Reborn little fisherwoman

Mu Xian's gaze swept across the signboard as if nothing had happened, and even the people who went in by chance were also remembered in her heart.

Finally, she fixed her eyes on the two big stone lions in front of the door. Compared with the stone lions in ordinary town houses and town stores, these two always gave her a strange feeling.

Should it be said that his demeanor is improper, or that his eyes are slightly sinister, it doesn't look very proper anyway.

If ordinary people see such stone lions, they have already seen them, and even feel that these two behemoths are extraordinary, but for an expert like Mu Xian, they can still see something is wrong.

It's just that, if there are such people, I'm afraid it's because of the style that more things are worse than less things, and they only regard this as the lack of skill of the other party's craftsmen to create such an effect.What's more, a gambling hall, why do you need such an upright statue.

However, in Mu Xian's eyes, it might be related to some conspiracy.

Mu Xian had seen such a stone lion at the gate of Zhang's house later.

It was probably the matter of Ming Yuzhu that made the Fifth Prince certain that the Zhang family had unusual luck.And such a stone lion can draw luck for him, so that he can go smoothly in the future, and finally reach a high position, becoming famous for thousands of years.

The location of this casino is also very well chosen, and there are many people coming and going. If that thing really has such a miraculous effect, then it is only natural to put it here.

However, does this also mean that the Jin family has something to do with the five princes?

But no matter what, Mu Xian didn't really believe that kind of statement. Although there was no way to explain her own rebirth, the fifth prince was definitely not a person with good luck and long-term follow-up.

Mu Xian, who was thinking about it, didn't see that the nimble sugar master had already finished the sugar painting, "Fourth Madam, what you want is already done, are you satisfied?"

On that day, the affairs of the Zhang family were so lively that even the person who brought the sugar painting was lucky enough to take a look at it, so he remembered Mu Xian's changed identity in his heart.

Mu Xian was called back to her senses by the phrase "fourth lady". Looking at the sugar painting handed over, there was a smile on her brows. Although she hadn't tasted it yet, the sweetness had already spread from her fingertips to her heart. She liked it. Zhong and Zhang Qing have been implicated in the title.

There are many heirs in each family in Yangcheng, but Zhang Qing is the only one who can be singled out and called Miss Fourth.

This is not only her ranking among the Zhang family's direct relatives, but also an attitude.Everyone in the wealthy gentry circle didn't know that Zhang Qing was pushed down from the position of the third lady to become the fourth lady, but Zhang Qing just endured it and let the stepmother's son become Zhang Sanshao.

However, this almost "compromise" approach will not make people look down on Zhang Qing. On the contrary, that Zhang Sanshao has become a joke.

Who doesn't know that Zhang Ershao is Zhilanyushu and talented, even if he is sick, he was once a powerful character who led the Zhang family to see glory, and he has reached a level that they have never reached.Who doesn't know that Miss Zhang Si became famous when she was young, and by her own strength, the Zhang family regained a firm foothold in this circle.Even if there is no Zhang family, they can still start from scratch and break into a new world.

Only Zhang Sanshao, who is not inferior, even though he has some looks and talent, but compared with these two, he is Yinghuo and Haoyue, and they feel pitiful when put together.

As Zhang Qing's reputation in Yangcheng became more and more popular, even if ordinary people didn't know about this secret, they still had to honorably address this young lady as "Miss Four".

Now, although everyone doesn't know what's going on with Zhang Mu's family, on the surface, Mu Xian's wife, Miss Fourth, is firmly seated.

The fourth lady looked at the not-so-delicate sugar painting in her hand, and took out another broken silver, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Although he didn't understand why Mu Xian's mood got better, the sugar master continued to bless Mu Xian, and carefully put the rewarded money into his arms, just in time to sell some sauced meat to the child's mother, and she just took a bite .

Mu Xian took the fan-sized sugar painting and ate it in small bites. It was the first time she ate this thing in her previous life, and Zhang Qing made it for her.

In the dark and narrow cell, there was still some moisture that hadn't dissipated, and the musty smell was like a bone-eating worm, devouring her world bit by bit.

Mu Xian curled up beside the railing, her body was a little hot and limp.With powerless eyes, he slowly looked at the person next to him.

"Will I die?" It seemed to be a statement of relief, but it also seemed to be muttering to herself. Mu Xian's hoarse voice seemed to be torn apart and then glued together again.

"No, none of us will die." Zhang Qing sat there with her eyes closed, without looking at Mu Xian, as if what happened to Mu Xian had nothing to do with her.But Mu Xian felt that she could hear boundless tenderness from that indifferent voice.

There seemed to be some sweet taste gushing out of the obviously dry heart, and the moisture in the eyes filled up, as if he couldn't even see Zhang Qing's figure clearly.

At that time, Mu Xian understood her feelings for the first time, just like a thunder flashed in the dark night, Mu Xian found that she fell in love with Zhang Qing.

But this kind of liking seems to be realized too late, she is married, she can't help Zhang Qing, she will only drag Zhang Qing down, her liking will only restrain Zhang Qing's footsteps.

Probably having figured this out, Mu Xian stared at Zhang Qing, as if she wanted to lock her figure in her heart.

How could Zhang Qing, who has such a keen sense, not know about such a scorching sight, her eyes opened uncontrollably, but the one who saw Mu Xian just lowered her eyes slightly, her face was flushed red, as if she had just felt Everything is her illusion.

Zhang Qing's hand on her lap clenched into a fist, forcing herself to look away, probably her love will always be hopeless, but she still hopes that Mu Xian will be well.

Mu Xian's current situation is very dangerous. I don't know where the people who arranged it have gone. If the time is really late, she will have to take Mu Xian to escape from prison.

Fortunately, this kind of struggle didn't take too long. Before long, a jailer came over and told the two of them that they could go out.

When Zhang Qing got up, her body was still a little stiff, but God knows how much patience she used to not hug the curled up person.

"Xia He, take her with you. After all, she is also from our Zhang family, and we should be treated." Zhang Qing stood at the door of the prison, said these words lightly, and left.

Xia He, who knew what her master was thinking, could only frown and quickly pick up the weightless man, and then followed closely beside Zhang Qing.

Probably feeling that people were following, Zhang Qing involuntarily slowed down his steps so that Xia He would not lead people too far away from him.

Maybe it was to take care of the master's selfishness, or maybe he just wanted to keep a low profile. Xia He only prepared a small carriage, but the inside was covered with soft and long hair, so that people would not feel too bumpy when sitting on it.

The hanging curtain separated the two worlds.

Zhang Qing hugged the person in her arms tightly, as if she wanted to rub him into her own flesh and blood.

Feeling the force, Mu Xian let out a painful cry, and only when she felt the wetness on her lips did she condense her consciousness a little.

Mu Xian slowly opened her eyes, saw Xiao Yuzhan in front of her, and realized that she was being fed water.

She leaned against Zhang Qing's arms, but she couldn't see Zhang Qing from such an angle. She tried to raise her head, but she could only see the delicate jaw.

"Okay, you'll be fine."

Mu Xian wanted to say that she was fine, but the suppressed emotion in that voice made her afraid to speak. She was afraid that as long as she responded, she would really be desperate.

Just in time, the sound of selling sugar paintings came from outside.

"Sugar bunny, sugar sparrow, sugar lantern, sweet sugar cake!"

Mu Xian swallowed dryly, feeling the bitterness in her mouth, "I don't know what it's like, if I knew it, I would have tasted it."

After all, Mu Xian was seriously ill, and when she said this, she had exhausted her whole body, and she fell into a peaceful sleep again in Zhang Qing's warm embrace.

Just when she was in a trance, she seemed to hear a voice whispering in her ear, "I will give you whatever you want."

Zhang Qing touched Mu Xian's veins, sank her mind, raised the curtain on one side, watched Tang Hua in the dusty cage outside and slowly lowered the curtain.

Mu Xian felt that she had slept for a long time, and when she woke up, she could vaguely smell a sweet fragrance in the air.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the smell, and saw that Zhang Qing, who is both excellent in calligraphy and painting, was holding a copper spoon to outline something.

As if sensing it, Zhang Qing also looked in her direction.

At that moment, Mu Xian's memories all came back, and she remembered what she said before she passed out.

Almost out of control, Mu Xian pursed her lips to prevent herself from crying, but the wet feeling still spread on her face. Seeing Zhang Qing standing up at a loss, she felt even more sour.

"Am I stupid, I don't know anything, I don't understand anything."

Zhang Qing walked to the bed, sat beside her and stroked the top of her head, "What's wrong?"

Looking at Zhang Qing like this, and thinking about the current situation, Mu Xian wanted to smile but couldn't curl her lips, "I like you, but we can't be together anymore. Obviously you have more important things to do, but as long as you When I think of you, I want to grab you and not let go. I will only be your stumbling block."

The moment the trembling weeping sound fell into her ears, Zhang Qing already understood what was complicated in Mu Xian's eyes.

While Zhang Qing was happy that the "little girl" she guarded had finally "grown up", at the same time she was sad that this heavy love would weigh on the other party's heart.

"No, you are just too simple and kind. No one has taught you these things. Sorry, I didn't protect you well. Your world should always be warm and pure."

Mu Xian shook her head, "If the price of innocence and kindness is not being able to protect the people you care about, then I'd rather not have it, but it's a pity that I'm too weak and I can't do anything."

Seeing Mu Xian who was falling into self-loathing, Zhang Qing's eyes narrowed, "Then if you want to become strong, even if this road will be very difficult."

Mu Xian coughed twice, and the gloomy eyes seemed to be able to shine, "As long as I don't hold you back, as long as I can protect my family, no matter what it is, I will stick to it."

Zhang Qing sighed deeply, she didn't know whether it would be good or bad for Mu Xian, but now she seemed to have no other choice.

When Mu Xian slowly ate the fat fish in her hand, she began to rely on Zhang Sanshao to make money for him on the surface, and to enrich her wings in private, making herself stronger.

Thinking of the things she had accumulated since then, the candy in Mu Xian's mouth became even more crispy.

When she walked past the Jin's casino, she seemed to have smelled the unusual smell of the people who came out of it.

The author has something to say: Miss Si: I really want to hug my daughter-in-law, but someone is watching, so I can't hug, how angry!

Xia He: Then I can't hold it, and I'm still getting stabbed in the eye, right?It's not good to be a maid QAQ~