Afraid that no matter how deep his thoughts were, tears would roll down in this north wind, Gu Yuqing's hand holding the silk handkerchief clenched his fists tightly, his nails embedded in the flesh, and forcibly stopped his thoughts.

Ji Xiang stood beside Gu Yuqing, felt the change in her mood, and whispered in her ear: "Miss, the slave is going to knock on the door, right?"

Gu Yuqing took a breath and slowly exhaled, "I'll go." ”

Ji Xiang hurriedly said: "Miss, the copper ring is cold, let's go as a slave." ”

On such a cold day, the breath of Ha can't wait to condense and freeze in front of me immediately, and the copper knocker doesn't know how cold it will be, maybe as soon as the fingers touch the copper ring, it will be stuck by the cold air.

Gu Yuqing shook her head, the look on her face was a determination that could no longer be discussed, and she couldn't be auspicious, so she had to comply.

The warm hand roasted by the small hand stove stretched out from the sleeve of the shirt, and the cold wind swept away the residual heat stored on it mercilessly, and the biting cold soaked into the blood for a moment.

Sure enough, as auspicious said, the copper ring is really cold.

But the cooling that went straight to the bone marrow was what made Gu Yuqing's thoughts roll like a tide, and he really calmed down.

What nonsense!

Concubine Mei and the eldest prince Xiao Yan were asked a few years ago, how could this painting of the door god on the dark green door be made by Xiao Yan.

After knocking on the door three or two times, there was a sound of footsteps inside, accompanied by an inquiring voice, "Who?"

Listening to the voice, it should be an old grandmother who came to open the door, Gu Yuqing hurriedly put away her thoughts and stabilized her voice, and said, "Grandma, we are the people who are being mentioned by Wang Li. ”

Gu Yuqing's voice fell, and the footsteps on the other side of the door had already reached him, with a "creak" sound, accompanied by the whistling north wind, an old but elegant face appeared from the crack in the door, and as the door was opened, the figure of the old man fell into Gu Yuqing's eyes at a glance.

Medium-height, slightly fat, dressed like ordinary villagers, even the bun on her head is the same as a few peasant women she met by chance on the road all the way, but inexplicably, Gu Yuqing just felt a temperament in her that ordinary people did not have.

It's not noble, but it's extremely atmospheric! It's not like a village woman, but more like a housekeeper mother in a big family.

"Grandma is good. In addition to being surprised, Gu Yuqing nodded slightly, which was regarded as a salute to the elder, "Li Zheng said that you have a good piece of jade at home." "Get straight to the point and get straight to the point.

The grandma who opened the door looked at her from head to toe with a pair of eyes when Gu Yuqing was speaking, and when she finished speaking, she smiled and said, "Come in and talk, what is it to stand in the doorway, come in!" greeted warmly.

Different from the courtyard in the capital, no matter how big or small, there is a shadow wall when you enter the door, covering all sights.

The small and compact square yard, cleaned up neatly and neatly, the plum and red plums planted at the root of the wall are swaying in the wind, and the posture seems to be fully prepared, waiting for the wind to bloom in the moon, proudly fighting snow.

Wow, for some reason, Gu Yuqing remembered going to Concubine Mei's palace when she was a child, and in her courtyard, under the root of the wall, plum blossoms were also planted.

It's just the plum blossoms in the courtyard of Concubine Mei, and there are many categories.

This thought came to the tip of her heart, Gu Yuqing hurriedly shook her head, and secretly sighed, what's wrong today, why do you always think of the old people who haven't been mentioned for many years, but her eyes still fall on the plum tree, and she can't move it.

As if through the air wrapped in the wind, I saw that year, after she entered the palace with her mother to greet the Queen Mother, her mother passed by Concubine Mei's bedroom on the way back, and Tete knocked on the door to enter, standing under the plum tree to climb a branch for her, and wore it on her sideburns.

At that time, Concubine Mei had not yet been questioned, and her mother had not been poisoned by Gu Yuhe.

At that time, the years were quiet, like the blooming red plums, and even the air was sweet.

…… Thoughts always can't help but flutter, many moments that people in two lives have never remembered, but today they are like a mountain torrent, gushing out together, and they can't be stopped.

The grandma was not in a hurry to lure Gu Yuqing directly into the house, but walked slowly step by step, as if she deliberately slowed down her pace, so that she could see enough of the scene in the courtyard.

Obviously, it was only a few teas, but it was a full half column of incense before reaching the door under the corridor, Grandma opened the curtain and invited Gu Yuqing into the house, and the heat of the tea fragrance came to her face.

It smells good and inexpensive jasmine tea, Gu Yuqing entered the door for a moment, and her steps froze when she landed.

When Concubine Mei was alive, she also liked to sprinkle some jasmine flowers in the incense burner and burn them.

She would never be mistaken about the taste!

Almost instantly, the blood in Gu Yuqing's whole body was boiled by the aroma of this tea!

But...... God, Concubine Mei is a person who has already died!

Isn't Concubine Mei dead?!

The thought flashed, and it seemed to take root, and it began to grow wildly in Gu Yuqing's heart!

For a moment, the solemn expression made Gu Yuqing's auspicious hands tighten.

But the grandmother didn't seem to be there, only smiled with her eyebrows, pointed to a chair on the side for her to sit down, and poured hot tea herself.

Because of the horrified thought in her heart, coupled with the picture of the door god at the door, Gu Yuqing had the heart to look at the furnishings in the house, looking for clues of the painting, but to her disappointment, the whole house did not even have a painting, even the roof beams were wrapped in plain cloth, and there were no paintings.

Unable to find what he wanted to see, Gu Yuqing couldn't help but wonder when he was disappointed, if the owner of this house was a painter for many years, how could there be no trace of painting at home? Even if he was no longer engaged in this profession because of his old age, he couldn't just have no paintings at home!

You must know that the people of my dynasty, every New Year's Festival, it is necessary to post New Year's pictures and Spring Festival couplets at home, especially the elderly, what five blessings are coming, and Jiwa Doulian is indispensable!

There is not a single painting here, but it seems to be deliberately covering up something!

What to cover...... Her eyebrows moved slightly, and Gu Yuqing turned her eyes to look at the grandmother who was sitting side by side with her.

"Grandma isn't a native of Wangjiazhuang, right?" After adjusting the heavy and turbulent emotions in her heart, Gu Yuqing asked with a smile as if she had no intention.

Hearing this, Grandma smiled kindly and nodded, "Ancestral home is Shandong." ”

Shandong...... Mother said that Concubine Mei's hometown is Rizhao, Shandong......

A heart jerked, Gu Yuqing almost jumped up from the chair, and used all her strength to suppress the heart in her chest that was about to jump out.

"Does Grandma recognize a person whose maiden name is Mei Jiu?"

As the words came out, Gu Yuqing's eyes stared at the grandmother for a moment, and the silk handkerchief pinched in her hand was wrapped around her fingers one by one.

Mother once said that Concubine Mei's name is well-known in Rizhao.

In Rizhao, there may be people who don't know about the favorite concubine Meifei, but everyone doesn't know Mei Jiu!