Feng Baoer leaned lightly on the chair, elegant and noble, with her long hem dragging on the ground, and her sleeves flowing, like a dream.

He held a cup of hot tea in his hand and felt calm.

My abdomen was not as painful as before, and it seemed to be much better.

Qingya stood on one side and couldn't help but say, "Miss Qiu, Madam Qiu has been waiting outside for a long time!"

Feng Baoer raised the corner of her mouth lightly and raised a sarcastic smile: "What's the hurry?"

Although Aunt Liu is the mother of this body, she is an unqualified mother.

He ignored his eyes and let the daughter die.

She has no feelings either.

Qingya's mouth twitched. If this continues, what should I do? "Miss, you are always Aunt Liu's daughter, so it's not good."

Feng Baoer took a few sips of hot tea, squinted her eyes, and then stood up: "Then go and meet this mother."

Qingya quickly responded and walked out with Feng Baoer.

Madam Qiu waited outside for a long time before finally seeing a figure coming out.

His face slightly constrained and he saluted Feng Baoer: "Miss Four."

There is no respect or disdain in speaking, but it is very natural.

Feng Baoer couldn't help but look at Madam Qiu more, and saw that her eyes were sharp and her face was filled with wisdom that penetrated everything.

I was a little surprised. I was really just a nanny?

"Madam Qiu, I've made you wait for a long time."

Feng Baoer said politely, his tone was faint, but he couldn't hear the joy.

Madam Qiu looked up and said, "Miss Four, the master is still waiting, so let's not waste time."

After saying this, Feng Baoer didn't say much and walked out of the Lotus Courtyard.

The breeze is gentle and the fallen flowers are colorful.

The sunlight shines down, dyeing the surrounding scenery with a layer of golden brilliance, which is extremely elegant.

Walk through a garden and several pavilions.

Bypassing a large lotus pond and walking along the two rows of trees for almost half an hour.

I just arrived at the ancestral hall where Aunt Liu stayed.

Feng Baoer made a rough calculation and it was almost five or six miles from Heyuan to the ancestral hall!

This Prime Minister's Mansion is really not an ordinary big one.

On an ink-colored plaque, there are two big words "Zhan Hall" dancing with dragons, phoenixes and phoenixes.

Feng Baoer didn't hesitate and walked off the steps.

As soon as I entered, I found that the ancestral hall was not as majestic and solemn as I imagined.

It is elegant and more elegant than the Lotus Courtyard.

The ancestral hall is full of colorful roses.

But if you look closely, you will find that almost all roses are roses, roses of various colors! .

The path of moderately sized goose stone piled up shiny to the main courtyard in front.

Feng Baoer glanced lightly at the ancestral hall that could only be seen, and the octagonal pavilion hidden among the flowers not far away.

"Fourth Miss, come with the old slave."

Madam Qiu waved her hand and walked towards the backyard.

Now Aunt Liu is not in the ancestral hall, but is resting in the back hall.

Feng Baoer followed the gentle milky white pebbled path, passed several corridors, walked through several small arches, and turned to a small courtyard.

This is the backyard of the ancestral hall.

A maid dressed in green just walked out of the room. When she saw Feng Baoer, she immediately came over: "Miss Four, you're here. Aunt Liu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Feng Baoer raised her eyes and looked at the room.

In my impression, my memory of this mother is very vague.

Feng Baoer took back her mind, glanced at her and walked in with Madam Qiu.
Chapter completed!