It was late in the evening when I woke up, and the noise outside the window was louder than in the village.

Su Huihui hugged the quilt, squinted lazily, and watched the orange glow spread softly on the edge of the couch. When she was in Yuxiao Mountain, there would be no snow in winter, and there was bright green grass on the stone steps, and she would think of Mingdu and the snow in the capital.

She has only been back to Mingdu twice in so many years, both ten years ago. The first time was the Spring Festival of the second year when she came to Yuxiao Mountain, she missed her grandmother too much, so she begged the master to take her back to see, and then she followed the master to practice medicine, and passed by the towering palace wall in the bitter cold November, and did not look inside.

It is the age of ignorance of the novelty of a qiē thing, the scenery of the old days is not under her nose, and now it is really cruel to think about it.

The last day of the year is spent with only a handful of people, she doesn't feel lonely, maybe she can stand the tranquility in her bones, thinking that she can spend her life like this slowly. After Master's death, I occasionally thought of his demeanor and demeanor, and at most I felt a few moments, and I was never particularly sad. Most people who are used to being quiet are self-conscious, and when they are comfortable, they can't think of others.

But now she has to think about even a letter for a long time, and she can't say whether the changes in the past six months are good or bad, and she always feels that there is an extra burden that she can't get rid of, but she is still willing.

Su Hui buried himself in the soft nest and didn't want to get up. The book says that there are three kinds of people after drinking, one is to sleep upside down, one is to think and talk, and the other is to smash the plate, and she can't smash the plate when she sleeps, so she thinks about these things, which is really blocking herself.

Ruixiang opened the curtain and came in, holding a skirt and said: "Girl, I just went to the street to shake it, the ready-to-wear store here opened to Shenshi, and it was also exquisite to turn around in it, remembering that the girl didn't buy a single dress for the New Year, I regretted it! I knew that I had added a few more bright and beautiful ones when I was in Fanjing, and now I put them on." But now that the shops are closed, it's useless for me to be in a hurry. ”

She put the crimson skirt on the head of the bed, "The girl should wear this tonight, although the pharmacy said that the girl was not drunk, and there was no need to go to the scheduled evening reunion, but whether you go out or stay in the room, it is a festive meaning." I'll comb the girl's hair again, and that's what makes it decent. ”

Su Hui's head grew up, and he turned over and covered the quilt, "Whatever, I'll lie down again." ”

The little maid crossed her waist and said crisply: "Isn't the girl going to write a letter? ”

Su warmed up and sat up and glared at her: "Who let you watch it!"

Ruixiang shrugged her shoulders and blinked, "No, how dare I." Isn't that girl's posture yesterday a letter?"

So Su Hui resigned himself to his fate, put on his hair, wore a middle coat, got out of bed and wrote. Ruixiang obediently brought a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup, and just as her left arm was slightly injured and couldn't be placed on the table, she wiped the bottom of the bowl and used it as paper to suppress the letter, and continued to write it with a smile.

As soon as he took a sip of the spoon, the tea room of the inn outside suddenly called in a non-standard official dialect: "Is the adult up?" Someone gave the adult a gift on the counter, and Tuo came up and handed it to the adult. ”

Ruixiang put down the curtain and ran to open the door: "What?"

The teahouse shook his head and said he didn't know.

After the others left, Su Huihui wrote the last few words in one go, looked up and said, "Don't rush to open the ...... first."

"There's a note down there!" Ruixiang had already taken down the note.

Su Huihui frowned and said: "Your girl is very dangerous now, maybe she will be plotted one day, don't be so rough next time." ”

Ruixiang pouted, and said, "Although it is the girl's name and position, this word is better than the copy in the book!"

Su Huihui put down the spoon for a while, and swept his eyes back and forth with the maid's hand twice, and immediately snatched the square burden into his arms. The corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and she drank the white fungus soup cleanly, and bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing after drinking.

Seeing her extremely abnormal attitude, Ruixiang said seriously: "Girl, I'll go to the kitchen to see how hot the chicken soup is." With that, he shook his head and walked out of the room with curiosity suppressed.

Gifts.

Su Huihui threw himself on the quilt in three or two steps, throwing all the worries in his mind 108,000 miles away, laughing and quickly unpacking, peeling off the dark red scattered flowers, inside was a light wooden box, black and pure. She put it in her hand and weighed it, and it rustled, it should be cloth or something.

The curtains are all opened, and the light is much brighter, which is a good time to open the box and get the treasure...... She opened the lid of the box and took it out lightly, and sure enough, it was a jacket and skirt.

If Su Huihui bought his own clothes, he would never pick such a bright one, it is rare that this cherry-red dark flower arrow sleeve jacket is not tacky at all, and the color is extremely beautiful, like the magnificent clouds burning on the western canopy. She caressed the silky material, the soft satin is moderately thick, and it is the most comfortable to wear on the body, the sleeves and neckline are faintly embroidered with rattan patterns, and the branches are sinuous and intricate, elegant and moving. Eight snow blue moon dresses, dyed by the glow, the light color is like the wet autumn water, and the lightly painted rain silk epiphany blooms particularly brightly on the edge.

She couldn't bear to put down the beautiful skirt, and approached inch by inch to admire, the faint pine fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, without a little ordinary incense smoke, and her face was pressed against the slightly cool skirt, which made her cheeks even more hot. With her right hand free, she picked up a moon-white ribbon with a two-inch embroidered bag tied to it, and she fell down a few times on the couch, and a small square folded paper fell out of her narrow mouth.

Su Huihui turned over, lay on the couch and held the unfolded paper high, and must have only written a few words, so perfunctory. Slowly, she found his handwriting...... Then he immediately put his head into the quilt, gritted his teeth, and his ears were all red.

"It's not cold in the south, and there is a stove inside, and a cloak on the outside. The size of the personal pinch, running around for many days, will be wider, and will be raised when I come back. ”

How did he pinch the size! Su Huihui was going crazy.

She flipped the paper to the back, and there were a few lines of small print:

"The new year is coming, and I am ashamed that I can't be a substitute in my thoughts and places. It has been snowing heavily in Fanjing for several days, and the plum blossoms of the West Palace should be thanked when they return, and they will miss it very much. Dr. So is magnanimous and does not care, and the same goes for size. ”

Behind is a chic flower monogram, which is the word "Ying" of Yingshui, no wonder he wants to use the pseudonym of Yingzihao to deceive, and he usually uses it very smoothly.

Her heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, and she softened it every minute, and when she closed her eyes, she remembered his face clearly, his serious and smiling appearance, his dignified appearance and gentle appearance.

At that time, looking at August, the moonlight on the pond was shining, and he looked up under the locust tree, which was actually her fate.

Su Huihui sighed silently, how many days will it take to go back? She felt that she could not be afraid of those mixed eyes and tongues now, she just wanted to be with him and spend the New Year with him. But at least with Hatsu by his side, he won't be so lonely.

As night falls, firecrackers blow up from the east to the west, and people reunite at the round table at home.

She stood against the window for a moment, closing the slit. With a hint of residual wind, the outside world fell silent in an instant.

*

The delicacies of the mountains and seas in the mansion are served one after another, and the feast will be held soon. There has always been a rule in Yanfu, if you don't celebrate the festival in your own house, the master should have fun with the servants, and don't make a small room to listen to music and drink alone. So the huge courtyard of the mansion was full of eight immortal tables, and several groups of people brought from the capital gathered together and happily talked about the arrangements for tomorrow's New Year's Day.

A little guy held a silver plate in both hands, and asked Yinjiang sweatingly: "Steward Qin just said that it was arranged at Gongzi's table, but so far Master Su hasn't come, won't he not come?"

Yinjiang said: "Childe was busy from morning to afternoon, and then I remembered to ask you to invite, it doesn't matter if I come late, I won't wait after Childe is seated." ”

At the same time, the concierge of the mansion will bring Su Hoan in. She drank two large bowls of soup in the inn, and she didn't want to come, but when she heard that there would be fireworks in the mansion, she took the trouble to shake over with a half-full stomach. The inn is quite far from the mansion, and she is unhurried because she thinks that people will not wait for her, and it is really unkind to notify her so late.

After entering the front yard, I found that the mansion was full of lights, people came and went, and all kinds of paper lamps were hung on the plum tree, which was full of color. Ruixiang came according to the number of seats referred to by the porter, and exhaled a long breath:

"Girl, it is said that she is at the same table with Yan Gongzi, but Gongzi has not yet had a shadow, so it must not be too late. ”

"The prefect can take the time to come today, which really brings a smile on the old man's face! Suxin, carefully serve good adults. ”

Su Huihui was attracted by the courteous greeting of the chief manager Qin Yuan, and turned around to see that there was an official man wearing a cloud goose robe on his table. The governor of Liang was strictly forbidden to return to his hometown during the New Year's Festival, while the Qi State was much more lenient, and the law stipulated that the New Year's Day should be taken as a seven-day holiday, but the local officials of several dynasties were sealed on the twentieth day of the first month, and they did not return to duty until the twentieth day of the first month. The prefect is not a special official who is favored by the holy will like Ling Jieyu, obviously not a local, and he still stays in the jurisdiction on Chinese New Year's Eve, which is really diligent and conscientious.

"Chief Manager Qin, this official will come here to sit down, Neizi is still waiting for the official to go back to toast Mount Tai! The mansion is only a few steps away from the yamen, don't stand here, this maid is very good, go and get busy!"

The prefect of Shangfu is a merchant who moved south from Beijing from Sanpin, and the Yan family can still talk politely to the servants in this situation, and he is really well-cultivated, but the mustache moves on his lips, and he looks very shrewd.

Don't you have a request for someone?

Prefect Xiao You looked at Qin Yuan's back as he left in a hurry, waved his hand lightly, and asked the maid to put down the teapot. The weather was dry, he cursed in his heart, raised the silver cup with a smile, and drank half a cup of tea instead of wine. The companion and the secretary glanced at each other, and they all filled their stomachs with tea in person.

"My lord, this is ......"

"Huh?"

Xiao Zhifu looked at the official book's eyes, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he was a big man, and he came to support Yanfu, but a woman also sat at the same table with him, what is this called!

Tongzhi whispered in his ear: "My lord, I heard that Yan Xugui brought a group of medical officers from Beijing, and the current Tai Hospital Zuo Yuan is a woman, this is not ......"

Xiao Zhifu rubbed his jade wrench finger and looked up and down the person who came silently. A pure white cloak is not stained with fine dust, and the cherry red and lilac skirt looks simple and elegant at first glance, but when she gets closer, it is infinitely noble, and her face is graceful and delicate, and she has the charm of An Tian of the statue of Guanyin in the niche.

The clerk looked straight, the beautiful girls he was familiar with were all eye-catching and half-hearted, when had he ever seen such a disregard for it but could hook people's souls?

Governor Xiao watched her take the maid to sit down with a simple salute, sitting on Yan Xugui's right hand, and smiled at them very lightly, his eyes were sparse.

Tongzhi yanked the corner of the official's robe to bring him back to his senses, stood up and arched his hand: "This is Master Su from the Tai Hospital, look up for a long time." ”

The official book also painted the scoop according to the gourd, and Xiao Zhifu pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said while drinking tea: "It is rare that there is a talented female medical officer in the Tai Hospital. Officer

I remember that when I was in Fanjing, Lord Yuan Xing came to see the official a few headaches...... Does Master Su know that he has returned to his hometown now? This official remembered that he had been in office, and it was not easy to thank him, but this time he had found an opportunity to reminisce about the past. ”

Su Hui said: "Thanks to Your Majesty's compassion, Lord Yuan has returned to his hometown in August. ”

Governor Xiao froze, but he didn't expect that his words would only be exchanged for a sentence that was not even perfunctory. She is just a fifth-grade official who works on an errand next to Jinshang, how can she have the courage to squint at him!

Su Huihui began to feel the depression of déjà vu, she would rather deal with Ling Yang's serial questions at the birthday banquet of the Hou Mansion than face these ill-intentioned officialdom. When will Yan Xigui come?

As soon as I thought of this, I don't know who shouted: "Childe is here!"

She looked at the hall as if she had been saved, Yan Xugui was dressed in an ochre-colored robe, carrying a tray containing two jade bowls, and walked quickly to the south gate to sprinkle wine and sacrifice to the sky, and then held a bowl, which meant to honor the guests.

The servant maid added a glass of wine to each person, Su warmed up and relaxed a little, his left hand was inconvenient to lift, and he couldn't cover his mouth with his sleeve, but he still only touched his lips with wine, and the prefect on the side was even more angry. After Yan Xigui took a seat, Su Huihui didn't care about them at all, but she didn't have an appetite, so she only picked some light dishes to fill her stomach.

Yan Xugui greeted the prefect, and the afterglow fell on her absent-minded face, and she changed her clothes, which was also eye-catching. He saw the vines on her sleeves, which were unique to the palace, and he must have been very happy when he received the gift, and he even dressed up a lot.

She held her morning cloud bun, her eyebrows were smoky, her eyes were shallow, her dark sideburns reflected her skin like jade and snow, and the smile on her lips was as bright as the morning dew at dawn.

He sighed to himself.

The man couldn't see it, but it's a pity.