There were many onlookers on the street, but no one knew where the woman came from, who the Rourou in her mouth was, and why she was crying. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey~ Auntie, don't cry, beggar, I don't have anything worth this bag of silver, I picked up this thing by the beggar, give it to you, open this bag on the wedding day, everything will get better, it will get better, don't open it before that."

The nurse suddenly raised her head, where was the figure of a beggar in front of her, and the tattered bag in her hand came into her eyes, all this was not a dream!

She quickly wiped away her tears, staggered a few steps, ignored the fingers of others, ran away like a madman, and soon disappeared at the end of this street.

There is still half a month before the wedding, Tianzhou City is completely lively, everyone knows that the Wen family in Tianzhou City has a happy event, even if no one knows where the so-called Fifth Miss came from, but the Wen family's wanton release of grain made the whole city lively.

The remote courtyard was still as silent as death, and Gentle was carrying a bucket in her hand, sprinkling spoonfuls of water into the vegetable garden, and her eyes lost their agility.

The nurse was uneasy in her heart, and stood carelessly in the study grinding the inkstone, not even paying attention to the gentleness when she came in.

Click, the white hand has lifted the brush on the pen stand, dipped it in ink, and the pen and ink fell quickly on the paper, vigorous and powerful, pouring all the emotions.

Wen Kehua's three words were as smooth as flowing water on the paper, and the pen fell on the horizontal side of the birch, but she couldn't write down that vertical, her gentle eyes gradually cleared, and she stared at the name on the paper for a long time without speaking. The nurse was awakened, and when she saw the three big characters on the paper, she sighed deeply, this state of gentleness has lasted for a long time, in addition to taking care of the plants in the courtyard, it is writing, and it is the name of Master Wen that is written, and every time there is only that one left.

Even the nurse could see that there was a hidden sword under the pen, as if as long as the pen in the gentle hand dropped the last stroke, Master Wen would die, which made the nurse feel even more frightened.

"Yau Yau, are you tired? Let's take a break. She carefully helped Wen Rou to sit down in the courtyard, and looked at the oranges on the orange tree with a gentle and stupid look: "Nurse, help me pick an orange." ”

The nurse hurriedly walked under the tree, picked the orange, carefully opened the orange peel and handed it to the gentle face, she reached out and took a petal of orange and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly.

"Nurse, you say, does the eldest young master really like this orange?"

After eating an orange, her gentle gaze was still on the orange tree, and the nurse finally understood who existed in Gentle's heart, and she was even more bitter in her heart: "Yes, of course, the orange planted by Rourou is the sweetest." ”

"Nurse, I want to draw a picture."

She stood up, her thin body cold from the wind, and it looked like she would be blown down by the wind at any moment.

"Gentle." I remember that his voice was so beautiful.

"Don't come to the other courtyard again." I remember how charming his gaze was.

"There's nothing left for them to tell me." I remember how slender his hands were.

"Call Big Brother." I still remember how handsome his face was.

"Sweet." I still remember how gentle his expression was.

"Girls should know how to dress up, too." I remember his tone being so soft.

I still remember that back is the same as when I left ten years ago, his face, his fingers, he is still wearing the same color, white suits him very well.

The unity of man and pen, the realm of deification, there is God in the pen, and God is in the pen.

The nurse was frightened, and the gentle preoccupation seemed to her to be evil, it had been two whole days and two nights, and the gentleness had always been immersed in painting, and the charm of a young man was slowly depicted under the brush, white shirt and black silk, the expression was light, the temperament was like a fairy, the skin was like snow, the lips were like blood, and the heroic sword eyebrows were definitely a beautiful man!

It turned out to be painting Wen Tianya, the nurse watched the last stroke fall, her gentle body shook for a while, and fell straight to the ground, the nurse was startled, and hurriedly helped up the gentle upper body.

Suddenly a strong wind rose outside the door, and a gust of wind blew into the study, and the painting on the desk was held up by the wind, and magically floated out of the study, and soon disappeared into the sky.

A beggar was nesting under a tree, raising one eyelid, and with a grasp of his hand, a piece of drawing paper fell into his hand, and the young man in the painting was as handsome as a fairy, and his eyes were smart, as if he would come out of the painting in a blink of an eye.

"This painting is really good, the human environment is integrated, such a realm, I'm afraid that even the heads of those sects may not be able to draw, this woman is not an ordinary person."

In his compliment, the gentleness of the courtyard seemed to fall into a deep sleep for a long time, until the red wedding dress was sent into this dead courtyard.

On this day, the nurse was watering the trees, there was a knock on the door, and when the door was opened, a maid was holding a bright red wedding dress with a festive golden silk phoenix pattern.

It was like knowing that she was going to try on the wedding dress and woke up from her slumber, and there were only two days left before the wedding.

"Bring it in."

The gentle face was very bad, she was recovering from a serious illness, half-leaning on the threshold, there was only despair in her eyes, watching the nurse and the maid send the blood-red wedding dress and gorgeous accessories into her bedroom, she tore away a bleak smile: "Nurse, help me change my clothes, I want to see how I look in the wedding dress." ”

Layer after layer, she stood in front of the bronze mirror, and the blurred copper mirror made her face look yellow, which was very unsightly.

"Nurse, am I good-looking?" Her body was very weak, she stood up, her figure shook, she almost fell, she finally stood firm, she stubbornly turned around, the red and bright skirt floated, but her face was really very pale.

The nurse's tears came down in a moment: "Okay, good-looking, we are the best looking at Rourou, there is no more beautiful girl in the world than Rourou." ”

Gently stretched out her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, a little melancholy: "I seem to have slept for a long time, or has the time passed quickly?" ”

"Don't cry, the day after tomorrow, I'm going to get married." She hugged the nurse, and the sudden calm seemed to be brewing a stormy crisis.

The nurse finally couldn't help but cry: "Tian Rou, you have opened your eyes!" Your daughter was humiliated and wronged in the Wen family, and now she is forced to marry, how can you bear it? ”

Gentleness did not shed a single tear, as if the tears had dried up, she was at peace in her heart at the moment, she had already made a decision, her eyes fell on the orange trees in the courtyard, the golden peel wrapped the heavy fruit, reflecting the green green leaves, she had a plan.

The firecrackers bring a festive melody, the noise and jubilation of the outside world have never been able to penetrate the wall of this courtyard, dressing up, rouge gouache, the delicate appearance of the girl in the bronze mirror, the gentle smile, calm as a lake, without a trace of waves, the hairpin on the bun is delicate and elegant, adding a kind of Xuantian fairy falling into the mortal world of dust and refinement.

"Nurse, don't cry, gentleness has been decided." She stood up slowly, a strip of bright red silk was tightly clutched in the nurse's hand, and she spread her hands openly: "Mother died like this back then, let Gentle go like this today, and it is good to be with my mother under Jiuquan." ”

The nurse rubbed for a long time, stepped forward, and tied the silk around her waist with trembling hands.

"The bride~It's time to get on the sedan chair~" The matchmaker walked into the room happily, and the nurse's tears dripped on the back of her hand, which was so cold.

Gently let the matchmaker put Xipa on her head, and her gaze became dead and silent under Xipa, without the slightest agility, like a puppet.

"Nurse, help me into the sedan chair."

She stretched out her hand, and the nurse hurriedly held her.

Sitting in the sedan chair, her heart was already cold, and tears slowly flowed from her godless eyes.

"Little, you deserve to sit and eat with me? Get down! ”

"Look, if there is a mother, there must be a daughter, it looks so innocent, it must be very bad in the bones!"

"What qualifications do you have to call me second brother? What are you? ”

"My young master married your mother just because he fell in love with your mother's appearance, do you think you are a thing?"

"Enough, what else does the little girl want to learn to read and write? A daughter born to a dares to make so many demands! ”

The cynicism of sentence by sentence was vivid, and she had lost any expression.

The nurse looked at her, angina, touched her chest but accidentally touched a bag, instantly remembered something, the matchmaker saw her stunned over there, hurriedly squeezed her aside, put down the curtain of the sedan chair, and shouted: "Get up the sedan chair!" ”

The sedan chair shook and got up steadily, blowing and beating the drum.

The nurse returned to the room and hurriedly took out the bag, but she didn't expect that a token was placed in it.

The white jade with the three words Bai Qitian printed on the token was obviously exactly the same as the one that Bai Qitian gave to Wen Rou at the beginning.

The nurse suddenly woke up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times while holding the token: "Thank God for sending down the great immortal to save Rourou's life!" From now on, the old body will not be touched by meat and will be devoted to the Buddha! ”

After swallowing her head, she hurriedly crushed Bai Qitian's token.

The token was broken, but there was no reaction at all, and the nurse thought that it was useless at all, and suddenly became anxious, and thought: "How is this thing used?" Bai Gongzi, you will soon show your spirit! Otherwise, Rourou will be forced to death by Hua Tianying, a bully! ”

As soon as the words fell, the powder of the token condensed into a string of words and dissipated out of thin air.

On a mountain peak full of aura, two young men sat facing each other, bubbling aura, inhaled between their breaths.

One of the young men felt a wave of his soul, and immediately opened his eyes, and his face became ugly: "Not good! Something happened! ”

This person is Bai Qitian, and the one who is cultivating with him is Wen Tianya, Bai Qitian is a little anxious: "Hua Tianying has made a move on Gentleness!" ”

"Impossible, I used a hairpin to cover her breath, how could this be." Wen Tianya frowned, "Let's go, let's go down the mountain!" You tell me about it on the way. ”