45. Dong Mansion turmoil
Silver Butterfly survived the catastrophe in the end.
On the one hand, she is indeed in good health, after all, colds and fevers rely on her own immunity. On the one hand, Mrs. Yuan pointed out a mother-in-law to the Red Pharmacy and gave a clear order to the three servants: she is not allowed to die!
After half a month, the silver butterfly girl finally recovered. Shu Heng looked at her with a bleak face, a dull yellow complexion, no luster, and even her eyes were not as energetic as before, and recalled how bright and delicate she was in the past, and couldn't help but think about the so-called "more pitiful in illness", "more delicate and touching at the beginning of a serious illness", it is definitely a lover's eyes. In Shuheng's opinion, the current silver butterfly is far from before the illness. What's more, in the Great Duke's Mansion, the route of the sick beauty has already been taken by her father.
And she has also lost a professional skill, her tonsils are inflamed and swollen for too long, and although she is not in the way of talking, she will definitely not be able to sing with her voice hanging down. I don't know if I can recover it in the future.
Shuheng looked at the pathetic and poor silver butterfly, and then looked at himself, and once again sighed how important it was to have a good baby. In her opinion, Yindie Lisuo's defection is justified. After all, she has to give an errand to the Queen Mother, and Mrs. Yuan also needs her to show respect to the Queen Mother. After all, the Queen Mother is old, as long as you live in front of her, then you will win. When she told Mrs. Yuan about this opinion, she was made fun of being naΓ―ve without exception.
Anyway, Silver Butterfly can't turn flowers under your hands, I'm really too worried about it.
The only thing that the book is worried about is her good friend Dong Yin. She's having a birthday. Shuheng's characters have now grown greatly, and she plans to match the painting style of the talented girl, dip it in fragrant ink, tile the gold paper, and copy a couplet neatly. Look left and right and feel good about yourself. But thinking about Dong Yin's arrogance, she prepared another vulgar courtesy.
The car drove to Dong's mansion. As soon as Shuheng stepped into the inner courtyard, he saw the beaming Dong Yin. She wore a sky blue tunic skirt inlaid with silver magnolia flowers, a beaded flower butterfly jacket of the same color, and a three-flower hairpin with pink beads on her head, and was laughing with several noble girls. Seeing Shu Heng hurriedly stepped forward, he reached out and pinched her cheeks: "Tell me to wait!" It's the latest to come every time. You still don't show up after the noodles are finished today, and I will still be the lord of your county and not step on the ground! β
Shu Heng couldn't stand this mouth, she was shaken by the two ink cloud pattern green jade bracelets on Dong Yin's wrist, and hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Good sister, I don't have to bother to prepare a gift for you." It's too expensive and afraid of vulgarity, and it's not expensive and afraid of being cheap, and it takes a lot of effort to get old noses every time. If you bury me again, I really won't come in the future. You don't know how much your sister puts you in her heart. β
Dong Yin let her go, took her hand and walked into the pavilion, listening sweetly in her heart, but said, "You're not coming?" Then I will definitely block you at the gate of the Guogong Mansion, and you will not be out of the house for the rest of your life if you have the ability. β
Shuheng touched his face and thought: I am really a "blessing" that I have cultivated for three lifetimes and met this group of tsunderes. Needless to say, Mrs. Yuan is like a flower with her daughter behind her back, if you dare to say no, she will dare to blow up, but in front of Shuheng, she has no good words. Yuan's father was originally quite restrained, and he couldn't shake his smile in the face of his own daughter, which made people can't help but suspect that he was not the same as the person who chanted the Seven Divine Sutras in front of the Buddha, but at night he secretly came to see her sleep. Now her good friend Dong Yin is also this kind of virtue.
I have to say that you have to use a straight ball to deal with tsundere. So Shuheng confesses anytime and anywhere.
"Mother's best! Heng'er is so admirable, so admirable! β
"Daddy, Heng'er loves you so much!"
Today again: "Good sister, the young man can only do this to please the girl." If you really block my door, then I will hold the wall every day. β
The peach and Yan Ni who followed behind covered their faces silently, and almost said, "We can't stand it anymore." β
"Look how blessed you are." Shu Heng looked at the pile of flowers in the pavilion from afar: "So many people have come to celebrate your birthday." β
"For me?" Dong Yin pouted: "Let's be honest, eight out of ten of these people are coming for my brother." Looking at their good sister and good sister calling me, I actually wish I was my sister-in-law. β
Thinking about the appearance of someone in her family, Shuheng couldn't help but smile: "You just have to accept your gift, you think too much, don't live this day." β
"That's right." Dong Yin looked at Shuheng, and saw that she still had a bun on her head, a gold ring inlaid with treasures, an eight-treasure jewel around her neck, and the bracelet on her hand was still the smallest size, completely childlike, and looked at her clothes and couldn't help twitching the corners of her eyes. "At least there's still you. You won't covet my brother. β
Book Heng Mo. I really don't know if I should thank her for her trust.
It is now late autumn, but the Dongfu Garden has no withered appearance, and several trees are burning like red maple fire. A few girls in the pavilion were studying the autumn maple picture laid on the case of the yellow pine crane Xiangyun big case, and when they saw Shuheng, they all saluted and said hello, and said, "County Lord Jin'an." Shu Heng suddenly tasted the taste of superiority - it is a pity that she was born to be a grass-headed commoner, and she was very unacceptable by this kind of courtesy, so she stiffened and took half a step back to show her modesty, and Shu Heng hurriedly said: "They are all good sisters, don't fix these vain." β
Dong Ge Lao is the leader of the heavenly ministers, and the girls in Dong Yin's circle, eight out of ten have the background of the Hanlin Academy. In the face of this natural bookish atmosphere, Shuheng was not stunned, she looked at these little girls, and thought in her heart that you are still in middle school, I have graduated from college, if you really want to write poems and paintings, I will let you.
"The county lord's dress is so beautiful, and the treasure Aya is even more precious, but this monkey is a little weird." A girl with a long jacket with a red folded branch and plum blossom crossed her neck covered her mouth with a fan, and walked over with a smile on her eyebrows. The size of the girl is considerable. The corners of the skirt can hardly be seen swinging during walking, and the tip of the bow shoes is faintly visible, the bean green palace silk pattern is not moving, and the two silver butterfly pendants on the ears are also motionless. She walked over silently, as if with a shoulder of Jiangnan smoke and rain. Raising his sleeves, he pointed his fingers and helped Shuheng pull out the gold ring ribbon that was sandwiched behind his ear and hang it on his shoulders again.
Shuheng was stunned for a moment, and instantly felt an arrow in his knee. I've been wearing it for so long, and I've finally seen what it means to be a "traditional lady". Mrs. Yuan, whom she comes into contact with daily, always feels that she is a young woman born at an inopportune time, and although Dong Yin has everyone's style, she is loved by three generations from her grandfather to her brother, and she likes the "wind under the forest", so she is open-minded and even a little unrestrained. This person really looks like the kind that came out of the picture of a lady, and he is full of softness, gentleness and grace.
also covered his lips and smiled, but he threw off half of Ji Min's Great Xia Dynasty. That's the gap! Shu Heng subconsciously hugged her hand tightly: Sister, you are a goddess. If you are interested, wait until the spring rain of apricot blossoms and the snow drift in the pear orchard, I will play the piano and bury the flowers, and sing a song of the moonlight on the lotus pond.
"Zangxiang, don't tease her, she doesn't care, in fact, she will take it seriously." Dong Yin smiled and pulled her hand away: "Look, she pulled you and didn't let go, just to ask you to give an explanation." β
It turned out that she was Shen Zangxiang. Dong Yin is quite arrogant, and Yu Danqing's way has only praised the sister of the Shen family once.
"Gee, that's not mine." Shen Zangxiang was also a little embarrassed by her staring straight eyes, and the fan lightly covered it, covering half of her face, and there was a faint powder on her new li-like cheeks.
The pattern on Shuheng's body is an oversized hip-hop monkey. The mouth is wider than the face. No matter how expensive the materials are and how careful the needlework is, it can't change the fact that this monkey is very strange.
"No, no, Sister Zangxiang, you're right, it's strange." The book balance is as good as flowing.
Dong Yin was surprised, looked at her and then at Shen Zangxiang, and her tone was slightly sour: "This is the first time we have met, and my sister has called it." Let's meet for the third time, and you still call me Miss Dong. Why didn't I hear you like that? I've said your words several times.,"ζΊ" strokes are written like a broom swept out.,I didn't see you in a hurry to use it.γ Why do you believe it as soon as you say it? β
Book Heng Mo. I secretly said in my heart: Sister, what kind of vinegar do you eat, if you are with me, then you will definitely listen to the wind on the cliff, watch the tide in the sea, if you play a song on a whim, then you must choose to laugh at the rivers and lakes.
Today's birthday star is the biggest, and Shuheng immediately said: "How can there be? As soon as you say it, I changed it, but I hate that it can't compare to my sister's ingenuity, and it's still not very well written, I'm afraid that you will think I'm stupid, so I deliberately pretended to be dragging it out and didn't learn. Moreover, Sister Zangxiang is right when she says it is strange. I just like fancy dresses. I even had someone make a thick snow hat to wear in the winter. β
Dong Yin and Shen Zangxiang invariably made up the scene of the big-mouthed monkey squatting on Shuheng's head, glanced at each other, and shook their spirits. Look at Shuheng's face again, forget it, county lord, your real monkey doesn't affect anything.
The other girls giggled. It just so happened that the maid put a snack up. Pine crisp, date cake, eight-treasure white jade ball, mandarin duck dumplings. There are also various colors of pastry and fruits, and various patterns of plate making, including chrysanthemums, sunflowers, and plum blossoms. The tea that had just been brought up was mellow and fragrant, and Dong Yin smiled and said, "Let's try the knife tea on the Tibetan side." β
When everyone heard this, they were all overjoyed and lowered their heads to taste this Tibetan tea. Only Shuheng was still carefully observing the pile of dim sum. Dong Yin pulled her hair bun: "Come here." How about this tea than the last time you entertained me? β
Shuheng had no choice but to resign himself to raising the porcelain moire cup. Even if she learns piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she can't extinguish the vulgar nature in her bones, and she is really not good at tea.
A girl in a lotus skirt smiled, "Don't talk about it." It is Tibetan tea and Yunnan tea. What should we do with those of us who only know the big road goods? β
"People's uncle is a political envoy in Yunnan, not to mention Yunnan tea, what treasure in Yunnan can't be obtained?"
Shu Heng glanced at her and felt that her eyes were not very good. I kept my heart, but I pretended not to understand on the surface, so I just smiled at Shen Zangxiang and said: "Yes, speaking of baby, I think about it, I just got two packs of Yunnan camellia seeds, and I can't grow them well and it's ruined." Sister Xiang is good at this, I'll give you a share. β
Shen Zangxiang smiled: "This is strange, how do you know that I love to cook flowers and plants?" β
Shuheng pointed to the two pots of crystal ball chrysanthemums like snow and jade on the pavilion corridor, the flower stalk was tied with fine red silk, and there was a flower note hanging on it, and the hairpin body read: "Humble sister Shen's Tibetan incense congratulates Fangchen." "Isn't that a hint?"
Dong Music: "It's also possible to buy it." β
But Sister Xiang also wore a wooden hibiscus on her head. There was no bracelet on his wrist, but a starry real flower chain braided, and he was the only one of us girls who wore flowers. Shuheng shook his head seriously, "Names are all pinned on the expectations and blessings of parents. The name is Tibetan incense, and it is naturally inseparable from fragrant flowers and different plants. My sister is silent, isn't she able to play the rhythm of the music? β
Everyone looked closely, and sure enough, it was. and according to their age, they have their own plans.
Shen Zangyue is fourteen years old, and unlike Yuan Shuyue, who is full of maternal feelings, she has no friendship with Xiao Lori. So when she heard that Dong Yin and Shuheng were getting along, she was actually very surprised, because Dong Yin was actually the same. Girls naturally have girls' games and thoughts, and the five-year generation ditch is said in vain?
Because although she has a good relationship with Dong Yin, she has never mentioned that she wants to see Shuheng. In the past, she came the earliest and left the earliest, and Shuheng was always late, so she never met it. When I saw it today, I felt that it was not for nothing that Dong Yin liked Shuheng. At such a young age, he is already so sharp and so good at acting. She didn't believe that Shuheng didn't understand the envy in Fang Cai's daughter's words, but for the sake of the harmony of Dong Yin's birthday banquet, she didn't press the table, and she didn't win dignity for herself. Seeing that her eyebrows were bright, her face was sweet, and she thought in her heart that she was still β‘β‘ at present, and she didn't know what kind of wonderful person she would be when she grew up in the future.
Shuheng looked at Dong Yin again and said, "Sister, don't worry, I will keep my good things for you." β
Dong Yin pretended to be indifferent, and twisted his neck arrogantly: "What do I care about?" If you send me a goose feather, I can press it under the pillow! β
"Yes, yes, my sister's love is deep, and my sister understands it."
The peach swallow mud waited outside the pavilion and looked up at the sky at the same time: what a beautiful season.