The county horse is a medicine jar

I don't see anyone on weekdays, but today it is rare that someone is at the house. Liu Qingyun came to look for Lin Sishen early in the morning.

She was not in a hurry, she just thought that the mother and daughter hadn't had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time, so she came to talk to Lin Sishen to talk about herself, and asked about her recent situation with Shen Qingwan.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard gate, Liu Qingyun happened to see Lin Sishen rushing out of the house. Her obscene clothes were a little messy, her face was pale and she was clutching her stomach, and she didn't know what to say to Mo Zhu who was guarding the door. After saying something, he hurried to the backyard.

"Caution..."

Liu Qingyun just raised her hand, and before she could say hello, Lin Sishen, as if being chased by a dog behind her, ran around the east chamber and disappeared without even raising her eyes to look at her.

Liu Qingyun froze on the spot in bewilderment, not knowing what the situation was for a moment, until Mo Zhu came forward to greet her, then she pointed at her blankly, and asked suspiciously: "This early in the morning, she was here again. What's the fuss?"

Mo Zhu lowered his eyes and explained softly: "Returning to Madam, the young master caught a cold last night, and woke up this morning with unbearable abdominal pain, and rushed to the toilet. The servant has already prepared medicine for the young master, and it will be fine if you rest for a while."

Liu Qingyun sighed faintly, helplessly and sadly said: "Look at her frail body, she is at the age of A Niang, and she is not as sick as she is."

As she was talking, Liu Qingyun didn't know what she thought of, she lowered her head with a complicated expression, and said gloomily, "I'm also to blame for this matter, if I hadn't been pregnant, I would have given birth to her in less than a month. It’s not worth the crime.”

Seeing Liu Qingyun's self-blame, Mo Zhu came out to comfort him: "Madam, how can I blame myself for all the crimes? According to this servant, it is her own fault that the young master suffers. She didn't torment herself when she got sick or injured. Yes, just take this time as an example, last night she dragged the general and the eldest son to drink all night, and even wandered around in the drunkenness, but when she got sick, she had to trouble Madam to worry about her."

Liu Qingyun knew that what Mo Zhu said was just to make her feel better, but it was rare for her to hear so many complaints from Mo Zhuxu, so she couldn't help complaining along the lines: "Trouble, I'm worried. Secondly, it is time to trouble you to take care of her and worry about her."

As soon as she said this, Mo Zhu suddenly realized that she had lost his mind: "The servant is not complaining about the young master, it is the duty of the servant to take care of the young master..."

"Xiaozhu, I don't like hearing you say that."

Liu Qingyun frowned and showed sullenness. She looked at the well-behaved and mature girl in front of her, and felt a pity in her heart. She said seriously, "Who is that?" Said it was your duty, if you hadn’t refused to agree, you would have been the lady of our Weiyuan General’s Mansion, Shen’er’s younger sister, so how could it be your duty to take care of her.”

Mo Zhuwen lowered his head, his eyes flickered and whispered: "My lady loves you so much, this servant really..."

Liu Qingyun interrupted Mo Zhu's words with some dissatisfaction: "Little Zhu, don't always talk about slaves, I don't know how many times I have said you, you are always a slave, you are not us Servant of the family, you are our Lin family, and like Shen'er, you are the daughter of me and Lao Lin."

In fact, Liu Qingyun had said such and such words countless times, but Mo Zhu never agreed, nor did he change his words.

If other people have this opportunity to become General Lin's adopted daughter and become the young lady of the General's Mansion, I'm afraid they can't wish for it, but Mo Zhu strictly abides by his duty, and as always regards himself as the general's mansion's handmaid, never arrogating in the slightest, People really don't know what is going on in her heart.

Liu Qingyun looked at Mo Zhu who was hanging his head silently, her eyes were only full of pity and love, it was not that she couldn't guess what Mo Zhu was thinking, but it was precisely because she saw something that made her feel even more distressed she.

After the two were silent for a long time, Liu Qingyun suddenly said quietly: "Xiao Zhu, in fact, Ah Qian once told me that after the turmoil of the new emperor's ascension to the throne subsides, she will take you out of the general's mansion and go wandering around where he is a doctor. medicine."

Mo Zhu, who had been drooping his head, suddenly raised his head when he heard these words, and looked at Liu Qingyun with some anxiety, his thin lips hesitated for a while but he didn't say a word.

Liu Qingyun saw her expression in her eyes, shook her head helplessly, took Mo Zhu's hand and asked softly: "Ah Qian also said, you have never agreed to this matter, but you have never made peace with me. Lao Lin mentioned it, are you afraid that Lao Lin and I will not agree to let you go?"

Mo Zhu's fingertips felt cold, and her heart suddenly felt sour, she didn't know whether it was shock or fear.

Liu Qingyun didn't know when her eyes were red, she gently raised her hand to touch Mo Zhu's head, caressing her soft hair, like a gentle mother who couldn't bear to scold her daughter harshly, but couldn't stop sobbing out of grievance : "If you really think so, you know how disappointed I am."

It's one thing to be reluctant to let her go, but another thing to be unwilling to let her go, that's why Liu Qingyun's heart hurts so much.

Rao Mo Zhu, who has been unwilling to reveal half of her thoughts, saw Liu Qingyun so sad at this moment, and finally spoke out what was in her heart. Tears gradually appeared in her eyes, and her thin lips trembled slightly and said: "Ma'am , Slave... Ever since Mo Zhu could remember, he knew that he was just an abandoned child who was ignored by his parents. Thanks to Madam's upbringing, Mo Zhu has been blessed for three lifetimes."

"Over the years, Mo Zhu has grown up in the general's mansion. The general and his wife treat Mo Zhu like their own daughters. The old lady and the eldest son also treat Mo Zhu well, and the son..."

"Although Mo Zhu accompanied her to serve, she has always been careful to protect me since I was a child. At the beginning, she was afraid that my aunt taught me medicine because of her, and that I really didn't like it, so she thought of a way. For making trouble, I don’t know how many times I got beaten for it. If I made a mistake, she would rush to admit the punishment with a smile, and if I liked something, she would go all over the world to find it.”

"Every kind of kindness, big or small, Mo Zhu has engraved in his heart and never dares to forget it. He has already made a vow in his heart that he will stay by the young master's side in this life and in this life. , Only in this way can Mo Zhu repay the great kindness of the general, wife and son."

After some heart-breaking, Mo Zhu's expression was calm and unmoved, but Liu Qingyun was crying like a tear, she hugged Mo Zhu into her arms, her expression was clearly sad and disappointed but she still couldn't bear to criticize: "You child You are so smart, but why can't you see through it, the so-called kindness is nothing more than a birth, if you really regard us as relatives, how can you say such words..."

Liu Qingyun's choked-up words fell silent, she didn't know whether she was too disappointed or too sad, she waved her hands wiping her tears, turned around and left in a hurry without saying a word, leaving Mo Zhu with the same red eyes At a loss, he stood still.

She is grateful for the kindness, but why is the wife sad because of this? Could it be that everything she thinks in her heart is wrong?

Mo Zhu stood in the courtyard in despair, his eyes were red for a long time but he never came back to his senses.

And not far behind her, Lin Sishen was leaning against the wall with his arms folded. He didn't know how long he had been listening, but he thought the answer should be glimpsed from her frowning and the trace of melancholy and helplessness on her face.

The author has something to say: This chapter is written for Mo Zhu. I always wanted to dig deep into the delicate emotions buried in everyone's heart in the book, but the writing style is not enough, I always feel superficial, sorry.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021101518514720211016215854

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