Chapter 948: If You Want to Get Close to Someone, You Mean a Man

Sister Hong took a look and saw that there was another carriage on this road. The carriage had extremely exquisite carved beams and painted ridges. It was obvious at a glance that the people in the carriage were either rich or noble.

But at this time, the carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and several servants who looked like servants were circling around the carriage. It looked like the wheels were stuck somewhere.

Sister Hong's deep voice overflowed: "Be careful, beware of scams!"

Uncle Feng also understood that, thinking of the owner's special status, he drove the carriage to a side lane, slowed down, and walked past the wealthy carriage evenly.

It looks uniform, but in fact it hides murderous intent. If an unknown killer or a hidden guard suddenly appears in the wealthy carriage, Uncle Feng will be able to draw his sword at the first moment, and at the same time, he can keep the horse from being frightened and not jolted. The owner of the car.

The blue-roofed carriage passed by, looking extremely ordinary, but just as they passed by the wealthy carriage and had nothing to do with each other, a plump old lady suddenly stopped them.

The soft sword on Uncle Feng's waist was ready to go, and Sister Hong was also squatting in the carriage, her eyes full of anger.

The old nanny didn't notice the murderous aura flashing through the air. Her face was full of embarrassment and she said bitterly: "I'm here to greet you. I wonder who is in your car?"

Because the other party didn't make a move, Uncle Feng didn't act impulsively. He just narrowed his eyes and said, "My wife."

The old nanny couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes: "Only Madam?"

Uncle Feng was filled with black energy.

The old grandma realized that she was being abrupt and said quickly: "You misunderstood. I don't mean any harm. It's just that our carriage encountered a problem. The wheels were jammed by stones. There seemed to be signs of cracks in the bottom of the carriage. This is my young lady. She is of a noble body and I dare not wait any longer. Also, I am blocked in the middle of the road and cannot change carriages. I am anxious and have a headache. I happen to see your carriage approaching? If there is only one lady in your carriage, could you please excuse me? ? Don’t worry, it won’t take long, it will only take an hour. We have sent people back to the city to get the carriage, and it will definitely be here before dark.”

The other party seemed to really just want to ask for help, but Uncle Feng did not dare to relax and said, "My wife is not feeling well, and my lady is so dignified. She is afraid that she will be over the illness. By then, it will be even worse."

The old grandma did not expect that the other party would refuse. She was stunned for a moment and then said with some displeasure: "My lady's surname is Fang, my master is Fang Di, the former minister of Dali Temple, and my young master is Fang Di, the current young minister of Dali Temple." Ruozhu!"

Fang Di?

Ji Xiaqiu, who was closing his eyes in the carriage, was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes. There were some complicated thoughts in his clear eyes, and then he signaled to Sister Hong.

Uncle Feng was about to say, "I don't know anyone with the surname Fang or Yuan!" But when the car curtain was raised, Sister Hong patted his shoulder, and then said: "Madam said, be kind to others. If this girl from the Fang family is really in trouble, there is a seat in the car where she can take a rest."

The old grandma was overjoyed, but then she felt disdainful. She believed that the other party was trying to curry favor, so she said proudly: "Thank you, madam, for the convenience!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at the black-faced coachman. He just turned around and went to the side of his rich carriage to say a few words.

Uncle Feng looked back at Sister Hong.

Sister Hong said: "What the owner means."

Uncle Feng also guessed it, but he still had some doubts in his heart. Doesn't the boss dislike Kyoto people? Why are you still willing to help?

After a while, a Pingting woman wearing a feather hat and being served by three nuns and maids came over.

The old grandma glanced at Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng consciously gave way, and then the Pingting woman got on the carriage.

Sister Hong had already specially separated a seat at this time to facilitate the guests to sit down.

Because the carriage has a small capacity, it really can only accommodate the young lady of the Fang family. The old woman and the two maids are guarding below.

The young lady from the Fang family seemed a little shy. After getting in the car, she thanked her first, but did not take off the feather hat on her head. She seemed to have a strict family education, and she still maintained thoughtful etiquette in front of outsiders.

Sister Hong didn't like this person who blocked the road for help. When she saw this, she couldn't help but sarcastically said: "The car is small and my wife is unwell and suffers from heart palpitations. If possible, please take off the feather hat." Now, don’t hold back my wife.”

Pingting woman seemed to be stunned for a moment when she heard this, then she gently hooked her hands and took off the feather hat, with a look of apology in her eyes.

As soon as she put down the feather hat, a face as beautiful as lotus water was revealed. There was a bit of coolness between her eyebrows, and her whole temperament had a smell of ice, but it was not offensive, but because Outstanding charm makes people want to get closer.

Of course, this kind of wanting to be close to others refers to men. Women don't like this appearance very much.

The car fell silent for a moment.

In the end, it was Ji Xiaqiu who spoke: "The girl's surname is Fang?"

The woman glanced at the carriage owner, lowered her eyes, and announced her maiden name: "Ruotong is polite."

Ji Xiaqiu smiled, looked at her face, as if looking for some similar traces, and then asked, "How is Lingci?"

Fang Ruotong was stunned for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes circled around the noble lady whom he had met by chance several times before asking: "Does Madam know my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu: "I met him twice when I was young."

Fang Ruotong was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "My mother passed away twelve years ago."

The atmosphere darkened, and Ji Xiaqiu's gentle brows slowly wrinkled, as if he didn't expect to get such an answer, and his expression was blank for a moment.

Fang Ruotong looked at it and asked, "What's your surname, madam?"

Ji Xiaqiu stared at Fang Ruotong's face, which was five points similar to his mother's, and said, "My husband's surname is Liu."

"It turns out to be Mrs. Liu." Fang Ruotong said, with some respect that a junior should have on his expression: "Madam said that she knew my mother. I wonder if she can tell me something about my mother's past. Ruotong was only seventeen years old, and my mother was still young when she passed away. , there have been too many things, I can’t remember them.”

Ji Xiaqiu's eyes were a little confused, and he said after a while: "Your mother has always been in poor health."

Fang Ruotong knew this, so she nodded and said, "My uncle once said that before my mother got married, she was caught in a heavy rain, and she fell ill afterwards, which was the root cause of her illness."

Ji Xiaqiu sighed softly: "I was there during that heavy rain."

Fang Ruotong opened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Madam, is my mother's friend?"

"Old friend." Ji Xiaqiu did not accept the term friend.

Fang Ruotong remained silent.

Ji Xiaqiu: "If Ling Ci knew that her daughter was talking to me at the same place, I wonder if she would be so angry that she would jump out of the coffin and scold me."

Fang Ruotong frowned, obviously not happy when someone made fun of her mother. Of course, she understood something when she heard this, and asked again: "Does Madam have any grudge against my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu smiled happily: "Is robbing a man considered a grievance?"

Fang Ruotong was startled, and suddenly felt a little dazed, and his voice lost its previous calmness: "You and my father..."

"It's not your daughter-in-law who's being robbed."

"..." Fang Ruotong fell silent.

She intuitively felt that she could no longer ask. Her mother was the most respected and important person in her heart. Her mother died young and she could not tolerate anyone tarnishing her mother's reputation.

But looking at the lady's brows and light smile, she couldn't help but wonder, what kind of past events did her mother have when she was young?