White Hedge Dream

Chapter 64 Thoughts

This time we had a smooth meal at Xue Mansion. In the afternoon, Zhou Jingyun brought chrysanthemums. Mrs. Xue personally took Zhuang Li to see them and selected two pots for her to take back.

"Put one in your house and give one to your mother." Mrs. Xue said with a smile, smiling again and again, "Just say you took the initiative to ask for it."

Zhuang Li smiled and said, "My aunt also misses my mother a lot."

She knew it was Mrs. Xue's kindness to let her please her mother-in-law.

But Mrs. Xue sent flowers to Madam Dongyanghou whenever she needed to ask, and Mrs. Dongyanghou didn't believe her even after she told her.

"I just told her." Mrs. Xue laughed, "Let her know that I like you."

Zhuang Li didn't say anything anymore, and bowed to express his thanks.

"But I didn't lie to you either. Your mother is careless. She doesn't know how to grow flowers, so I couldn't bear to give them to her." Mrs. You and I can rest assured.”

Zhuang Li pursed her lips. In fact, she didn't know how to grow flowers. She only knew how to tear, cut, and smoke flowers...

Her sister never let her grow flowers, let alone flowers. The grass at home was fenced off and she was not allowed to get close to it.

Returned to Dongyang Hou Mansion with two pots of flowers.

Zhou Jingyun asked her this time if she wanted to pay her respects to Mrs. Dongyang Hou.

"My aunt's wish." He explained that he didn't mean to force her to go.

Zhuang Li did not misunderstand him, but he was not polite either. He shook his head: "You go and make mother happy, so I won't cause any trouble."

Zhou Jingyun said with a smile: "Every mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are like this. If I don't get married and my mother gets along with me, my mother won't be happy either."

Zhuang Li was amused and said, "Then Prince Lao will take on the responsibility of husband and wife alone. I'll go back and finish the half-page that I didn't finish yesterday." After saying that, he looked at him again and said, "I'll comment on it when Prince Lao comes back. "

Are you making fun of him last night? Zhou Jingyun touched his nose. If she dared to speak, he would dare to answer.

"Okay." He nodded.

…

…

Looking at the pot of flowers given by Mrs.

But he didn’t say much.

"Your aunt is kind-hearted and always worries about others and never cares about herself." She sighed softly, "Your grandmother died early. As the eldest sister, she was first worried that I would not live well. Then when you did this, she I am also restless day and night, lest you live alone forever."

The aunt was indeed very protective of her mother. Zhou Jingyun thought that it was lucky to have a close relationship between sisters. He also thought of Zhuang Li and Bai Ying. He wondered what Bai Ying did when Zhang Ze interrogated Zhang Ze about the arrest document. There is nothing you can do, but you can still try your best to help.

"Why am I so lucky? I'm not lucky..." Mrs. Dongyang Hou muttered. She glanced at Zhou Jingyun and saw that her son seemed to be distracted.

Are you thinking of your deceased wife?

Mrs. Dongyang Hou swallowed back her words that her daughter-in-law died first, and then got an unpleasant daughter-in-law. That was it, that was the end of the matter, let's move on.

"Now that you are settled, you can't delay the matter of your heirs." She warned.

Zhou Jingyun was stunned for a moment, yes, it is a matter of being husband and wife and having children.

In his ears was the voice of Mrs. Dongyang Hou.

"She is young and thin, so she may not be able to give birth well."

"Why don't we invite people from the hospital to take a look and see how to make up for it."

Zhou Jingyun hurriedly interrupted: "Mother, I will consider it, you don't have to worry about these things."

"I don't worry? How many years have you waited for me to not worry?" Mrs. Dongyang Hou glared, "Jingyun, you are not young."

Walking out of Mrs. Dongyang Hou's yard, Zhou Jingyun walked slowly and looked at Feng'er who was holding a lantern in front of him.

"How old am I?" he said suddenly.

Feng'er turned around in surprise: "Your Majesty, you don't even remember how old you are?"

Zhou Jingyun smiled: "Sometimes you forget the time."

Lost track of time? Feng'er couldn't help but scratch his head. He remembered the time of his birthday and every holiday, looking forward to having fun and eating delicious food.

How could anyone lose track of time?

Zhou Jingyun looked at the night.

When the person you care about is gone, time is meaningless.

"Let's go." He took a step forward.

Feng'er responded. The prince often felt like this when he was away, and he was used to it.

After sending the prince back to the courtyard, he could pick out crickets. There must be a general hiding in the south corner of the study room. Just as he took a step forward, he heard Zhou Jingyun's voice coming again behind him.

"Go to Aunt Mei's place."

Feng'er's raised foot tilted and the lamp in his hand shook. …

…

"Aunt Mei was before the crown prince before us. She lifted up my aunt, and the sisters who were with her at that time let her go, and we were lifted up."

Haruyue said in a relaxed tone while making the bed.

"When we first came here, Aunt Mei often gave us advice. She took good care of the prince's clothes, shoes and socks. Madam also praised him. Although he has a weak mind, he is deft and he is a useful person."

When he heard this, Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh: "Is your heart broken? Chunyue, you also talk about people behind their backs."

Chunyue blushed and said, "It's not the slave who said that, it's the madam." Looking at Zhuang Li again, she whispered, "Young madam, don't be unhappy."

When Feng'er sent a letter saying that the prince had gone to Aunt Mei's place tonight, the atmosphere in the room froze.

Chunyue, Chunhong, Chunxiang and others even breathed a little lighter.

Zhuang Li's expression remained unchanged, he sat motionless and wrote a whole page of words.

"Perhaps the young lady relieves her depression by writing." Chunhong and Chunxiang whispered, "Scholars don't show their emotions and anger, and express them through writing, painting and poetry."

What can we do? Chun Yue sighed in her heart. The prince had a deceased wife and a maid and concubine who accompanied him. She could only sigh that it was too late for them to meet.

Now that the two of them had just gotten married, the days were still long, and she didn't want the young lady to get into trouble, so she couldn't help but offer some words of comfort.

After hearing this, Zhuang Li laughed and pointed at his face: "What do you think makes me unhappy?"

She was very happy when she learned that Zhou Jingyun would not come back to sleep.

Zhuang Li looked at the big bed.

I can sleep well tonight and have a good dream.

…

…

The cold palace on an autumn night is even more lonely.

In the palace room where Bai Ying was located, there were no flowers piled on the table, but the lights were still on. Bai Ying was walking around, seeming to be talking to herself.

Wang Degui stood aside and murmured in his mind that Bai was going crazy living in a cold palace.

"A basket of palace flowers for the Queen has been sent away. You should go to bed early today." He advised.

Bai Ying shook her head and looked outside: "Let's pick some more flowers."

Wang Degui exclaimed: "My dear queen, you have wiped out all the flowers in the cold palace!" He said and saluted repeatedly, "You should rest quickly, it's so late."

Bai Ying looked at the chambermaid and said, "What do you know? I don't want to sleep." She murmured, "What if I dream? I don't want to dream."

There must be something wrong with Concubine Bai's brain. Wang Degui felt a little cold. He had to find Zhang Ze and take him out of the cold palace. Otherwise, even if Gao Twelve fell, no one would remember him.

Although my heart feels cold, I still have to persuade and coax tonight.

"If you don't think too much, you can sleep well and don't dream."

"Isn't that what the saying goes? What you think about every day is what you dream about every night."

"My Lady, you just think too much. Listen to me, don't think about anything..."

He said and helped Bai Ying go inside. Bai Ying didn't refuse anymore and walked to the inner room and sat on the bed.

"You close your eyes and sleep until dawn." Wang Degui said.

Bai Ying looked at the pearl curtain on the top of the tent, is this like it? She closed her eyes and heard Wang Degui's nagging voice in her ears.

"You can go to sleep, my servant will be here to keep you company."

In fact, she was very timid when she was a child, and her mother still coaxed her to sleep until she was seven or eight years old.

My mother would make silk flowers and sing her a lullaby.

My father's salary was small and he was very lavish, raising many soldiers. My mother made silk flowers for the sisters to wear, saying that although there was no gold or silver, the girls in our family could not live without jewelry.

Bai Ying clenched the hand on her side.

She thought she could be coaxed to sleep by her mother for a long time, even if her mother gave birth to a little sister, she would lie with her little sister.

But then my sister gave birth and my mother died.

Bai Ying turned inward, tears falling from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.

(End of chapter)