I'm the villain's own mother

Song Zhujun smiled and said: "That's right. With the weather like this, it's best to enjoy the cool air in the back hall." He patted the low couch beside him. "Come on, try it!"

Mu Wanwan walked over and lay on her side on the low couch.

"Why do you have two couches for yourself?"

Song Zhujun smiled mysteriously: "You wouldn't think that such a luxurious and spacious place like Ban Fenghe was prepared for me before, right?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Isn't it?"

Song Zhujun smiled: "It was probably twelve years ago, the year of the Yushou Sect's revolution. After my sister and I were taken back to Fufang Xiaozhu by our family, my sister often felt unwell. After my father and mother diagnosed and treated my sister, we prepared

Let my sister rest for a while. It happened to be that Ban Feng He was under construction. This place was quiet and remote, and my father and mother together were just right. So they prepared to expand it and prepare the furnishings inside.

After working hard for more than half a year, the work finally stopped. But my sister was unwilling to move in, so my parents had to demolish the place where she and I lived before and build a bigger palace for her. She was not in good health at that time.

Living with my parents, I was driven here. Maybe I thought they would be happier without me disturbing them, so I have been living here since then."

Mu Wanwan paused and said, "That's it."

Song Zhujun was also lying on the couch at this moment, picking up a sachet and playing with it.

"Now that I think about it, this is the only thing that counts me lucky, and it is also thanks to my sister. Speaking of which, the couch you are lying on was originally my mother's sleep. Because she was afraid that my sister would live here, she

At that time, I was planning to come and accompany him, but after I moved in, no one came in except for sweeping."

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "According to your words, after the change of the Beast Control Sect twelve years ago, half a year after the construction of Banfenghe was removed, then you have lived in it for about eleven years. Based on your age, you lived there at that time

You're only nine years old when you come in. Aren't you afraid?"

Song Zhujun thought for a while: "As time goes by, I won't be afraid anymore. The gods and ghosts in this world are not deceptive."

Mu Wanwan didn't say anything, she just thought of her childhood.

When she was a child, she was extremely afraid of the dark. She was always afraid to go out alone, and even went to the toilet. In order to encourage herself, her parents deliberately locked her out of the door and let her cry. Later, she never said anything again.

She is afraid of the dark, because no one cares whether she is afraid or not.

In fact, it’s not that I’m not afraid, but that I don’t dare to be afraid anymore.

Song Zhujun looked relaxed and handed out the sachet that he had been playing with for a long time.

"This is the rose flower sachet I made before going down the mountain. Take it and put it on your pillow at night to soothe your mood and help you fall asleep faster."

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Song Zhujun turned over and sat up.

"No one has knocked on the door of my half Fenghe for so many years. Let me go and have a look."

Mu Wanwan nodded and watched Song Zhujun walk out.

She felt a little bored, so she sat up. When she looked at Song Zhujun's couch, she found many sachets. She felt a little novel and walked over.

There were a bunch of sachets, some old and new. The gold thread on the new sachets was still a bit prickly, but the old ones had been washed and had white edges.

She picked them up one by one and smelled them. Each sachet had a different smell.

The person who said, "As time goes by, I won't be afraid anymore." The side of the couch and pillows were filled with sachets that can help people relax and help them sleep.

Song Zhujun kept walking along the way he came and heard some faint voices.

"If the little lady were still half Fenghe, she would be in the back hall now! In the past, the little miss would like to run to the back hall at this time. The back hall is quiet and cool. It is just a bit far away. Please wait a moment."

"How big is this half maple load to be able to walk for so long?" The closer I got, the clearer I could hear it was Su Hu's voice.

"Sir, you have forgotten everything I told you on the way. This half maple lotus is a little smaller than the garden of the master and his wife. If you include the sea of ​​flowers outside, it is even bigger than the garden of the master and his wife.

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Jiang Yingsi's eyes moved slightly but he said nothing.

The door was opened from the inside, Song Zhujun's head popped out, and then he opened the door and said, "Why are you here?"

Su Hu smiled, pulled Huaiyu and walked in: "Of course there is nowhere to go."

Feng Yuan smiled and stepped in: "Nao Nuo."

Meng Die followed closely behind.

Jiang Yingxi finally walked in and was stunned at the sight.

"It's so big."

Song Zhujun didn't hear clearly, and just spoke to the child outside the door: "Logically speaking, you are helping out during such an important banquet. If you come here like this, won't you be punished?"

The child smiled: "There are so many people, and Douzi is not missing one." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Besides, they are all friends of the little lady. Douzi is willing to be punished for the sake of the little lady."

Song Zhujun smiled: "Then you won't go back, you will serve me here."

The kid smiled and scratched the back of his head: "No, little miss. I'll go back now while I can. I'll get as little punishment as possible."

Song Zhujun nodded.

When the door closed again, Jiang Yingsi was the only one left who had not moved.

Song Zhujun suddenly thought that Jiang Yingsi had said something, but he and Douzi couldn't hear clearly.

So he reached out and patted Jiang Yingsi on the shoulder: "Master Jiang, what did you just say?"

Jiang Yingsi was in a daze at the moment, but was suddenly slapped and came back to his senses.

Hearing Song Zhujun's question, he thought for a moment and said, "I said your residence is really big." Just as Song Zhujun was about to speak, Jiang Yingsi answered again: "I heard that the kid said you moved in eleven years ago.

How scary it must be for such a small person to live in such a big place."

Song Zhujun's heart trembled hard at that moment, with a little sourness and a little pain. She had tried so hard to hide her inner feelings, and even Mu Wanwan was vague and wanted to fool her.

past.

But why did Jiang Yingsi say it so normally?

"Why do you ask that?" Song Zhujun calmed down and said with a smile.

Jiang Yingxi turned to look at Song Zhujun's smiling face. He was a little embarrassed for a moment. The expression on his face did not change, but he secretly suppressed the redness at the tips of his ears.

"Well, I don't. I just think of the time when I first entered Taiyan Palace. Although Taiyan Palace is not as luxurious as your sects, it is much bigger than the small village where I live. I went there and lived there.

The first night, because the place was so big, I was so scared that I couldn't sleep. I would have been scared to death if I had lived in such a place." Jiang Yingsi said this sincerely, and Song Zhujun smiled after hearing it.

"Well, I've forgotten how I felt when I moved in." Song Zhujun got a lot closer when he said this, and after saying that, he ran to chase the others.

Jiang Yingsi stood there stunned.

I couldn't help but wonder, am I so ridiculous?