Mrs. Qin didn't deliberately avoid speaking, so Forsythia in the kitchen heard the conversation between them.

The action of adjusting the filling becomes slightly slower.

She finally understood why Liu Wanrou felt familiar when she first met her.

She had also participated in the spring hunt before.

A very bad thing happened on the Spring Hunt. It was about the Emperor and Miss Liu Er.

If she remembered correctly, the person who came to the queen to deliver the news... was Miss Liu.

When the Queen passed by, she saw that situation.

Forsythia continued to stir the stuffing in the bowl, thinking deeply.

Mrs. Qin finished eating the noodles and went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes first.

Fu Ling cleared the table outside and went to the kitchen. Then she said proudly,

"I thought she was a very impressive young lady, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

Forsythia saw the pride on her face and just said,

“Do not speak evil words out of your mouth, and do not reflect back on yourself any wrathful words.”

Fu Ling suddenly became cautious and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, I...I wrote it down."

**

When Liu Wanrou returned to Liu Mansion, the moonlight was dim, and she heard pipa music as she passed by in the courtyard.

Ambush from all sides.

The pipa music carried in the wind not only conveyed the majesty and majesty of the army during the battle, but also conveyed the desolate feeling after the battle.

When people hear it, they will be excited at first, sad at the end, and shed tears at the end.

Ordinary pipa music is mostly lyrical, with melodious melodies, push-pull chanting and rubbing, delicate and sentimental;

Wu Qu is full of intense emotions,

In particular, this piece of music has complex and changeable rhythms and requires extremely high technical skills from the performer.

Therefore, it is not easy to play this piece of music well.

However... recently, I can often hear this pipa song at home.

Yun Lan saw Liu Wanrou's footsteps stopped and looked forward in search of the sound.

"This is Miss Feng playing the pipa again."

Liu Wanrou nodded in agreement, looking further away, "Yes."

It's Feng Zhenzhen playing the pipa again.

The matter started five days ago.

Liu Heting, who was dismissed from office, got very drunk outside and went downstairs drunk. On the way back, he first heard the sound of the pipa.

Liu Heting was attracted by the pipa music with its skillful technique and cadence.

The moonlight was cold, but the lights burning around were warm. The river was glowing with a cold light. A gust of east wind blew by, and water patterns rippled on the water. In the cool breeze, I saw a woman sitting by the river and caressing her pipa.

It was only after I learned about it in the past that I learned that the beautiful lady moved to the capital to seek refuge with her relatives due to the death of her parents and her family's financial difficulties.

Unfortunately, my relatives were no longer in the capital, and I had nowhere to go. I played this pipa song when I felt sad and had nowhere to go.

As a woman, it is rare to be able to play impassioned pipa music without losing any momentum. The feeling under the moon can really arouse people's feelings and make people yearn for it.

Especially for Liu Heting, who was depressed and frustrated at this time.

The tragic and tragic music in the pipa music made him feel similar.

Xiang Yu was defeated in the battle of Wu Zui and lost his concubine Yu, and committed suicide in Jiangdong.

Now that he has been dragged down and frustrated, it will be difficult for him to get ahead in the future.

When the moonlight is dim, the night is accompanied by the fragrance of wine, men will probably feel pity when they see a down-and-out and attractive woman.

What's more, she is a beautiful woman with good looks.

Perhaps because he was drunk, or perhaps because he was feeling pity, he finally extended his hand to the woman.

The beauty nodded slightly, her shyness reflected under the lamp, and she spoke slowly on the pipa, full of emotion.

Therefore, from that day on, Feng Zhenzhen temporarily lived in Liu Mansion.

At this time, Yun Lan felt uncomfortable in her heart as she listened to the pipa music that fell into her ears.

I don't know why, but I always wanted to go back to the house, but now that I'm back there, I always feel depressed and uncomfortable.

"I finally know what it means to only see new people smile and not hear old people cry."

Aunt Xiang hasn't been gone for long, her body is still cold, but the master no longer remembers her.

Liu Wanrou stood still on the spot, her eyebrows indifferent,

"This is not what you should say."

Yun Lan suddenly woke up,

"This slave made a mistake."

Liu Wanrou had no intention of arguing with her because she knew what Yun Lan said was true.

But not all facts are suitable to be spoken.

He stood there again, then went to Qian's yard and said,

"It's time to visit mother."

Qian was grounded and could not come out of the courtyard. Liu Heting never asked or came again after giving the order.

The door was pushed open, and the person Qian saw was Liu Wanrou. After taking one look, she looked away.

"Why are you here?"

Although the tone of voice is ordinary, if you listen carefully, you can hear the disgust and unexpectation hidden in it.

After Liu Wanrou entered the house, she raised her eyes and saw clearly what was going on inside.

Mr. Qian was sitting on the sofa against the wall. There was a lamp on the small table in front of him. There was also a plate of fruit on the small table. Because most of it was in the shadow, the rotten spots on the fruit could easily be hidden.

It can be seen that it has not been replaced in a few days.

Thinking about it, since being banned, Qian's life has not been the same as before, and even the candlelight in the house has become much dimmer.

The servants in the yard dispersed, and Xia He was the only one waiting.

Everyone favors the superior and disdains the inferior, so how can they send fresh fruits and melons to you?

No matter what Qian's situation is, Liu Wanrou has already bowed respectfully and put on the posture of being a daughter.

"My sister is in the palace now. As a daughter, you should honor your mother."

It's okay if I don't mention it, but when I mention it, it touches Qian's sadness.

The hands on the table were quietly clenched.

The master was dismissed from office and she was grounded. The situation outside was not clear, nor was it known how her daughter was doing in the palace.

Looking at Liu Wanrou standing aside, she is slim and graceful, but extremely quiet, like an orchid blooming at night.

Mr. Qian snorted softly and rarely said anything sharp.

"I thought you were very happy to see my current situation."

Liu Wanrou's attitude was more humble than before,

"The daughter doesn't understand what her mother means."

When Qian saw that she didn't answer, she looked away, didn't want to pay attention to her, and stopped talking.

No matter how bad her situation is, there is no need for Liu Wanrou to watch the fun.

Liu Wanrou served Qian with some tea. When Qian refused to take it, she temporarily put the tea cup aside.

"This room is a little stuffy. Why don't you open the window to get some fresh air?"

Qian didn't stop her.

Fresh air pours in from outside, renewing the turbid air in the room, and along with it comes the subtle music of pipa.

Qian frowned sharply,

"What sound?"

Liu Wanrou looked back, "What?"

"What's the sound outside?"

Liu Wanrou listened to the voice that came in, paused for a moment and then replied,

"Oh...it's Miss Feng playing the pipa."

Qian sensitively captured the meaning of Liu Wanrou's words.

Miss Feng! Who is that?

When did this start!

Qian's breath caught in her chest, and her pulse quickened.

"Who is that?"

Liu Wanrou's eyes were filled with sadness and confusion,

"Mother is referring to Miss Feng?"
Chapter completed!