The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  There is also the booklet that Ye Lansheng just put there on the table. Nan Nan is most afraid that his mother will know that he has private money.

   Nan Nan turned around hurriedly to put away the brochure, but Yu Qingluo had already walked in. No matter how much he moves, it seems...there is no silver three hundred taels.

   pursed his lips, the little guy sat on the stool pretending to be calm, tilted his body, and carefully covered the booklet.

  Yu Qingluo walked in and saw that Ye Lansheng was also here. She was taken aback for a moment and asked, "What are you talking about?"

   "Ah, I just saw Nan Nan holding a golden lock piece and asked him..."

"Yes, the golden lock piece was given to me by the concubine Wanfei. When we saw the golden lock piece, we thought of the eighth uncle. We were just talking about the eighth uncle." Nan Nan immediately interrupted Ye Lansheng's words. Seriously, "Uncle Eighth is in jail and I don’t know what’s going on anymore. As Eighth Uncle’s most beloved nephew, we need to care about whether he has enough food and clothing, whether he has been wronged, and whether he has been wronged. Things about Empress Wanwan became unhappy."

   Ye Lansheng pursed her lips slightly, quite aggrieved. He didn't plan to tell Aunt Qing about Nan Nan's private money. Why is Nan Nan so nervous? As soon as it touched the matter of silver, it became unstable.

   Nan Nan coughed slightly, and his eyes rolled.

   Ye Lansheng is helpless, forget it, he doesn't know Nan Nan's obsession with silver.

   "Aunt Qing came to find Nan Nan, is there anything wrong?"

  Yu Qingluo nodded, "It's something." She just came out of Ye Xiudu's study.

Ye Lansheng heard what she said, and immediately got off the stool obediently, and said with his head up, "Aunt Qing and Nan Nan, let’s talk about him. He is also quite entangled with the Eighth Uncle. I still have two chapters of the Analects. Read, go back first."

  Yu Qingluo smiled at him, and asked Mother Xiao behind to give him an umbrella to send him back.

  Until his back disappeared at the corner of the corridor, she pursed her lips and turned her head back.

  Nan Nan just stuffed the pamphlet under the table while she was not paying attention, and when she turned around, she saw her mother sitting in front of her.

  He pursed his mouth in frustration. Just now, it seemed that his movements were not neat enough, and my mother must have seen it.

  Hey, he still...be frank and lenient.

Thinking, Nan Nan’s little hand honestly stretched under the tablecloth, and only halfway through it, he heard Yu Qingluo’s low voice, “Nan Nan, did you say that Menglu gave you a token last time? ?"

   Nan Nan's stretched hand suddenly stiffened, and she was surprised. Then quietly put his hand back, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes: Didn't the mother just see him hiding the pamphlet?

  "South-South?"

   "Huh?" Nan Nan shuddered violently, and hurriedly raised his head to meet Yu Qingluo's gaze. Dang Even coughed heavily and replied solemnly, "Oh, yes, Grandpa Lu gave me a sign last time, mother, what's wrong?"

  Yu Qingluo's expression is complicated, and her fingers can't help but squeeze slightly. After a long while, she stood up, walked slowly to the window, and whispered, "We are going to the Mongolian."

At this moment, Nan Nan, who was still putting his mind on the booklet, was shocked, jumped off the stool and asked in surprise, "Go to the Mongolian? Mother, you, don't you say that we will never go? ?"

  Isn’t the mother worried that after he went to the Mongols, Grandpa Lu would treat him as the heir to continue training? Didn't she put an end to all the ways that he could contact Grandpa Lu?

  Now, how come he has offered to go to the Mongolian people instead?

  Yu Qingluo rubbed her eyebrows, naturally she didn't want to go there. She still cares a little about Menglu, and still blames him, but...

  "Grandma Ge, you are in the Mongol ethnic group now, and...may be dangerous."

Nan Nan's pupils suddenly enlarged, grabbing Yu Qingluo's sleeves and climbing on her back in twos or twos, and eagerly asked, "Is there Mother Ge's whereabouts? Mother, is it true? Is Mother Ge really in the Mongolian ethnic group? Well, let's go now."

  Yuqing Liao was almost overwhelmed by him, and the depression that had been depressed was also dissipated by him. She turned her head and glared at him angrily, "You come down to me."

   "Oh." Nan Nan slid off Yu Qingluo's back obediently. Doesn't he feel that he is small and it is inconvenient to stand on the ground and talk to his mother? My mother didn't know how to be considerate and considerate of him, so she squatted down and talked with him face-up.

  However, after working hard for more than half a year and finally knowing the whereabouts of Grandma Ge, Nan Nan was still very excited.

  He hurriedly rushed back to his closet and began to tinker out all the clothes inside, tidying up one by one.

   "Mother, my handsome dress seems to be with you. You must bring that one."

   "Mother, how much money do we have to bring? Ah, anyway, the money is with you. You can decide for yourself. Just don't leave me hungry."

  "Mother, I don’t have pearl powder anymore. You can give me some of it when you turn around. I will go to see Grandma Ge in vain."

"Mother, I seem to have a lot of things this month. They are all more important. I don’t want to throw them away. I probably used two big boxes to pack them. By the way, I should leave a carriage alone for me. Something."

   "Mother..."

Yu Qingluo twitched the corners of his mouth, watching him pouting his hips in front of the closet and twisting his small body, resisting the urge to kick over from behind, took a slow and deep breath, and said word by word. "I didn't say to leave now."

  Nan Nan’s twisting **** stopped, she paused, and turned her head quickly. There was a mess on his head, and he took it to the side in twos or twos and asked in surprise, "Huh? Don't you leave now? Aren't we in a hurry?"

   Urgent, of course urgent, but...

   "Ye Haoran is still in jail now, and I don't know what the emperor will do with him, this knot of bones can't go away."

  What's more, she has a deal with Wanfei Empress, and Ye Haoran must be safe and sound. Although it was Ye Xiu Duo who had contributed money and effort to protect Ye Haoran, she had to watch him get along well before she had fulfilled her promise.

  Furthermore, Jin Liuli's current situation is not optimistic.

  In the past few days, she obviously felt that Jin Liuli was much more silent. The more things she was awake, the clearer some thoughts became. Ye Haoran never showed up, she must have guessed something. Even if the servants of the palace were silent, they couldn't stop Jin Liuli from thinking.

  The wound on her body opened yesterday inexplicably, thinking it was caused by emotional instability.

   Such a golden glass, Yu Qingluo couldn't let her go, nor could she leave the imperial capital.

  Furthermore, there is another point—she didn’t know how to speak, and talked to Ye Xiudu about going to the Mongolian people.

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