At first, Lu Zhu was terrified, thinking that she was not doing well, which made Chun Siniang dissatisfied, but gradually she got used to it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She felt that she was really lucky, she didn't know what virtue her ancestors had accumulated, and she could actually serve such a lady.

Ruyi's dexterity soon made a simple and good-looking Suiyun bun for Chun Siniang.

Chun Siniang took a picture in the mirror, thanked her, and praised "Ruyi's craftsmanship is really good." ”

Ruyi replied: "It's the lady's hair is good, a lot of black oil, how beautiful is it." ”

Lu Zhu was on the side, took out a few wigs of different shapes in the dressing box, sorted them out carefully, and chuckled: "I didn't use it once, it's a pity." ”

This was said by another lady, and she didn't dare to say it again. However, after serving Chun Siniang during this time, she was much more lively, and she dared to speak and laugh.

Chun Siniang said: "If you like it, use it, it's worth the money." ”

Luzhu shook his head and said, "Xie Niangzi." Who is the green bead, and how can I use it? ”

She seemed a little stunned.

Chun Siniang glanced at her, wanted to say something, and swallowed again.

The matter of anti-feudalism and anti-oppression should be left to other women. She can liberate Luzhu's mind, but she can't liberate this society. Rather than let them suffer because "the whole world is turbid and I am alone", it is better to shut up as soon as possible.

Just like the name of the green bead, "A hundred years of parting in a high-rise building, once the red face is gone." She didn't think it was interesting, but she didn't think about changing her name, and the other women seemed to like it very much.

In fact, just a name, what does it mean? This Pingkangfang, no matter how good the name is, what use can it be? At most, it's just a compliment from the men who come to have fun, "people are as their names are".

Dressed women have always liked to do, such as changing the name of the maids, promoting that all people are created equal, pursuing free love and marriage autonomy, Chun Siniang really didn't look at it.

If you really have the spirit of resistance, why bother to be different in these small things to find a sense of existence, it is better to directly cross into Chen Sheng and Wu Guang to expose the uprising.

Chun Siniang is very normal, both come and be safe, if you want not to attract attention, quietly live your own life, it is better to follow the customs.

After Ruyi left, Chun Siniang chatted with Luzhu for a few words.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano sounded next door. Chun Siniang listened to it for a while, then turned back to Lu Zhu and smiled: "Erniang seems to have something on her mind recently. ”

Lu Zhu also listened for a while, shook his head and said, "Lu Zhu is stupid, I can't hear it." ”

She smiled slightly, but she couldn't help but think in her heart, Siniang is now in the limelight, and if she continues like this, I'm afraid that it won't be long before Erniang, who knows her name, will change hands to others. It would be strange if she could still be at peace.

Separated by a wall, is the spring house's Du Zhi Niang, the room of the spring two mothers.

At this time, Chun Erniang was gracefully stroking the strings. A pair of wonderful eyes, but from time to time glanced at the man in white who was leaning on the couch, holding the wine cup in one hand and supporting his forehead with the other, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be thinking about nothing.

The posture is relaxed, the expression is indifferent, there is a light smile on the lips, and the body is dressed in a dusty white clothes. Years of old acquaintances, obviously she is familiar with the appearance. But for some reason, Chun Erniang always felt that something was different.

But I can't say exactly where. She only felt that her heart was very chaotic, and when her hands were stagnant, the tune was a little messy.

"The song is wrong, Zhou Langgu." The man in white has always been proficient in music, but this time he didn't realize it at all.

Chun Erniang's fingertips trembled a little.

Chun Erniang pressed the strings, and the strings buzzed under her fingertips.

She waited for a while, but the man in white still didn't respond.

She felt bitter in her heart, bit her lower lip lightly, calmed down, squeezed out a smile, and said slowly: "Wulang, otherwise, if the slave comes forward, please Siniang move and sit in the slave room?" ”

The man in white took a shallow sip of wine, raised his eyebrows, but his expression did not change at all.

Chun Erniang couldn't be sure for a while, whether he wanted to see it or not.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Although Siniang looks arrogant, she is the most amiable in private, and the slave ...... It's also quite talkative. Although she has set the rules, Ruonu sincerely invites ......" She stopped talking at the right time, carefully observing the face of the man in white.

The man in white finally reacted, he put down the wine cup, stood up, straightened his clothes, and opened his mouth, but it was called: "Soul Abyss!" ”

Chun Erniang's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she said in a trembling voice: "Isn't Wu Lang taking a bath tomorrow, it's such an hour, it's already a curfew, Wu Lang ......"

The man in white glanced at Chun Erniang, but did not answer her words.

Chun Erniang calmed down, took a breath secretly, squeezed out a smile, and said to the personal maid who was waiting outside: "Zhou Guogong wants to go back to the house, why don't you go and spread the word quickly, let Lu Yuan prepare the car!" ”

The red line fox's suspicious gaze quickly swept over Chun Erniang, but she answered without delay: "Yes, lady." He stepped out of the door, turned and walked out quickly.

Chun Erniang pinched her palm, she naturally knew that the curfew was only restricting the common people, and for a powerful class like Zhou Guogong, it was nothing more than nothing.

In the past, she had never been proud of this and had such a guest for herself. What's even more rare is that he has not changed for many years and is a long-term affection.

Can ...... today? God knows how much she wished that everyone would be equal before the law.

Chun Erniang understood that she had lost her temper, and before she let go, she would never say such words in front of him. But today, for some reason, she can't control herself.

"Wu Lang, do you really want to leave?" She asked again reluctantly.

The man in white had already walked out.

Chun Erniang bit her lower lip, hesitated for only a moment, and then followed with a smile. As before, she was going to take him outside the gate and watch his carriage disappear.

The difference is that before, his carriage was lost in the morning light. For the first time in years, it disappeared into the night, as it did today.

Passing by the door of Chun Siniang, the man in white slowed down. For just a moment, the subconscious movements, I'm afraid he didn't even notice it. But Chun Erniang noticed it very sensitively. Her gaze froze, but the smile on her face deepened.

It is even more deeply exposed, and there is a dead silence outside the busy gate when the lights are first on, which is in stark contrast to the brilliant and lively noise in the courtyard.

The man in white got into the carriage and sat down, the coachman Ah Shou put away his pedals, and Lu Yuan was about to put down the curtain, when the man in white suddenly leaned over and said, "Wait." ”

Chun Erniang's eyes lit up suddenly, and a touch of crimson appeared on her pale face.

Wu Minzhi didn't look at Chun Erniang, he looked up at the sky.

The sky is full of stars, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the moonlight is cold.

The man in white's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he sat back and said indifferently, "Let's go." ”

Chun Erniang smiled and watched the carriage go away, until it disappeared into the boundless sound of night, she slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of tears finally rolled down her cheeks.

She immediately realized that something was wrong, tilted her head slightly, and wiped the tears from her face without a trace.

She stood there quietly, I don't know how long it took, but the night breeze blew, but gradually calmed down.