"The little one is the embroidery girl invited by Ah Lang to teach the sixth lady your female worker. Qiao Niangzi raised her eyes and glanced at the promise, and immediately withdrew her gaze.

This lady is young and a little pressing, not like a lady who has been wandering outside for many years, but like a lady who has been cultivated by a big family to marry and be a clan wife.

Ahhh

Xu Promise was dumbfounded, she had just arrived, and the cushion had not yet warmed up, and the master who taught the female workers came?

Was her father in such a hurry to marry her off?

What kind of fun is Erlang's kid making up?

Xu Yu hurriedly waved his hand, and immediately pretended to be a trace of tiredness on his face: "I see, Mrs. Qiao will go back first, I am a little tired today, and I will talk about it in a few days." ”

She was originally not tired of female workers, but now that she was driven to the shelves, she immediately avoided it.

Hu Ling couldn't close his mouth watching the excitement on the side, Zhu Shang's unhappiness of not giving her a word and bringing something had already disappeared, and when Ye Niangzi left, she immediately patted her ass and stood up: "Liuniang, it seems that your female worker really needs to be promoted." It's not early, I'll go back first, and then come to Xufu for dinner when I'm free. ”

Before leaving, he handed Xu a meaningful look.

Xu Yu didn't understand what Hu Ling's eyes meant, but he also nodded. She has never been able to build yì what others do, others have said that she will never do more to build yì, let alone Hu Ling, a guy who can't pull back nine cows if he has an idea.

After the people in the house were gone, he promised to let the maid just now come in, and try to make his tone calm and gentle, with the feeling of everyone's lady: "What kind of character is this Qiao lady?"

The maidservants in the Xu Promise Courtyard came to Xu's house half a month ago, and they all followed a grandmother for half a month, and they already knew how to look at the master's face.

The maidservant said respectfully: "Back to the lady, this Qiao lady is very famous in Kaifeng Mansion, and many officials and nobles will invite her to teach the ladies embroidery in the mansion." ”

"How many years do you usually teach?" promised to sit on the couch. He asked weakly with his elbows propped up on the table.

Although she wants to improve her embroidery skills, if she is allowed to learn for two or three years, it is really unbearable.

"Half a year. The maid's head was buried very deeply, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of her teeth. She also didn't understand why Ah Lang asked Lady Qiao to teach Sixth Lady, why Niangzi asked her to ask, she didn't want to answer this question.

Half a year is acceptable.

The thought had just flashed through Promise's mind, and suddenly he realized something. Raised his voice and asked, "How old are the ladies that Mrs. Qiao teaches on weekdays?"

The maid frowned and hesitated for a moment. seemed to have made a lot of determination, closed his eyes and said, "It's a four- to seven-year-old lady." ”

It's so small, and it's half a year.

Isn't that a primer!

Her father actually invited an embroidery girl to teach her how to get started!

An embroidery girl who teaches a lady who has just walked back to just become literate. She was invited by her father to teach her!

Father, how much do you think about your daughter!

Although she is really not good at female workers, this is too exaggerated.

Xu promised to cover his face, but fortunately Hu Ling left. Otherwise, her old face is really useless.

However, what was the meaningful look in Hu Ling's eyes when he left?

Could it be that she already knew the identity of this Qiao lady?

Promise hurriedly sent the maidservant away. Rolling back and forth on the couch by himself. She has never lost such a big face from her previous life to this life.

How can she go out like this!

Everyone knew that she was not a good worker.

On the second day, Xu Promise learned that this Qiao lady was originally going to teach the daughter of the county lord of Lejiang to teach a female worker, and the little county lord was sick. Therefore, I am not going to study female workers for the time being.

That's it, Mrs. Qiao has nothing to do.

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng has six sons and two daughters, except for the future crown prince Zhao Zhen and the second daughter to become the eldest princess of the country. The rest of the children died young.

Therefore, the emperor especially favored several county lords, and the county lord of Lejiang was among them. After the emperor learned about it, he somehow assigned this Qiao lady to the Xu family. …

Xu Yue's scalp was tingling, what trouble did she have?

Chuntang adapted to Bianjing very quickly, and in just two days, he had assigned all the maids in the courtyard to their duties, and told them the habit of promise, just like a first-class maid. In July, because he couldn't stand the dryness of the north, his face was a little haggard, and he nested in the house for several days.

Time flies, and it's mid-November in the blink of an eye.

The leaves on the trees had long since fallen clean, and the promise had been replaced with a thick jacket, and the jacket and boots had been thickened.

She always woke up early, and on this day she put on her clothes and pushed the door out.

Goose feathers of snow fell from the gray sky, and there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground.

No wonder I slept so well yesterday, it turned out to be snowing.

Xu Yu took a deep breath and prepared to go back, when he saw a few shallow footprints in the corner.

I didn't think much about it, and immediately lifted my skirt to the past.

According to the size of the footprints, they would never have been left by the maidservants or mothers-in-law of the Ming Hibiscus Pavilion, not to mention that they had not woken up yet.

She spun her head around quickly, looked at the speed at which the snowflakes were falling, and looked carefully at the depth of the footprints, estimating the time of the man's departure.

His face sank, and he immediately walked out.

She had just washed and dressed, but she didn't even notice that someone was there, and when did her hearing, which she had always been proud of, not even notice that someone had entered the yard?

When she got out of the Hibiscus Pavilion, she looked white, and she didn't seem to recognize the place where she had lived for a month.

"Liuniang. ”

The two words drilled into Xu Promise's ears like feathers, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment.

Sounds that are both familiar and distant......

When she turned around, she saw a man in white, standing quietly in the snow, with a thin layer of snow falling on his shoulders, and a very light white breath when he breathed.

The weather was gloomy and gray, and there was a lot of snow, but it couldn't stop his dazzling figure.

His temperament is elegant, introverted and calm, his eyes are cool and focused, and a shallow smile appears in his eyes.

Finally saw it.

Square mirror!

Promise stood still and didn't know what to do, his heart pounding.

She knew very well what the square mirror represented to the original owner and how important it was, so she always wanted to see him earlier and pay off the kindness owed by the original owner earlier, but at the same time, she was afraid to see him.

The square mirror in her memory is also so gorgeous, but now that she sees a real person, she really understands these four words.

Seeing that the promise did not move, Fang Jing stepped over and asked gently, "I haven't seen you for two years, you don't recognize me?"

"Brother Jingping. It seemed that it took all the strength of the promise to say these four words, and nothing could be said superfluous.

Fang Jing's slender and white hand swept over the top of the promise's head and pressed it to his chest, and the smile on his face was even bigger: "It's grown a lot." ”

"Yes. He hung his head and didn't look at him, but at the hem of his clothes, and the snowflakes hit his clothes and fell to the ground. She didn't practice internal skills, and when she breathed, she exhaled much more white gas than in the square mirror, and tried her best to restrain the frequency and depth of her breathing, but the white gas was more-

Pink plus. (To be continued)

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