The tassels are thousands of neat, the preferences of the nobles are remembered clearly, Xia Lanxin drinks tea all year round, and she naturally takes it to heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I picked the big red robe of this year's Xingong, chose a purple sand bowl with a golden thread orchid pattern, took a spoonful and a half of the amount, scalded the tea cup with boiling water, brewed carefully, and then served it to Xia Lanxin.

After finishing the refreshments with tassels, seeing Xia Lanxin smelling the fragrance and knowing the tea, she showed a faint smile, so she bowed and retreated, not forgetting to close the door gently.

The two of them are alone, they don't like to wait in front of people, these rules and tassels are known, and they don't need Murong Wei's orders.

Xia Lanxin entered the palace today to thank her, and the hairpin was the coral hairpin given by Queen Chu on the day of the hairpin, which made her eyebrows and eyes as gorgeous as the rising red sun.

Xu felt that the hairpin was luxurious, Xia Lanxin wore a light water-colored Luo dress, and a Hangzhou silk bunched skirt with light pink flowers embroidered with stone blue, which was always so clear and shallow, but she couldn't hide her heroic extravagance.

Murong Wei asked about the ceremony that day, imagining Xia Lanxin wearing a big red yeast rice robe, and Mrs. Yun inserting a hairpin for her.

"The fifteenth poetry meeting, will it be the same this year?" Xia Lanxin took a sip of the big red robe, tasted the familiar aroma, gently circled the purple sand cup with her fingertips, and asked Murong Wei with a smile.

"That's natural, the queen mother doesn't speak, how dare I say anything. Murong Wei handed the lone book that had already been prepared to Xia Lanxin: "Sister Lan will send it for me, don't forget to make an appointment with the Yun family for me on the Shangyuan Festival." ”

Xia Lanxin flipped through the piano score and looked closely, the only book that was hard to find was a clumsy and far-reaching fragrance, and she couldn't chew it out. She carefully put it away and put it into the brocade box that had been prepared on the desk for digging clouds and filling paint.

You don't need to reward the posture of the superior, find the best one-of-a-kind gift, and make an appointment with the poetry meeting in the fifteenth house, which is very different from what happened in the past. Xia Lanxin didn't know if it was the Yun family's reputation or if Murong Wei had another ninety-nine in her heart, and she didn't want to hurt either of them.

The thick, dark eyelashes fluttered lightly, covering the cloudy eyelids. Xia Lanxin bit her lower lip lowly: "Ah Wei, you will never be so good to an outsider for no reason, how can you look at Yun Zhi differently." Cloud holding... She's too far from your circle..."

Xia Lanxin didn't know how to say it, lowered her head and pondered for a moment: "Yun Zhi doesn't understand accidents, she is innocent, you still don't want to get too close to her." ”

There are many rights and wrongs in the deep palace, and the identities of the two are so different, Murong Wei's inexplicable kindness may be the beginning of Yun Zhi's nightmare, Xia Lanxin's meaning Murong Wei naturally understands, she also likes such a simple Yun Zhi, and naturally she doesn't want to involve her in the palace to wade into this troubled water.

"Sister, don't worry, I just think that the Yun family has been scholarly for generations, and having people from the Yun family come to participate in the poetry meeting is also the icing on the cake. I hold it in my son, and I have no intention of being contemptuous. Murong Wei sat up straight and cautiously assured.

That was Xia Lanxin's future sister-in-law, the daughter of the Yun family, and Murong Wei sincerely invited her, but she planned to have a sincere relationship in the future.

Snow particles hit the windows with freezing rain, fine and dense, making a rustling sound. The fragrance of tea rises, and the mist rises.

When I think of the Yun family, I think of the tragic death of Xia Lanxin in my previous life, is it because the Yun family is incompetent and can't protect her daughter-in-law, or is Xia Lanxin willing to die to protect the good name of the Gu Su Yun family?

Layers of curtains, lifting layers and layers, thinking that the road ahead is bright and bright, but in fact, it is still a mountain and a river. Once reborn, the mystery is still heavy.

The astringent raw pu rolls from the tip of the tongue, and after the slight bitterness, there is a faint aftertaste, which is thick and sweet.

Murong Wei tasted it carefully, leisurely looked at the newly dyed Kodan on her finger, and seemed to inadvertently provoke the topic: "How can my sister get acquainted with Mrs. Yun? ”

Xia Lanxin threw the freshly peeled orange peel into the charcoal stove on the side, and added a few pine branches, and the air in the hall was a little more fragrant and sweet, which was refreshing. She smiled lightly: "It's also fate, Ah Wei Ke still remembers that I went to Puning Temple with my mother to make incense in September?"

Although the things in the previous life were far away, they were chewed by Murong Wei every day, and every scene was like in front of him.

In September of the seventh year of Chongming, it rained heavily from the sky. Ten miles away on the outskirts of Beijing, an official road collapsed, and several houses on both sides of the road collapsed. The father issued an order to order the officers and soldiers of the Beijing Division to rush to rescue the disaster victims and repair the road, which was not open until the fifth day.

The ninth day of September is the birthday of Mrs. Xia, and it is the Double Ninth Festival, Shen led his daughter-in-law Hu and Xia Lanxin to Puning Temple in the suburbs of Beijing early in the morning to incense, lit the sea bowl of the big lantern, and did a full three-day dojo.

On the way back to the city, the Xia family happened to encounter the rainstorm that caused the official road to collapse, and the carriage could not pass, so the group had to turn back, intending to temporarily avoid a Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing.

The Yun family also finished the Dharma in Puning Temple that day and embarked on the return journey.

Mrs. Yun took the two Yun Zhi sisters, their own personal girls, and a few rough mothers-in-law, and there were more than a dozen people in the group, but they didn't expect it to rain heavily, and Mrs. Yun's carriage was stuck in the mud and was in a dilemma.

The two coachmen, plus a few rough mothers-in-law, still couldn't push the carriage, even if they were afraid that the road would continue to collapse, and they couldn't ask Mrs. Yun and the two young ladies to show up.

It was at a loss that when she encountered the carriage of Xiafu and turned back on the way, the servant woman of Yunfu came to ask for help.

Shen saw that the servants were well-behaved, and although they were in a hurry, they were still polite and polite, and there were a lot of etiquette that should be there, and they inquired that there were female relatives still in the car, so they ordered the people to go over and help.

There are many people brought by the Xia family, and most of them are from the Lian family, so they helped the Yun family drive the carriage out of the carriage by dividing it by two.

Mrs. Yun brought her daughter to thank her, and Shen saw that although the mother and daughter were embarrassed, they couldn't hide their elegant temperament and scholarly elegance, and their suspicions were not ordinary people.

The Yun family didn't say anything, so she didn't ask, and asked the three of them if they had nowhere to go, so she made the good people to the end, and invited them to temporarily live in Zhuangzi outside the Xia family's capital, and then return together when the road was repaired.

Mrs. Yun had no other way, and when she saw that the Shen family was polite, she happily obeyed.

When she arrived at the Xia Mansion Courtyard, Mrs. Yun saw the plaque on the lintel and realized that it was the old mansion of the Xia Pavilion, cleaned up and led her daughter over to see the ceremony again, and then said that she was the patriarch of the Gusu Yun family.

Xia Lanxin and the two Miss Yun hit it off at first sight, and they got along with each other for a few days, but they were inseparable, and several people diligently set a goodbye date. After the return, Mrs. Yun thanked the Shen family for their hospitality, and prepared Xie Yi to come to the door to thank him in person.

Lan Xin and Xu, Shen discussed with her husband and asked her sister-in-law, Xie Shi, who is also Mrs. Hou, to be the guest of honor, but she didn't expect the old lady to suddenly speak and decided to ask Mrs. Yun to be the guest of honor.

Xia Lanxin said in a voice: "What does grandmother mean, Mrs. Yun's in-laws and husband are alive, and they have both children and daughters, and they are all blessed families, and they want to be auspicious." And the Yun family has been scholarly for generations, famous all over the world, and is also worthy of the reputation of Xia Mansion. ”