The midsummer is already setting, and the autumn is coming. The sky is as clear as washing, clean without a trace of clouds, only the pure blue, as if it had been rendered by ink and wash

Compared to the unrestrained flying of summer, autumn is quiet, mature, and full of charm and deep.

Under the big sycamore tree, Yu Zhengran, wearing a white robe, stood with her hands down, her eyes wide open. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves of the sycamore fell one after another, like a group of golden butterflies, dancing around her...

"Cousin's words" repeatedly echoed in Yu Zhengran's ears:

"My Gillian is a miserable person. She doesn't want to be a concubine. She told me that after she gets married, she will find a beautiful mountain, a beautiful little village, and give birth to a group of cute children."

"She finally had a child and was aborted in less than three months. She never could have children again. Gillian, who likes children the most, never tasted the taste of being a mother in her life."

"Giao died and died of cold symptoms. I begged the doctor and gave him the family-born jade cabbage, so I was able to pretend to be a servant who made medicine and follow her into the mansion and meet her for the last time."

"The tummy is buried with a veil that Gillian gave me when we last met. She died the next day, and the doctor told me. The mansion didn't care about the death of a concubine at all. It was buried in a hurry, as if a kitten and a dog died."

"I know Gillian doesn't want to stay in that far away place. She wants to go home, so I came back with her veil."

...

After Yu Zhengran returned to Beijing, he sent two groups of people to pretend to be businessmen and refugees to sneak to the Northeast. He wants to know more...

That Gillian was pitiful. But she couldn't be his mother.

Dumb Zhang brought a bowl of water over and said, "Is this trip going smoothly?"

Yu Zhengran raised his head and drank it all in one go: "It went smoothly."

Suddenly I felt something was wrong. Mute Zhang never asked about him before, and had just guarded him, never asked a word.

Yu Zhengran remembered that day he casually told someone to investigate his mother's affairs. Mute Zhang seemed to be choking by the imported tea he had just drunk...

These two abnormal behaviors were just coincidentals? Yu Zhengran frowned, if not. What Mute Zhang is concerned about today is his errand or his "mother" business?

Yu Zhengran just instinctively felt strange. He didn't doubt Mute Zhang anything. After getting along over the years, he could be sure that Mute Zhang had no malice towards him and was determined to protect him; second, Mute Zhang could not be his father's person, and even, the people who Mute Zhang had taken over the years, Zhuangzi and Mute Zhang did everything that Mute Zhang did, can be said to be "teaching" him to guard against his father.

Yu Zhengran didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said, "Monkey Zhang. My father allowed me to go to the southwest to assassinate Prince Yong."

Dumb Zhang's face changed and he blurted out: "No. Absolutely not."

Yu Zhengran's eyes darkened: "Why? I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"..." Mute Zhang was stunned for a moment, "What are you afraid of? Of course, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed. No one will be able to live in my old age in the future. Prince Yong is very skilled in martial arts, and the guards around him are secretly guarding Ruyun. Assassinating Prince Yong? Do you think they are the princes in the capital who only know how to enjoy the happiness and play with women?"

The mute Zhangdai was fluent and righteous, but Yu Zhengran did not miss the panic and worry that flashed through his eyes.

"Okay," Mute Zhang also saw the two points of fun in Yu Zhengran's eyes. He seemed to realize that it was not easy to block it, and added. "If you must go, I will go with you. You know, my martial arts skills are no worse than you, and my experience is richer than you."

Yu Zhengran smiled and turned rapidly, changing the topic: "I sent A Si and the others to the Northeast."

Mute Zhang was stunned by the sudden change of topic and said, "Well, it's okay, you've been outside alone since childhood, so you have to know more. Even if you... your father really loves you, can you guarantee that your brothers are not bad at you? To them, you are a completely stranger, or a stranger with a threat of interest."

Yu Zhengran smiled and said, "That's what I think, Mute Zhang, I'm going home. Now the weather has changed, so you should keep your old injuries warm."

The mute Zhang nodded: "You go, wait, remember, if you really go to the southwest, you have to call me, otherwise I will not spare you. I have followed you for so many years, but I don't want anyone to collect my body and bury me in the end."

Yu Zhengran had already floated away without even looking back: "Don't worry, I will not only bury you, but also worship you every year." Mute Zhang's mouth was tight and could not be pried open, but his mind was not as fast as his.

Mute Zhang stood in the position where Yu Zhengran was standing before looking up at the sky. What should he do? Sometimes he felt sure, but sometimes he was a little confused. He had no evidence, but he just felt that there was a scar on his arm.

He did not dare to act rashly, for fear that he would not only fail to make up for it, but also make a big mistake because of his own self-righteousness.

There is another problem, even if it is not... He and Yu Zhengran have really had feelings for each other over the years. He is a child who is cold on the surface but has a very strong sense of feelings in the heart. If Yu Zhengran really faces the prince, who should he help?

When Yu Zhengran returned to the mansion, Ma Linger came up and said, "Husband, are you back? Mr. Yu came to see you and said you want to fund the two families in the 'Zhiqian Private School' who had undergone a sudden change, but were very talented."

Yu Zhengran nodded: "That's right, I've seen those two children, who are very smart and diligent. If you train them well, you will definitely have a future in the future. Madam, you won't object, right?"

Ma Ling'er smiled and said, "Of course not. This is a good deed. What I want to say is, is it okay to leave such a small matter to me? My dowry shop and farm produce a lot every year." Accumulate more virtue, maybe God can give her a child.

Yu Zhengran was stunned and smiled and said, "Madam is intent, so I am naturally willing to fulfill my wish. You should worry more about things so as not to think about it all day long." Just when he came back yesterday, Ma Ling'er was about to open his face to the eldest maid Ruyue around her. Yu Zhengran refused. Not to mention anything else, he is now focusing on his own life experience, so how can he feel that way?

Ma Ling'er's face turned red, but her heart was very sweet. She naturally knew what Yu Zhengran said about "difficult thoughts". Last night, Yu Zhengran refused to open his face to Ruyue, saying that they were still young and had no hurry and could only get pregnant with them if they were broad-minded.

Yu Zhengran felt guilty. He would drink medicine in advance every time, so how could Ma Ling'er have a child?

However, he didn't prepare last night, so he didn't take medicine. If Ma Ling'er was really pregnant last night, maybe it was God's gift to her?

He suddenly remembered his "cousin" and said with a sad look: "Giao has never tasted the taste of being a mother in her life."
Chapter completed!