win the hairpin

Chapter 401
Song Huiyue heard what Zhang Xutang said, and didn't say much—the Zhang Xutang they knew was just a small piece of iceberg that surfaced, and the true face hidden under the water, I hope they will never be able to touch it arrive.

She was resettled in Wan's house by the Caihe River, and stayed with Wan Yunjun for one night. The next morning, she painted her face, and then went out in maid's clothes, carrying a bamboo basket.

In the bustling capital of Kyoto, the crowd is bustling, no one pays attention to a little girl with a face full of fragrance, she walks all the way to Caomen Street, walks along this street, until she reaches the incense shop next to Song's house.

She went in and bought a whole basket of incense, and also brought two big incense towers. The incense towers dragged her heavily, making her hunched over.

The man asked her to put it here and take one at a time. She shook her head and walked out the door with great effort. Then she took two steps and stopped until she arrived at the small foot shop opposite Song's house. She picked up a pair of camphor wood tables closest to the door. He sat down on the chair facing the Song family and ordered a bowl of mutton noodles.

The noodles were served steaming hot, and the Song family's house appeared in her eyes amidst the sweltering heat.

The door of the house was open, and Tan Ran and Aunt Lin had come back from Tanzhou. Tan Ran was standing in the yard pouring water. After the water was poured, it went into the kitchen. There was a fire in the kitchen, and there was a table inside.

Aunt Lin is setting breakfast.

They often ate breakfast in Tanzhou, and because they thought about Song Huiyue's love for the flavor of Tanzhou, they brought a lot of them back.

Song Huiyue disappeared, and the house was also sealed up by the government. Thanks to King Jin, they were able to continue to live - only living here can be at ease, otherwise the eldest lady will not find them when she comes back.

For breakfast, there were glutinous rice balls and fatty fish. Three pancakes were fried. Tan Ran also bought meat buns. It was extremely rich, but both of them ate in silence.

Aunt Lin ate and said, "Madam likes to drink fermented glutinous rice."

She got up and took an empty bowl and placed it by the table, scooped a few spoonfuls into the bowl: "Save some for the lady."

Tan Ran wanted to say something subconsciously, but he still closed his mouth without uttering a word.

The house is very quiet. In fact, when Song Huiyue was there, she was not too noisy. She spent most of her time reading scripts and weaving bamboo strips in the small miscellaneous room. There was great movement.

When Song Huiyue was there, no one felt that the room was too quiet. Instead, everyone walked lightly, for fear of disturbing the quietness of the eldest lady, but now it was really quiet, but it was deathly quiet.

No matter how loud the noise outside is, it has nothing to do with them.

Song Huiyue couldn't hear what they were talking about, and she couldn't even see their movements clearly—even Aunt Lin couldn't see the whole thing, she could only see that after Aunt Lin got up, there was an extra bowl on the table.

Holding the chopsticks in both hands, she immersed herself in eating the noodles. When she blinked, tears fell into the noodle bowl.

Really heartbroken.

She ate two chopstick noodles, left the two plates of Daxiang Pagoda under the table, and went out the door with the basket. The sky outside the door was iron blue, and the fine snow exposed the shape of the cold wind, rolling up and down, left and right. , whistling and sneaking through all the gaps in the person's body.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, talking and laughing, and the people carrying the load yelled loudly. She heard the man behind her chasing her and shouting that the thing had fallen. She didn't look back, and hurried away, raising her hand to wipe her wet eyes.

A heart is empty and aching.

She left in a hurry, passing by the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion without stopping to inquire about Song Qinghui's condition.

After passing by Prince Jin's Mansion, she walked faster and faster, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, walked out of Wangchun Gate, passed Zhujia Bridge, and found two graves behind Zhujia Bridge.

It is the grave of Mrs. Song and Song Qi.

She came here mainly to go to the grave.

The weather is still bad, there is no one in the wilderness, the sky is gray, and the snow flakes hit people's faces like knives.

Song Huiyue threw away the basket and knelt in front of Mrs. Song's grave, motionless—in order not to leave traces, she did not bring joss sticks and paper money, but brought herself here.

The tomb was well repaired, and King Jin arranged it beautifully, but she couldn't see it, her eyes were only on the lifeless tomb.

"Auntie, I'm here to see you."

She wanted to reach out to wipe the snow on the tombstone, but in the end she didn't move, only the blood was rolling in her limbs and veins. She slowly exhaled hot breath, raised her head to hold back her tears, so as not to smear the makeup on her face.

A Niang is her home.

She knelt for more than an hour.

The wind and snow became more and more intense, freezing her stiff, and the flakes of snow hit her face, making her ache and cold, her fingers and knees were unable to move, and it took her a while to stand up with her hands on her thighs.

Standing up, she had to go, she picked up the basket full of snow, this time she didn't walk Caomen Street, but took a detour - she was afraid to see King Jin, because she always felt that Mrs. Song's death, she And Jin Wang also has a share.

This way she walked smoothly, among the crowds, enough to hide her, only stopped near Daxiangguo Temple.

Daxiangguo Temple has a lot of female relatives who offer incense. Today, for some reason, there are more than before. The carriages of the female relatives are crowded together. In order to compete for the first place, several young ladies let the coachmen scramble to drive forward. In the end, they all bumped into each other and made a mess. group.

Ants stuck in a carriage had to pass sideways on this road, and Song Huiyue couldn't get through it even more. She couldn't stay here, so she hurried to another alley.

A carriage was driving right in front of her, and when she got closer, a sharp shouting and cursing came out of the house.

"What is the surname Lu, who dares to reject our Zhang family! Our Zhang family has not yet collapsed!"

Song Huiyue recognized that it was Zhang Xutang's mother's voice.

There was a soft voice of dissuasion from inside, and Mrs. Zhang's voice became quieter, and she couldn't hear clearly. Song Huiyue didn't stop, but speeded up, and wanted to go out from here, but unfortunately, the corner door Suddenly it opened.

Mrs. Zhang rushed out surrounded by several female family members, and furiously glanced at Song Huiyue who was blocking the way. She was stunned for a moment, a pair of big eyes flashed in her heart, and when she was about to take a closer look, Song Huiyue had already walked out alley.

Her thought was just a flash, and she didn't think much about it, because there were so many people with big eyes, and the little girl just now was not like the one named Song in any other way—no, she still had to tell Xu Tang.

She left angrily and returned to the rebuilt Zhang family. She first vented her anger at the family servants, then went to send warmth to her beloved grandson, and waited for Zhang Xutang to come back.

But Zhang Xutang never came back from King Yan's mansion, and she couldn't swallow the pain of the Lu family, so she ordered someone to set up a carriage and went to King Yan's mansion in person.

The sky was dark, the snow had stopped, the moon was still dark, and the snow on the ground had not yet melted. The carriage moved very carefully. In the front was Mrs. Zhang's carriage, and in the back were the carriages of four servant girls. To avoid collisions, there was a little distance between them.

Song Huiyue changed into a soap-colored short-brown suit, stood at the entrance of the Wuyou Cave under the Zhou Bridge, stared at the direction of the Zhou Bridge with all her attention, faintly heard the sound of the carriage, and took out the slingshot she bought temporarily.

(End of this chapter)