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The elder brother studied under his father, and at the age of three, he was enlightened and grasped the pen, and studied hard in the cold window, but he did not gain fame.

And her mother taught her to be a female celebrity, taught her history books, and taught her the six arts of a gentleman and the rules of walking, sitting and lying, that is, strict and loving.

His father is clear, his brother is elegant, and his mother is virtuous. The family lived in a simple place, but they had no financial resources and made a living by pawning their mother's hand ornaments.

In the impression of mud and tile walls, fence courtyards, and a family of four enjoying themselves, it is almost what is described in the Peach Blossom Spring: I don't know if there are Han and husband talking about Wei and Jin.

The winter was extremely cold, the first snow fell in October, and my mother made the last decoration, and the rice jar in the family bottomed out, and the coals did not fall.

She heard her father say to her mother with red eyes that he had tired her mother all her life. The mother shook her head tearfully and only sighed softly.

Zhou Ruosu was ruthless, sold herself into Xiangyuanbo's mansion, worked as a maid for a few months, and was accepted by Xiangyuanbo because of her dignified beauty.

Her monthly silver is limited, and she secretly helps her mother's family.

Chu Yaoguang saved not only her life, but also her parents and brothers behind her, and she didn't even tell Wen Wan about these. Having such an unbearable family will definitely affect her daughter's future, and Zhou Ruosu will never drag her daughter back.

Chu Zhaohui's suggestion, Zhou Ruosu nodded without hesitation. The daughter is smart and should have her own happiness, and now that she is blessed by a nobleman, she does not expect her daughter to rise to the top, at least to seek happiness and wealth.

She told Chu Zhaohui what she meant, and Chu Zhaohui naturally understood the mood of being a parent, shook Mrs. Zhou's hand and said: "Although I dare not say that sheltering Wan'er will be worry-free for life, in short, if she asks for something, I will try my best to fulfill her wish, so that she will not be in vain to call me a mother." ”

Zhou Ruosu thanked Mrs. An Guo, stayed for dinner, and was still sent back to Xiangyuan Bofu by Qin Yao.

The old lady was still waiting in the flower hall, listening to Zhou Ruosu's words, and she was so happy that she recited the Buddha in her heart. When Mrs. Bo, who was accompanying her, was cold, she could only pull the corners of her mouth, barely showed a slight smile, and said hello to Zhou Ruosu.

The concubine Wen Wu held her mother distressedly, feeling that her mother was trembling all over, she couldn't smile, raised her eyebrows slightly and gave Zhou Ruosu a cold look.

The dust settled here in King An's mansion, and the queen mother got the letter, but she did not immediately open her mouth to give Wen Wan the identity of the county lord.

Queen Chu was free, and took the time to come to King An's Mansion to explain her meaning to her sister, and also called Su Duhan and Wen Wan to come over and listen: "Tomorrow is the period of the Great Funeral, and in a hurry to canonize the county lord, it is inevitable that some people will be jealous, make some disrespectful words, and fall into the reputation of Wen Wan, and it will also appear that King An's Mansion is powerful." ”

Empress Chu means that after a hundred days, Su Rui will be canonized again, which will not be in a hurry, and she will have a gentle reputation, and she can also add some joy to King An's mansion.

My sister has been more upright than herself since she was a child, and these words were planned for herself and Wen Wan, Chu Zhaohui naturally agreed, first commensurate with Wen Wan as mother and daughter, and then canonize it in the coming day.

At the funeral ceremony of King An, Wen Wan accompanied Chu Zhaohui as a daughter.

Paper money flew all over the sky, two beautiful women supported each other, crying so sadly, some people sighed, some people were jealous, and some people despised Wen Wan and wanted to fly on the branches to be a phoenix.

The queen mother's worry is right, if the county lord is canonized yesterday, Wen Wan will have to face more spitting stars, that is, she does not mention the word county lord, and the identity of the righteous daughter of King An's mansion alone has already made some people's eyes red.

Murong Wei watched from afar, gentle and grief-stricken without losing her dignity, still so supple and elegant, not shocked.

The name of his aunt has been decided, and he still refuses to call himself Awei. Wen Wan saluted Murong Wei and said with a gentle smile: "The eldest princess has a noble status, how dare Wen Wan be a sister, she only dares to hold on to her and call Princess Wei." ”

Murong Wei smiled bitterly in her heart, knowing that she couldn't force it, so she nodded and agreed, but she completely changed her name and called Sister Wan from time to time.

After the funeral was over, King An's mansion became empty from the usual bustle. There are still paper money that has not been blown away by the wind on the long silent street, and snow-white lanterns swaying in the wind on the tall lintels.

It's like after a luxurious entertainment, suddenly drinking a glass of wine as astringent as Coptis chinensis, and feeling bitter bit by bit.

Aunt Qin and Tassel had already returned to the palace, and Wen Wan deliberately stayed for an extra night to accompany Chu Zhaohui to talk.

Chu Zhaohui reluctantly took her hand, no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see enough, and said to her: "Good boy, this mansion is your home now, and now your position as a female official is still there, and you will come back to relax every time you take a break." After the New Year, everything was sorted out, and he was at home with his mother. ”

Afraid that Wen Wan would worry about her biological mother, Chu Zhaohui repeatedly promised: "Mother will clean up the house for you next to the Shanghui Courtyard where I live, which is also a small courtyard in Sanjin, waiting for you to pick your own name and carry the plaque." Don't worry, Mrs. Zhou, you can go whenever you want, that is, pick up your mother to stay for a few days, and it's up to you. ”

Wen Wan felt sorry for Chu Zhaohui's understanding, she helped Chu Zhaohui to lie down, sat on the couch and gently rubbed her forehead for her, as intimate as her own mother and daughter: "Mother loves me, I keep it in my heart, everything is up to my mother." It was late at night, and the mother rested well, and the daughter went back to her room when she saw her mother sleeping. ”

Chu Zhaohui was satisfied and gently closed his eyes.

Wen Wan returned to the room, but sat almost overnight until dawn.

In the dream, she finally saw the appearance of the young man clearly, his sickly face was flushed, his eyes were still tender like water, and he looked at her stupidly: "Wanwan, this is a long time to go to the mountains and rivers, if there is no chance in this life, we will be husband and wife again in the next life." ”

Wen Wan grabbed his thin hand in her dream, called Ah Heng one by one, and the attendant rudely pushed open the door and shouted loudly: "Crown Princess, it's time for you to set off." ”

Wen Wan was set aside, and there was a loud cry behind him, it was the broken voice of the jade pendant hanging from the man's waist, and he shouted with all his strength: "Wanwan take care, see you in the next life." ”

Wen Wan wanted to turn back, but was dragged out heavily and thrown under the white sun.

The gentle pillow was wet with tears, and she silently asked herself, who is Ah Heng, and why was she called the crown princess again?

The recent dream was not as ethereal as before, the first time, Wen Wan approached the man in the dream, the second time, opened the man's tent, and this time, she saw his face clearly.

At the same time, Qin Heng, who was staying in Xixia Palace, also woke up from his dream.

In his dreams, he heard the voice of a beautiful woman complaining, like a cuckoo crying blood.

The voice kept calling his name: "Ah Heng, Ah Heng, don't drink Meng Po soup on the bridge, don't forget Wanwan, let's be husband and wife again in the next life."

Qin Heng couldn't remember the past, but he was urged by the call to tears, and slowly slid down, he didn't call people, just looked out the window and fell into deep thought.