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Under the linen tunic, the sandalwood mark she had worn for months slowly rose and fell in her palm and heartbeat.

Qin Su's expression grew cold.

Compared to her own life, the Qin family's various things are not so important, isn't it? This situation can be broken, if there is really no solution, she can only choose another way.

Although, that road is also full of thorns, and may even bring even more terrible results, as long as she can survive, she is not afraid of hardship.

To live well and with dignity is the meaning of her rebirth, and no one or anything can change it.

Qin Su slowly clenched the seal partition, as if he was holding his heart.

From beginning to end, she was only herself. And what she wants to keep is just herself.

Her expression faded, and her eyes gradually became vain.

The moon sloping window lattice, filtered through the heavy cloth tent, the silver thread embroidered on the sachet is occasionally flickering under the light white moonlight, if the stars are dotted, the warm breath of the agarwood in the sachet is drunk, and the light aroma of the Longlou incense is compatible, a breath and an inhalation, full of refreshing taste.

Qin Su knew that after a while, she would fall into a deep sleep, just like the people in this Qingzhi Building, like the vast majority of the Qin family in this entire courtyard, immersed in this luxurious and sluggish aroma, and breathed sweetly in her sleep.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

This is more like the most pithy irony.

The current situation of the Qin family is like being on a cliff, and one step forward is to be shattered, but they are confused by the prosperity on the surface, holding the shelf of the scholar clan and carrying the demeanor of the scholar clan, not knowing that there is an abyss under their feet.

It's pitiful, pathetic, ridiculous.

Qin Su curled the corners of his lips again.

Sleepiness gradually hit, like a sweet and warm call, leading her into the realm of nothingness piled up with sweet dreams.

She heard her own sneer.

In this warm and lonely night, the laughter was so indifferent, and so inaudible, like a pebble thrown into the abyss, unable to stir up the slightest echo......

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In the spring of the north, it is not as moist and soft as the south, but the wide water and the long sky, the east wind sweeps, and there is a special momentum compared to the south.

White Horse Yunfeng looks at this flower, pulling the wind around the world.

If you talk about the prosperous place and beautiful place in the north, the first recommendation is the capital of the Chen Kingdom, which is peerless, and it is followed by the capital city that is thousands of miles away from the capital.

The White Horse Temple is located in the five miles outside the capital city, from the Ganquan Peak all the way to the winding up, the main hall is in the middle of the mountainside, there are a thousand peach blossoms in the temple. Every spring, the Ganquan Peak from the bottom to the top, it is like a large piece of pink clouds flowing and rolling, and it is like a heavenly craftsman laboriously weaving, weaving this gorgeous pink cloud brocade.

At this time, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the grass and trees are beginning to spit out new green, look at it from afar, the Ganquan Peak is half of the mountain with smoke and blue, the middle of the mountain is full of clouds and pink shadows, such as a wonderful scene, it is really beautiful.

It's just that with such a beautiful scenery, the Qin family's carriage has not stopped for a moment.

"When there are many people, there will be many right and wrong. Mrs. Tai withdrew her gaze from the pink cloud in the distance, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said slowly.

Zhou Yu answered next to her and said slowly: "That's exactly what I said." Going out is no more convenient than being in your own home. As he spoke, he motioned to the little mustache on the side, wrapped his hands in a soft cloth, and thumped his legs for Mrs. Tai.

Mrs. Tai sighed slightly: "Yes, there are many big clans and many crown clans in the north, and they are densely populated, compared to them, we have become the south, and they look at us just like we look at the Huo family from Jianning in Qingzhou......"

She suddenly stopped talking, didn't continue to speak, and after a long time, Fang said slowly: "Fortunately, the children are still young after all, and they keep filial piety, but it is not good to go out much." ”

In this way, they will also avoid looking at other people's faces outside, and the decline of their Qin family will not be so clear and embarrassing in this stark contrast.

The unfinished meaning of her speech, Zhou Yu understood it, but it was not easy to answer, she only lowered her head slightly, and carefully beat her legs.

There was silence in the carriage, and vaguely, I seemed to hear laughter coming from the car behind, which was both like the girl of the Qin family laughing, and like it came from a passing car.

Mrs. Tai looked out the window wistfully.

The pink glow of the half-mountain of the Ganquan Peak, the magnificence is magnificent, swaying freely, it is clearly extremely gorgeous, but there is an indescribable flying majesty, which reminds people of the many crown clans in the north, pressing on the heads of those little scholars, for no reason to make people feel their own insignificance, and then ashamed of themselves.

Mrs. Tai looked away from the window and sighed again.

Qin Yanya and Qin Yanwan, one has already reached the line, and the other is about to meet the line, but because of the filial piety, it is not good to discuss family affairs on this, every time I think of it, Mrs. Tai always sighs.

If Qin Shizhang is still there, with the appearance, temperament and upbringing of the two daughters, it is easy to say that a good family affair is a problem, but now the Qin family is embarrassed, and it is very difficult for people for a while, and I don't know what kind of suitable person to find in order to be worthy of these two outstanding girls.

In her selfish heart, Mrs. Tai was extremely reluctant for the Qin family to give up a girl as a concubine.

Although the Qin clan is already weak, it is still a century-old clan after all, and she doesn't want the glory accumulated on this surname for countless generations to be ruined in her hands.

At least while she's alive, she'll try to avoid it.

As for the maidens, they can do something about the portal.

Mrs. Tai gently put down the teacup, pressed it with her hand, and pressed it a few times.

"Madame is tired, but do you want me to press it for you?" Zhou Yu asked softly, but the action of beating Mrs. Tai's legs did not stop at all.

"Well, you can rest for a while. Mrs. Tai said in a harmonious voice, signaling Zhou Yu to stop, and closed her eyes tiredly, "I'm fine, lean on it." ”

Zhou Yu agreed softly, and ordered Xiao Yu to step forward, and several people worked together to help Mrs. Tai, let her lie flat on the thick cushion, cover the brocade quilt, and add a few pieces of silver silk carbon to the small carbon furnace on the side.

Mrs. Tai was afraid of the cold, and the spring in the north was still quite cold, and the stove in her car had not been extinguished along the way.

The carriage swayed, sometimes moving forward, sometimes stopping slightly, walking unhurriedly, the warmth in the carriage was faint, and Mrs. Tai closed her eyes and kept her spirit.

I don't know how long it took for the carriage to stop.

Mrs. Tai slowly opened her eyes.

Zhou Yu had already gone to the window, looked out twice, then turned her head and said softly: "It's here, madam, get out of the car." ”

Mrs. Tai hummed, got up under the service of several people, and Zhou Yu got out of the car first and looked around.

In front of the carriage, two dark lacquer gates opened, behind the courtyard gate, the flowers bloomed like brocade, the grass and trees were blooming, revealing the faint shadow of the pavilion trees, but it was a prosperous scene.

This is the mansion purchased by the Qin Mansion in Shangjing, and the word "Lanxiu" on the lintel is still inscribed by Qin Shizhang himself. (To be continued.) )