Spring is getting stronger, the sunshine is getting warmer, and the weather in early March is warm and the warm breeze is so drunk that the tourists are drunk. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe whole of Kyoto seems to be waking up from hibernation and exuding amazing vitality.

Jun Niang stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen, since she became pregnant, Ye Mo has come to the inn less and less.

At first, I was happy with the novelty, and blindly bought a lot of gadgets for babies. is also good at taking care of Jun Niang.

It's just that gradually Ye Moxun doesn't come much. He only instructed Huang Wang, who was close to him, to send some silver taels and some medicinal food from time to time.

Jun Niang stretched out her hand and swept all the food on the table to the ground, and the oil stains and leaves splashed in all directions. When the shopkeeper heard the movement upstairs, he only shook his head and ordered, "Let's go up and clean it later." It's boring to be self-defeating. ”

Although Xiao Er had received a lot of benefits upstairs before, it was just that the aunt upstairs had been very angry recently, and she had tormented the only patience that people had. Now it's basically too unpleasant, so I will go in and clean up with a shy smile.

Xiao Er more or less also heard some stories about the one upstairs, and only vaguely heard that it was an aunt who was raised outside, and now that she is pregnant, she was abandoned. So the temper is getting more and more weird.

Jun Niang was sulking, looking at the oil-stained vegetable soup on the ground, and she was even more angry. I just feel that the people in the inn are really getting more and more lazy to serve.

The more Jun Niang thought about it, the more angry she became, she stomped on the ground with her feet, and the shopkeeper downstairs looked up at the sound of knocking from upstairs, and the aunt and grandmother upstairs made a fuss again, so she gave a look and motioned for Xiao Er to go upstairs to take a look.

After all, if you live in an inn, if you have a good one, it's an indescribable thing.

Xiao Er knocked on the door, heard no sound inside, thought it was an accident, and hurriedly pushed the door in. As soon as the front foot stepped in, the foot slipped, and the hands fluttered, like a frightened white goose.

Jun Niang looked at Xiao Er's embarrassed appearance, leaned back and smiled together, and her mood was better.

In the end, he stood firm by holding on to the door frame, and said with a bitter face: "My aunt, why are you suffering?" What a pity this food has been wasted. If your aunt doesn't eat it next time, you can give it to the little one directly. ”

Jun Niang looked at Xiao Er, who was squatting on the ground, and thought of her past. Isn't it the same to please the guests, for those silver taels.

Jun Niang chuckled, "Okay." I won't eat it in the future. I've rewarded you. ”

Xiao Er looked up at Jun Niang, a little confused. This girl is also very gentle when she is normal. He is also generous and open-minded. So he comforted: "Girl, you stuff yourself in the house all day long, and it is not good for the fetus in the womb. ”

"If you come to the capital alone, and you don't know the place well, you can only walk in the courtyard of the inn when you go out. I'm tired of walking in all directions. Jun Niang touched her lower abdomen, and her eyes darkened. Like a candle flame about to go out.

Xiao Er is also a clever person, seeing that the atmosphere is a little solemn, he said: "There are many new things in the capital every day, and the girl should listen to them." ”

Jun Niang was bored for a long time, and it was naturally willing for someone to talk to relieve boredom, so she rewarded Xiao Er with some broken silver, "In the future, if you have nothing to do, you will come up and tell me interesting things in Beijing." Well said, there is a reward. ”

Xiao Er reached out and took the broken silver and put it in his arms. smiled complimentarily, "If the girl doesn't dislike the little one's stupidity, the little one is naturally willing." ”

Inns and liquor stores are the birthplace of messaging. Xiao Erjiu has been here for a long time, and everything he has heard and heard is first-hand news, and even the secrets of the royal family have been passed on clearly.

"If you want to talk about the recent major events, you have to count the marriage between the eldest son of the richest man in the clouds, Ye Mansion, and the daughter of the head of the household." Xiao Er was cleaning up while telling the recent lively news.

"The wedding date is set for the tenth day of this month."

"The battle of the rich is different. The dowry is all baskets and baskets. ”

Xiao Er is also a quick talker, and he talks energetically, so he doesn't pay attention to Jun Niang's look. It's just that she listens to it. It's even harder.

When Jun Niang heard Ye Fu's eldest son again, her expression still froze. In the end, the two of them are the right match. I'm just a happy woman in a green building. Speaking of which, even concubines are unworthy.

Gu Ying felt sorry for himself, only to hear Xiao Er repeat and ask: "Little remember, your father-in-law is also surnamed Ye." It's just that I don't know which son in the Ye Mansion is? ”

Jun Niang smiled self-deprecatingly and replied, "His name is Ye Moqing." ”

Xiao Eryuan didn't care, he reacted and opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time. "The girl is talking about Ye Fu's eldest son, Ye Mo asked?"

Jun Niang's mechanical nodding outside the object.

Xiao Er suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for Jun Niang. Is it so easy to get into the door of this big house?

"Girl, you also want to open some, it's also a sin to have such a person. If you can get out of ......," Xiao Er said comfortingly.

Xiao Er has also seen a lot of such things, and there are also sons and daughters of big families who are fresh. What if a woman is greedy and thinks about it? I'm afraid that it will end up miserable.

"Pull out? Why take a break? Jun Niang knows that her identity is low, and she doesn't ask for it. Just want to be a concubine. In the future, there will also be a place for tiles to cover the head.

In such a scene now, where do you want to withdraw yourself? Do you want to go back to that pit of fire where you look at people's faces? Never!

Jun Niang still had affection for Ye Moxun in the end, so she took pen and ink and wrote a letter and asked Xiao Er to hand it to Ye Mansion.

The letter just told the feelings of longing, and wanted to talk about it in the evening to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Jun Niang thought that if Ye Moxun came at night, she agreed to her request. Then everyone will live in peace.

If Ye Moxun doesn't come at night, he may not plan to be responsible for himself. Then don't blame yourself for tearing your face.

Jun Niang dressed up in front of the mirror all afternoon, sometimes pulling her hair up, sometimes spreading her hair behind her, sometimes picking out a pink shirt, and then trying on a pink shirt.

The new makeup in the mirror is so that when the sweetheart comes at night, he can see a well-dressed beauty.

As the night got darker, Jun Niang felt a little depressed panic in the house, so she pushed open the window to breathe, and there was a breeze blowing on her face, which made people feel refreshed. Jun Niang took a deep breath. Look at the orange lights in the distance.

When did one of those lights belong to you?

Jun Niang ordered Xiao Er to prepare a table of exquisite wine and food, just waiting for Ye Moxun to come.

Gradually, Jun Niang couldn't hear the sound of drinking and boxing downstairs, and the sound of people coming and going. Look up at the moonlight outside the window.

It's time! In a little while, it's over today.

Jun Niang smiled bitterly. In the end, he looked up to himself, and looked up at the vows that men gave when they were in love. Jun Niang poured herself a glass of wine, and poured wine on the empty glass opposite.

Jun Niang raised the wine glass and drank it all.

It's a glass of broken wine. Respect the love and joy of the past, respect the lingering ties of the past, and respect the former vows and alliances!

Since then, there has been no love!