After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Shang Wuyou walked behind her and asked calmly, "Mother, was it really Master Uncle who colluded with the King of Loulan back then?"

Xiao Ronger turned around and handed the fruit in her hand to Shang Wuyou, sighing with regret: "Of course, it's a pity that she courted a tiger and ended up hurting herself. In the end, she died in the hands of the King of Loulan."

Shang Wuyou looked at the fruit in his hand: "Really?"

Xiao Ronger asked softly: "What did Chen Long tell you?"

Shang Wuyou frowned and said, "He said that Dad is the traitor. Dad betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors."

Xiao Ronger's eyes were sharp, "Ridiculous! Your great master was killed by your great uncle. Your uncles and aunts saw it with their own eyes, and the elders also saw it. There is no need for your parents to lie to you about this."

Shang Wuyou was silent.

Xiao Ronger asked with a sad face: "You don't believe what mother said?"

Shang Wuyou shook his head: "No."

Xiao Ronger took his hand and sat down on the stool: "Tell me, what else did Chen Long say to you?"

Shang Wuyou lowered his head and sighed, "These are all things that are detrimental to Qianji Pavilion. I don't want to mention them anymore."

Xiao Ronger said hurriedly: "Okay, then let's not talk about it. Anyway, you have to remember that Qianji Pavilion has never wronged anyone, and has never done anything that is harmful to the world. We are upright and upright, and we are not afraid of being slandered. But you are already an adult now, you must understand right from wrong, and you must not be deceived by a few words from others."

Shang Wuyou said: "I understand, mother."

Xiao Ronger paused and asked, "Did you escape by yourself, or—"

Shang Wuyou didn't say anything.

Xiao Rong'er patted his hands and said, "Alright, alright, I won't ask any more questions. Changle is still in Chen Long's hands, and you must be sadder than anyone else. I'll let Hongxiu take you to your yard to rest first. I asked someone to bring your and Changle's things from Lingshan. They are all arranged according to the courtyard of Lingshan. Go and take a look. Do you like them?"

"Ah."

Shang Wuyou was in a bad mood.

Xiao Ronger's eyes moved, and she looked at Tan'er who was standing in the corridor playing with the tassels of lanterns and asked, "Who is that girl——"

Shang Wuyou said: "She is a maid I bought on the road, her name is Tan'er."

Xiao Ronger looked Tan'er up and down and said, "She is quite young."

Shang Wuyou added: "She saved her son's life."

Xiao Ronger smiled and said, "In that case, I will stay by your side and serve you, Hongxiu."

Hongxiu, who had just sent the embroiderer away, stepped into the house and said, "Young Pavilion Master, your courtyard is in Tingtao Pavilion. I will take you there."

The two of them left the house and went to Tingtao Pavilion.

Tan'er followed Shang Wuyou, jumping and skipping.

"Master, does our family have any braised pork?"

Hongxiu looked back at Tan'er, then at Shang Wuyou.

Shang Wuyou seemed to have long been accustomed to the maid's laxity, and answered naturally: "Yes, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you later."

Tan Er was so excited that her eyes sparkled green, and she held her chin with both fists: "Master, it's absolutely right to go home with Ni! Braised pork! Braised pork!"

Hongxiu's gaze fell back on Shang Wuyou's face.

Seeing that Shang Wuyou didn't show any impatience, she said no more.

The layout of Tingtao Pavilion is the same as the courtyard in Lingshan, with every detail being exactly the same.

If it were in the past, Shang Wuyou would definitely appreciate and be moved.

But today, he was very confused and went into his room in silence.

Hong Xiu said, "Young Master, I will ask the kitchen to make you something to eat."

Shang Wuyou sat in front of the bed and said listlessly, "No need."

Tan Er clenched his fists, fluttered his arms behind his back, and solemnly reminded: "Braised pork!"

Shang Wuyou sighed: "Give me a bowl of braised pork."

After a pause, he seemed to remember Tan'er's appetite and said, "Two bowls."

Tan'er frowned seriously and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Shang Wuyou sighed: "Five bowls."

Hongxiu: “…Yes.”

After Hongxiu left, Tan'er sat down opposite Shang Wuyou, resting her elbows on the table, and looking at him with her hands on her cheeks: "Master, you're back home, why are you so unhappy?"

"Are you happy?"

"Ok!"

Tan'er nodded without hesitation, with a very serious expression.

"Because of the braised pork?"

"Uh-huh!"

Tan Er nodded heavily again.

Shang Wuyou sighed and murmured self-deprecatingly: "Really, why am I telling you this?"

Tan Er said, "I'm just saying the opposite, I'm just listening to you."

Shang Wuyou looked at Tan'er deeply and asked, "Is your father really a disciple of Qianji Pavilion?"

Tan Er: “Yes.”

Shang Wuyou: "I know she sent you to monitor me."

Tan Er: “Yes.”

Shang Wuyou: "...Which of your words is true?"

Tan Er folded her arms and looked up at the sky: "You can't tell the difference anyway, so it's useless to say anything!"

Shang Wuyou knew that Tan'er was saying that he didn't know right from wrong and couldn't tell good people from bad people.

He didn't want to argue with a little girl.

Tan Er glanced at him and asked mysteriously, "Does Ni also feel something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Shang Wuyou asked in confusion.

Tan Er looked at the door: "Ni and Chang Le were captured by assassins, and there is no tense atmosphere in Qianji Pavilion. Everyone's smile is brighter than flowers!"

Shang Wuyou defended himself, "That's because my eldest sister is getting married."

Tan Er raised an eyebrow: "Oh."

Shang Wuyou felt even more confused.

He said this, but Tan'er was actually right.

He felt something strange as soon as he entered the mansion, but he couldn't react for a while to what went wrong.

Tan'er's words were like a silver needle that pierced through a layer of window paper that was already as thin as a cicada's wing.

No, Tan'er was sent by that woman to monitor him, so she would naturally try every means to sow discord between him and Qianji Pavilion.

I almost fell into her trap.

Shang Wuyou took a deep breath and asked slowly: "Tan'er, is your mother good to you?"

Tan Er said proudly: "Okay, mother is the person who loves me the most in the world!"

Shang Wuyou asked again: "Where is your father?"

Tan Er shook her little head: "Dad, it's in Qianji Pavilion!"

Shang Wuyou: ...I actually failed to get any words out of this girl.

Tan Er made a face at him and stuck out her tongue: "Omitted."

The braised pork was freshly made. When Hongxiu brought it to Tan'er, she was already sleeping on the small bed with her legs spread out.

"Master."

Hongxiu asked Wuyou for advice.

Shang Wuyou said, "Put it aside for now and eat it when she wakes up."

"Yes."

Hongxiu gently placed the food box on the table.

Shang Wuyou looked at Hongxiu: "Where are my elder sister and second sister? I'll go see them."

Hong Xiu said with embarrassment: "The eldest lady is in the study, learning the rules from the palace tutor. Even Madam is not allowed to disturb her. The second lady is out."

Shang Wuyou suddenly felt a sense of loss.

When he and Changle were not at home, everyone in the family was busy with their own affairs, as if their disappearance had not caused much impact on the family.

"My father—"

Hong Xiu said, "The Pavilion Master is now in charge of the Imperial Observatory. He holds an important position and is very busy with official duties. He rarely returns to the Qianji Pavilion. But the Young Pavilion Master is going home today, so the Pavilion Master will definitely come back."

"I understand, please step back."

"Yes."

Shang Wuyou looked at the colorful courtyard.

The servants were sweeping and pruning branches, it was very lively.

Yet he felt a deep sense of loneliness.