Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 88
"A good child must love to be clean! Otherwise, he will get sick and take medicine!" She said seriously, when she heard her father calling her, she knew it was time to slip away, otherwise she would be caught and run around again.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going home!"

She turned around to run, but turned back when she came to the door, and said to him seriously: "My father and I are guests at Duke Wei's general court! If you think about it and still can't remember the address of your home, come and sue me, and I will take you go home!"

He seemed to tremble all over, and the sea in his brown pupils set off monstrous waves.

"Really?" He asked her for confirmation suddenly and eagerly, with a certain age-appropriate enthusiasm in his tone.

She took a few steps back subconsciously, feeling that something was wrong, but thinking that the little red flower this semester hadn't been found yet, if she was willing to help others, wouldn't the little red flower be fine?

"Of course, I'll take you home!"

She smiled brightly, like the most splendid fireworks in April, instantly lighting up the dark night in his eyes.

……

Jin Mingwei remembered that he was beaten that day.

My father said that she was a monkey in her previous life, but if the adults didn't notice, she could go to the sky. For example, when she was six years old, she went to Luochuan class, and she could go to the backstage by herself.

Jin Mingwei still remembered that for three days when she was a guest, she and her father stayed in Wei Gong's general court for a while, and his father discussed important matters with Wei Gong, but no one played with her, and she was thinking about the lost boy, so she ran back to the Go to the military tent.

In three days, she and the boy got acquainted, got to know each other, and forged a relationship that affected them, many people, and even history.

But the specific memory of the three days, when she thinks about it now, is vague.

Because when she came back from being a guest, she knew what those big roses were.

Blood, a boy covered in blood.

The great fear immediately crushed her immature heart, and she, who was only seven or eight years old, avoided, sealed up and forgotten this memory.

It's only been three days, just a glimpse of the past.

It's like children saying "be friends for life" to people everywhere, but it's actually the same as adults saying "I'll treat you to dinner next time", which is not serious.

Childhood memories are beautiful, but fragile, and easily pass away, and the vicissitudes of life have changed.

The clearest thing that remains today is fear.

……

Jin Ming shivered slightly, and when he returned to reality, he still felt that his hands and feet were getting cold uncontrollably.

She is 14 years old and will be an adult next year, but the nightmare of her childhood is forever.

"I was so stupid back then! I couldn't recognize the blood all over my body? Thanks to my young age, I had a big heart, otherwise I would have been scared to death on the spot! Fortunately, it's over, it's all over!" Jin Mingwei shook his head and recalled Give up again.

The three days in her childhood were really insignificant to her.

Once it's over, you can take it with you.

"Manman, why are you still standing there? If you have nothing to do, come and help me build the rattan trellis!" Jin Wang came over, half joking and half serious, with worried eyes.

"Yes, I have something to do! Let's go!" Jin Mingwei gave a sloppy look and turned to run, but when he saw the boy standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Her body reacted before her rationality: she fell into an ice cellar.

"Donglin? Are you ready to stay?" Jin Mingwei subconsciously said, his teeth trembling faintly.

She didn't understand her reaction.

It was the body's own choice, like the memory imprinted in the nerves, bones, blood, and muscles, which in turn sent a warning to her reason.

The young man standing by the courtyard gate had black hair flying, his clothes were like snow, his small face was still slightly pale, and his brown pupils seemed to be gray for a moment.

Yes, there is no color, just like gray and white without emotion or waves at all.

It's like a person dying in an instant.

But only for a very short moment, the brown pupils returned to normal, as transparent as glass, and smiled innocently: "Yes, sister, I can stay here now, the wound is probably healed."

"Hey, Dongzi, are you in good spirits? Come and let me see, you've lost weight! Well, I need to catch two chickens to make up for it!" Mrs. Jin Wang greeted him from the flower garden, and pulled Dongzi in surprise. Pro, look up and down.

"Thank you for your concern, old lady. My name is Dong... Forget it." As if to prove his goodness, Dong Lin naturally took over the rattan trellis and helped the Jin Wang family.

Talking and laughing in the flower garden, the spring breeze is like a bath.

Jin Ming withdrew his gaze slightly, and went back to his room, but he walked lightly all the way, as if he didn't step on the ground, and returned to the room by inertia, without even looking at the road.

The feeling of falling into the ice cellar is gone, only the cold hands and lips are still reminding her that it was not an illusion just now.

"Strange, why did you suddenly feel cold?" Jin Mingwei thought for a long time, and finally felt that because there was a wind at the gate of the courtyard, a gust of wind happened to come, and he was startled by the wind.

"Oh, then Dong Lin was also shocked. His injury was just right and he couldn't get wind." Jin Mingwei thought of Dong Lin's abnormality at a certain moment, and felt that he had given a reasonable explanation.

She patted herself on the face to keep herself from thinking wildly. The most important thing right now is to overturn the case for Yan Shenshou. After all, the imperial envoy is coming tomorrow, so it's time for a good show.

The next day, Biandu was full of sunshine.

Because the bandits in Xiaoshagou killed the officials and there were no bones left, the imperial envoys were sent from Beijing to supervise and take charge of the government in Biandu. Wipe away by myself.

"Is that the imperial envoy's carriage? It's fine if you don't open the way, and don't beat the drums?"

"Look at the wisteria on the car curtain, it should be. Could it be that the imperial envoy is also a good official who is close to the people?"

"Come and see, the imperial envoy will pass by you!"

"Master Imperial Envoy, have you eaten?"

The common people are talking about it, officials have to have a pomp when crossing the street, and if they are grand, they have to put up green gauze tents on both sides of the street to clear the pedestrians, that is, to clear the way.

At the next point, there were also a few officials who took the lead, beating gongs and drums, telling pedestrians: The official is about to pass!
For example, Tao Jianxian a few days ago, went to Baogong Temple to attend the launching ceremony, and there was a gong for opening the road when he passed the street. Even the local officials, let alone the Beijing officials from above, in the eyes of ordinary people, clearing the road is a basic requirement.

For example, the last time Ma Xizhong came to Biandu as a supervisor and beheader, he cleared the way for the people of Biandu to see what it means to be a Beijing official.

As a result, when I came to Biandu this time, I didn't open the road or beat the gong, just like ordinary rich people traveling, the carriage drove past on the street?

People passing by can clearly see the wisteria flowers embroidered on the curtain of the car, and the figure looming through the curtain.

The state of Wu, with wisteria as its emblem, also called itself the Wisteria Dynasty.

It is said that in the Western Zhou Dynasty, a certain head of the family, Qian Mu, loved the wisteria, which was passed down from generation to generation and became the family emblem of the Qian family.

After the fall of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the feudal lords entered the separatist regime. After the Qian family established the Wu Kingdom, they used wisteria as the royal emblem.

The wisteria embroidered on the curtain of the car represents "following the order", and no one in the world dares to imitate it, so it is enough to prove that the imperial envoy is sitting in the car: Ma Xizhong.

Hu Fengru hid at the corner of the street, looked at the carriage driving towards him, and said in a deep voice: "Are you all ready? Have you recited all the words?"

　The protagonist and heroine's childhood evil relationship...

　　
　
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