"Oh, look at my memory!" Seeing the child eating all the **, Madam Zhao gently tapped her forehead and said with a smile: "There are still stewed in the kitchen. The soup is the most milky. A Can, go and see if the soup is cooked?"

"Yes, I will bring it in to the concubine now!" A Can bowed slightly, responded crisply, and walked out of the tent with his three-inch feet.

Now the people who cook food for Yue Qiyun in the kitchen are all the children brought to the Duke of Zhenguo this time by Ma Ma Zhao. This time, there are not only Wen Po and the wet nurse, but also the loyal servants of the Yue family who have worked for Duke of Zhenguo for dozens of generations.

This time, without Yue Qiyun blocking it, the Duke's wife almost sent all the servants of the Duke's Mansion to the most reassuring servants, as if she wanted to change the slaves of the Flame King Court. However, she finally saved face for Yuan Lie, and did not send the chief supervisor of the Duke's Mansion to him.

After the intelligence leader was arranged to keep an eye on Su Mo'er, Yue Qiyun felt a little bit of a concern. The anger that had suddenly heard of Roland's death subsided little by little, and the sadness was diluted by the little baby in her arms. She finally let go of her knots, and her originally confused head became much clearer.

"Madam, what name do you think we should give this child?" After feeding his son, Yue Qiyun possessed and handed the child gently to A Can, and then he spoke slowly.

"This...it's such a big deal to name the child, so I have to discuss it with Da Khan!" Madam Zhao said in a hint.

"He didn't recognize this child at the beginning. His son was mine, so it had nothing to do with him!" Yue Qiyun pouted aggrievedly, remembering the ruthlessness of Yuanlie forcing him to take off the child. His beautiful and gentle eyes were posing a hint of hostility.

"Does the concubine take this seriously? I don't think this person is such a cold person!" Madam Zhao heard about Yuan Lie from Gladiola, but she knew nothing about this.

"At the beginning..." In the swaying candlelight, Yue Qiyun softly talked about the grudges between her and Yuan Lie.

These things have been heavily pressed on her heart for too long. Even if they are mixed with the soul of modern Qi Yun, Yue Qiyun is still a young girl. Madam Zhao has been taking care of her nanny since she was a child. In Yue Qiyun's heart, her status is second only to her mother.

His mother was far away in Liangguo. In front of this old woman who loved her like her eyes, Yue Qiyun fully opened her heart, leaned her head in Mama Zhao's warm arms, smelled the familiar breath since childhood, and told the old lady in detail about the difficult days of the past year.

"My good boy, you are..." Madam Zhao burst into tears when she heard this. She didn't know how to soothe the pain in Yue Qiyun's heart. She had to gently stroke her long soft hair over and over again, choking sobbing that she couldn't speak.

"Madam, how can I not hate him when he treats me like this?" Yue Qiyun raised her head from Madam Zhao's arms and asked in tears: "These one by one, he is not affectionate and righteous to me. He is clearly a profit-oriented villain. Such a husband... Let me... wait until my son grows up, sooner or later he will be torn into pieces!"

"Oh, my good lady, I dare not say such words!" Even though he was angry, Madam Zhao was frightened by Yue Qiyun's deep hatred. She covered Yue Qiyun's mouth, listened carefully to the outside before whispering: "This is the royal court of the Flame Clan. You dare not speak without any obstacles. You can hear the wall carefully!"

Of course, Yue Qiyun did not tell Mama Zhao that she could drive all beasts. All the old ladies didn't know that the royal court was covered with grasslands. As long as someone approached the tent, she would get the news as soon as she was.

The sky became darker again. Under the urgency of Madam Zhao, Yue Qiyun pinched her nose and drank countless bowls of soup and medicine. She felt extremely tired. She finally relaxed and fell asleep.

"Hey, Miss has been seriously guilty these days!" Madam Zhao has been sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the sleeping Yue Qiyun with good eyes, and shed tears secretly while keeping her guard.

"I wonder what kind of explanation will be given to us tomorrow?" Glenn sat on the little scepter beside the bed, holding Roland's half-embedded bellyband in her hand, and asked sadly with her eyes.

Her biological mother was a dowry maid like Mama Zhao, and later married the manager of the Duke's Mansion. Like her family background, Roland was arranged by her wife by her wife since she was a child. Although the three of them were named master and servant, they were like sisters.

Roland died tragically, not only Yue Qiyun was heartbroken, but Gladiola was also very sad. At this time, her greatest wish was to seek justice for Roland.

"Since King Barbarian Khan has promised, he will definitely avenge Roland. Let's wait and see how he finds the thief tomorrow!" After Yue Qiyun's telling, Madam Zhao basically had no respect for Yuan Lie in her heart, and her name for him became a Barbarian.

"I guess with the young lady's talent, she must have known the murderer behind the scenes, and she is just waiting for Yuan Lie to give an attitude." Madam Zhao looked at the sleeping Yue Qiyun and whispered.

"Mum is tired for a day. You can go to the small yurt next to you to rest. I will take care of the concubine." Jianlan looked at the bruises in Mama Zhao's eyes, and knew that the old man was very tired, so she persuaded her to go and sleep well for a night.

Yue Qiyun's strolling bed brought by Liang Guo was burned clean by fire. Yuan Lie did not treat her badly and replaced her with a Baifu bed with sandalwood and red sandalwood.

The shape of this bed is similar to the step bed, but the materials are not as good as Huanghuali. The foot of the bed is very spacious. Gladiola found a bed cover and could sleep even if it was just a matter of course.

The night is deep, the grassland washed by rain is peaceful and peaceful, the night sky is high and deep blue, and the stars like gems are twinkling in the deep blue sky, and a crescent moon quietly emits a faint glow.

In the grassland under the colorful stars, everything grows quietly in a silent and silent manner. On this peaceful night, there are shadows in a yurt deep in the grassland.

"Both two, all... are dead?" In the yurt, an oil lamp was dim and the man's voice was low and hoarse.

"Yuan Lie has already grabbed Su Muju, and our people cannot reach it..." Another man also had a hoarse voice, and his intermittent whispering could not be heard clearly.

"......Removing everyone first...this ends!" After a long whisper, the hoarse man suddenly raised his voice slightly.
Chapter completed!