Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 69 Bitter Barley (1)
The wind blows stagnant cold, and the yellow willows are inextricably linked, shaking and pulling the smoke, and shaking the wandering thin soul.Unexpectedly, the rain makes the new sky, and the fine pieces are like jade shavings fluttering, flying obliquely to the Meiting Lanxie, hitting a small pool of narcissus blooming in the cold, breaking the sadness of the heart.

The lonely fragrance of coldness shines in the courtyard, Even the fairy Lingbo also falls with the spring, and her beautiful bones become the soul of ice and water.

No matter how resplendent and resplendent the riches and honor are, there are also fragmented scenes.

Far and near, only this pool of narcissus is alive, as if it has been overlooked, and its vitality has not been destroyed.

The garden was originally like spring all the year round, but it was so decadent that it made people feel sad.

Xiao Yao sighed in bewilderment, her eyes were stained with sadness like ink, and then quietly swayed away.

The loneliness is overwhelming.

Peace of mind is peace of mind.

The sister and brother walked slowly hand in hand for a while, turned around a small bridge, and saw an exquisite house in front of them, with dozens of figures guarding the door.

Outside the pearl curtain, the red skirt is green, surrounded by pearls and emerald green, and there is no sound, only the scent of infection comes out of the curtain.

Xiao Yao took Xiao Qing with her, and was just about to quietly dodge behind the boulder, but the long-faced maidservant in the apricot-yellow brocade robe by the curtain saw her, walked quickly to her side, stretched out her hand to pat her, but quickly withdrew her hand, spit: "Where are you coming from?" You wild monkey, go away quickly, how did you come here?" Immediately, he hastily wiped his hands with a pink brocade handkerchief, put it in the withered flowers behind him, and spat: "It smells like seed, very sour. "

The two rows of maidservants in fresh clothes on the left and right covered their lips and smiled, although the laughter was low, it was lingering, as if they had forgotten the people in the room.

Xiao Yao turned a deaf ear and squeezed her younger brother's pink hands tightly. Her eyes were as agile as peonies in cage smoke, and she shone like ice beads.

The servant girl with a long face said in disgust: "Go quickly, the mistress will come out in a while and see wild monkeys running around, causing us to be punished!"

Xiao Qing was so frightened that he gripped Xiao Yao tightly, and said in horror: "Sister, let's go!"

Xiao Yao smiled softly: "Qing'er, don't be afraid!"

As he spoke, he moved his feet lightly, leading Xiao Qing to leave leisurely, but his heart was full of thoughts.

Who lives here?Is the mistress Xiuyu Jianhuang?What is she doing here?
When I turned back to my residence, I was a little hungry.

"Lord Hou, you should eat these porridges. The yard is barren. Be patient first, and there will always be a solution." A submissive and delicate voice creased the silent bay.

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao raised her eyes, and met a pair of watery eyes, full of sincerity, she was thirteen or fourteen years old, her skin was as tender as pistils, her eyes were lacquered, her red lips were moist and transparent. He is smart and dexterous, and he can be quiet without speaking.But the clothes are old, and there are no ornaments on the double buns, as if no new clothes have been put on for many years.

"You're welcome. My name is Shui Su. I'm Miss San's girl. She is the owner of this place." Shui Su's tone was gentle, with a sad smile on his lips. He was originally a beautiful and innocent age, but the brilliance in his eyes Was crushed sadly.

Xiao Yao's chest trembled, and she stared deeply at her.

"I'm leaving first, Miss... I'm dying... The mistress just came to see, let me prepare for the funeral, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive today." Shui Su finished speaking quickly, turned around and left, wiping tears with her sleeves .

The slender figure runs faster than a butterfly, and the old clothes seem to be full of worries.

Xiao Yao put down the jade bowl, leaned down, stroked Xiao Qing's face, and said softly: "Qing'er, shall we go and have a look together?"

"Okay, wait until I finish eating, okay?" Xiao Qing replied meekly, while drinking the porridge, he was extremely hungry.

Xiao Yao smiled: "Slow down, my sister will finish eating too."

(End of this chapter)