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Li Minglou threw the thin letter paper into the charcoal stove, and the sparks sparkled black and gray.
It¡¯s the same as what she guessed.
She had made this guess when she heard that the eldest lady was humiliated by bandits and disappeared in a state of confusion. After all, after such an encounter, it was impossible for people to get married and have children like ordinary people, so where did the child come from
Yuanji¡¯s expression also changed between light and dark. He didn¡¯t believe it at first, but now
"How can I say it?" he asked, "Is it really similar?"
It¡¯s not a show to match Master Wu Qi¡¯s words, but his own opinion.
Li Minglou nodded: "He said she looks like the deceased eldest man, the patriarch of Shang Wu, Wu Xia, who looks more like his wife. They look like father and daughter at first glance."
To be precise, he has never seen Wu Ya'er before. Li Minglou showed him the portrait before leaving the capital. The person he really saw and was familiar with was Mrs. Wu.
Yuanji was silent for a moment. He had already guessed that the woman was born into a wealthy family and encountered misfortune, but he didn't have any big feelings. This kind of thing is too common in big families. If nothing else, the eldest lady and the young master can see it. If not The eldest lady is alert and doesn¡¯t know what will happen now.
But Wu Yaer¡¯s origins were beyond his imagination.
He thought of the scene where mother and son were reunited happily in the palace next to him, and felt a little weird in his heart.
For Mrs. Wu, being insulted is a lifetime of pain and hatred. So, does she hate this child more or love her more?
Just thinking about this kind of thing makes his scalp numb, and he can't think about it, can't think about it, can't think about it anymore.
"Don't think about it, it's in the past." Li Minglou said, "Let's see what they want to do now."
Yuan Ji said: "What else can you think of? I just see Wu Ya'er now famous and powerful, and want to make a profit."
Li Minglou said: "To make a profit, they want to make a profit, but they know what they have done. It is more to prevent being persecuted by Wu Ya'er."
¡°Whether it¡¯s for profit or for defense, they must have something to threaten.
Wu Yaer¡¯s background is the handle.
Yuan Ji considers himself an open-minded person, but he still can't help but sigh when he thinks of Wu Ya'er's background.
Li Minglou also sighed, thinking about his last life, some said it was the emperor who forced him, and some said he was forced by Wu Ya'er, which made the Wu family have to accept Wu Ya'er's recognition of his ancestors. Now it seems that Wu Ya'er may have been forced. , for the sake of identity, and even more so for the reputation of her mother, she hid this unspeakable evil thing and put it into a shiny skin.
Judging from the Wu Ya'er mother and son she came into contact with, they never wanted to identify with any ancestor and belong to a certain sect.
"Miss, this matter" Yuanji asked what to do next.
¡° If people from the Wu family publicize Wu Ya¡¯er¡¯s life experience to the world, the young lady¡¯s side will also be affected.
Do you want to talk to the Wu family first?
Li Minglou said: "Let Weijie continue to spy on their purpose. Also, Zhongqi is in Henan Road, let him also keep an eye on this Wu family."
Once something happened to the Wu family, she would not talk to them, she would make them unable to move.
"I'll go give Zhong Qi an explanation." Yuan Ji responded with a smile, stood up, and said with concern, "Miss, please rest early."
The young lady is not in good health and is suitable for sleeping during the day. Now because of this Wu Ya'er, she has to change her schedule and see if she can endure it Yuan Ji looked at the pretty girl under the lamp and she seemed to have gained some weight .Well, in short, Miss, it¡¯s too hard.
Li Minglou looked at him carefully and said: "Uncle Yuan Ji also has a good rest. He seems to have not slept well. Baobao and the other guards are ready to go out, so you don't have to keep an eye on him."
He said and smiled again.
"I will not be in any danger in the palace, and my danger does not come from people."
If God wants to kill her, Yuan Ji and his guards alone cannot prevent her from being killed day and night. Just like the monk outside Yangzhou City, no one else came close to him, but he still almost killed her.
Is that monk coming soon? She had a vague feeling.
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As the New Year approaches, the wilderness shrouded in darkness seems to be filled with joy. Scattered firecrackers occasionally come from nowhere in the sky and earth, breaking the deadness of the night.
The withered grass was stepped on, but soon his feet were raised again. The monk looked down and saw a beetle lying on its back in the withered grass. He reached out and turned the beetle over. The beetle waited for a while and did not find its breath again, so it kicked up its legs and burrowed into the soil.
The monk smiled slightly, wrapped his robe tightly, and then looked up at the night sky. The night sky was pitch black, and there was an undercurrent in the darkness.Yes, just wait. "
What are you waiting for? Li Minglou watched him get up and walk out. Jiang Mingyuanji and the two people on the eaves also turned around and watched. Wu Yaer hurried away along the waterside pavilion and disappeared into the darkness. After a moment, a high-pitched voice came from the darkness. Come
Sharp, crisp, and a bit rough, it tore through the night.
Li Minglou walked out and saw Wu Yaer standing outside Haitang Palace holding a thin bamboo leaf with both hands.
??Blowing leaves.
She walked over and stood next to Wu Ya'er, raising her head slightly to look at him. Wu Ya'er smiled at her and blew a continuous tune from the thin bamboo leaves.
The tune is not a tune, it seems to be whispering, and it seems to be a meaningless roar.
¡°Those harps, zithers, songs, and dances can¡¯t express the anguish in his heart. Only the grass and leaves allow him to do whatever he wants in the sky and wilderness.
Li Minglou reached out to hug him and put his head in front of him.
Wu Yaer was stunned, and Jiang Mingyuanji on the eaves was also stunned.
The two maids leaned against the pillars and murmured: "The poplar leaves are blown by the wonderful wind, and the wild horses are angry. If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, all the frightening sand should be swept away at this time." (Remember the website address of this website: www. .hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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