Zheng Ze was wielding his sword in the courtyard as always. If you observe carefully, you will find that the sword in his hand is no longer the one he practiced with before.
The seemingly ordinary long sword is surging with green light from time to time, but if you look closely, it seems like a visual error.
Drawing out his sword, he retracted his hand and removed the aura around him. The intangible presence of mind slowly dissipated. Zheng Ze turned around and looked at Yan'er who was hiding behind the door with only a small head sticking out.
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"Are you awake?" The determination disappeared, replaced by a gentle voice like gentle wind and drizzle.
Hearing this, Yan'er stuck out her tongue. Uncle Ze was so scary just now, just like her mother. This was the description she could think of.
"Uncle Ze, my mother, is my mother okay?" Feeling the chilling atmosphere disappear, Yan'er finally stood up from behind the door.
Hearing this, Zheng Ze nodded and returned the sword to its sheath, "Well, my friend said that she should wake up soon, and she will be able to recover as before after some time."
After hearing Zheng Ze's answer, Yan'er finally let go of her hanging heart.
Last night, she and the Frightened Salamander slept together. Even after calling her many times, the Frightened Salamander didn't wake up. She didn't dare to disturb Zheng Ze's rest. She could only hug her mother's body and keep saying these words in her ear.
What happened to God.
Only in this way can we temporarily put aside the uneasiness in our hearts.
However, a light flashed in her smart eyes, and she asked playfully: "Is that purple aunt just a friend of my uncle?"
Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows lightly. This little girl's question was a bit tricky, but he still nodded, "We are just ordinary friends. Someone will bring food at noon. He looks a bit scary. Don't be afraid. Remember to feed your mother some."
Food, you have to take good care of her these days."
He didn't forget that Tang Badian still had a scar on his face, but looking at it did make people a little scared. Just by looking at it, he felt that he didn't look like a good person.
Listening to Zheng Ze's instructions, Yan'er nodded sensibly and asked, "Uncle Ze, just feel free to do your thing. I will take good care of my mother and I promise not to cause any trouble to Uncle Ze!"
She was very smart and knew immediately that Zheng Ze would go out.
Looking at the little girl who tried her best to look cheerful and didn't want to cause any trouble to others, Zheng Ze smiled and didn't say anything. He just walked up to him and rubbed the little guy's head.
"When I come back, I will take you to buy new clothes." Zheng Ze said softly.
Letting Zheng Ze mess up his two little buns, Yan'er hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually...it doesn't matter if you don't buy it. I have clothes to wear."
"Who said you can't buy new clothes if you have clothes to wear?" Zheng Ze said with a smile.
"Our Yan'er is so beautiful, so she must match her clothes with good-looking clothes. Also, you should also choose some for your mother."
Seeing the spring-like smile on Zheng Ze's handsome face, sometimes emotions can infect people around him, and the smile on Yan'er's face couldn't help but become more natural.
When Zheng Ze left Zilanxuan, Yan'er gathered the clothes they had changed out of yesterday and put them into the basin.
Previously, because she used a lot of water to starch and wash clothes, Tang Ba would have someone fetch a tank of water from the Mishui River every day just for her use.
It was the same today. Seeing the wet mark on the chest of Zheng Ze's clothes, Yan'er touched it with her little hand and unconsciously raised the corner of her mouth in a nice arc.
I quickly washed my clothes, put them on the bamboo poles in the courtyard to dry, and then returned to my room.
This attic is not much smaller than Zilanxuan, and there are many rooms in the building. The room that I and my mother slept in last night was not Aunt Yan Lingji's room.
In the room at this moment, an incomparably beautiful woman, whose pretty face still gave people a cold feeling even though she was not awake, was lying quietly on the bed.
Yan'er picked up a stool and put it next to the bed, sat down and looked at her mother's beautiful face. She felt that she was not inferior to Aunt Yan Lingji and Aunt Zi.
He held his little face in his hands and looked at his mother quietly, hoping that she would open her eyes in front of him next moment, but after looking for a long time, there was still no reaction.
Xiao Yan'er sighed, put down her hand and reached out to hold Jing Salamander's hand that was already warm by the bedside.
"If it weren't for me, Mom wouldn't be so tired." She whispered.
She knows many things, but she doesn't say them.
"But in the past few days, Yan'er met a very good uncle. I told you about it last night. He said he would take me to buy clothes today. I found that Uncle Ze is not only a good person, but also very talented! Yan Ling
Just after Aunt Ji left, another beautiful aunt came, but Uncle Ze said they were just ordinary friends."
In front of Jing Salamander, Yan'er said to herself that she couldn't help but want to share with her mother the completely different life these days.
"But Uncle Ze has been going next door a few days ago, and only yesterday did he find out that the aunt's house is next door. Mom, do you think Uncle Ze will be fascinated by that aunt soon?"
She looked at the cold face of Jing Salamander. Even though it showed weakness, ordinary people would not dare to covet it.
The shrewd Yan'er analyzed bit by bit: "If Uncle Ze is fascinated by another aunt, he will not care about Yan'er, nor Yan'er's mother, and we will be kicked out. If you are injured again, we will survive."
I can’t go down anymore.”
She reasoned step by step, and finally sighed, "Mom, you don't want us to live homeless every day, right?"
She asked tentatively, looking at the peaceful and sleeping face of the Frightened Salamander.
There was still no response, so he sighed again and put Jingli's hand on his little face, feeling his mother's warmth.
In the end, he just said quietly, "Mom, wake up quickly!"
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Zilanxuan.
When I came here this time, I passed the maid's call and just entered the main hall. On the stairs on the right, I saw the royal sister in purple walking slowly down the stairs with charming steps.
Her pair of white legs are looming, and what is even more eye-catching is her waist. People can't help but think of a sentence, her waist is as thin as a willow tree...
But what the man thinks more about is holding the thin willow with both hands to make it more stable in the violent wind.
"Why are you so stunned?" Sister Yu's mature and steady voice reached his ears, pulling Zheng Ze back from his thoughts.
He shook his head and said, "I haven't seen Miss Zi Nu greet me in person before, so I'm a little... flattered."
Zi Nu counted nineteen times, but she did not show up every time.
Hearing this, Zi Nu couldn't help but roll her eyes. Of course she could tell that Zheng Ze was talking about her.
"Then I don't see my husband taking the initiative to look for me. Didn't he once say that whether he comes or not, sooner or later, all the girls from Zilanxuan will be here?"
Zheng Ze smiled softly and did not argue too much with Yu Jie, "The guests are coming soon. Miss Zi Nu, please treat them politely."
Listening to Zheng Ze's words, Zi Nu's pretty face couldn't help showing a hint of weirdness. Is this really a good thing?
You must know that the other party is a disciple of the head of Confucianism. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the head of Confucianism from now on!
