little wife

Chapter 2

His whole body seemed to have been run over by something, his bones were sore and sore, and his head seemed to explode. It seemed that a heavy weight had fallen on his eyelids, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

Ning Luo was anxious, and struggled for a moment before a gleam of light gradually penetrated into her eyes.

"Miss Nine is awake, hurry up and find the doctor."

"Quickly report to Madam."

"Ninth girl, you are awake, you scared the slaves to death."

There was a burst of weeping in her ear, and Ning Luo opened her eyes vigorously. What she saw was a large carved bed, and there were two blue and blue eyes staring at her on the shelf above the bed. When he came back to his senses, he let out a "meow" and jumped down from above and disappeared.

Ning Luo was stunned for a moment, isn't this the Persian cat that her mother gave her on her 14th birthday?It is said that it was brought over from the remote Western Regions by my grandfather's family when they were doing business. It is hard to find a fortune. The coat is white and has a cute and cute personality. After she got it, she fell in love with it very much. In my hand, I have been raising it for more than half a year.

However, on the eve of the Chinese New Year that year, Xuetuan was tempted by someone to eat something unclean. She became ill and died a few days later. I went to scold her, saying that after my mother was a businessman, she had short-sightedness and allowed her to be playful and confused.

My mother was completely heartbroken by this, and the relationship with my grandmother was almost tense to the point of explosiveness.

And now the snowball actually appeared in front of her eyes... Could it be that she went to the underworld to meet it?What about mother?And what about father and brother?Is it possible for their family to be reunited...

A familiar face appeared in front of her, her body seemed to have suddenly shrunk, her facial features had not yet opened, and she was surprised: "Girl, you woke up, how do you feel? Are you dizzy? Do you want to vomit? Would you like some water?"

This series of questions is like popping beans, isn't it the green bamboo... Could it be that the green bamboo is also dead?

Ning Luo stretched out her hand and grabbed Luzhu's arm, and squeezed it vigorously, her mind was dizzy for a while: the touch was real, not the ghostly appearance of ghosts in the underworld.

Before she could speak, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged beautiful woman wearing pea green embroidered double-breasted trousers walked in quickly, and after a few steps, she reached the bed and hugged Ning Luo and cried: "Luo Son, you scared my mother to death, but luckily you woke up, otherwise my mother would have gone with you..."

Ning Luo froze for a moment, and there was a "boom" in her head, and her whole body trembled, this is her mother!Ning Qin died of illness when she was 16 years old!

"Mother..." She just yelled and then her throat choked, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Is she dreaming or has she really returned to the past?If it's a dream, let her never wake up.

"Luo'er is good," Qin Xianglan felt distressed, "Don't cry, just wake up, mother will give you a good rest, and you will get better soon."

"Ma'am, go and rest quickly. You have been taking care of the girl all day and night, and you only closed your eyes for a while today. Your body is already weak. What should you do if you also fall down?" It was Qin Xianglan's dowry maid, Mother Qin.

Ning Luo didn't listen to a word, but just tugged at Qin Xianglan's sleeve and cried profusely.

The daughter who had always been smart and free and easy suddenly became so cowardly and timid, and she kept rubbing against her arms just like when she was a child. Qin Xianglan only thought that she was wronged, and felt distressed and happy in her heart. She hugged her daughter repeatedly and comforted her. After a while, Ning Luo stopped crying.

The green pine next to her was quick and handed over a handkerchief. Ning Luo took it and wiped away her tears, looked at Qin Xianglan's chest that was wet from crying, and said embarrassedly: "Mother, my daughter is fine, but I feel bored." I cried out of panic."

"Why are you okay? There is a cut on the back of the head. Fortunately, there is no scar on the face, otherwise it will be bad if you lose your appearance." Qin Xianglan helped her lean on the bed, "What happened yesterday? It's your seventh sister Pushed you?"

Ning Luo was stunned for a moment, touched the back of her head that was aching and finally remembered that when she was 14 years old, she and her seventh sister Ning Xuan had a quarrel when they came home from the academy. During the noise, she accidentally fell off the carriage and fell into a coma. For two days and two nights, it was still her father Ning Zhenchuan who went to the Tai Hospital and invited the sage Wang Fei to pull her back from the gate of hell with a golden needle.This accident made her lie down for half a month, and it was only later that she found out that Ning Xuan was reprimanded by her grandmother as a person with hidden evil intentions because of this incident. The family got married.

She thought about it carefully. At that time, she was a child at heart, and she liked to compete in everything. Even if Ning Xuan pushed and shoved her, there was no great malice. "Seventh sister...it shouldn't be intentional..."

A nanny hurried in and whispered something in Qin Xianglan's ear. Qin Xianglan immediately stood up, told Lvsong and the serving nanny a few words, and said to Ning Luo: "Luo'er, your grandmother If you have something to do, you can take a rest, mother will come when she goes."

Ning Luo responded obediently, and seeing Qin Xianglan's back coming out of the door, she immediately asked Lv Song to help her up, and sat in front of the dressing table.

In the carved bronze mirror, her eyebrows and eyes have vaguely reflected the color of the city in the future, her cloud-like black hair flows on her shoulders, her beautiful eyes seem to be both happy and angry, her black pupils are like a pool of autumn water, and her lips are slightly slanted because of an accident. She looked pale, but because she had been moistened with water from the green bamboo just now, her petite and plump lips had a different luster, but the original delicate and small chin, because there was still some baby fat on her face, looked round many.

Looking down again, the originally haggard hands had ten slender fingers, and the fingertips dyed with impatiens were like blooming spring flowers on the white and tender skin.

The spring sunshine fell from the window lattice, and a thin layer of gold jumped on her fingertips, revealing a vigorous vitality.

She really came back, back to Ningguo Duke's Mansion when she was 14 years old, back to Shenghe 12 years when her parents were still alive and her family was healthy.

Ning Luo wanted to laugh, and pulled the corners of her mouth, but the smile hadn't formed yet, but the tears in her eyes slid down her face.

"Girl, don't cry anymore, be careful that your eyes can't bear it. Where does it hurt? This servant will rub it for you." A maid named Zijing beside her persuaded softly.

Ning Luo wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "I won't cry anymore, I won't cry anymore, where is Xue Tuan? Where did he go?"

There was a "meow" cry from the corner of the room, Xuetuan's blue cat eyes looked at her hesitantly, bared her teeth, but she didn't jump on her as before, but arched her back vigilantly .

Ning Luo smiled, could it be that this cat is psychic, knowing that she is a lonely soul more than ten years later, that's why she was afraid?

She waved at Xue Tuan: "Hey Tuan Tuan, don't you know your master? If you don't come again, I will give you away. Seventh sister is jealous of you. How about sending you to Luoxuexuan?" ?”

Xue Tuan raised his head proudly, walked two steps indifferently, and before Ning Luo could coax it, he suddenly turned around and jumped into her arms, giving a soft "meow".

The maidservants who served beside her pursed their lips in joy, and Luzhu smiled very happily: "This little guy likes to put on a show, and only you, girl, can cure it. We all coax it and ignore it."

The doctor came over, took Ning Luo's pulse, checked the trauma on the back of her head, and then let out a long breath. Ning Luo was originally a trauma, and the blood stagnation in her brain made her unconscious. Now that she is awake, As long as you don't get emotional, the congestion will disappear after a few months.

Ning Luoxie was listening to the doctor on the bed about the things to pay attention to when raising her. The sudden rebirth made her both happy and confused, and her head was a little dizzy because of the fall.She has a lot of things to do, but she doesn't know where to start, like a mess of thread in her hands, and she doesn't know where to start when she wants to find it.

Suddenly something flashed through her mind, she exclaimed, and she didn't care about the doctor anymore, she got out of bed and grabbed Zijing's hand tightly: "Go, lead me to grandma."

The Ning family has been the important ministers of the Great Chen Dynasty since the founding of the country by the ancestors. After three generations, the generation of grandfather Ning Luo is even more outstanding. 30 years ago, at the Henan Zhou Station, the savior of Yunyin Mountain, [-] people rushed into the army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He rescued the besieged Sejong with a few generals, reversed the decline of Da Chen, and finally was awarded the title of Duke Ning for his meritorious deeds.

The Ningguo Mansion was very prosperous for a while, and became a meritorious family sought after by everyone in the capital.However, the old Ning Guogong was born and died for many years, with numerous battle injuries on his body. He passed away early in the second year of Shenghe. Ning Luo's uncle inherited the title. Luo's father, Ning Zhenchuan, disobeyed the old Duke's wishes when he was young, and abandoned martial arts to pursue literature. He started from a county magistrate and went all the way to the high position of Zhongshu Ling. He was upright and won the trust of Emperor Wen. He was demoted in the party struggle, and finally died with hatred.

The old lady was born in a family in the capital, with a scholarly family and strict rules. She was quite critical of Qin Xianglan, the daughter of a merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. She was about to get angry, and now that she had woken up, she had to rush to her grandmother's place to deal with her.

The old lady's Rong'an Garden was in the middle of the Duke's mansion, Ning Luo was anxious and didn't have time to look at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery around her, so she walked all the way and arrived outside the old lady's house in less than a moment.

Ning Luo pushed open the courtyard door and entered, only to see Ning Xuan, the seventh elder sister of the second room, kneeling under the eaves outside the main hall. Her face was pale, but her back was still straight; The sparrow was silent.

The kind and respectful old grandmother, the noble and dignified aunt, the second aunt who fights for every penny...all these faces made Ning Luo feel very amiable.

"All of you are well-bred. This is a habit brought from where. In the house, if you don't become a concubine, you can't become a concubine. One day, there will be no distinction between the elder and the younger. Is it possible that you all want to Do you want to ride on my head?" The old lady's voice was not high, but full of anger, which made people shudder.

Everyone replied "Don't dare" in panic, only Qin Xianglan's expression was a little unsightly.

Because Qin Xianglan didn't like her mother-in-law, and she had some estrangement from her aunt who was born in a family, she usually got a little closer to the concubine's second room. This time, Ning Xuan took Ning Luo's carriage to go to the academy with Qin Xianglan's special permission.

Ning Luo's heart tightened, she rushed in and called out, "Grandmother!"

The sound was clear and sweet, and the old lady looked over, her face full of anger seemed to be poked by something, and a crack appeared suddenly.

The grandmother in the previous life had a total of six direct grandchildren, and only Ning Luo, the youngest direct granddaughter, always loved Ning Luo at the top of her heart.Seeing this familiar face, Ning Luo immediately flew towards the old lady, and a familiar breath came over her face: the old lady always likes to be clean, and she doesn't like to put on makeup, her body smells like clean saponins, She hadn't smelled it in over six years.

"Oh, my dear Luo'er, you are suffering," the old lady hugged her, tremblingly stroking the white cloth wrapped around her head, "This man has ulterior motives, and my sister doesn't love and pamper her, but instead she lays such a cruel hand on her. ..."

You can't let grandma say the words that will brand Ning Xuan on this.

Ning Luo leaned in the old lady's arms and said softly: "It's Luo Er's fault that made grandma worry. My mother repeatedly told me not to be mischievous and willful. I even fought with Seventh Sister in the car."

As soon as these words came out, the second aunt next to her suddenly felt amnesty, and she choked up and said, "Mother, Xuan'er must have been unintentional. A few days ago, Xuan'er was still making paper kites for Luo'er to play with. How about pushing Xuan'er out of the car? Mother, please spare Xuan'er."

The second room was from Ning Zhao, the concubine of the old Duke. Although the old lady was never strict in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, she was always separated by a floor.

The old lady snorted coldly: "Do you think I am old and confused? Your daughter is very high-minded, and she has her own ambition in her heart. How can you teach a sparrow to crush Xueling? The couplet in her room is a secret. As for whom, you should let her talk about it."

The second aunt forced a smile and said: "Everyone who enjoys flowers and recites poems is just for fun."

The old lady looked coldly at Ning Xuan outside the hall door, "Really? You should let her tell herself, when did she write this? Doesn't she have the slightest bit of jealousy towards Luo'er?"

(End of this chapter)