Chapter Twenty-Nine: Sortie

Lying on the couch and closing her eyes, Nie Siyun was completely sleepy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the first day of rebirth, it was like going to the battlefield, simply and neatly solving the obstacles in front of her and pulling out the nails around her, but she found a very serious problem.

In my memory, the version of the previous life doesn't seem to be like this.

In her previous life, because she fell from the rockery and injured her head, her two big girls, Chunliu and Caiqin, were heavily punished by the eldest lady and directly distributed to the little maid in the outer courtyard, and they were not allowed to step into the inner courtyard for half a step. At that time, she was in a "deep relationship" with the second room, and she didn't have two big girls by her side, but she felt quiet, and even moved to the yard of the third lady to live and share her ring.

It seems that after about a month, the eldest lady sent someone to stuff her ring. This incident made the second room very unhappy, so the second lady asked Ji to find Chen Lingpo, exposed the whole thing, and made the big room very faceless, and the second lady took the opportunity to change into the maid ring arranged by herself.

Nie Siyun's approach was just to follow the trail of his previous life and get the opportunity first.

It's just that after her transfer, the matter of the big house stuffing the ring in her yard was advanced.

Her tampering, the wheel of history has shifted in its original direction, she doesn't know what will happen next, but she can only take one step at a time.

Nie Siyun closed her eyes tiredly.

She was so tired.

It seems that she has not had a good rest since the day she was reborn. What's more, this body is still wounded, so what can I do with overdrawing my body, and there will be many battles to fight in the future.

In the square-eyed copper furnace of the plum bone leaf bamboo half wall in the house, the light smoke rises faintly, and the room is quiet and elegant, which is her favorite peony lily incense.

This is where she was born and raised, this is her home, this is her yard, and the strings that have been tight since her rebirth can finally relax.

As soon as Nie Siyun relaxed like this, she suddenly felt sleepiness rolling in, and she couldn't help but fight with her eyelids, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When Nie Siyun woke up, it was already dusk, twilight was coming, and in the house, a lamp had been lit in the spring willows, and a faint orange color filled the whole room, soft and quiet.

Chunliu is a careful person, presumably because she is afraid that she will wake up and be afraid of the dark, so she specially left a lamp in the house.

She woke up in the soft light, feeling refreshed, and couldn't help but sigh softly: she hadn't slept such a peaceful sleep in a long, long time.

Seeing the light gauze curtain moving, Chunliu knew that Miss was awake, and hurriedly walked over, changed the light yarn, and hooked it with a curtain hook, seeing that Nie Siyun was very energetic, with a pair of big black and white eyes, she couldn't help but smile and said: "Miss's spirit is very good, but she sleeps steadily?" ā€

Nie Siyun nodded and smiled apologetically. She remembered that Chunliu said that since she fell from the rockery, she was in a coma for several days, and because she was frightened, she often screamed and cried in her dreams, which made the entire Shicui Pavilion unpeaceful. The old lady felt sorry for her, so she was moved to the third sister's house, so that more people could take care of her.

Chunliu saw that she was very energetic, and her pale face before had gradually regained her usual complexion, and she couldn't help but be very happy, and hurriedly asked Cai Ping to bring water in and wait for the young lady to wash.

Cai Ping came in with a copper basin of water, which was a newly connected spring water, which was very clear and just right to wake up. She soaked the towel in the water, handed it to Nie Siyun, and said in a low voice: "Miss, the third lady went to the direction of the old marquis's study." ā€

Cai Ping is a solid-eyed maid ring, loyally carrying out Nie Siyun's instructions, even if it is Chunliu, she has never told her.

"Oh?" Nie Siyun's hand holding the towel paused, then subconsciously raised his head and looked out through the window lattice.

Outside, the twilight is deep and the lights are on.

It seems that the third lady is really a man of action, and she went to find the old marquis so quickly.

The timing was also well chosen, and now it's almost dinner time, and the old marquis should come back.

Anyway, Miss Three calculated really well.

Nie Siyun's eyes narrowed slightly, quickly rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and then asked Chunliu to help him pull a loose and casual bun, and then asked Chunliu to take a homely shirt, clean it up, turn around and take a step out of the door.

Outside, the wind began to blow violently, and there was a tendency for torrential rain to pour.

Seeing that Miss left without saying a word, Chunliu and Cai Ping looked at each other, and when they saw that Miss's figure was about to disappear at the gate of the yard, Chunliu woke up, hurriedly took the cloak, and asked Cai Ping to get the oil paper umbrella, and he hurriedly chased out: "Miss, wait for the slave." It's going to rain this day, where is Miss going? ā€

Nie Siyun paused at the gate of the courtyard, and the "Qi Death Wind" lantern hanging at the door emitted an incandescent light, reflecting the coldness on her face.

The cold air that burst from his gaze made Haruyanagi pause and swoop forward.

Hitting Xiaochunliu is afraid of Miss's gaze, majestic, convincing, and people dare not make mistakes.

"Chunliu, you go back first, just wait in the house, you don't have to follow me." Although Nie Siyun's words were cold, there was no hint of reproach, "I'm going to look for the third sister, and the third sister doesn't like many people." ā€

Chunliu was confused when she heard it, where is Miss going? Why does the third lady not like many people? What kind of occasion is that?

The Marquis of Weining Mansion has always paid attention to the rules, and the Shicui Pavilion is even more strictly ruled, even if Chunliu has thousands of doubts and thousands of doubts in his heart, he does not dare to ask.

The wind was very strong, and the windows "rattled". Even if the Shicui Pavilion is located in a remote location, you can still hear the noise in the house, and the mixed footsteps can be faintly heard.

A bolt of lightning slashed down from mid-air, and a dazzling electric light lit up half of the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder that lasted for a long time.

Chunliu was frightened by such a loud thunder, and the whole person trembled, and looked at Nie Siyun with a look of almost crying: "Miss...... You'd better not go, such a big thunder, and you have a wound on the head, in case something goes wrong......"

She couldn't say any more, tears rolling in her eyes.

She knows that what she says is all nonsense, she knows too much about Miss's temperament, Miss has a hard temperament, from childhood to adulthood, as long as she decides something, she never has any intention of turning back. She also knew that no matter what she said, it was useless, but she was too worried about Miss.

Cai Qin also rushed over, pestle in place, look at the thunder and lightning in the sky, and then look at the stubborn young lady, she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, so she had to stand wooden.

Another lightning bolt struck, making Nie Siyun's face even paler, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, showing a look of perseverance.

"Go back!" Nie Siyun softened her tone, facing Yahuan, who was loyal and sworn to die, she couldn't say any words of reproach.

She felt her heart soften. If it was in her previous life, how could she have softened her heart?

"Okay, let's all go back, wait for me to come back, good." She said softly, as if comforting her child, "Stay in the hospital, I will come back safely." ā€

In the roaring thunder, the wind fell with little raindrops, and Nie Siyun's slender back went farther and farther in the wind and drizzle, and finally disappeared.