On the seventh day of the first month of winter, the cold and cold, the leaves in the courtyard of Yifeng Pavilion have all withered, the lonely and bleak yellow has fallen to the ground, the morning mist is heavy, the cold wind floats in through the dense window, the smoky gray curtain raises a corner, the tassel curtain of the black jade beads, the jingle of the bell of the graceful ring, the girl on the soft couch with cloud blue ink pattern tosses and turns, the starry eyes are slightly stunned, scattered with a black silk hanging on the edge of the couch, the green silk is entangled like the fine satin moist and rich, the smoke and waves are flowing, and the clear eyes are sparkling.

"Is Miss awake?" said with a light smile, and stepped forward to pull up the curtains on both sides of the bed and helped her sit up.

I saw that her cheeks were flushed, and her body was very warm and amazing, Manluo was shocked, and grabbed her hot fingertips: "Is Miss sick? Fu Liluo's eyes were shining, Qiushui's pupils fluctuated, and he was a little weak when he spoke.

I thought that after solving the broken matter of Gu Yun's painting last night, I thought that I could finally handle my own affairs well, but I didn't want to suddenly feel unwell, but today she had to go out anyway, and two days ago, she finally poked out the conclusive address from the mangrove's mouth, Fu Li Luo's face was gloomy, his palms were cold, and he was leaning on the dark blue pillow, and his eyes were shallow to look at the tassels swaying on the top of the bed.

Manluo helped her tuck the quilt corners, and then opened the curtain to go out, and told Mama Shen, who was cleaning in the pavilion, to stew osmanthus stuffed, how did she know that Xiaozhu, the little maidservant who was wiping the tables and chairs in the outer wing, came up to talk attentively: "Sister Manluo, I'll go to the small kitchen to stew! Mama Shen has a ** disease with a leg disease, or I'll go!" Xiao Zhu Baba stepped forward with a flattering face.

Manluo snorted lightly, patted her sleeves, and raised her eyebrows to look at her: "What? This is not a Qiaozong, and it is not beneficial, what are you doing so much?" Manluo shook Supa and looked at her coldly.

"I've been helping with soup stews in the kitchen before, and I'm experienced in that. ”

Xiaozhu puffed up his chest, and his black and red face did not have a trace of panic, but it was different from the trembling appearance before.

As soon as the words came out, Manluo couldn't help but look at the new little maid, about eleven or two years old, her thin body was slightly rickety, with a double bun, a black and red face, a half-old and not new skirt, loosely on the thin waist, it looked a little funny, and a little pitiful, only the narrow eyebrows and eyes were shining, full of calculations, Manluo didn't like it very much!

But when she heard her say that she had served the decoction, Manluo was interested, so she asked a few more words, "Were you in charge of the decoction in Juqingyuan before?" A trace of suspicion flashed in Manluo's eyes, she remembered that Yang Suqin's body and bones were very good on weekdays, and she had never heard Yucui and them say that she wanted to drink the decoction.

The maidservant Xiaozhu crossed her fingertips and said with a smile on her face: "Sister Manluo is mistaken, I am not serving in Juqingyuan, I am serving at Young Master Xuan." ”

"I've been there a few times, why haven't I seen you?"

Manluo became more and more curious, and stared at the little maid who was hooked around her waist with wide eyes.

"Sister Manluo is decent, I'm just a little rough maid, how could my sister have seen it!" Xiao Zhu's slender eyes flashed a trace of anger, and he still replied with a smile on his face.

Manluo flicked her hand sleeves, sent Xiaozhu down, and went to the inner room alone in a daze.

When she entered, Fu Liluo had already sat next to the mahogany dresser and groomed herself in the mirror, and Manluo picked up the grate to help her pull her hair: "Miss, that little bamboo outside is actually from Qinghan Pavilion!" Manluo said, not finding a few strands of green silk tightly wrapped on the grate, Fu Liluo frowned, felt a tingling pain in the scalp, and stroked her forehead with her bare hands, she took the grate in the palm of Manna's hand, and indifferently pulled her sideburns: "What?"

"She said she was serving the decoction in the Qinghan Pavilion before..."

Manlo muttered and helped her straighten the broken hair that was scattered on her cheeks.

Fu Liluo's delicate hands paused, and took the pendant hairpin of Cui Zhu Yingluo and put it up: "Take a good look at her details, and usually pay attention to her every move." ”

Manberry hurriedly answered, picked up the rouge box and handed it to her.

The mist outside the court dissipated, and the warm sunlight slanted in through the cracks in the window, and the orange and yellow light hit the emerald green on her head, exuding a dazzling light, and the ambilight was very beautiful!

"Miss, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Manluo raised her hand to support her round cheeks, bent down on the dresser, and quietly watched her change into a brocade skirt with white begonia flowers.

Fu Liluo raised her eyebrows when she heard this, brushed the green silk on her shoulder, and flicked the tip of her upturned nose: "Yesterday, Sister Dou Yuan brought a letter, saying that she would go to her house to play polo today, how could I miss the appointment?"

The day before yesterday, I saw Ling'er being run away by the man in the dark clothes, she hung her heart in panic, and she didn't settle down all night, how did she know that yesterday Dou Yuan sent a letter to the little maid, saying that there was a polo game in the house today, let her go to watch and play, she was almost excited, and she was originally planning how to ask for Ling'er, this time the opportunity came, at least to see Ling'er!

"Miss, the lord heard that you were going out early in the morning, so I asked the little guys early to prepare the taro soft sedan chair of Qingluan brocade last time, and it was parked at the gate of the courtyard. Manrose stretched and yawned.

Fu Liluo looked at the unfamiliar little face in the mirror, the delicate facial features were carved out, the skin that could be broken by blowing was as bright and smooth as the best jade, the cherry lips were as rich as petals, and the red tear mole at the right eye was embedded in the white corner, which also complemented each other, only the slightly frowning eyebrows were full of thoughts, and she was finally unhappy, she gently brushed away the green silk that rubbed the corners of her mouth, and smiled faintly on her face: "You don't need that, just an ordinary carriage." ”

Manluo glanced at the cold girl, sighed, nodded and walked out.

After a while, he ran in with a handkerchief, leaned on the edge of the door frame and looked out, and said angrily: "The second lady is really enough, she ran to Cimingyuan early in the morning to cry and cry, now it's okay, I annoyed the old man, and I was tied back." Manluo looked at Fu Liluo, who was pale in face, and leaned towards the crowd by the door, her eyes full of ridicule.

She just went out and told the little maid to carry the soft sedan back, but she ran into the oncoming Yang Suqin and a group of slaves, looking at Yang Suqin who was tied up by the little maid, listening to her miserable begging for mercy, Manluo was very happy in her heart, and now she finally took a bad breath for Cuiliu, remembering the picture of Gu Yunhua being beaten last night, Manluo was extremely happy.

"Hahaha, I really deserve it! The master should have grounded the second lady too, and the second lady's cruelty was probably connived at by the second lady..."

Mama Shen shrunk her shoulders and stepped in with a wooden-patterned brocade box in her hand, and the little maidservant Xiaozhu ran in from outside the courtyard with a bitter face, almost knocking over the brocade box in Mama Shen's hand.

"What the hell, hurry to reincarnate!" waved the slopa and threw it in the face of the little maid.

Xiaozhu shook his body resignedly, and went to the next room with his eyebrows lowered.

Fu Liluo pushed open the window of the pear blossom wood, looked at it with a frown, the mournful and miserable voice struck, she pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes were cold and cold, and she finally avenged Gu Xi!

After breakfast, facing the cold wind, she walked into the carriage...

General Dou's Mansion, a corner of Nan'an, about the time of two pillars of incense from Otsuka Zaifu, the sound of mangrove chatter lingered in her ears along the way, Fu Liluo only felt sore and weak, leaning on the big pillow of Molan Xiangli, she was in a trance.

Her eyes were tightly closed, the cold wind rolled up the curtains, and she opened her cold eyes with a thrill.

"Miss, put this on quickly, the frost is falling today, and it's a little cold. Manberry carefully took the brocade cloak of white fur, wrapped it around her cold shoulders, and sucked the tip of her red nose, and Manrose immediately sneezed loudly.

"Hold this up!" Fu Liluo took out the hot warm woman in her arms, stuffed it into the frozen palm of the manna, lifted the curtain and looked out of the car, five or six people were waiting outside the gray wall of the red lantern hanging above the gray wall of the red gate, looking forward to the direction of her carriage.

His eyebrows were stunned, his bare hands touched the burnt reddish cheeks, coughed lightly, and wrapped the white shawl on his body.

"Sister Xi, Sister Xi.."

As soon as the carriage stopped, Dou Yuan's crisp and soft voice was remembered outside the car, the mangrove opened the curtain, Fu Li Luo bowed and leaned forward, as if he saw a dark green brocade in front of him, and the thick palm stretched out towards her, she didn't have time to retreat, only felt that the waist was tight, and the slender waist was grasped by a pair of thick hands at some point, her ears were hot, and she was just about to struggle and the person had floated to the ground, and the eyebrows looked at it, facing the phoenix eyes that were deep like a spring, and the curled and fine eyelashes hid the panic under the eyes, although the white skin looked faint, but the crimson on the cheeks betrayed her girlish mood。

Dou Xiaoyang's face was not shocked, brushed the dust on the placket, raised his head coldly, and met her rippling eyes, he lowered his eyes to avoid her sight, and suddenly lowered his head, but saw her watery and plump cherry lips, and the cold wind suddenly became viscous.

"Sister Yuan'er...."Fu Liluo reached out and grabbed Dou Yuan's arm, and affectionately helped her smooth the loose bun at the back of her head.

The eyes unconsciously glanced at the brocade-clothed man who was pausing behind, his starry eyes turned slightly, and he lightly opened his lips: "General Dou is good!"

I don't know why my heart was pounding so much, I caressed my chest with my bare hands, and pulled Dou Yuan with one hand, but my steps were hurrying...

Dou Xiaoyang stood with his hands in his hands, the cold wind hit the tip of his sword's nose, the dazzling sunlight shrouded in his handsome eyebrows, only the middle piece was already drenched in sweat, the thick and coarse fingertips were still trembling slightly, the tightly pursed lips, a wry smile was bent, and the piece of warm and slippery that had just been touched by the palm of his hand made him tremble.

Once upon a time, except for the bright and delicate girl, he had no intention of not thinking about it, why did he have such a strange emotion for the woman who was only a few sides of the relationship? Dou Xiaoyang was a little annoyed, and his eyes were dull as he watched the plain white shirt gradually drift away, but the begonia flowers on the plain white shirt could be seen very clearly...

"Brother, come on!"

Dou Yuan waved a handkerchief and shouted at the man standing stiffly outside the door.

He was stunned, raised his slender fingertips and tapped his forehead, and walked over...