Lan Xin couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and sometimes Lu Zhendong's deep eyes appeared in his mind, and sometimes Rong Jing's gentle smile appeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Zhendong's calloused hand stretched out in front of her, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Lan Xin, give me your hand, I will protect you at the ends of the earth." ”

With an elegant smile on his face, Rong Jing squeezed away that hand, held the mandarin duck lantern and handed it over, and said softly: "Lan Xin, in this life and this life, we only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. ”

Lan Xin looked left and right, hesitating, not knowing who to believe. But the voices of the two people were like magic sounds, lingering in their ears incessantly. Lan Xin was disturbed, frowned, pushed them away with both hands, and shouted impatiently, "Go away!"

Suddenly, Lan Xin opened his eyes and realized that he had fallen asleep unconsciously. Putting down her waving hands in a dejected manner, her right hand happened to touch a warm thing, and she took the opportunity to hold it in her hand. Playing with the "Ring Cup" from time to time has now become a habit for her.

"Whew!" exhaled deeply, as if to exhale all the depression in his heart. Frowning and looking at the curtain blocking the bed, I always felt that it was so stuffy that it was breathless. As soon as he raised his hand, the whole curtain was torn open with a "bang".

Dong Xiu, who was in the blue yarn cupboard, heard the sound and got up and put on his clothes. Lifting the teapot on the stove, he put his other hand on the teapot and tested the temperature, and when he saw that the temperature was just right, he gave Lan Xin a cup of chrysanthemum red date tea.

Now that the weather is gradually getting cooler, it is not suitable for drinking herbal tea. So Jane's mother ordered the teapot to be placed on the stove to be warmed. Worried that the girl would drink too much tea at night and find it difficult to sleep, she ordered the pot to warm chrysanthemum and red date tea.

Dongxiu walked into the inner room with light steps, Lan Xin lay on the edge of the bed sideways, and the black satin-like hair on the back of her head was spread flat on the bed. raised his eyes and glanced at Dong Xiu lightly, and then lowered his eyes again.

Dongxiu looked at her girl's confused staring appearance, felt extremely cute, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile. came to the side of the bed and said softly: "Girl, the slave maid poured you chrysanthemum and red date tea." ”

"Hmm. Lan Xin hummed lightly, took Dong Xiu's hand, and took a few sips of tea. The warm tea flowed down my throat and into my stomach, and I immediately felt much more comfortable. Dongxiu put the cup on the table next to him, moved a brocade pestle, and said with a smile: "Girl, the slave will tell you about the interesting things you have encountered in the past few days." ”

"Okay!" Lan Xin nodded incredulously, smoothed his long black and beautiful hair with his hand, found a comfortable position, and leaned on the pillow. Watery eyes flickered at the top of the tent, waiting for Dongxiu to speak.

Dongxiu pulled the placket of her clothes and said with a smile: "A few days ago, the slave maid picked a lot of flowers in the garden according to Mother Zhen's instructions. Later, Jane's mother asked the slaves and maids to pick out the good ones. Jane's mother's requirements are very high. The size of the flowers selected should be moderate, and even the size of the petals is required. The best flowers are reserved for snacks, and the inferior ones are reserved for spices.

The slave maid now knew that different raw materials were mixed together in different proportions to make different spices. There may even be a fragrance that is not present in the ingredients. Sometimes, it also brings out a faint aroma of grass. ”

Lan Xin suddenly thought of the fragrance that seemed to be there in the Xiao Garden, and it seemed that there was also the smell of grass. Could it be that that person is from the palace? What is the purpose of his hiding behind it? Or rather, he wants to know what it is? Thinking about the words asked by Mrs. Mu, fortunately he answered cautiously, otherwise, I don't know if it would cause trouble.

However, you still have to be more careful in the future. I don't know if the people that Aunt Bing arranged to go to Xiaoyuan were successful? In any case, Xiaoyuan should still arrange people to go in.

Dong Xiu saw Lan Xin's eyes staring at one place in a daze, knowing that she was thinking about something else. She didn't bother, she didn't care, she still said to herself: "······ A few days ago, Zhuangzi sent a few rabbits over, and they were still alive. Jane's mother instructed someone to keep it in a cage for the time being, comb some rabbit fur down, and make handguards for the girl when it was cold. Zhuangzi also sent a lot of fish······"

You should take some time to go to Zhuangzi and have a look. Lan thought in a daze, she didn't know what Dongxiu said later.

Dongxiu listened to Lan Xin's gradually even breathing and stopped talking. Tuck the corners of the quilt for her, close the curtains, and retreat lightly.

The days slipped by day by day, and Lan Xin later transported a large number of mirrors over, which were distributed by Mrs. Mu to the capital and several wealthy states. The turmoil of the glass mirror opened in Xiaoyuan gradually regained its calm. But people's enthusiasm for buying mirrors has not diminished in the slightest.

Mrs. Mu looked at the account books presented every day, and she was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. Not only are the sales of glass mirrors considerable, but the sales of other things are also surprising. Just for the ever-increasing numbers on this ledger, Mrs. Mu took out her purse and entertained Lan Xin warmly and thoughtfully in the Drunken Immortal Residence. Lan Xin was not polite to her, and the two pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Looking at the thickened silver ticket in the box, Lan Xin's face showed a satisfied smile.

Qinghe carried the breakfast box and walked into the house in the morning light. She put the breakfast box on the table, quickly placed the red bean and barley porridge on the table, and put the osmanthus cake, jujube paste yam cake, crystal shrimp dumplings and other snacks on the table. Then he took out a few appetizers.

glanced at Lan Xin, who was sitting on the dresser and was dressing up in purple, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Girl, the slave maid heard that Master Sifeng held a life release ceremony in the Mingquan Temple outside the city. The money to be used to build a village with the homeless children to ensure that their lives are worry-free. ”

Ziyi picked out a beaded hairpin from the jewelry box, and selected a pair of matching pink bead earrings. He said softly: "Master Sifeng traveled everywhere, not only preaching the scriptures and preaching the Fa, but also doing many good deeds for the people. The people praised him as a living bodhisattva!"

"Have you ever heard what day the puja is?" Lan Xin asked softly as he unconsciously held the purse containing the cup of the puja with his hand hidden under his sleeve.

Qinghe tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "It seems to be ······ Today, yes, that's today. ”

"Since it's today, let's go and join in the fun. Lan Xin stood up and said as he walked towards the table.