Looking at the embroidery in front of him, Sheng Changquan was a little stunning.

"mother!"

At this moment, the image of Wei Shuyi appeared in Sheng Changquan's mind, gentle and tenacious.

Sheng Changquan agreed with the biological mother Wei Xiaoniang in this life. Although she did not have the opportunity to raise herself, she really gave birth to him at the cost of her life, which gave him great kindness.

Thinking back to what Wei Xiaoniang said at the time of her death, Sheng Changquan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Mom, are you trying to tell your sister that she can rely on without parents and brothers?"

Although he was born at that time, Sheng Changquan guessed that Wei Shuyi at that time probably felt that he might not be able to survive.

After all, I was born with difficulty and my vitality was damaged. It was difficult for me to grow up and continue to live in this era. Therefore, Wei Shuyi explained this before his death.

Unfortunately, Wei Shuyi didn't know that he was a generational person who could overcome the tragic fate of an ancient baby with difficult birth and survive again.

"Oh!"

Sheng Changquan watched this painting "Li Niangzi Guards Niangzi Pass" for a long time, and then smiled coldly!

"Mom, don't worry!"

"Sister, I will take good care of it, and that..."

Before he could finish his words, the expression on Sheng Changquan's face suddenly became extremely cold.

a long time.

He solemnly put away the embroidery picture, and a trace of cold light burst out from his eyes!

"This game has just begun!"

...

Shou'an Hall.

At this time, Minglan was accompanying her grandmother, slowly digging the Liuyao hexagram, with a relaxed look on her face, as if she was extremely leisurely.

However, Old Mrs. Sheng, who was almost over her life, could easily see through the strangeness that Minglan had concealed with all her strength at a glance.

Although Minglan's expression was soothing, her occasionally shaking the hexagram was wrong, and she did not have the agile melody of the past. Instead, it was a noisy feeling of speed and slowness.

However, the old lady didn't say it clearly, but just raised her eyebrows slightly and asked inadvertently.

"Tomorrow, yesterday's polo is still fun?"

After seeing something wrong with Minglan, the old lady thought to herself and immediately guessed something was wrong.

"ah?"

Minglan shook his hand and then returned to normal, saying, "Grandma, yesterday's polo was not... not bad!"

Although he tried his best to control it, Minglan couldn't help but stutter for a moment.

"Um?"

The old lady looked up at her granddaughter opposite her, smiling.

However, Old Mrs. Sheng didn't pick on her, just let Minglan stubbornly say that. After all, her daughter's house is so cute!

Old Mrs. Sheng didn't know what Minglan played with Qi Heng yesterday, but she thought Minglan felt a little regretful because she didn't have fun at the polo party yesterday, so the old lady comforted her: "Tomorrow, if you still want to play, you can go again today!"

"Anyway, the venue of Earl Yongchang's Mansion is still open there!"

The polo club that Mrs. Wu organized does not end in one day, but will continue for more than half a month, which is enough for the playful people to have fun.

For example, Molan and Rulan are going to play again today.

Of course, these two are different. One is fishing and the other is real.

"No, grandma!"

Minglan calmed down the strange emotions in her heart and slowly spoke: "Grandma, actually, I want to ask you something!"

Since she made up her mind yesterday, Minglan knew that she could not hide this matter from her, at least she could not hide it from her grandmother. However, she had not yet thought about what to say, so she could only ask tentatively at this time.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

The old lady quietly took the tortoise shell from Minglan's hand and shook it on her own, while on the other side, she asked, "What's wrong with you? You can tell me that, let my grandmother give you some details."

"grandmother!"

Minglan called out a cute and silly, then asked in a low voice next to the old lady: "Grandma, can you tell me how you thought of your grandfather back then?"

"oh?"

Old Mrs. Sheng glanced at Minglan with a look of surprise: "Why, I remember to ask this today?"

"Grandmother, do you just want to know?"

Minglan gently shook the arm of Mrs. Sheng and said coquettishly: "Although my grandfather was attracted to Tanhua back then, grandmother, you are the brave and resolute daughter, with a noble status, even if you are a Tanhualang, you are not as good as a Tanhualang. Why do you like grandmother, grandmother?"

In Minglan's heart, the biggest gap between her and Qi Heng was the difference between her, so she turned around and wanted to know what Mrs. Sheng was thinking back then.

"That was back then!"

Old Mrs. Sheng was so shocked by Minglan that she began to recall her past.

However, when she was young, Mrs. Sheng was not as calm as she is now. At that time, she was like a wild horse lying on the grassland. Although she ate fairy grass and drank Liquan, she was wild by nature and did not obey discipline. At the same time, because Lao Yongyi protected her so well, her temperament became extremely naive and yearned for the love in the story book.

So, a talented man and beautiful woman, a scholar Hongxiu, a nearly perfect love appeared in front of everyone.

Of course, except for Lao Yongyihou!

Because he did not agree with this marriage from the beginning, it was not that the old Marquis saw Tanhualang's nature and knew that he was not a good match. It was purely because the old Marquis knew that the growth environment of both parties was different, and the personality caused by it was different. At the beginning, they might be able to tolerate each other because of temporary freshness, but once it took a long time, the possibility that both parties could endure it was unlikely.

Sure enough, in just three or two years, Tanhualang took a new concubine and had a beauty again. The flowers and moon used to be full, but it was just a mirror, water and moon, a big dream.

Sweet, bitter, astringent...

There are a series of things that cannot be said!

After thinking for a long time, Old Mrs. Sheng restrained the feelings in her heart, shook her head, and then sighed and expressed her innocent thoughts at that time, and told Minglan.

When Minglan saw her grandmother's uninterested look, she immediately told her back with tactfully and left.

Clinker!

After Minglan left, Old Mrs. Sheng immediately changed her posture.

"Ruan!"

"Come here!"

"old lady!"

Mother Fang hurried out from outside the door and trotted in: "What's wrong?"

At this time, there was no trace of sadness on Old Mrs. Sheng’s face?

After so many years, she has figured out the things between her and Mr. Sheng Xu. Where can I feel so much sentimental?

Moreover, even if my heart occasionally has some ups and downs, how could it be like before?

The old lady Sheng looked like that, just to coax Minglan and let her leave.

"Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

Just now, Mom Fang was next to her, so she blamed the old lady with anger and said, "I just said, it's been so many years, how can you do this, old lady?"

The two sisters are called master and servant, but in fact, sisters are not so disciplined in private.

"You!"
Chapter completed!