When Si Mulan's face suddenly turned pale when she heard what he said.

Gu Tingchun on the other side had a bump flickered between her eyebrows. She looked at her eldest son and said, "Mu Yun, if this is the case, what should we think of?"

“…”

"Looking at this, that dead girl doesn't want to help."

A little haze flashed in Si Muyun's eyes.

He said coldly: "Don't worry, Mother, I have another move."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The two little maids walked slowly in the Si family mansion with Nan Yan. Nan Yan's face was a little pale, and when they saw the familiar and unfamiliar scenery around them, their eyes gradually became a little confused.

She was almost forgetting this past of her.

Perhaps it is because she herself should enter the palace, which is a new beginning of her life.

And all the humiliation she suffered in this place was thrown away by her. Until now, when she returned to this place, she remembered it again.

She also saw a small woodshed in the corner of the garden.

Although as a second lady, she has her own room, she rarely lives in it. Most of her childhood, she was punished to spend the small woodshed with airtight on all sides.

Mosquito bites in summer, and the wind is biting in winter.

These memories suddenly became vivid.

The little maid walking in front whispered: "Miss Second, I'm here."

Nanyan took back his mind and looked up. He finally arrived at the Xirong Hall where his grandmother lived.

This place is not as brightly lit as the main hall, but the two red lanterns in front of the door that symbolize the New Year still decorate the place with joy and warmth.

When I was a child, this was my temporary safe haven.

She walked in and the room was very warm, a kind-looking old woman with a graceful face was sitting on the couch and dozing off.

Her clothes were also gorgeous, and she wore Zhucui on her head that suited her identity. She looked like a graceful and luxurious old lady, but her wrinkles and unconsciously frowning also revealed the hardships she experienced in this life.

She is Tong Yuhua, the old wife of the Si family.

Nanyan walked over gently.

The old man was sleeping lightly. He woke up immediately when he heard Nan Yan's footsteps. He opened his somewhat cloudy eyes and looked up at her: "You are"

Nanyan squatted down and whispered: "Grandma..."

Mrs. Tong looked at her for a while and finally recognized her. A loving smile immediately appeared on her wrinkled face: "Nanyan, my Nanyan is back!"

While talking, he wanted to reach out to hug her.

Nan Yan also crawled into her arms and felt that her old and weak arms were trying to embrace her as much as possible, as if she had hugged countless times in the past.

She whispered: "Grandmother, granddaughter is back."

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Tong held her while patting her on the back, and said shakingly as if she was a child: "I haven't come back to see me for so long. Do you hate me, the old lady?"

"Where can my granddaughter do you? My granddaughter misses you too."

"They said you went out to do business, what's the matter?"

“…”

"I miss you..."

Nan Yan's tears flowed out.

She whispered: "The granddaughter is unfilial..."
Chapter completed!