The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Shen Ying's heart clicked, and he took a few steps forward, grabbed the child's shoulder, and happily made him look back.

  But the next moment, a look of disappointment flashed across his face. It's not Nan Nan. Although his back looks very similar, his appearance is obviously much handsomer than Nan Nan.

   "You, what are you doing?" The little boy gave him a surprised look, took two steps back in horror, and hurried to the front of his parents to hide.

  Shen Ying shook his head again, being so courageous, it was a far cry from his little master.

   sighed, Shen Ying continued to walk towards the next inn.

  While Nannan, after learning that he could continue to drink and drink tomorrow, he was very happy and returned to the inn where he was staying.

   Only when he returned to the room did he find that the mother inside was missing. Only Meng Luoyu was sitting at the table reading a book, which was bought by Yu Qingluo, who had been teaching her to read when there was a gap on the way. In Yu Qingluo's view, no matter whether it is a woman or a man, it will never be a disadvantage to know words.

  Nan Nan tilted her head and looked around in the room before and after she asked her sweating profusely, "My mother?"

  Meng Luoyu looked at him with twitching corners of her mouth. She really didn’t understand why he wanted to find it by himself before he asked himself.

She silently poured a glass of water, slid off the stool, and handed it to his hand, and said, "Aunt Qing said that she would also go out to inquire about it. You can drink your saliva first, and see if you are sweaty..." As he said, he suddenly stopped, frowned and leaned in front of him, sniffed, and asked, "You, have you drunk?"

   "Your nose is really good." He just drank a bowl, she could even smell it.

  Meng Luoyu pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to help him sit down, hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Mother Yang said, children can’t drink, you are only five years old..."

   "I started drinking when I was two years old." He was not drunk, why did she support him like an old man?

   "..." Meng Luoyu silently, seeing that he still looks a little proud and proud, she couldn't help asking, "Aunt Qing doesn't care?"

  Nannan waved his hand, “I can’t help it, I’m like that wild horse that has been stripped when I encounter wine. I can’t pull it back.”

  Meng Luoyu thinks that his description...How is it so different?

   Nan Nan drank two drools, and saw that her mother hadn’t come back, so she took a bath and fell asleep in confusion.

  Meng Luoyu opened her mouth wide, and then silently continued to sit at the table and read. Forget it, she had been accustomed to Nan Nan's unusual behavior along the way, no wonder.

  However, Yu Qingluo still did not come back when the sky went dark.

  Meng Luoyu consciously washed well, and went to bed obediently.

  Until the end of the hour, Yu Qingluo walked in from outside.

  The candlelight in the room was faint, and it lightly jumped with the breeze that she brought up when she walked by, and it was bright and dark.

  Yu Qingluo sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the delicate and tender sleeping faces of the two children, and pressed her lips tightly.

  She went out to inquire about it, and she probably knew the basic relationship information of the Mongolian people. Although the Mongolian nationality is different from Fengcang country, it also has its own internal system plan. It is like a small country that does not need to pay tribute to the four major countries.

  And where they are now, it is the most prosperous capital, just like the imperial capital, where the patriarchs and clan elders are located in a superior position.

  There are currently six elders in the Mongols. Among them, the person who manages the tokens for entering and exiting the city is the Yue elder.

  I just heard that the only son of the Yue clan elder was seriously ill recently, and the Yue clan elder is now a little bit weak and depressed. And his son is the only man with a flower-shaped birthmark in the past two decades, as Menglu said earlier.

  Although the man has a disability, his aptitude is dull.

  But as long as he has that birthmark, he is considered by the Mongols to be the blessed person of heaven, and is the precious son of the Yue Clan who tried his best to heal.

  And this man is Meng Luoyu’s father, Meng Rong. She was Meng Luoyu's mother, but she was just a maid in the house, not even a concubine.

  Die in childbirth when Mengluoyu was born, leaving behind the baby who was still in her infancy.

   And Meng Rong’s original wife, Meng Ke, is the daughter of another clan elder. When she married Meng Rong, who had a disability, even though Meng Rong had a flower-shaped birthmark, the Yue clan still felt ashamed of her and gave her almost all the affairs of the house to manage, so it took less than half a year. At the time, the entire Meng Mansion was all determined by Meng Ke.

  Includes...Meng Luoyu.

  From the moment Meng Luoyu was born, she was concealed by Meng Ke that she had birthmarks that Mongolians were proud of.

  Yu Qingluo didn’t understand why Meng Ke didn’t attack Meng Luoyu when she was in the mansion, and made her pretend to be crazy and grow up to five years old. Now that Uncle Yang and Mother Qin took her out of the city, they started to hurt the killer instead.

  Does she have any concerns in the mansion?

  Yu Qingluo sighed secretly, put her fingers on the back of Meng Luoyu's hand, and whispered, "The lady has endless troubles for you."

   "Aunt Qing."

   Yu Qing fell for a moment, looking at Meng Luoyu who suddenly opened her eyes, "Wake you up?"

  Meng Luoyu sat up, shook her head, looked back at Nan Nan who was sleeping, and said softly, "No, I haven't slept."

  As she said, she paused again, and it took a long time before she spoke again, and whispered, "Actually, I know."

"Yep?"

"I know that I am young now, without power and influence. Even if I find the patriarch and have the patriarch guarding me, I may not be able to fight the eldest lady." Meng Luoyu gently grasped her hand and squeezed it. He pursed his lips and said, "The lady did not commit any serious mistakes. Even if I said that she sent someone to chase me, there is no basis for it. I can't do anything to the lady. But it will provoke the lady's anger even more. , Let her try to get rid of me. I'm still treacherous, and it's not easy to save my life."

  Yu Qingluo looked at her brightly. The child was young, but he understood very well, seeing things more thoroughly than he thought.

   "Aunt Qing, help me." Meng Luoyu suddenly exerted force with both hands, and tightly held Yu Qingluo's hand.

  Yu Qingluo raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to do?"

  Meng Luoyu took a deep breath, looked at her fixedly, and said word by word, “Find the patriarch, let the elder lady attack me in front of the patriarch and the elders, and confirm the evidence of her murder.”

  The killing of Mongolian children with flower-shaped birthmarks is the most serious matter for the Mongolian people.

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