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Qiao Ruosu felt that he would not live long.

A stable woman called anxiously: "Auntie, you should work harder, get through this battle, and the child should come out." ”

The maids and women came in and out one after another with copper basin fish, all of them with burnt faces.

Xu is attack for a long time, Qiao Ruosu's face is slightly pale, a pair of eyes have long lost the charm of the autumn water in the past, and the hollowness of the eyes is like an abyss that can no longer be filled.

Although she was born in a hairpin family, her status as a concubine makes her have too few opportunities to choose by herself in this life.

Qiao Ruosu looked at the few plum blossoms in the celadon twig twig bottle in a trance.

Two years ago, she followed in the footsteps of her aunt and married the prince of Changxin Hou as a concubine, but the funny thing is that the wife of the prince Wen Tianyou is her eldest sister.

She still remembers that day, the eldest sister Qiao Ruowan went back to visit her relatives and said to her: "Third sister, you have reached the end of your life, and at best, an identity like you will marry a concubine from an ordinary family, or you can only be a concubine, rather than this, it is better to follow your sister's side......"

Qiao Ruowan is the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, and everything is naturally the best, even marriage. It's a pity that she has been married to the Wen family for three years and still has nothing to do, and she is unwilling to carry the maid who accompanies her to marry as her aunt, and the child born to a woman of that status, even if she is fostered in her own name, she can't change the fact that she is from a humble background.

So, she thought of Qiao Ruosu, who had been weak and helpless since childhood.

Although there is a difference between the concubines and the concubines, they are sisters after all, and presumably the child will not be alienated from him when he grows up.

Qiao Ruosu disagreed at first, but the eldest sister said: "Third sister, you also know that Brother Yuan is the only male heir in the second room, and he is raised in his mother's courtyard, so he will definitely go to school in the future....."

Qiao Weiyuan was Qiao Ruosu's younger brother, and she naturally heard that her eldest sister was threatening her with her younger brother.

She finally agreed to the eldest sister and became Wen Tianyou's concubine, in fact, as long as her father agreed to this matter, she had no room for pecking, Qiao Ruowan specially asked her opinion, and it can be regarded as a face before and after.

The next year, she fulfilled her eldest sister's wish and successfully conceived a child.

The partition door was opened, and the maid Qingmo walked in lightly with a black lacquer and red silk tray, she bent down and said: "Auntie, Mrs. asked the slave maid to send ginseng soup, saying that it is an eighty-year-old wild mountain ginseng, which is worth a thousand gold, and the slave and maid serve you to drink it." ”

A gust of wind blew in from the partition fan, carrying the soft warmth of the afternoon, but Qiao Ruosu felt a chill all around her, and the corners of her pale mouth flashed with a touch of almost inaudible sarcasm.

Sure enough, she is her good eldest sister, she does everything without leakage, in the eyes of outsiders, how she swallows her anger, how she treats her sister well, and how she plans to raise her sister's child with hard work, her kind appearance hides a dirty and dirty heart.

The two daughters served a husband together, which was an ugly thing that couldn't be on the stage, but she was forced to deduce a good story.

Qiao Ruosu looked out the window at the begonia trees that had not yet budded, and suddenly remembered how bitter and miserable her aunt was before she died, and she was not strikingly similar to her at this moment.

Qingmo saw that her face was pale, and she whispered again: "Auntie? Drink the ginseng soup while it's hot, and only when you have the strength can you give birth to the child. ”

Yes, child, whether it is the eldest sister or the prince, everyone just wants to get this child from her, and nothing else.

Qiao Ruosu knows everything, but she is cowardly by nature, she won't fight, and she doesn't want to fight.

Or, the person she wants to fight for is not Wen Tianyou, not the so-called Mrs. Shizi.

The sharp pain in her abdomen suddenly disappeared, and she murmured, "The flowers are blooming." ”

Qingmo heard the sound and looked in the direction Qiao Ruosu was looking, where are the flowers blooming at this time? "Auntie, let's drink ginseng soup." Qingmo scooped a spoonful of dark yellow ginseng soup and handed it to her pale and chapped lips.

Suddenly, the breeze came slowly, blowing away a few calla lilies made of Korean paper that were resting on the desk, and the glass seemed to fall to the ground, stinging her eyes.

My ears buzzed, and my thoughts wandered back many years ago.

At that time, it was the spring and white snow, the catkins all over the city were flying and dancing, the old lady led the Qiao family sisters up the mountain to go green, and across the crowd in the distance, Qiao Ruosu felt that someone was watching her, she looked at it, and the young man's eager and clear eyes crashed into her heart.

Dressed in a royal blue washed robe with white hair and a crown of jade, he stood on the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain and smiled at her.

At that time, she always felt that she had seen him somewhere.

Men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table at the age of seven, but he can always think of a way to appear in front of him unexpectedly.

Qiao Ruosu knew that he was the concubine of the Changxin Hou family, the third brother of Wen Shizi, Wen Tianmo.

One day, she was punished by her mother to kneel for two hours, and such a cold and biting rain and snow day could not be endured by an eleven-year-old child. Wen Tianmo didn't know where to get the news, so he quietly climbed over the courtyard wall of Qiao's house, and knelt with her even if he broke his knee. He said: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if others look down on you, you have to learn to protect yourself." ”

The two, one is the inconspicuous concubine of the Qiao family, and the other is the concubine of General Wenda, and they always seem to be able to understand each other's situation.

Wen Tianmo's treatment in the Wen family was not optimistic, but he sent her some novel gadgets from time to time, and even bruise medicine, as if every time he was punished, he knew it.

On the day of his thirteenth birthday, the man came to Qiao's Mansion openly, dismissed the maid and the maid, and pulled her behind the rockery, which frightened Qiao Ruosu into a panic and knew that he was wrong, and he comforted: "Don't be afraid, Susu, I ....... I just want to tell you that when I go to high school in the autumn this time, I will come to propose. ”

The young man's face was flushed, and after speaking, he quietly shook her hand and strode away.

At that time, she thought that he would be the hope of saving her from the cage, and she thought that as long as she left Qiao's house, she would be able to live a happy life.

So, she waited quietly....... Since then, he has not been heard from.

Never.......

Later, for some reason, the young man followed the expedition of Changxin Hou after the autumn season, and there was no follow-up to the proposal of relatives.

Until the end of last month, news came from the border that the third son of the Wen family was ambushed by the enemy army and died on the battlefield. Qiao Ruosu would never have thought that he would hear about the fate of his horse leather shroud after a few years.

The heart that had been empty was suddenly stung by something, and it became difficult to breathe.

The mother-in-law called in front of her: "Auntie, work harder, you are about to see your head." ”

Qiao Ruosu couldn't hear it clearly, and the words he said he would come to propose marriage echoed in her head, she waited until she got to Jilu, waited until she entered the Wen Mansion, and now she can't wait any longer.

She felt that her body was light and fluttering, as if she saw Aunt Liu waving at her, and as if she saw the person's jade-like face.

Qiao Ruosu really wanted to ask him: You said that you wanted to marry me, are you sincere? Or is it a hypocrisy?