Twenty Five: The Incredible World (2)

According to Liu Lanting's memory, she was a nerd who could only chew on a book and read, and rarely cared about the affairs of the house.

Father Liu bought this small house with three entrances before he took up his post.

Although it is safe for the step-wife to live in the clan with the daughter from Liu's father's backyard, the population is noisy and there is no adult male in the family, so it is easy to be gossiped.

Perhaps it was out of this consideration that Father Liu moved the family out. The house he bought is very close to the tribe's family land. If something happens, the stepwife can ask the tribe for help, and if there is nothing to do, he can close the door and live his own life.

However... How many guards can there be in a small house with three entrances?

Not to mention that the two hostesses in the family who could take charge fell ill one after another, and the concubine was still playful and smashed his head. In this era, traumatic brain injuries are not well taken care of. If they are treated in time, it is easy to die... Jin hurts even more.

"I didn't die, I was just taken away. Those thieves were too stupid, so I escaped again. The prefect sent me here just now." Jiang Pengji said briefly, then thought of the porter just now, and added a sentence , "I'll go to see my mother first, butler, go and get the servants who went to see me last night, I have something to ask them..."

It seems that it's not that Madam Die didn't send someone out, but that there are too few people to send, and those servants feel that the chance of their husband surviving is too small when he encounters bandits, so they go directly to fish in troubled waters... For example, the one with Fantou The concierge who fought all night.

From this we can see how loose the rules of this house are.

Thinking of this, Jiang Pengji couldn't help but sneer. The Liu family is indeed a noble family, but after Liu's father moved out, he worked outside all the year round, and there was no man who could stay at home. expected things.

It's not that the master is incapable, it's that the servants have their own ghosts.

The step-wife lived on the east side. Unlike the lively scenes imagined in the noble homes in ancient times, the scenery in Liu's mansion was even somewhat desolate, and the maidservants who came and went were only three or two kittens. Why is the second wife of the direct line down?

Although he is a stepson, his stepwife is also Liu Lanting's aunt, so it doesn't matter if Jiang Pengji enters his stepwife's boudoir.

It was still sunny and sunny outside, but the house was filled with gloom, and there was still a lingering strong smell of medicine in the air.

Going around the screen, Jiang Pengji saw the general furnishings of the room, which were not as simple as what a noble lady should have.

There are several boxes on the dressing table, the style is old, and it can be clearly seen that they have been used for a long time. There is a delicate spring butterfly hairpin next to the bronze mirror.

Jiang Pengji's eyes fell on the card issuer for two seconds, then she looked away and briefly glanced at the interior decorations.

The step-wife was lying on the bed, her complexion was as pale as snow, her black hair was intertwined with a lot of white strands, which made her a little old, her eyes had a deep blue color, and she was seriously ill. Jiang Pengji took the medicine from the handmaid's hand, knelt down beside the bed, and took over the work of feeding the medicine.

Those are a pair of eyes that see through the world of mortals, and there is a feeling of being watched by a kind elder.

"...Lan...Ting..."

Before Jiang Pengji came, his step-wife had just come back from the death line. At this time, he saw Jiang Pengji again, his eyes were a little watery.

"Well, I'm back."

Jiang Pengji smiled gently, and she dared not look at the bowl of medicine that was pitch-black and smelled strange. The ancients in ancient times were really the originators of dark cuisine. How did this terrible medicine come out? It can cure diseases ?

Really can't drink dead people?

"...remember...before..." Madam Stephane's eyes became gentle and nostalgic, her voice was breathless, but she still took a few breaths, and said slowly, "Some people said that you are gone...how can my aunt believe it...later... ...went to Naihe Bridge...meet my sister..."

Jiang Pengji secretly thought in her heart that Liu Lanting was really dead.

"Mother, don't talk, drink the medicine first." Jiang Pengji stretched out her spare hand to the back of her neck, grabbed her almost bony shoulders and helped her up and leaned against her arms, so that she could drink the medicine so that she wouldn't lie down Choking, "Then get a good night's sleep."

Lying for too long is prone to bed sores, and seeing the other party's collar was wet and red, Jiang Pengji quietly ordered the maid to boil water, wait for his stepwife to finish drinking the medicine, wipe it off, and then change a new set of mattresses. The indoor air is so bad that it is not suitable for patients to recuperate.

The step-wife frowned, and drank the bitter medicine that Jiang Pengji had just blown cold in one gulp.

Seeing that she still had a slightly bitter face after she finished drinking, Jiang Pengji looked at the little medicine residue left at the bottom of the bowl, and immediately felt that her mouth was starting to taste bitter, so she turned her head and said to the maid, "Go and get some candied fruit over here." For my mother... I don't know how many yellow lotuses the doctor lost in the medicine..."

Judging from Jiang Pengji's memory, the relationship between Liu Lanting and his step-wife was somewhat unilaterally indifferent.

Liu Lanting has always believed that her step-wife is the birth mother, and she doesn't take it seriously for her frequent greetings, and even thinks that the other party is very hypocritical, but fortunately, this girl still knows how to maintain her superficial kindness, and she doesn't let her inner dissatisfaction go away. Happy to show up.

Otherwise, Jiang Pengji's intimate behavior just now would easily arouse outsiders' suspicion.

"My son... was wronged last night?"

The step-wife opened her cloudy eyes, and her speaking strength was better than before.

"No, those stupid guys who don't have a lot of brains when they go out, how can I feel wronged?"

Jiang Pengji originally wanted to put her step-wife down, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a maid approaching with a clean mattress, so she simply wrapped her in a quilt, then reached her leg with the other hand, and beat her sideways amidst the other's short exclamation pick up.

"Don't be afraid, mother, I can still hug you. Let the maid change the mattress first, and then warm it with a hand stove."

The stepwife said, "My son is becoming more and more like a big sister, tell my aunt about what happened last night..."

Jiang Pengji took a deep look at the stepwife, curled her lips, and said, "If mother listens, she will know everything."

The thing she is most impatient with is repeating the same thing several times. Once it is fresh, it will be boring if it is done too many times.

However, a classical beauty with temperament requested that she would not mind repeating it to deepen her tall and handsome image.

The step-wife listened with relish, and finally took a deep look at Jiang Pengji, and then secretly glanced at the maids in the room, signaling them all to retreat.

"Lanting... how did she get there?" The step-wife smiled gently and found that Jiang Pengji was not surprised at all, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Pengji shook her head and said, "I thought that people other than me should be more afraid of this kind of thing."

The step-wife said, "Your child is honest. In fact, you can hide it... I will pretend, my son is still alive..."

Jiang Pengji shook her head, "What's so good about deceiving yourself? Before I entered the room, I thought I could hide it if I could, but seeing your eyes, I knew it wasn't necessary. This is Liu Lanting's appearance, but I'm not her after all. I can deliberately imitate, but I am too tired to do this, and I don’t know whether to deceive myself or you who deceive yourself..."

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