From dawn to dark, from dark to dawn. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info from expectation to disappointment, from disappointment to coldness. Jun Niang felt that what she was asking for was just a mirror, but in the end it was still in vain.

Since I first met Ye Moxun in Jiangzhou, although I also knew that he was a prodigal rich boy, I couldn't resist the temptation of sugar-coated cannonballs at that time.

I only want to meet my lover, and from then on, I can jump out of the fire pit and live an ordinary life of husband and child. I don't want to worry about myself after all.

Jun Niang sat in a daze for a night, until she heard the sound of busy people in the courtyard, and then reached out to wipe her cheeks, which had already dried with tears.

I secretly made up my mind that even if I died, I had to die in front of the door of Ye Mansion!

There was a faint light from the window into the room, and Jun Niang was a little numb all over her body when she got up. It took a long time to calm down, and when I walked to the window, and when I opened it, I saw a fiery red halo in the east.

It's been a great day! Travel-friendly......

Jun Niang instructed Xiao Er to fetch hot water again, and asked him to help hire a carriage. Jun Niang, who usually likes to dress up the most, only uses water to wash her face today, but no longer uses fat powder. His face was slightly dull, his appearance was a little haggard, and his thin lips were no longer delicate in color, but pale without a trace of blood.

Jun Niang stretched out her slender jade fingers and touched her cheeks, tugging at the corners of her mouth and smiling a little bitterly. In this way, I will win sympathy when I see the pitiful posture.

"The red face is old, and the old man is broken first."

Probably such a decayed face, men will not like it!

Jun Niang picked out a white shirt again, her black hair was draped straight behind her, and she stuffed scissors into her sleeves from the embroidery basket.

This is a shameless and loveless one, with a ruined and life-or-death mood.

Success is enough, there is a way to live. If he fails, Zuo will die, and it will be more torturous than passing through the world but having no place to live.

Jun Niang sat in the carriage, only feeling that the carriage was moving a little slowly, and there was a lively atmosphere of life around her, the shouts of the hawkers, the greetings of acquaintances, and the cries of donkeys and horses.

Jun Niang stretched out her hand and lifted the curtain, looking at the comfortable pedestrians, walking briskly and slowly. It is as if God has only inflicted all suffering on himself.

Bypassing several main streets, the carriage stopped steadily in front of the gate of the Ye Mansion. The groom lifted the curtain and stretched out his arm to let Jun Niang, who was unable to move, help his hand out of the carriage.

Jun Niang looked at the magnificent vermilion gate, in front of the door stood a pair of stone lions, the image is lifelike, and on the top is the gilded plaque "Ye Fu".

Jiangzhou is a small place, and Jun Niang grew up in the land of fireworks. I have never seen such a magnificent home, and I was a little stunned for a while.

"Where did you come from, don't stand here and get in the way." Seeing a beautiful woman dressed in white and looking haggard standing in front of the door for a long time, the little maid in Yefu stepped forward and pushed her and told her to leave quickly.

Jun Niang didn't pay attention, took a few steps back before standing firm, smiled and stuffed the silver into the little girl's hand, and said: "Ask the little brother for a favor, hand over a message to your eldest son, just say that Jun Niang is visiting." ”

Jun Niang's language is flattering, and this kind of soft words seem to grow in flesh and blood, and it comes easily.

The little girl looked Jun Niang up and down, stuffed the silver into his arms, and said, "How can our young master be seen when you say it." If you have nothing to do, you will be polite to entangle again. ”

Jun Niang knows the truth that villains are difficult, and she doesn't argue with them. He also said: "Then it's the same for you to pass the word to Huang Wang." ”

Jun Niang stuffed some silver into the hands of the little maid. His eyes pleaded with tears.

When the little girl heard Huang Wang's name, she looked at Jun Niang again. I saw that his abdomen was slightly bulging. After thinking about it, his tone softened slightly, "You wait." I'm going to pass the word. As for whether to see or not, it depends on what Brother Wang means. ”

Jun Niang wiped away her tears and thanked her for being careful. The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes burst out with coldness.

One day, if you become an aunt, you will become the master. There are times when you feel better.

Because Ye Moxun's wedding date is approaching, the entire Ye Mansion is in full swing, and he just can't wait to have two more feet for walking. Huang Wang served Ye Moxun closely. It's even more busy that my feet don't touch the ground.

He was busy looking at the gift list when he heard someone shouting "Brother Wang". Huang Wang glanced up, it seemed that the person seemed to be a doorkeeper in the front yard, so he didn't care too much, he was busy with himself, and asked for a long time: "Is there something to find me?" ”

Seeing that Huang Wang was busy, the little maid didn't dare to disturb, just waited on the side, heard Huang Wang's question, and hurriedly replied: "There is a beautiful woman outside the door who said she wants to find you." ”

Huang Wang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was a good friend? But when you think about it, it's unlikely. Then he asked, "What does it look like?" ”

The little guy came over very mysteriously and whispered: "She looks very handsome, but it seems that she is pregnant." After speaking, he looked at Huang Wang with a gossip on his face.

Huang Wang was startled, and what came to mind was Jun Niang. The courtesan that the young master brought back from Jiangcheng.

Huang Wang hurriedly ordered: "You quietly take her to the abandoned house in the backyard from the side door." Remember to avoid people. ”

The little guy ran out with an understanding expression.

"Lady, Brother Wang promised to see you. Please follow me. The little guy leaned sideways and led the way.

Jun Niang thanked her. Following behind the little guy, I looked not far from the main gate to the side gate, and it took a big circle to reach a corner gate on the west side.

Jun Niang stood outside the door with some hesitation, and heard the urging of the little girl, so she simply gritted her teeth and followed in.

Huang Wang got the news here, and hurriedly trotted to tell Ye Moxun.

Ye Moxun is trying on the red groom's dress for the wedding. Seeing Huang Wang running into the house sweating profusely, he retreated left and right, and asked, "What is so much fuss?" ”

Huang Wang gasped and replied, "Young Master, Jun Niang is here." ”

Ye Moxun's original grinning mouth suddenly closed. muttered, "Why is she here?" ”

What Ye Moxun couldn't figure out was that the silver like flowing water gave her flowers, and sent a lot of things to the inn. Why didn't you get content and ran to the house?

Huang Wang also reminded: "It is said that the drama is ruthless, and the bitch is unrighteous." I don't think it's a good one. ”

When Ye Moxun heard this, a trace of irritability rose in his heart, he had always been afraid of trouble, so he ordered: "You will go to see her in a while." Just said that I will no longer be in the house, let her open a number, and don't come to entangle again after taking the money. ”

Huang Wang nodded yes. Thinking about leaving this matter to the office. The oil and water are not a lot of money. Thinking about it, my heart blossomed.

When Huang Wang arrived, he saw Jun Niang, who was dressed in white, standing under the tree in a daze, "Girl, why did you come to Yefu?" If you don't have it, you're not afraid of causing trouble for the young master. ”

Jun Niang turned around and only saw Huang Wang, and looked back and forth a few times: "Why didn't he come?" ”