readx; Listening to the lake painting month, she has not participated in it three times in a row. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info before because Qin Junxiu was too strong, and at this time, it was also because of Qin Junxiu. At the Lantern Festival Palace banquet that day, she could dress up with confidence, but she couldn't listen to the lake painting the moon.

One is to fight for breath when all eyes are on it. One is to earn popularity among parents in a short time.

The ninth day of February. Xue Mingyu took a carriage to Bama Hutong. The carriage swayed all the way, and she suddenly remembered that today, the ninth day of the second lunar month, should be Boyi's birthday.

Gongsun Boyi, what a distant name. He was six years older than her, and he would be twenty-one this year. A twenty-one-year-old man must have been married. I don't know what kind of wife Bo Yi married, Xue Mingyu smiled lightly, but her heart was as clear as a water mirror.

When Xue Mingyu arrived at Yuze Courtyard, Wei Yanran was not there, and she went to the flower hall to listen to the housekeepers' mothers-in-law. Now that the month is older, several powerful girls around Yuehua Yueying Yueming have followed, leaving two big girls who were brought up later in the house, one is called Yueying, and the other is called Yueru.

Both of them were also accustomed to Xue Mingyu's existence in Wei Yanran, a host, a guest, and a guest, and after serving tea, Xue Mingyu sat in front of the open window.

Xue Mingyu was stunned for a while. She felt more and more like she had just come to Yanjing. I don't know what the road ahead is, and I try to calm myself and calm myself in the confusion.

On Xiliang's side, as always, there was no news. At first, she often wrote back, but she always went too much, and she didn't write a single letter back. Slowly, she also understood that her special identity from Xiliang might not be allowed to have too close contact with the Xue Mansion. And Huangfu Xingong, as he gets older, Xue Mingyu occasionally picks up the pen and nagged a few pages, but he gives up, and it is no longer suitable for such a childhood sweetheart.

Gradually, she stopped writing letters. Those who miss and care will not disappear in memory.

After staying for a while, Xue Mingyu took out the children's clothes made in the baggage and flipped through them to see if there were any threads. The threads are left outside, and she doesn't think it's good-looking, so she embroiders a small cherry on the thread to decorate it, which looks cute.

"I'm making small clothes again" As soon as Wei Yanran entered the door, she saw Xue Mingyu's careful and serious side face, and her already sharp chin became thinner and thinner.

"Sister-in-law is done" Xue Mingyu stood up with a smile and helped Wei Yanran, who had a big belly.

"Alas, there are so many things every day, endlessly." Wei Yanran sat down with her waist propped up. "By the way, a few days ago, Mrs. Yan of Liangxu Mansion, Grandma Zhang of Lin Guo's Mansion, and Mrs. Gu of Changlin Mansion came to touch the cards for a day and heard about something."

Xue Mingyu propped up her head, looking very interested.

"In Hongshan Hutong, on the night of February 2nd, the lights were bright." Wei Yanran drank tea to moisten her throat, since she was pregnant, it was as if she didn't drink enough water.

"Hongshan Hutong" Xue Mingyu blinked his eyes, sounding a little familiar, but he really couldn't remember which family lived there. I vaguely remember that the seat in Hongshan Hutong seems to be a little off, not like there is a big mansion there.

Wei Yanran blinked, "Mrs. Wu. . . ”

"Oh. . . Her family," Xue Mingyu understood. Mrs. Wu, the wife of Wu Ju's family. Of course, she doesn't live in Hongshan Hutong herself, but marrying chickens and dogs and dogs, this Hongshan Hutong is still the yard that her mother's family bought when she got married, otherwise she wouldn't live in Hongshan Hutong just by relying on Wu Juren's family background.

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