The clouds were overcast, Dong Hui stood under the corridor, rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to catch the rootless water.

"Hui'er, what are you doing?"

A male voice suddenly sounded behind him, Dong Hui heard the sound, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "People say that if you can fill a whole bottle of this rootless water and send it to the Big Buddha Temple to pray for blessings, you can make your wish come true!"

"What does Hui'er want?"

Dong Hui's cheeks were slightly red, she closed her arms and looked back, her bright eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes shone brightly.

Fang Zhuoran was stunned.

Looking at a pair of burning eyes from Zhuo Ran above, Dong Hui's eyes flowed, and she lowered her head, "Cousin, why don't you try it too, I still have an empty bottle here!"

Fang Zhuoran nodded with a smile, "Then I will also take a bottle and send it to the Big Buddha Temple tomorrow to see if I can make my wish come true." ”

Dong Huijiao turned around with a smile and left with her bottle of water.

Fang Zhuoran looked at Dong Hui's back, with tenderness in his eyes, "Don't you want to know what wish I want to make?"

Although he left, Dong Hui was reluctant to take his steps too fast, "I don't want to know." ”

"I want to marry Hui'er home soon!" Fang Zhuoran smiled sweetly.

It wasn't until the corner of Dong Hui's goose-yellow skirt disappeared into the corner of the corridor and disappeared completely that Fang Zhuoran turned his head and reached out to catch the rain with a reverent face.

Every time I pick it up, I have to say in a low voice: I want to marry Dong Hui as my wife.

Until a white porcelain bottle was filled, Fang Zhuoran held the bottle and left cautiously.

Dong Hui stood at the corner of the cloister, her face crimson.

The little maid pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss, the young master has gone away." ”

Dong Huibai glanced at her, and looked towards the place where Fang Cai Zhuoran had stood, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Fang Zhuoran is her cousin, and she has lived with her aunt in the Yongning Hou Mansion since she was a child.

Although the marriage between her and Fang Zhuoran has not been decided, the two adults have also acquiesced, and everything is just waiting for Dong Hui and Lu.

After looking at the empty corridor, Dong Hui couldn't suppress the flying smile on her face, held the porcelain white vase in her hand, and returned to the boudoir.

As soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the oppressive atmosphere in the house, and handed the vase in his hand to the maid on one side, and whispered to a little maid in the house, "What's wrong?"

The little maid glanced at the inner room and said in a low voice: "Miss, go in quickly, Mrs. and Mrs. Uncle are both in the house, it seems that something big has happened, and the slave and maid don't know much about it." ”

Dong Hui's heart shrank, her eyes were full of surprise, and she walked towards the house.

The maid opened the beaded curtain, and before Dong Hui could lift her feet and enter the house, she saw a figure rushing towards her, and she couldn't help but take a step back in shock, and saw that her aunt was already kneeling in front of her, her eyes were full of tears, and her eyes were red and swollen, "Hui'er, please save your cousin." ”

Dong Hui was immediately frightened by her aunt's action, and hurriedly bent down to help her, "Uncle, get up quickly, what to say, get up and talk about it." ”

My aunt was crying hoarsely and refused to get up, and tears fell one after another on her sallow face.

Dong Hui tried her best to help her aunt get up, and at the same time looked up at her mother.

Mrs. Yongning Hou sighed, got up and walked to Dong Hui's side, bowed her head and said to the person kneeling on the ground: "What are you doing like this! ”

Dong Hui looked at her mother with a blank face, and then at her aunt, "Mother, what happened?"

The people of the Yongning Marquis Mansion did not answer Dong Hui, but only said to the kneeling person: "Hui'er is my daughter-in-law, I can't help you force her like this." ”

did not answer Dong Hui's words, only said to the person kneeling on the ground, and his voice was already a little indifferent.

The person who knelt on the ground immediately shrank his shoulders, and then he got up.

Wiping his tears, he pulled Dong Hui until he sat down again, and he didn't let go of Dong Hui's slender hand a little, "Your cousin was sent into the cold palace by His Majesty today." ”

Dong Hui was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mrs. Yongning Hou, who nodded slightly, "Your aunt wants you to enter the palace to assist your cousin." ”

Dong Hui suddenly looked at her mother in shock.

She is the concubine of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, and enjoys all the glory and scenery that the concubine in the mansion should have.

Everyone knows that she has a noble status and is the pearl of Mrs. Palm, but how Mrs. treats her, only she knows whether she is warm or cold.

It's just enough superficial work.

In fact, the love given to her is not as much as that for those concubines in the house, since she can remember, she has not been coquettish in front of her mother once, not that she doesn't want to, but her mother's eyes look at her, which is cold and makes people tremble.

But she never thought that her mother would say such a thing.

"I entered the palace, entered the palace to assist my cousin?" looked at her mother in shock and heartache, Dong Hui's mind was blank, "What am I doing in the palace?"

Aunt took Dong Hui's hand, crying tremblingly, "It will be the general election in a few days, as long as Hui'er participates in the election, whether it is by virtue of the status of the Marquis of Yongning Mansion or by virtue of Hui'er's talent and appearance, she will definitely be able to win, aunt begs you to enter the palace to help your cousin, the Fang family is now counting on your cousin, aunt begs you." ”

Dong Hui listened to her aunt's words in a daze, and looked at her mother with her eyes.

Mrs. Yongning Hou's thin face did not have much expression, and there was alienated indifference in her eyes, Dong Hui's heart trembled slightly, "What does mother mean?"

Mrs. Yongning Hou smiled slightly, "You are already old, you should make your own mind about these things, and your mother can't handle it for you all your life." ”

The high-sounding words are impeccable, but Dong Hui is trapped in an ice cave, "However, if I enter the palace, my cousin will ......"

Before Dong Hui's words fell, her aunt immediately said: "Hui'er, don't worry, Zhuo Ran is there, I'll go and tell him, as long as you can let your cousin gain a firm foothold in the palace, your aunt will immediately ask your cousin to arrange a way to send you out of the palace, and when the time comes, you and Zhuo Ran will go to Hangzhou or wherever you go, be quiet, and live a small life for the two of you." ”

Dong Hui looked at her aunt in a daze.

Can she actually say this, when she is a fool and coaxed?

Those who have entered the palace will have to come out again...... If you die, you may not come out, and you still go to Hangzhou to live a small life......

Liang Liang glanced at his aunt, and Dong Hui looked at Mrs. Yongning Hou, "The daughter is the mother's biological daughter, and the mother always has to decide the daughter's marriage." ”

Mrs. Yongninghou's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Dong Hui with some surprise.

Looking at each other, Dong Hui didn't dodge, and looked straight at her mother, the person who gave birth to her and raised her but didn't love her.

Mrs. Yongninghou's eyes flickered slightly, and then she smiled, "The woman is not staying, and my mother doesn't want to ......."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Zhuoran's mother leaned together and knelt in front of her, "Sister, you save the Fang family, Hui'er has said it, as long as you open your mouth, she will definitely agree, sister, the Fang family has such a little hope, sister, as the Fang family, do you want to watch the Fang family fall!"

Hoarse, holding Mrs. Yongninghou's legs, he howled and cried.

Dong Hui's thousands of thoughts were clenched in the palm of her hand for a while, and her eyes were staring at her mother for a moment.