"Yong'er!" The woman looked up, her eyes filled with tears.

"Auntie, it's really you. Get up quickly, get up first!"

After missing for many years, Fang Yoon could not hide his excitement and hurried forward to help the person up.

At this time, the Madam Jin from the needle and thread office next to her was a little confused. She looked at Fang Yoong with a puzzled look on her face and then at Song Qiuhe. She never thought that this woman who had only been in the palace for four or five days was actually the most favored aunt of Fang Liangdi.

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Thinking about how polite I was to Song Qiuhe these days, Madam Jin breathed a little relieved.

He hurriedly said to the side, "There is such a coincidence. I have committed a crime. I don't know that Mrs. Song is Liangdi's aunt, otherwise I wouldn't have asked her to be a job in the needle and threading bureau!"

"It's okay." Fang Yoon waved his hand.

At this moment, she was full of her heart on the aunt who looked seventy-sixth-slightly similar to her mother.

His mother, Song Yumei, is only three years old, and if her mother lives to this point, she might be like this.

But it was wrong. Looking at Song Qiuhe's face, she was less than forty years old now, but she looked like she was fifty and seemed to be suffering.

When Fang Yoon discovered this, he really lost the mind to deal with Madam Jin.

He called Yanwei over and asked Madam Jin to take Madam Jin to the second girl's place to measure the ruler first, and then he pulled his aunt to sit down at the table.

"Auntie, how could you go to the East Palace to do things? Isn't my uncle doing the fabric business? Logically, the situation at home should be good."

Looking at Fang Yoon, Song Qiuhe was tearful and wiped the corners of her eyes before sighing.

"Since your mother had something like that, after she passed away, she had no blessing from the Fang family, and her uncle's business was getting worse day by day. Later, he became addicted to gambling and spent all the money in the family in less than two years. You said

Brother, he is sick and has no money to treat him. He has become a sick person. He coughs all day long, and he keeps medicine in his mouth, and his cousin."

Speaking of this, Song Qiuhe suddenly burst into tears and covered her face and started crying.

Fang Xuan frowned, held her hand and asked softly.

"What's wrong with my cousin?"

"Dan Niang was sold by your uncle!" Song Qiuhe burst into tears and said choking, "Your uncle can't pay off the gambling debt, so he gave your cousin to the casino boss as a concubine. Last year, she got pregnant with twins, and the original casino was originally

The boss has no son, so she will have a good life after giving birth, but she has a severe birth, and the mother and son are gone!”

Hearing this, Fang Xuan felt cold all over and felt uncomfortable.

Although she hasn't seen her aunt for more than eight years since she was ten years old, when she was young, she still remembers the matter of sending money to the mansion to subsidize her and her mother.

At that time, my aunt would always bring her some fashionable fabrics, ready-made clothes, or other gadgets, and she loved her very much.

Unexpectedly, after my mother passed away, not only did she fall into hell, but she also lived in dire straits with her aunt.

Seeing Fang Yoon's face darkened, Song Qiuhe seemed to have something to think about, touched her tears, and quickly stopped crying.

"Auntie had known that you had entered the East Palace to serve, but I didn't know if you were doing well. It was a coincidence that I could go to the East Palace to serve. I was going to the washing machine, but the manager saw me weaving and embroidery.

I had good skills, so I transferred me to the needlework bureau to be the clothes of the slaves. Today I have time. I heard that Madam Jin was coming to you, so I begged her to bring me with me."

"Don't worry, my aunt is not here to ask you to make Qiufeng. Now I work in the needle and thread office. The moon silver here is higher than outside, which is enough to buy medicine for your cousin. My aunt comes to see if you are doing well."

Song Qiuhe felt heartbroken all over her eyes, and she didn't forget to explain, as if she was afraid that Fang Xuan would misunderstand.

With the old love in my heart, Fang Yoon still had a good impression of this legitimate aunt, so he waved his hand and said.

"What did my aunt say? Although I am not prominent now, life is over. How can I watch you and my cousin suffer? Now that you have entered the palace, let me stay in the needle and thread office first.

Think about ways to see if you can be transferred or let you out of the palace. I won’t ignore my cousin’s illness outside.”

When Song Qiuhe heard her say this, her eyes lit up and she immediately looked a little embarrassed again.

"How can this make me? I know that life in the palace is not easy. Looking at the scenery, there are no ones who are not tired."

"Why do you have to be polite to me?" Fang Yoon held her hand, his eyes seemed to be looking through her, looking at his mother's appearance, "My mother is gone, and my aunt is half my mother."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiuhe also nodded with tears.

However, now there are different identities, Fang Yoon still didn't keep her for too long.

After saying half an hour, I basically learned about my aunt's situation and let her go back to the needlework and thread office to take the job first.

After seeing the person off, Fang Yoon ordered the little maid outside to close the door, then held Qingrong's hand and sat down in the inner room.

"Liao Di first drinks a cup of tea and relieves your mood." Qingrong whispered.

Seeing Fang Xuan closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows slightly annoyed, she was also a little worried.

Qingrong is a few years older than Fang Yoon, so naturally she remembers Song Qiuhe and knows that she is very similar to Fang Yoon's mother, so she is also worried that Fang Yoon will miss people when she sees them.

After all, the unjust death of her mother was a pain that Fang Xuan had been lingering in her heart.

But unexpectedly, Fang Xuan was silent for a moment and raised his eyes and asked the first sentence.

"Do you think there is anything strange about your aunt entering the palace?"

"ah?"

Qingrong didn't react, but then he saw Fang Xuan frowning slightly, with a little doubt in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"I was really happy and excited to see her. Now I calmed down and thought about it carefully, but I felt that something was wrong. What was the way she entered the palace? She hadn't mentioned a word just now."

"Does Liangdi be afraid that she has any problems?"

Qingrong thought of this level and asked.

"I hope I'm too sensitive, but I'm afraid that people's hearts will change after not seeing each other for many years." Fang Yoon sighed lightly, his eyes complicated, "Sometimes I also feel that my suspicion is too serious, but Qingrong, I bet

No, I have to check all the people and things around me of unknown origins carefully.”

When Qingrong heard her say this, she felt heartbroken.

Walking to her, he squatted down, his hands rested on her knees, and said gently.

"Liao Di was afraid of those people with scorpion hearts in Fang Mansion. It's not your fault. The palace is even more dangerous. You must be careful. Don't worry, I will go and investigate quietly."

"Okay, you are the one I trust the most."

Fang Xuan gently held Qingrong's hand and whispered.

Soon, Qingrong found out how Song Qiuhe entered the palace.

There was no problem. The clothes washing bureau and the miscellaneous bureau were short of staff, so they recruited people in a small range outside the palace. Song Qiuhe wanted to enter the palace, so she gritted her teeth and stuffed some money to the manager, and then she came in.

Of course, it was also because of this little money that she did not go to the washing clothes bureau, but entered the needle and thread bureau. Although she was knitting clothes for the servants of the East Palace, it was still quite relaxed.

I also met Fang Yoon.

Outside the uterus, Qingrong also sent someone to inquire about the sick cousin. He was indeed sick all the time and could take medicine all year round and take care of himself.

Song Qiuhe took him to escape from her husband, and now she relies on herself to earn money to treat her children.

After hearing this, Fang Yoon took some precautions and wondered where to arrange his aunt.

After all, this is one of the few relatives who have been nice to her.

But before she could figure it out, the incident had spread in the backyard.

In the morning, when I greeted me in Wutong Garden, someone took the initiative to ask her about this.
Chapter completed!