Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 618

Simiao, why can't you understand mother's painstaking efforts, mother is for your own good, Murong Tianyun has not recognized you as his son, if Wu Wenhua does not recognize you again, what will you do after I die Do it?

Simiao, my mother really regrets doing this kind of thing now. I was always thinking of luck before, but these days I regret it every day. I regret why I was so obsessed with ghosts and made such unbearable things. This incident not only shamed Mr. Xiang, but also made you suffer.

Murong Simiao was crying while wiping his tears. He knew that his mother was following him, and when he saw an alley in front of him, he turned around and turned into the alley, hiding in a corner so that his mother would not find out.

Aunt Qian followed all the way to the alley, calling loudly, "Si Miao, Simiao."

After walking for a while in the alley, he didn't find any sign of Murong Simiao. Seeing that there was still some way ahead of the alley, he thought that Simiao might have left there, so he followed quickly.

After Aunt Qian left, Murong Simiao came out from the corner. Looking at the back of Aunt Qian, Murong Simiao cried loudly. He couldn't figure out how things would turn out like this. He was still poor yesterday. The worrying young master of Xiangfu has become the son of a gambler today. Not only does he have no money, he even refuses to recognize the imperial decree.

Murong Simiao, who was in tears like rain, turned around and walked in another direction.

Aunt Qian followed all the way, but she didn't find Murong Simiao. Qian Simiao was anxious and asked people everywhere if they saw Simiao, but everyone waved at her to show that they didn't see her.

A man standing not far from Aunt Qian, staring straight at Aunt Qian's baggage, with a sly smile on his lips, looked around, walked quickly to Aunt Qian's side, and slowed down , quickly put his hand into Aunt Qian's bag, and after a while, he took out the money bag from Aunt Qian's bag, weighed it in his hand, smiled with satisfaction, and quickly disappeared In the crowd.

Aunt Qian was still walking forward unconsciously, when she suddenly heard a sound from her stomach, she touched her empty stomach, she hadn't eaten since she came out today, and she was hungry now, she looked at the steamed stuffed buns not far away Yes, Simiao must be hungry too, buy a few steamed buns now, and give them to Simiao when he finds him.

Thinking of this, Aunt Qian quickly came to the bun shop and said softly, "Boss, bring me four buns."

"Okay." The boss said with a smile, quickly grabbed four buns, wrapped them and handed them to Aunt Qian.

Aunt Qian reached into the bag and took out the money bag. She fumbled left and right but couldn't find the money bag. When she was doubtful, she opened the bag. Apart from the clothes, there was no trace of the money bag inside.

"I said, old lady, do you have any money?" The boss urged with his hand a little sore as he passed the buns.

"Boss, my purse was stolen." Aunt Qian said pitifully.

The boss's expression changed when he heard this, and he quickly put the buns back into the steamer. He said in a bad mood, "If you don't have money, you have no money. What do you say that the money bag was stolen? People nowadays really want to buy buns if they don't have money. Hurry up and go you."

"Boss, my purse was really stolen." Aunt Qian corrected again, she did not lie.

"Okay, let's go, don't delay my business." The boss gave Aunt Qian a blank look, and said angrily.

(End of this chapter)