Shangguan Feng'er was sure that she heard correctly and raised her voice, "Master?"
"Yes, Miss Third, it's the master." The housekeeper replied respectfully again.
Shangguan Feng'er frowned and waved to him, indicating that he could leave: It would be better for the housekeeper not to answer at all.
"Master, why don't we go to the front hall and have a look." Yuan'er saw that all the servants in the Mu Mansion went to the front hall, and she was extremely curious.
"Go and have a look." Shangguan Feng'er saw Yuan'er's curious face, so he didn't stop her.
As soon as Yuan'er heard Shangguan Feng'er's promise, she turned around and ran away.
Shangguan Feng'er looked at Yuan'er's retreating back with a helpless smile and shook her head, then frowned again: She remembered that everyone in the Mu family called Mu Qianqiu the master, and only the old housekeeper called him the young master. If so,
If so, then the master mentioned by the butler is Mu Qianqiu’s father.
But in Shangguan Feng'er's impression, the oldest person in the Mu family was Mu Qianqiu. Unexpectedly, Mu Qianqiu's father was still there. Then he thought about the housekeeper saying that the father was back, and Mrs. Zhang seemed to be shocked and rushed away.
In the past, Shangguan Feng'er couldn't help but have suspicions in her heart. She also wanted to see whether Mr. Mu had three heads or six arms.
"Forget it." Shangguan Feng'er shrugged and closed the door with his backhand. Looking at the empty room, Li Moran's figure came to mind again.
I walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin":
The mist is thick, the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast.
It's the Double Ninth Festival and it's the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
I put down the pen, picked up the paper, and looked at it for a while, but I felt bored. I put it down again, picked up the book, and read for a long time, but I didn’t read a word. I still felt boring. I put my right hand on my forehead and didn’t move for a while, except for occasionally giggling a few times.
Noisy, occasionally gnashing teeth.
Shangguan Feng'er's posture at this time was completely different from her usual calmness, but she didn't notice it herself. She just felt that no matter what she saw recently, Li Moran would always appear in her mind.
Especially when she was alone, Li Moran's smile would appear in her mind, which made her very troubled, but she couldn't help herself.
She frowned and shook her head, but she still couldn't get rid of it. She had to stand up, walked quickly to the bed, and took out a concentric knot from under the pillow.
Looking at Tongxinkou, she was silent for a long time, sometimes giggling, sometimes pouting, her eyes were full of happiness, and the little girl's charming and naive attitude was undoubtedly revealed.
Looking at the empty room again, I felt a little dissatisfied. I hid the knot under the pillow again, walked to the table, looked down at the chrysanthemums on display, reached out to fiddle with them, and seemed to see Li Moran's charming face again.
His face shook his head as hard as he could, and seemed to disappear again.
"What should I do, what should I do? His shadow is everywhere." Shangguan Feng'er beat his head, a little angry: It seems that he was too poisoned and actually got lovesickness.
Looking at the rising smoke from the incense burner, an idea flashed in my mind, "Yes, yes, I want to wake up, I want to wake up." Shangguan Feng'er muttered to himself and walked to the incense burner, deeply thinking.
He took a breath, but didn't want to choke.
"Ahem." Shangguan Feng'er covered her throat and coughed a few times. She thought of Li Moran again and felt dissatisfied, "Damn Li Moran, didn't you say you would be here today? Why haven't you come now?"
"Hehehe, it turns out I miss my lover." A playful laugh came from the room.