Chapter 682 The Stories of Mother Deng

Zhang Shuhui was making clothes inside, children's clothes. After hearing Fang Xing's exclamation, she couldn't help moving her hands, and the needle and thread were put on the wrong place.

With a whoosh, Zhang Shuhui felt a gust of wind blowing by, but when she looked at it in surprise, she found that Mother Deng had disappeared.

Fang Xing outside was even more frightened.

Just when Wanwan was about to knock onto the steps, a figure flashed past, and when Fang Xing widened his eyes to look carefully, Wanwan had already been slipped safely into the hands of Mother Deng.

Fuck!

Fang Xing rubbed his eyes, recalling the afterimage in his mind.

Mother Deng first stepped on the threshold to borrow strength, and then swooped down to Wanwan's side. While holding Wanwan's collar with her left hand, she touched the steps with her right hand, leading Wanwan to a side somersault, and landed safely.

"Good work!"

Fang Xing felt that no parkour or gymnastics could compare to Nanny Deng's reaction and movements just now.

Sharp and free and easy!

Aunt Deng lowered her eyes and said, "Master, I'm overwhelmed, it's just that in a hurry..."

Fang Xing laughed and waved to Wanwan: "Come here, let's see if you dare to run around again next time!"

Wanwan was so frightened that she walked over habitually, holding Fang Xing's sleeve.

Aunt Deng was silent for a moment, then blessed herself slightly, and went inside.

During lunch, Fang Xing specially prepared a small cup of warm fermented rice for Wanwan, but after eating, Wanwan was a little staggered.

"It's really just fermented rice! Just a small cup!"

When Liang Zhong came to pick Wanwan up, he realized something was wrong, so he asked the attendant nanny, and then began to scold Fangxing.

"Just a small cup?"

"Yes, it's guaranteed to be just a small cup, isn't this shocking!"

Liang Zhong said suspiciously: "But the princess drank sweet wine a few days ago, and she didn't see anything wrong! Did you give her white wine?"

Fang Xing was speechless, and went back to look for the glass bottle that he discarded.

- fortified liqueurs,

22 degrees!

Fuck!

Seeing Fang Xingfei running back, Liang Zhong sneered and said, "Our family knew you were careless, but you took the wrong one?"

Fang Xing didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he hurriedly asked someone to make a glass of honey water, and woke up Wanwan to take it.

After Wanwan drank the honey water and fell asleep again, Liang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, "I said Xing Hebo, can we do things more reliably? When you have a child, he won't be tossed to death by your father! "

Fang Xing said embarrassingly: "Isn't there something on my mind!"

"Now you stay at home all day to take care of your daughter-in-law, what else can you do? Tch!"

Liang Zhong despised Fang Xing, and then took Wanwan back.

Fang woke up and went to the study, took out a book and read it with gusto.

"Tsk tsk! This description is too much, and it can be published?"

"I'll go! There are still illustrations, this style of painting is not bad!"

When he was watching with joy, the knife outside the door said: "Master, Mother Deng is asking to see you."

Fang Xing closed the book, Xiaodao saw that the cover was actually mathematics, and couldn't help secretly admiring it.

The master is already a master-level character, but he is still studying hard. He is really a role model for my generation!

"Let her in, and, you... Keep an eye on it."

Xiaodao's eyes turned cold, and he nodded immediately: "Master, don't worry."

Mother Deng bowed her head and came in, Fang Xing remained silent, with her right hand on her knee and her left on the table.

After waiting for a while, Mother Deng raised her head and said, "My lord, this servant is innocent."

Fang Xing remained silent, staring at Mother Deng's hands indifferently.

Mother Deng lowered her hand and said, "Master...servant..."

Fang Xing didn't like the self-proclaimed servant girl, but Madam Deng and Madam Deng came from the palace, so they couldn't change their habits.

Seeing that Fang Xing was still calm, Madam Deng turned her head to look outside, and saw Xiaodao staring at her, with her right hand still hanging by her side, and a sharp light flashed between her fingers.

The flying knife of the knife!

Turning around, Mother Deng said bitterly: "Master, this servant used to be Concubine Xian's personal nurse, but later Concubine Xian died in Shan/Dong. The servant was lucky, half a year before the accident, Concubine Xian was reprimanded by Concubine Xian for a small incident. Fight, and then lose your job, or you will definitely die in Shan/Dong."

"Concubine Xian?"

Fang Xing gasped, and frowned, "If that's the case, how did you escape that time in eleven years?"

Concubine Xian is the Quan family from North Korea. She is very good at playing flute, and her temperament has caught Zhu Di's eyes, so she can be regarded as a concubine with the same status as Wang Guifei.

Concubine Wang only manages the affairs of the palace, like a housekeeper, but the Quan family favors the sixth palace. Zhu Di actually took her with him during his first northern expedition, which shows his love.

It's just that this woman doesn't have the good fortune to be favored for a long time, otherwise Wang Guifei would probably have to make way for her.

The death of Quan's family made Zhu Di extremely sad. In eleven years, someone reported that Lu Jieyu, who was also from North Korea, had poisoned Quan's family to death, so Zhu Di searched for it, and many concubines of North Korea were executed.

"Later, the person who filed the complaint was found to be a false accusation, and His Majesty made another move. The slaves hid themselves in the palace as servants, and thus escaped the catastrophe."

Tsk!

Fang Xing didn't expect that his family would accept a nanny with a story, but the matter has come to this point, it is impossible to return the goods.

"Your skill is good, where did you learn it?"

A look of reminiscence appeared in Deng's eyes, and she sighed: "My servant's father used to be a Taoist priest, and later returned home to get married, and this servant has followed me since he was a child."

Learned?

There is no one else in this kung fu, so it's just for learning?

"So you took this opportunity to leave the palace, then let me ask you, how were you selected?"

Mother Deng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "There are three people who have no errands together. Mother Qin is good at cooking and takes care of others. She will definitely be selected. The slave girl feels that she has little hope, so she is in that grandson's house." When Shi came, he said a few harsh words."

All the people in the palace are human spirits!

Fang Xing pondered for a while, and in the end he still hoped that his wife and children would have such an experienced nanny with strong martial arts skills.

"Can you use weapons?"

Mother Deng twitched her eyebrows and said, "Master, this slave has practiced swordsmanship at home."

"Then you wait."

Fang Xing got up and went inside, and when he came out again, he had a long and thin wooden stick in his hand.

"then."

Fang Xing threw the wooden stick over, and Nanny Deng easily caught it, took a look, and found the mechanism.

Press the circlip, and with a slight twitch without a sound, a slender sword comes out.

"It's sharp and tough."

Mother Deng drew out her rapier, casually held a sword flower in her hand, put the sword back into its sheath, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

Fang Xing said frankly: "I will investigate your family members. If it is true, then you can go back to visit relatives. If it is false..."

A trace of confusion appeared on Mother Deng's face, and she said quietly: "My lord, if the servants go back, it will be a disgrace to the family. It would be better for the family to think that the servants are still serving the beloved concubine in the palace."

"I see."

When she was young, she entered the palace full of expectations and worries, and relatives at home could rely on her job to get a little protection.

If they go home, one is in their thirties, at this time they already belong to the old leftover women who cannot get married.

The second is that the family members will inevitably be disappointed after seeing it, and feel that the family has lost the aura of the word "gongzhong".

Adding the two together, returning home is a shame!