What is in my aunt's room?

Rongyue smiled, "I got it from the back hall." ”

Luo Chuiqi glanced at her with disgust, "Then don't you put it away?" Let someone find out, I'm afraid I won't look for it!"

"Yes, yes, miss. Melt the moon and put it in for a while. She moved a stool and sat on Luo Chuiqi's side, smiling mysteriously, "Miss, do you want to know what Rongyue heard today?"

Luo Chuiqi smiled, cooperated with her salesman, and asked, "What did you hear?"

Sure enough, Rongyue smiled even more happily, "I heard about our uncle!"

Luo Chuiqi smiled, her eyes were a little evasive, she was about to marry her husband, no matter how smart Luo Chuiqi was, she was only a seventeen-year-old lady in the pavilion, and she was always a little shy. Just one sentence ironed her pale face with a layer of red.

"The maids in the house have been talking about it for the past few days, saying that the aunt is clear and handsome, with a good demeanor, and what is even more rare is that he is self-controlled, an official in the court, and has outstanding ability, and even the old man Sun often praises him!"

Luo Chuiqi listened quietly, her eyes were shy, and she also brought a deep thought that she did not let you realize. The master said that her marriage with Sun Yonghang was facilitated by Mr. Sun, and it used to be because her father was Luo Qingyan, who was the secretary of the court, so what about now?

But her uncle's strength is too small to be able to speak? She closed her eyes slightly in confusion and fatigue, she was too shallow, she didn't know anything, how did she settle down? The most impermanent love in life...... Is love really so impermanent? It is impossible for the master to say something alarmist, but her father and mother ......

She always remembers that the look of her father before his death, looking at her mother's eyes, is so lingering, knowing that she is dead, but the love is deep-rooted, and it is difficult to leave, it is this one look that makes her mother ruthlessly give up her and be willing to go with her father. Once she didn't understand, so she complained about her mother and father, but now, when she is about to become a wife, she is envious.

Can she be as lucky as her father? Sun Yonghang is her beloved? He and she can live and die together like her father and mother, and never abandon her?

The spring flowers compete for beauty, causing the bees and butterflies outside the screen window to buzz, urging the lazy people in the spring to fall asleep. The peaches and apricots in the garden are vying for beauty, and the pear blossoms are beginning to sprout. In the boudoir, Luo Chuiqi is quietly embroidering a picture of autumn geese, with a banner of six feet, with a clear autumn sky, a long river soup soup, a line of geese in the clouds, lining this green mountain at a glance, it reveals some clear and high artistic conception.

There was a pot of Ruixiang in the house, and in season, the incomparable fragrance was scattered throughout the room. After embroidering with his head down for nearly two hours, Luo Chuiqi wrapped the thread, put a knot, and pinned the thread aside. Rongyue lightly held a cup of tea, and the fragrance overflowed, which made people feel a little more energetic. Luo Chuiqi smiled slightly, took it, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Is it Taiji Cuiluo?"

"Yes, my uncle sent someone to send it yesterday. Rongyue walked to the embroidery and came closer to see, "Miss, you haven't embroidered mandarin ducks, and Tilian or the like?" She has been looking at it for several days, Miss is either embroidering "flowers blooming rich", or embroidering "birthday star holding peaches", and now she embroidered an autumn goose picture, seeing that the day of March 12 is approaching, and there are no mascots with white heads of husband and wife.

As soon as Luo Chuiqi heard this, Xiu's face suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help but cry out in annoyance: "Rongyue!"

Rong Yue turned around and saw that her face was flushed with cheeks, so she smiled, "Oh, my young lady! This time I am still shy with the slave maid, and it is true that I am serious about embroidering a few brocades that have been in harmony for a hundred years! Don't be mistaken because of shyness!"

Luo Chuiqi put the teacup aside, "Hmph, you are only sixteen, how can you find out these marriages so clearly?

Rong Yue's face was also red, and she stomped her feet, "Okay! I'm all anxious about Miss's business! Miss Dare takes my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!"

"Okay, good!" Luo Chuiqi saw that she was annoyed, and couldn't help but let go of her soft voice, pulling her to sit aside, "My good sister, I know that you are good for me!" She saw Rong Yue turn her face, and her tone was a little lighter, "Flowers bloom and wealth is the prosperity of the family, and the birthday star holding a peach is wishing the old man a long life. How can I not be out of the cabinet?"

These words were eloquent, and the tone was soft, but Rong Yue also lost her smile, "Miss, do you have to marry into their Sun family?"

Luo Chuiqi was stunned, can she not marry? She had thought about this sentence, but who could she ask? Her father and mother were no longer alive, and even if she was, her own family affairs were set by her father, and the Sun family was such a high position, so how could she be allowed to regret her marriage? Besides, she actually didn't have a family, and she had never seen anyone in the boudoir for many years, and with the power of the Sun family in the court, where did other families have the courage to come to the door to propose marriage? She smiled, and she was charming, "Rongyue, I have been promised to the Sun family since I was a child, and my father is the master." Besides, don't you say that...... That Sun Yonghang is an outstanding person, the husband that every family in Tiandu City thinks of, and it is my blessing that I have to marry him. ”

"But Miss ......" Rongyue looked at Luo Chuiqi's indifferent eyes, and suddenly stopped, "Miss is right! Uncle has such a character, it is just right for Miss! I am Miss's husband, husband and wife are in love, and I will be the father of the little master in the future, ah, haha!"

"Go! I just said a few words, and I didn't have a serious face!" Luo Chuiqi slapped her lightly, her face was slightly off, and her eyes looked slightly at the embroidered pillow stacked on the bedside. Out of the pavilion girl's mind, who can get rid of these?

On a lonely and cold moonlit night, Luo Chui stood in front of the window with his coat folded, and gently put his hand on the pane, and the window opened. In March, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, the pure flower color fills the whole yard, the snow presses the spring, and the fragrant flowers are in the moon. This scenery has been seen for nearly ten years, and Luo Chuiqi still never gets tired of seeing it.

The faint memory goes back to childhood, "The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and the catkins are full of flowers when they fly." The melancholy east column two snow, life is clear. This is Daddy's favorite among the sages and pears. Every time the pear blossoms are in full bloom, my father will always go to the garden with my mother to taste wine and enjoy the flowers, a pot of 'Yao Juefang', a few dishes of small dishes, my father is not strong enough to drink, every time he drinks a round, he will reveal some thin drunkenness, and then he will begin to memorize poems, one after another, sometimes in good spirits, he will let his mother prepare pen and ink, draw a picture, and also make a few poems. The world only says that Daddy's most famous painting is "Kunpeng Wanli Clouds", but in fact, Daddy's painting has the most charm of pear blossoms.

After each painting, my father loved to hold her and sit on his lap, and said with a smile: Qi'er was born at the end of the year, although she should be the product of Qiu Ju Hanmei, but her father felt that it was still pear blossoms!

At this time, the mother will smile and cross-examine: Qi'er is just a child, how can she see the god of pear blossoms?

Hey, look at our Qi'er, the jade spirit is clear, pure and elegant, not what is a pear blossom!

When my mother heard this, she couldn't help but laugh: "You!

At that time, she didn't know what her father meant, but when she saw that her mother and father were laughing, she also clapped and laughed. But unconsciously, she paid special attention to the pear blossoms.

As soon as the wind passed, a petal of pear fell in front of the porch, and Luo Chuiqi leaned over to pick it up and gently held it in his palm. Raised his face slightly, the sky was full of stars, father, mother, tomorrow my daughter will be out of the pavilion, you are in the spirit of the sky, will you see it?

The starlight is so bright, twinkling and twinkling. Luo Chuiqi looked at it, and her heart overflowed with a sourness, and the two lines of tears quietly slipped down her delicate face, dripping on the back of her hand, and silently seeping into the pear in her palm.