It has been more than half a month after the foot injury has healed, a few plasters down, about a week to reduce the swelling and relieve pain, see a lot better, but the doctor said that he is afraid of saving tendons and falling the root of the disease, let him rest for more time.

These days, most of the housework is handled by Geng's mother, except for Chun'er to visit by the way, she can only have nothing to do on weekdays.

Geng's father was originally a martial artist, and some of the books left by his ancestors in his family had accumulated thick dust because no one cared about them for too long. It was a pity to see that these books were so idle, so I took them and read them. Although it is quite difficult to read and write traditional Chinese characters, most of these books are poems and songs, and it is a bit fun to learn slowly. Fortunately, ancient women have always advocated that "no talent is virtue", and no one cares how awkward their writing is with a brush.

I think that "piano, chess, calligraphy and painting" is a vassal and elegant thing for the ladies, although I want to learn, but I am afraid that it will be too profound, and it will be difficult to get started in the short term. So I started the idea of "female red embroidery".

"She" originally didn't like to learn these, but now it's me who is interested, so I asked Geng's mother for advice, Geng's mother saw that her daughter suddenly opened her mind, and she was really happy, only that her daughter was getting older, and she finally restrained her temperament and had the consciousness of the girl's family.

Seeing that Geng's mother was so excited, I just smiled silently, thinking that this Geng girl is really not like an ordinary woman, if she is lucky enough to go to her own era, maybe she can mix the wind and water a thousand times better than before. But now, I'm here, but I don't know where she is.

When Geng's mother saw that her daughter had opened her mind, she was naturally very attentive, and the next day she brought me embroidery tools and simple patterns, and taught them carefully.

At that time and space, when I moved in the early years, I also turned out the embroidery bandage, and I also fiddled with it for a while, but in the end, because there was no one to guide me, and I was busy with my studies, I had to give up. Later, the retro style prevailed in college, so he learned to weave Chinese knots and cross-stitch, and earned a large amount of pocket money by making up small ornaments, which can also be regarded as a small achievement.

Fortunately, with these foundations and interests, and in order to memorize and master the morphological and medicinal properties of various Chinese herbs when studying Chinese medicine, I specialized in painting, and I have a unique sensitivity to patterns and colors, so it is not too difficult to learn. In about two or three weeks, he learned to score five or six points, although he couldn't get on the stage, but it also made Geng's mother a lot of relief.

In the blink of an eye, it is the beginning of summer in April, and when the winter clothes are gradually receding, every household has begun to make new clothes for summer. Mother Geng and Mama Du, the steward of Sibeile Mansion, are distant relatives, and they have some contacts on weekdays. Mama Du likes the embroidery samples drawn by Geng's mother very much, and every time she changes into new clothes, she asks Geng's mother to send some for her own reference, and Geng's mother is also happy to use these embroidery samples in exchange for some silver ingredients to supplement the family.

Mother Geng saw that I was very thoughtful about the drawing of the pattern, so she asked me to draw some novel and unique patterns, and then selected the ones that looked good and mixed them in the original ones, and sent them to Mama Du together.

I didn't expect that the pattern that I had learned at the beginning could also enter Mama Du's eyes, and people said that they wanted to have more of these styles for use.

There are a lot of trivial things at home these days, and Geng's mother can't be separated for a while, so I asked me to paint more pictures and send them to Baylor Mansion, and by the way, I have a good eye with Mama Du, so that if I enter Baylor Mansion in the future, I will have someone to take care of it.

Wangfu Street is located in the east of the city, adjacent to the Forbidden City, and is not an ordinary small person to live in. As far as the eye can see, there is a Zhumen compound as far as the eye can see, with blue tiles and red walls, and the wide streets rarely have idlers coming and going, which looks cold and solemn.

I searched for a long time to find the four Baylor Mansion in the northeast corner, standing in front of the gate and looking up at the three golden words of "Baylor Mansion", thinking that this is the future Lama Temple, and there are many indescribable sighs in my heart.

Since ancient times, all large mansions, even if the female dependents of the mansion have quite status, if they are not the head of the house, they can only enter and exit through the side door, not to mention the gate of this palace, how can people of my status enter and exit at will. Thinking of this, he only stopped and watched for a while, and without any further delay, he went around from the side alley to the back door of Baylor Mansion, reported his identity, and waited for a long time before someone came to lead him in.

As soon as you enter the Sibeile Mansion, you can feel that the rules of the Heavenly Mansion are really unusual. The servant who led the way never said a word, and only occasionally gestured to follow. Originally, I had the intention of secretly enjoying the scenery, but now I don't dare to take care of it, so I have to keep my head down and move forward carefully.

When I saw Mama Du, I saluted according to the rules, and if I should greet her, I handed over the pattern to her to choose, and was taught a few words of etiquette that should be observed when walking around the house in a few days, and was sent out.

Returning to the spacious road of Wangfu Street, I turned around and looked at the closed copper button Zhumen, and felt more melancholy and worry about the future.

I didn't want to stay in this trouble-prone place for a long time, so I packed up my mood and turned around and walked back, but I saw a person coming towards him, followed by a few people.

When I saw the people, my heart was not good, but I couldn't avoid it, so I had to retreat to the side of the road with my head down according to the rules, hoping that they would hurry up, and don't recognize myself.

Sometimes things are always like this, and the more good and bad spirits are satisfied, the more difficult it is to achieve their wishes.

"Say hello to the fourteenth master" It seems that the human horse stopped in front of him, and he knew that he couldn't avoid it today, so he had to stabilize his mind and bow his head and salute.

"What a coincidence, I saw you from a distance just now, I just felt familiar, and I was afraid that I would admit my mistake, but I didn't expect it to be you, why are you here?" The person who came was the fourteenth elder brother Yinyu, and there was surprise in his tone.

I was going to casually deal with a few words and send him away, but before I could answer, I saw that the following people also stopped.

"Fourteenth brother, why are you walking so fast?" the one who arrived first shouted at Yinyu with a big grin.

Taking advantage of the stall where Yinyu turned back, I secretly glanced at the person out of the corner of my eye, who looked a little thick, with a body up and down, which showed that he was more than brave and lacking in intelligence, and he thought it should be the tenth prince Yinqi.

"I once had a relationship with this girl, and I came to say hello" Yinyu gave Yinyu the words of Yinyu, and turned to look at me, the smile on his face was like the warm sun in March, which made people slightly dazzling.

"When did the fourteenth brother make a friend to a beautiful woman, why haven't you heard of it?" The person who spoke was the person who came with Yinqi, with ridicule in his tone, as if he deliberately spoke lightly.

When I saw that person, I was immediately annoyed that I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today. He was the man I had seen in the ruined temple that day, and he was looking at me with interest.

The temple was dark that day, and he deliberately avoided suspicion, so he didn't look too much, and when he looked at it today, he found that this person had a feminine appearance, but fortunately, the shrewdness and ability in his eyes resolved the awkwardness of boys and girls, but there was a kind of freshness and wisdom of the neighbor Oba. If such a look is placed in that time and space, it must be a highly sought-after beautiful man. But now it's the object of my avoidance.

"Ninth brother, don't be rude. "The man who followed after this man was a little older, handsome, and had gentle eyes, giving people a warm and jade-like intimacy, and his name let me know the man's identity, and guess his identity. He must be the Yinxi who will be respected as the "Eight Sages King" in the future. Looking at the calm and calm person in front of him, thinking of his final ending, there is an indescribable desolation and regret in my heart.

"This is my eighth brother, ninth brother and tenth brother, you don't have to be polite, just get up and speak. Yinyu smiled at the three of them, turned around and excused me, and pointed to the three of them.

"Say hello to a few elder brothers" Although he was exempted, but after all, his identity was limited, and he still bowed to a few people before he straightened up, thinking that the last time Kangxi returned to Luan, he wanted to see the appearance of the princes, but unfortunately he was disappointed.

"Is your foot better? Why did you come here today, but came to look for me? By the way, you forgot to ask the girl's name that day. Yinyu asked this stupidly, which caused Yinyu to laugh wildly.

"It's not just your fourteenth brother in the mansion here, you don't even know the name of the girl, how can you expect that the girl is here to find you?"

Yinyu's words were just unintentional casual words, and when he said this, it added ambiguity, and he suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

"People's daughter Geng, thank you for the fourteenth elder brother's concern, the foot injury has long been healed, and today I am here to send embroidery samples to the Sibeile Mansion for my mother. The folk girl was dull, which made the elder brothers laugh. ”

In ancient times, a woman's boudoir name could only be called by her family, and her husband could call her small characters after a woman got married. If you tell a man easily, you are not keeping women's morals. Maybe it's not long after the Manchurians entered the customs, and there are still no such rules, and Yinyu didn't shy away from it, but after all, I am a woman in the boudoir, so I naturally have to avoid taboos, not to mention that I have a relationship with him, and I am not familiar with him, and I don't want to really have any misunderstanding after being ridiculed by Yinyu, so I deliberately alienate myself.

"Oh, are you a slave of the fourth brother's family?" was just about to speak, but Yinyu was picked up by Yinyu.

"Back to Babel, my father Geng Dejin did some errands under Sibeile, and Mama Du, the housekeeper of Sibeile's family, was a distant relative of the people's daughter's mother's family, so they had some contacts. "Now Yinren is still the crown prince of Kangxi's favor, I vaguely remember that Yinzhen at this time is still the prince's faction, the battle between the nine sons is not obvious, although the princes can see the intimacy, but it is not tense, but I just think about the nine sons in the future, and I always feel that Yinzhen's rhetorical question is quite meaningful.

"That's the case, it's okay to have a foot injury, it's not too early, and it should be a short journey from here, so I won't gossip much, so I will leave. "I don't know if Yinzhen is a little embarrassed by my estrangement, or because I am a slave of the Yinzhen family, when I speak again, the tone is obviously not as casual as before, and I am also a lot more estranged and polite.

"Folk Girls Sending You Brothers" Sometimes the camp can't be chosen, not to mention that for me, who already knows the result, no matter what my impression of these people is today, I will still choose to be their opposite. So Yinyu's attitude made me breathe a sigh of relief, and I said goodbye to his words, and sent the four of them away first.

Sending the four people away, they walked to the entrance of Wangfu Street, and when they raised their eyes, they saw two other people coming on horseback, and they were also wearing dazzling yellow belts around their waists. When I first arrived, I didn't see many princes and grandsons, and if it wasn't for Yinyu, I was afraid that I wouldn't recognize the identities of those three people. At this time, I naturally didn't have much impression of the two people who came on. Just raised his eyes and looked at it, and then he was ready to help him down and send him away before leaving.

This glance was not tight, but it was the pair of deep and sharp eyes that I had seen when I returned to Luan that day.

My heart shook. There are many princes of Kangxi, this person should be older than Yinyu, but the one next to him is about the same age as Yinyu. Looking at the appearance of these two people, I suddenly realized that these two people may be legendary - Yinzhen and Yinxiang!

But it's just a guess, even if you have doubts in your heart, it's impossible to come forward and ask. It wasn't until the two of them hurried past that I let out a long breath and hurried away, lest I meet someone I shouldn't have met again.

At the moment when I turned around, I didn't know that the eagle-eyed man behind me was also looking back—

The author has something to say: Well, this chapter I admit is that I want to be lazy. The appearance of one by one is too troublesome and too procrastinating. So just let them all show up, and then start slowly abusing their hearts. Hey, hey, hey, I'm a stepmother, who am I afraid of. In addition, I know that the pace of this book is very slow, and many people who like fast-paced plots are probably a bit boring to read. But this style of writing has always been my passion, so I decided to stick to this rhythm and tell a very, very long story. It's like a time-traveling notebook of the heroine, recording her long and legendary life. I'm sorry, but allow me to be willful and make the spit more violent.

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