Xiujin's life in King An's mansion is quite stable, as long as he ignores the princess's sneers and the cynicism of the attendants, but with the frequency of his difficulty in getting out of the courtyard, he rarely encounters unbearable.

At least, although they don't look down on him, they won't bully him in public for the sake of Mr., and their subordinates will respect him as the son of embroidered brocade.

Just because, Xiujin lived here as a friend of the little master of the palace, although everyone knew that he was just a redeemed waiter.

In March, the spring is just right, and the flowers are gorgeous, which is a suitable day to go out for spring.

Liang Meng's Nanke Garden is located on the southeast side of the main courtyard of the outer courtyard, and in the early morning, strolling through the small garden, the rising sun will sprinkle soft golden rays on everything she can see.

The scenery with a layer of golden mangs attached to it is particularly chic and brilliant, and it is a fallacy to say that it is a person who has been plated with gold.

Xiujin helped Liang Meng and walked slowly on the cobblestone path, as the sun rose, Xiujin's gaze became more and more not on the garden scenery.

Xu is embroidered brocade's gaze was too focused and burning, Liang Meng turned his head slightly, and his empty eyes were dyed with dazzling brilliance against the background of the sun and the smile at the corner of his lips.

"What's wrong? Can't you see the view of the small garden? ”

"No," Xiujin shook her head habitually, and stopped awkwardly, "It's beautiful, it's incredible, it's just." ”

The small garden of Nankeyuan is a collection of the long of everyone in the north and south, both the gentle small bridge and flowing water in the south, and the magnificent mountains and rocks in the north, how can it not be beautiful, how can it not be beautiful, but it is too beautiful for the embroidered brocade, so beautiful that it is like a fairyland is not in the world.

From the moment he entered King An's Mansion, Xiujin was afraid, afraid of everything, and it became empty in a blink of an eye, day after day, afraid that the gentleman in front of him would disappear in an instant, which was what he couldn't bear the most.

How could such a wonderful gentleman be occupied by a lowly man like him, and how could he stay for a man like him?

"Are you scared?" Liang Meng caressed Xiujin and comforted him, but he was also at a loss for his fear, "Why are you afraid?" ”

Sideways hugging Mr.'s arm, Xiujin was frightened by herself, and trembled, "Sir, Xiujin is willing to be a cow and a horse, just ask Mr. not to discard Xiujin." ”

"Don't be afraid." Liang Meng's vacant hand gently rested on the embroidered brocade head, stroking it along the hair, "As long as I'm still standing here, I won't leave you, and I won't let others hurt you." ”

"Sir!" Crystal tears slipped down the delicate face of the embroidered brocade, and shimmered brilliantly under the refraction of the sun.

The golden sunshine, the exquisite garden, and the two people embracing each other, this picture can be described as beautiful and intoxicating.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of many people, although this picture is beautiful, it is even more difficult to see.

As mentioned above, Liang Meng, the little master of Anwangfu, was not very well evaluated among the people, even to the point that people hated dogs, but this was only after he was blind.

When Liang Meng was good, in the eyes of the people in the capital, he was a clear stream among the powerful, and the golden boy under the Bodhisattva sat down.

It's a pity, that's it, although the people sympathize with him for losing his light, but they can't forgive him for venting his resentment on them, so they can only hide from afar, silently hate, how much they loved before, and how much they hate now.

After Liang Meng lost his eyes and vented his anger, the only one who was not implicated, and the only one who still regarded him as the former one, was the people in King An's Mansion.

Xu is Liang Meng's subconscious, he doesn't want even the people around him to see him as a crippled and brute villain, he hopes that he is still the original little master.

In this way, everyone in King An's Mansion actually knows what the little master is doing outside, but after all, they are people, and there are always relatives and strangers.

"Sister Mei Sheng, you see, that cheap waiter is really shameless," on another small road far away, Nan Keyuan's third-class maid Zhujie, holding a broom, said angrily to the people around her, "In front of the public, why didn't the little master push him away." ”

"What kind of person is the little master, you don't know, how can you do such a thing as pushing people, it's just that the embroidered brocade boy is really not worthy of the little master, how can the little master be so obsessed with him like this, and I don't know what means he used." Mei Sheng, who is also a maid of Nankeyuan and a second-class maid, is considered an elegant person, although she is also angry, she can't say such vicious words.

"That is to say, what kind of person is the little master, what is his embroidery brocade, isn't it just bullying the little master now...

"Bamboo, forbidden." Mei Sheng stared at the bamboo knot sternly, this matter is a taboo in the palace, even if it is unintentional, it cannot be exported, I don't know how many old people have no intention of saying it, and they were scolded by the princess afterwards, if it is not for the little master to intercede, the appointment will be directly sold to the mansion, "This is the matter, you go and tell Aunt Hongyan." Remember, what you see is what you say, don't squeak superfluously. ”

Zhujie probably knew that he was almost in trouble, so he licked his face and carefully told Mei Sheng, "I know it's wrong, Sister Mei Sheng, I'll go now, you can rest, and I'll sweep the tail when I come back." ”

"Okay, go quickly, don't be reckless, you bumped into the master, but no one pleads for you."

"Got it."

Mei Sheng looked at the bamboo that was heartless and lungless, she really didn't know whether to sigh or sigh, she let go of the broom and sat aside, sure enough, she was still a child, but she didn't know how big a gift she gave her.

After entering the Qimei Garden, Zhujie's cheerful footsteps became cautious, after all, it was the main courtyard of the princess, and no one wanted to cause trouble in it.

Zhujie smiled and came to the front of a maid outside the door, and called her sister sweetly, "Sister, sister, the little waiter is the third-class maid Zhujie of Nankeyuan, and I want to tell Aunt Hongyan about something, I don't know if my sister can pass it on to her." ”

"Wait outside the door." The maid looked the bamboo up and down, then nodded to her companion, and lifted the curtain to enter.

When the door curtain was lifted again, Aunt Hongyan, who was wearing a royal blue embroidered skirt, covered with a jujube red gown, and a jade plate and round face, walked out.

"You're from Nankeyuan?"

"Yes, yes, the little maid is the third-class miscellaneous maid of Nanke Yuan." Facing Aunt Hongyan, even those who are so happy as bamboo don't dare to laugh at will.

"Don't be nervous, is there something wrong with the little master?"

"Yes, yes, the little master is in the small garden... Embroidered brocade boys... In this way, Zhujie told Aunt Hongyan what he had seen, and then looked at Aunt Hongyan who fell silent uneasily.

Aunt Hongyan, who was sober from her contemplation, looked at the uneasy villain in front of her with a smile, still a child, and any expression was written on her face, "I know, this matter is over, don't spread it any further." ”

"So, you can go back." Aunt Hongyan took off a plain silver carved bracelet on her wrist and a tired silk hairpin on her head, and stuffed it into the bamboo hand.

Zhujie looked blankly at the stuffed things in his hands, and his apricot eyes were round, "Auntie, this?" ”

"This is a reward for you, you can take it, okay, you can go back."

"Hey, thank you, auntie."

The little girl really made Aunt Hongyan want to laugh, and she was a little bored when she thought back to what she had just heard.

Aunt Hongyan entered the door, first retreated from the maid, and then bowed to the princess on the first seat, "Niangniang." ”

"Come back, what's going on? Which one you off? No, no one should dare to be angry with our Aunt Hongyan. The princess waited until all the maids had retreated before she spoke to the wild goose.

Decades of getting along with each other made the princess trust Hongyan, and she knew that Hongyan would never deceive her. Such a wild goose, there must be something important to tell her.

"Niangniang, the little master has been back for a long time, so let's find a day and have a good talk with the little master." 166 Reading Network