The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei and Yan Fei were stunned. They studied the iron scorpion, which had no eyebrows in the afternoon, and was actually opened by the hair boy.

How is he complicated by such a complicated rune?

Qiao Wei: "Son -"

Yan Fei absolutely: "Jing Yun -"

Jingyun played with the iron scorpion in his hand and looked up innocently. He looked at the squinting mother and Yan Grandpa, and suddenly felt murderous, heavy and heavy!

This iron raft is not big, square and square, the appearance of the length, width and height are almost the same, no more than half a foot.

Xu is the reason that the agency takes up a lot of space, and the inside of the iron scorpion is even smaller.

Don't look at it small, it seems to be a lot of things.

“Hey? What is this?” Jing Yun’s eyes widened and he took out a piece of red enamel clothing.

The color of the material is extremely positive, and the workmanship is excellent. It is like a cloud floating in the hand, but the style seems to be too angry. It is not a fashionable style.

Yunqing has passed away for many years, and what he has left is, and he wants to come and have a vintage.

It’s just that the clothes that were made many years ago are still well preserved, just like the new ones.

"Little sister's clothes." Jing Yun spread the clothes, it is a beautiful and delicate baby apron.

Look at the size of the apron, like three months or less.

In addition to the apron, several people also found a purple safety buckle.

Ping An buckled Qiao Wei saw a lot, with Hetian jade and jadeite mostly, this best purple jade is still the first time to see.

Qiao Wei looked over and over for a long while, did not see what the name, and handed it to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei has been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his knowledge is not shallow. He can see such a clear purple jade.

At first glance, it was foggy purple, facing the light, and smudged a layer of faint cherry pink.

Yan Fei never wondered: "How can people use purple jade as a safety buckle?"

"Ziyu can't do the safety buckle?" Qiao Wei is not very familiar with these ancient jade articles.

Yan Fei shook his head and looked at the purple jade in his hand. He said: "This is not the case. There are also shop selling purple jade safety buckles, but very few. It is not common in the girders. I have no more of this texture of purple jade. I have seen it."

Qiao Wei took the Pingan buckle without a trace: "I will accept it first!"

Yan Fei’s little eyes are stunned, you will not be privately swallowed?

"Silver lock." Jing Yun grabbed a collar, and a light and delicate long life lock was hung on the collar.

Long life lock is the thing that the elders in the family give to their children. Qiao Wei’s first reaction is: "How is it not gold?"

Yan Fei absolutely said: "You don't understand this? Children can't wear gold when they are born. They must wear silver and then wear gold."

"Why?" Qiao Wei asked inexplicably.

Yan Fei absolutely said: "The old man said so! Wear silver in 100 days, wear gold after age."

Qiao Wei sighed and said: "Look for gold!"

Jing Yun dumped all the things in the dice on the table. As a result, except for the clothes of several small babies and a few crumpled prescriptions, nothing was left.

Qiao Wei put things on the table one by one: baby's clothing, qi and blood prescription, Ziyu safe buckle, silver long life lock.

When she put a long life lock, she inadvertently found the word on the back of the long life lock. At night, she turned helplessly and turned a small white eye and asked Jing Yundao: "Son, what is written on this?"

Jingyun picked up the long life lock and said in a word: "Xin Yu, October, 19, Yongzheng."

Qiao Wei's eyebrows pick one: "Birthday characters?"

......

In the evening, Ji Mingxiu returned to the palace from Yunzhong City. The first thing was to ask if Yan Fei had opened Yunqing’s nephew.

Yan Fei was hit hard, and he went back to the house early to make up his own skills.

When Ji Mingxiu returned to the room, Qiao Wei had sent her son to the house of the Queen of the Night. She was sitting alone in the room, staring at the pile of relics on the table.

When Ji Mingxiu saw the open iron raft on the table, he guessed that these were the relics of Yunqing.

"Opened?" he asked.

Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "Your son is open."

Ji Mingxiu was a glimpse. Then, he smiled and said: "I don't want to be my son, the tiger father has no dogs."

Qiao Wei glanced at him silently: "Hey, I really put gold on my face."

Ji Mingxiu sat down on her side, moved the stool and held her tightly.

Her soft body is like a fine nephrite, with a faint scent that makes people want to break into their arms.

He gently wrapped her slender waist, stroking his little waist with no trace of flesh, and his heart was pregnant, how could it still be so thin?

He touched her slightly raised belly, but it was quite round.

He didn't dare to force, afraid to hurt his third child, and gently touched it and pulled his hand back.

He looked at the things on the table: "These are the relics of Yunqing?"

Qiao Wei said resentfully: "Yes, it is a little child's stuff and a few prescriptions that I can open. It's nothing special. Why do he use the lock of the thousand-machine lock, which makes me think that there is something big? Secret!"

Ji Mingxiu said: "The secret is there, you can see if you can find it."

Qiao Wei took a look at the scorpion: "Is it?"

Ji Mingxiu looked at the clothes first. There is nothing special about it. Yunqing is a shackle. It is not surprising that some children will be kept.

Ji Mingxiu saw the purple jade safety buckle, this purple jade value is worthy of a city, it is a baby.

The prescription... Ji Mingxiu passed by for a while, and his gaze fell on the long-life lock.

The back of the lock has a birthday character.

Xin Xin, October, 19, Yongzheng.

"These are the things that Yunxiao was a child?" Qiao Wei asked.

Ji Mingxiu indulged for a moment and shook his head.

"No?" Qiao Wei asked the blind man.

Ji Mingxiu thought: "The birth of Yunxiao is October 17."

"Are you sure?" Qiao Wei asked.

"Yeah." Ji Mingxiu nodded. After confirming that the woman was born in the medical hall, Ji Mingxiu asked the woman to find out the books of the medical institution many years ago, and accurately inferred according to the medications recorded in the books. The date of Yunxiao’s birth is exactly October 17. “It’s not a secret to the birth of Yunxiao. Many people in the Faith know.”

Qiao Wei didn't understand this: "Since Yunxiao was born on October 17, why is it that the long-lived lock is to be engraved on October 19? It is wrong... or... Is this not his?"

During the electric light stone fire, Qiao Wei suddenly realized what he was, and he said, "This...will not be the son of the lotus guard?"

Ji Mingxiu sighed: "It is very possible."

Qiao Wei looked at the small pants and small apron on the table: "That... these clothes are also the child?"

Ji Mingxiu nodded again: "It should be." The things of Yunxiao can be left in the Faith without being so concealed.

Qiao Wei said with emotion: "These things must be important to Yunqing. He will lock with a thousand locks. I didn't expect him to like the lotus care method, but he couldn't put it on this child."

Ji Mingxiu touched the longevity of the life-changing eight-character word: "The tiger poison does not eat, the child has not grown up beside him, and his heart is worried about him, afraid that it is more than Yunzhu."

"This man is a bit indecisive." Qiao Wei held his elbows on the table and held a pair of gangsters. "Then you said... Where did the child go? Is he still alive?"

Ji Mingxiu paused: "I don't know, but there is one thing to be sure. If this child is still alive, Yunqing can't possibly go to see him."

Qiao Wei’s eyes lit up: “If you find this child, you can find contact with Yunqing.”

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "Yes. Yunqing is not a person who will wipe out the traces. I can see his relics. He likes to think about things. He has left children here. There must be something left on the child's side."

Qiao Wei was so excited that he sat up straight: "As long as you find this child, you can prove that the lotus guard method and Yunqing have an affair!"

......

The secluded bedroom is filled with a strong scent of medicine.

There was no burning light in the house, only the moonlight passed through the white window paper and was cast on the ground.

The cloud sleeps on a spacious bed, groggy and weak.

嘎吱——

The door was pushed open.

The moonlight came in, and even a figure was photographed on the cold ground.

A plain figure walked in slowly.

The owner of the figure holds a cold dagger in his hand.

The people came to the bed step by step, picked up the account, and looked at the unconscious clouds.

The cold light on the dagger reflected on the eyes of the clouds.

The cloud is weak and can't do anything at all.

The people clenched the dagger and held it high.

It can be mentioned for a long while, and this dagger has not been tied.

The eyes of the coming people are a little bit red, and the scorpion has passed the hatred of the sky.

Just as she struggled to get the dagger into the cloud's chest, Yuehua pushed in a wheelchair.

Yuehua took advantage of this horror scene, and for a while, he was shocked and grabbed a piece of silver, and threw it at the other’s dagger!

With a bang, the other's dagger was destroyed.

She sat on the edge of the bed all at once, sweating like a bean.

Yuehua joined the door and pushed the wheelchair to the other side of the body. He gave the other person a cold look. He pressed the bass and said: "Are you crazy? Did you run to assassinate the leader! If I take a step late, are you already? Brewing a big disaster?!"

The lotus guard method leaned against the pillars on the bed, and the tears filled the eyes, but the eyes were extremely sluggish.

She didn't seem to hear the words of Yuehua, but she was so dull.

Yuehua saw a desperate despair from her face.

He did not like this woman. He even married this woman. He also thought that if she died, she might become the first confidant of the leader, but with so many negative emotions, he was still full of her. The despair of the face shook.

He never knew that this chilly to the ultimate woman, even had a day of being beaten down, not the enemy who defeated her, the man she was closest to.

Yuehua did not become a relative, did not have a child, can not say that he feels the same, but looking at her like this, he is indeed somewhat unbearable.

"Hey, you..." Yuehua sighed and his tone softened. "Why are you suffering? Even if the teacher is not your own, it is also your big-handedness. It was not his fault. He did not choose. How can you put the account on his head?"

He said so, but he knew that things were not light.

This is the life that should have belonged to her son, but the son of another woman was stolen. Her son’s whereabouts are unknown. It’s not a matter of death or death. I don’t know if these years have been good... she raised her carelessly. The son of others, let him eat and eat, let him be high-powered, all her best, including her own life, all gave him, but her son?

Where is her son?

Was it treated so gently, or grew up in poverty?

Did he suffer?

Is there a mother?

Is there any bullying?

Do you have……

There are too many, like a sharp knife, one after another, screaming at her heart.

How can she not hate? How can you not complain? How can you not want to kill this guy who occupies the nest?

But Yunxiao is his teacher.

He couldn't watch the cloud die in her hand.

Yunxiao’s natural death is gone, and if she is killed, he will be regarded as her complicity.

The thought flashed, Yuehua long sighed and said with a strong heart: "Lian Huo Law, Lian Shijie, you calm down, listen to me first, the mistake that has been made, there is no way to recover, but nothing happened, you can still save of."

The lotus guards looked at the top of the book as if they were dying.

Yuehua said: "You are sure that you gave birth to a child in the past. Is it true that I know the Yunqing leader, he will not care about the child, he must have secretly raised the child, he does not I will go to see him too often, but I will not go away. If you think about it carefully, have you done anything strange before the Qing dynasty?

The dawn of the lotus protection method lived.

......

The first month, Mei Rui fragrance.

This winter is not cold, there are no snows to say, and it is particularly warm.

The maid is holding a three-month-old child and sitting in the sun under the gallery.

There is a cradle on the cloister.

The child fell asleep, and the maid put the chubby child into the cradle and gently shook it.

Yunqing took the baggage out of the house.

The maid turned back and saw him, gently stepped forward and looked at the baggage in his hand: "Brother, where are you going?"

Yun Qing smiled and said: "I have something to do. I have to go down the mountain. In these few days, let the children stay in Yinhu Island."

The maid rejoices: "Okay."

Yunqing daggers, striding forward.

When she passed the maid, the maid took the courage and took the wrist of Yunqing and looked at him with affection: "Brother."

Yun Qing glanced at the yard that had already been emptied and smiled. "What happened, Shimei?"

The maid licked her lips: "After a hundred days, can the brothers come back before the 100th banquet?"

Yun Qing smiled and said: "Of course, my son is my son, I will definitely come back."

The maid still grabbed his wrist and did not loosen it.

Yun Qing asked: "What else is there for the sister?"

The maid bowed her head: "You... haven't seen me for a long time."

Yunqing screamed: "Is your body well-fed?"

The maid nodded shyly: "Okay."

Yun Qing took her hand: "When I come back this time, I will go to your room."

The maid was blushing.

"Teacher!"

A disciple looked in a hurry.

The two quickly released each other's hands.

Because of the strength of the road, Yunqing’s sleeves fell out of a thing.

Yunqing had no time to go, and the disciple had come to him and respectfully reported: "The carriages are all ready, when will the leader leave?"

Yun Qingdao: "When you are waiting outside, I have something to explain to the deacon of Lian Da."

"Yes!"

The disciple has retired.

The maid picked up the fallen thing and found it to be a delicate long life lock. Although it was silver, it was beautifully created. The back of the lock was engraved with a birthday character.

"Nineteen? Isn't the child not seventeen?" the waitress asked wonderingly.

Yun Qing was busy taking the long life lock: "Yeah, I... I clearly said that the locksmith was wrong, and it was made into nineteen. I am going to find him! I will be there." My son came back before the 100th banquet and gave him the long life lock!"

......

"Long life lock." Lian Huo said.

Yuehua Weiwei: "What lock?"

"Yun Qing... People have played two long-life locks, one is cloud, the other is..." The lotus guard's chest was violently ups and downs.

Yuehua pressed his hand and told her not to be excited: "I am going to find the locksmith of the year. You are waiting for me on the island. Don't do stupid things, do you know?"

The teardrops of the Lotus Protection Law slammed down: "You have to find him..."

Yuehua understands who is "he" in her mouth and tries to appease her: "I will, as long as he is still alive, I will bring him back. Well, I will not tell you, now Ji Mingxiu and Yunzhu must also be looking for him. If you let them go first, your relationship with the Yunqing leader will not be hidden!"