Bestow glory to the king

Chapter 3
Xie Meng sat up from the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat, suddenly turned her head and saw that she had returned to a place that was familiar to her, but not unfamiliar to her—her boudoir in Xie's mansion.

In front of the bed is a large embroidered brocade screen, which is the handicraft of Mrs. Chun, the first embroiderer of Wenluan Embroidery Workshop in Suzhou. One side is full of brocade flowers, and the other side is covered with deep snow. Mrs. Chun is good at Su embroidery. Every inch is gold. This piece of brocade is made The wooden screen is eight feet seven inches long and five feet three inches wide. It was given by the old lady of the Xie family on Xie Yu's eighth birthday. However, this brocade is beautiful, but it is cloth after all. When she was 12 years old, she was destroyed by a fire in her yard.

But now it still appears in front of Xie Wei. On the left side of the splendid screen is a set of maple square corner cabinets. Xie Wei remembers that there is a mirror table with peach blossom relief on the right side and a secret door next to it. Walking in is the clean room. Opposite the main entrance is a soft couch carved with huanghuali. In front of the couch is a round table with a tea set. Beyond the couch is a bead curtain reaching the floor. Behind the bead curtain, there is a large red plum ink vase on the left and right sides. There are paintings and calligraphy, and when the curtain is lifted, it is a huge desk. Xie Meng still remembers that she asked her wife for that desk when she was ten years old. Needless to say the materials, even the carpenter Tan carpenter can be called a masterpiece. Behind the desk is a set of red sandalwood bright grid cabinet bookshelves.

Of course, all these things should have been burned when Xie Meng was 12 years old when Xie's house was flooded.

"Girl, you're awake, oh, why did you come down without even putting on your shoes?"

Walking through the door is a bright girl with almond eyes and peach cheeks, shrewd and lovely. This is Hanxiang, Xie Mo's personal maid before the age of 12. There is a small pearl hairpin on her head. This hairpin was left to her by her mother. , but later Hanxiang’s favorite was another fulcrum green gold hairpin, which was worn all day long and refused to take it off. Xie Meng blurted out:

"How do you insert this hairpin?"

Han Xiang glanced at Xie Mo in surprise, helped her to sit on the soft couch, and said: "This hairpin is left by the servant's mother, where does the servant have other hairpins, girl, you have been in a coma for a day, and you forgot ?"

Xie Mo was not shocked when Hanxiang said that she had been in a coma for a day, but was shocked by his own voice, and then looked down at his hands. The cinnabar mole on the palm of his left hand was still in the same position, but these hands did not look like her at all. Yes, she ran to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was pale, and her thin eyes almost protruded. It is true that she had never gained weight in her life, and this face was indeed her own. However, this The age was wrong, when she died, she was already in her thirties, but the face in the mirror was at most eleven or twelve years old.

I saw Xie Yu wearing a peach blossom pink narrow-sleeved top and trousers, and this style has long since ceased to be popular, and the peach blossoms on this shirt are exquisitely embroidered, but the color of the cloth is not pink and transparent. A month ago, Xie Meng wouldn't even look at this dress, let alone put it on.

Suddenly there was another wave of panic, she seemed to remember something even weirder, and looked back at Hanxiang, who was supposed to be beaten to death by the third wife when Xie Meng was 14 years old. Han Xiang actually stood in front of her perfectly.

Xie Yu finally couldn't help holding his head and screaming.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)