Entering the hospital is a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps are spread into a road. The big exquisite house above is very different from the courtyard where Qingyu and her mother live.

There is a large pear blossom tree in the center of the courtyard, a gap suddenly opens under the tree, a clear spring faction, the ditch is only a few feet, around the edge of the stairs to the whole courtyard, circling around.

In the east of the courtyard, there is a delicate pavilion, in which many women wearing silk and satin are all Feng Yi's various wives and daughters, Feng Yi has not much else, that is, there are many daughters, leaving a wife and giving birth to daughters, so that he wants a son very much, but he has never been able to get what he wants.

Qingyu fixed her eyes and saw that her mother was being dragged by her eldest mother to the pavilion, and immediately chased after her.

Everyone in the pavilion saw Qingyu and Rousang coming, so they all stood up and shouted respectfully to Lu Ying.

"Big sister!"

"Auntie!"

Lu Ying stopped so that everyone didn't have to do this, and everyone straightened up.

The second lady Yang Xiu was dressed in cyan clothes, a cyan pomegranate skirt, a cyan gauze dress, and a cloak made of fine faint yellow silk on her shoulders, which matched the skirt perfectly, and the skirt was embroidered with a white lily, which was a little red in the white, just like the fair and ruddy face, the upper hair was coiled into a circle, and a few hairpins inlaid with emeralds were inserted into the lower layer of three thousand green silk scattered on the shoulders, and the earrings were also inlaid with emeralds, and the white jade neck, with a necklace of pearls and emeralds, added a lot of style to the jade neck, and the pink lips on the fair face looked petite, adding a lot of charm to the fair face, the jade hand carefully held the red sandalwood, exuding this hint of fragrance

Daughter Feng Ling'er is wearing a white and pink skirt, with pale pink jasmine embroidered on the cuffs, and white jasmine on the skirt.

"Sister, you're late. The second lady, Yang Xiuchun, walked out of the attic with a full face, grabbed the eldest sister's left wrist, and was very enthusiastic.

Lu Ying pursed her lips and smiled. "I forgot, but fortunately I remembered it when I walked around with my sixth sister. ”

The third lady, Wang Ningzhi, wore a light-colored Luo skirt with silver filigree edges, a water fu-colored gauze with a man's waist, and a long skirt with violet-colored painted hibiscus trailing the bottom and folding the waist.

With a slight smile, a pair of young and ignorant spirit beads, smooth as pearl and jade, clear eyes as clear as a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of dirt in the world, long and dense eyelashes, slightly upturned like a fan, stretched out his hand and nodded a little small nose, a pair of soft and slender white skin, the elegant orchid embroidered at the cuffs is lined with ten fingers like shaved onions, and the pink lips are shining with crystal color, lightly bending out of a very good-looking arc. Ruyu's earlobes have a light blue tassel pendant, which is light and light, and can dance slowly with a little wind.

She glanced at her sixth sister Rousang worriedly, and slowly turned around and pulled her daughter Feng Qiaoling on the side.

"Why are they here?" asked in a low voice.

Qiao Ling shook her head in confusion, very cute.

She is wrapped in a pale pink dress, covered with a white gauze coat, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the folds of the skirt are like snow and moonlight, flowing lightly on the ground, more than three feet, making the gait more graceful and soft, three thousand green silk is tied up with a hair band, the head is inserted with a butterfly hairpin, a wisp of green silk hangs on the chest, thin powder, only add color, the faint red feeling on the cheeks creates a kind of pure skin like petals as delicate and lovely, the whole person is like a butterfly flying with the wind, and like a clear and transparent ice and snow.

Seeing the sixth sister running from the corridor, she happily stepped forward and shouted, "Little sister!"

Qingyu raised her eyes and saw that it was the third sister Qiaoling and smiled happily, among the many sisters, the third sister and the third mother were the best for themselves and their mothers, so they were only happy to see the two of them.

"Third sister!" Qingyu replied loudly, running forward happily.

"Yo! I only see the third sister, can't I see your second sister and me, and the fourth and fifth sisters?" the second sister Feng Ling'er shouted at Qingyu with her hands on her waist, rolling her eyes, very annoying.

As soon as she ran in front of the third sister, Qingyu stopped and shouted in a low voice: "Erniang, Sanniang, Siniang, Second Sister, Fourth Sister, Fifth Sister!"

Everyone glanced at Qingyu with disdain, treating Qingyu as air, but greeted the eldest sister Lu Ying and Feng Leyin.

"Big sister, come in and sit down!"

"Come on!"

"Come on in!"

......

Lu Ying tightly pulled Rousang into the attic, for fear that she would slip away if she didn't pay attention.

The third sister, Qiaoling, patted Qingyu on the shoulder. "Why are you here?"

Qingyu pouted helplessly, turned around and looked at the eldest sister Leyin who was walking behind her, and dared to answer when she walked into the attic.

"They all insisted on pulling it. ”

Qiao Ling hurriedly said to Qingyu: "Why are you still here on such an occasion? It's not that you don't know about the eldest lady, it must be no good thing." ”

looked very worried, how many times had they bullied their mother and daughter on such occasions, so Qiao Ling was very worried that something bad would happen to them this time.

Qingyu grabbed the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and she was also very worried.

The fourth sister Ruishuang walked out with broken steps, dressed in a light blue gauze robe, with a white light veil draped over her shoulders, and the breeze blew, giving people a feeling of fluttering fairy. A green silk is scattered on the shoulders, slightly soft, without a trace of powder, and the temperament is like an orchid. A purple sachet embroidered with lotus hangs from his waist.

Slender Jade held a folding fan in her hand and gently stirred it.

"It's good to do it yourself. With a cold word, he walked straight past Qingyu and walked down the stone steps to the other side of the courtyard.

Qingyu and Qiaoling looked at the cold back of Ruishuang, the two of them had long been accustomed to her long story short, and they were also used to her being so cold.

"Look! The fourth sister knows it. The third sister Qiaoling said in a low voice, her eyes fixed on Ruishuang's distant back.

Qingyu lowered her eyebrows, no matter what, she must find a way to take her mother away, and rushed into the attic.

The entire Biyun Loft has a total of five floors, and everyone walked towards the fifth floor.

The fourth lady Tingqin was dressed in a light blue long skirt, embroidered with white red plums on the skirt, and used a white brocade belt to tie the slender waist that could not be grasped.

She touched her cloud sideburns, saw that her daughter Ruishuang was not beside her, and immediately turned her head to see the figure of the woman, and gently said to the eldest sister who walked in the front: "Sister! ”

The eldest sister Lu Yingtou didn't answer: "Go!"

She turned around and went downstairs, and when she met Qingyu and Qiaoling, she asked, "Xiaoyu! Qiao'er!

"She's in the yard!" replied Qiao Ling.

Tingqin nodded, and wanted to go downstairs, her brows tightened, and she pulled Qingyu, who was about to go upstairs, and said solemnly: "Hurry up and take your mother back." ”

Qingyu nodded affirmatively. "Got it, Siniang!"

With a slight smile, they went downstairs to look for their daughter, and Qingyu and Qiaoling also quickened their pace and went upstairs.