Fourth Master's Pearl

Chapter 27

"Er Niang Fujin," Chu Qing thought of an excuse, "You know that I don't have much contact with other people in the mansion except to be close to you. Even Brother Hongshi and Sister Wanyi, I seldom move around. Can you not go?"

Ulanara said with a smile: "This is Erniang Fujin's condition. Speaking of which, the master should be here too. Let's go after breakfast."

Chuqing was defeated.

"Okay, I can go. But I don't know her. I can't find a topic." There will be silence.

"Well, how about you bring this vase of flowers to her and say I gave it to her?"

Chuqing curled her lips and said, "How can you send her flowers? If you want to give them, she will give them to you. Isn't there a whole yard of roses in her place? You like to smoke roses, so I'll go and ask for some to make flower dew for you Bar."

Ulanara said with a smile: "You also care about these? Well, it's hard for you to think for me, so that's it. Come on, are you hungry? Lan Yan, let them prepare the meal."

Hey, how could she understand Chuqing's mood.How can she still have a good appetite to eat now?Forget it, she only has food to eat and refresh herself.

"Tumi fragrance and dream are timid in the cold spring, and the greenery covers the heavy door and the swallows are idle." A soft female voice floated like a faint breeze.Chu Qing couldn't help but stop.When you look up, you can see the three words "Baoxiangyuan", and the people who read the poems in it can imagine.

Chuqing made a shush gesture to Chunhua, and then looked at the door of the hanging flower.On March day in Yangchun, the Baoxiang Courtyard is full of brilliant flowers.Under the rose shelf, Nian was leaning on the nanmu pear blossom couch, resting his chin in one hand and holding a book of poems in the other.

She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with willow eyebrows like Daisy, and fair complexion.Eyebrows lowered, watching very intently.The flowers on the flower stand were in full bloom, and many tender and fragrant petals were blown off by the wind, which rustled on her shoulders, and on her rain-blue blouse embroidered with white magnolias.

In Chu Qing's head, there were only four big words "Qing Ben Jia Ren".Nian's gentleness like water when she lowered her head is something she will never have in her whole life.Do all men like this?Or does Sisi also like this?Then there's no drama, let's shoot it twice, she doesn't want to change her character.Or just like all Qingchuan seniors, just eat and wait to die?Ok!Thinking about it this way, the future is bright!

In this way, Chuqing's mind found a direction in a thousand turns, just like the helmsman sailing on the sea decides his own course, Chuqing told herself in her heart that there is nothing wrong with letting go, and it is not wrong to let go It means that she is less caring, but she has to learn to cherish herself more.

"Who's there?" Suddenly, a clever servant girl's voice sounded.Startled, Chuqing hurriedly avoided her sight, turned around and pulled Chunhua away.

Xiao Hong came out of the house with a moon white satin cloak, came to Nian's side, stretched her neck and looked at the door.

"Xiao Hong, who did you see?" Nian was startled, put one hand on his heart, and asked softly after calming down for a while.

"I didn't see the truth. Maybe my eyes are blurred."

"You, you are still so startled. Learn to change it. Don't make people laugh."

"Who would laugh? Girl, you don't even despise slaves, do you?"

"How can I dislike you?"

"That's it, other servants don't care." Xiao Hong put a cloak on Nian Shi.

"You." Nian said with a slight smile, and read her poem again.

"The willows are reflected in the green mountains, the pear blossoms and snow birds are hidden. Under the green windows, peaches and plums, sit and sigh the spring fragrance."

The few bright red crabapple flowers in Chuqing's yard bloomed and withered, with six degrees of pistils, and the flower potential was better every year.In a blink of an eye, it is the late spring of Kangxi's 55th year.Chuqing is 11 years old.Because she persistently uses modern exercise methods and growth recipes, she is taller than girls of the same age in the Qing Dynasty.

Chuqing stood under the crabapple tree, watching Chunhua dig out the wet soil with a small flower hoe.Begonia petals fall red and the residual fragrance is still there, but spring has quietly left.

"Master, this wine has only been buried for six years, why do you want to dig it out now?" Chunhua asked, looking at the small wine bowl that was gradually revealing its lid.There was no response, Chunhua looked up.

Chuqing raised her head slightly, looking at the azure blue and the white and dust-free clouds above her head through the luxuriant branches and leaves of the crabapple tree.The corners of the mouth are raised, as if looking at a scenery that has never been seen before, fascinated.

"master?"

"Time is as real as a lie." Quietly, Chuqing uttered a sentence that Chunhua couldn't understand.

"Has it been six years?" It seems to be asking Chunhua, and it seems to be asking herself, but in fact it is just emotion.In the spring six years ago, she witnessed that gentle and elegant woman release her stubborn feelings in person.In the past six years, even though many, many things have happened, due to the change of mentality, it seems to be just a momentary event.

In the same month that Nian's marriage came in, Hongyun passed away.Li Fangfujin was deeply saddened, and afterwards he didn't know where to find someone for divination, saying that someone in the mansion committed a crime, and Hongyun could have survived it, but his fate was restrained.After all the calculations, it turns out that Nian's is the most suspicious, as soon as she came to Hongyun, she couldn't hold on anymore, so Li and Nian's situation was like fire and water, except for Yinzhen's birthday, they were definitely not on the same day. place to stay.

Although Chu Qing was prepared in her heart, she was shocked to tears by the sad news.That boy, Qingjun and modest, said to her: "It's okay, I'll teach you." Just like that, he disappeared completely.It was as if there was a snowfall last night, but there was no trace when I woke up to look at it in the morning.Looking at the shining white sunlight, Tuliu felt like a dream but not a dream.

Life goes and life comes.In the second year, Hongli and Hongzhou were born successively.Chuqing was very happy.Because she saw that April Fourth's mood also improved a lot.No matter how much he seems to obey the destiny, the pain in his heart should actually be deeper than that of Li Shi.Hongli's biological mother was of a lowly status, so he followed Sifujin shortly after his birth, while Hongzhou followed Li Cianfujin.Chuqing played with Hongli Xiaodoubao all day as if she had discovered a new world.

In March of the third year, Wanyi was named Dorogege, Jinhe Shuogege in July, and married to Mongolia in September.A letter will be sent a year, all of which are suffering and homesickness beyond the Great Wall.How can such a weak woman bear it?Chuqing felt that compared with her, she was really very lucky.Because Prince Yinfeng was also deposed in the same year, all the people in the Prince's Mansion were imprisoned in Xian'an Palace.None of her titled brothers and sisters could still enjoy that precious liberty as she did.Yinzhen was very considerate of her, and after the prince's incident, he sent her to a villa in Xishan to recuperate, away from the hustle and bustle of the capital and the coldness and warmth of the world.

Two years later, Nian finally gave birth to a baby girl. Although the first birth almost killed her, she was born anyway.The child's nickname was chosen at random. When Nian saw the sentence "Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart; but for the sake of the king, I have pondered it so far" in Cao Cao's short song line in the running script written by Yinzhen who did not know when, Suggest to Yinzhen that the child should be called "Xinyou".Yinzhen hesitated for a moment, but agreed.

Tomorrow is Xinyou's first birthday.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.Every time Chuqing sees Xinyou, she thinks of the love poems she wrote to Yinzhen when she was a naive girl.Such frank and passionate feelings are a bit unbelievable now.

"Liu Liu Da Shun." Chu Qing put away her thoughts and made up a random reason.

"Eight is not bad." Chunhua is very smart now, completely catching up with her master's way of thinking.

"Well, it makes sense, you can bury it again. It will be excavated in two years." Chu Qing said along the way.

"Master..." Chunhua wiped away her sweat.The master is always "reasonable" like this.She managed to dig it out.Although she saw that the master had changed a lot in the past six years, the essence remained the same, and she dared to guarantee it.

"Because Xinyou will be one year old tomorrow." Chuqing instructed Chunhua in a resentful tone.

"Ah, the master is willing to give such a precious thing?" Chunhua was horrified.

Chuqing rolled her eyes, "I didn't say I was going to send it out."

"But..." is what you said just now.

"Because tomorrow is Xinyou's first birthday, I'm in a bad mood, so I want to drink."

(End of this chapter)