At two o'clock, Nalan Qi dressed neatly and went out with the big girl who came to call her, only bringing Qiu Ju alone, Xia He and the nurse Xu stayed to take care of the yard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Seventh Miss, the second master and his wife went out in a moment, and the person who sent you to call said that you were having breakfast, and the second lady told the slave to wait for a quarter of an hour before calling you."

The maid who followed Nalan Qi's side slowed down and whispered in Nalan Qi's ear while half-bowing.

This girl is about twenty-eight years old, only wearing a half-new and not old elastic ink jacket, a black hair in a black bun is simply tied behind her head, her appearance is not standard, and her cheeks are dotted with some light brown spots. Fortunately, she is young and young, pretty and clean, and there are also different touches.

"What's my sister's name?" Nalan Qi raised his eyes and asked casually.

"The minion's name is Stamen." The maid beside her bowed her head and replied softly, with a faint smile on her face. Hua Rui, that's right, Nalan Qi actually knows, this girl has been with her for ten years in her last life, and finally she was trapped by love and ended up depressed.

Hua Rui was originally Mrs. Nalan's important maid, but she was not pampered and arrogant, she was very fair, impartial, and very popular in the house. In the last life, after Nalan Qi's nurse died due to the dowry, the eldest lady sent Hua Rui down to take care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. In this life, I think it will be allocated to the new lady.

"Miss Seven, the second gate has arrived, and I asked the little maid to carry the sedan chair to the second gate." An indifferent voice interrupted Nalan Qi's memories.

Nalan Qi frowned, looked sideways at the stamen, and the fine sunlight hit the face that was not white, like an extremely faint ink painting.

"Light ink and light marks" Nalan Qi sighed lightly and helped Qiu Ju's hand to get into the sedan chair.

"Pick up the sedan chair" In the loud voice of the small maid, the sedan chair with a red top and carved dark patterns was smoothly lifted out of Nalan Mansion.

Nalan Mansion is located on one of the most noisy streets in the national capital, as soon as you go out, the sound of small traders shouting one after another, the bustling frolicking sound of pedestrians, and occasionally mixed with a few very penetrating dogs barking and neighing, all wrapped in vigorous vitality to Nalan Qi shop.

Nalan Qi couldn't help but open the sedan curtain.

The bricks are red and the tiles are green, the pavilions are cornices, the carriages and horses are chariots, and the pedestrians are weaving.

The scenery along the way is prosperous, familiar and unfamiliar.

But who would have thought? Ten years later, the princes from all walks of life, Jin Ge Iron Horse broke through the royal capital. Today's prosperous peace, the prosperity of the busy traffic, collapsed in an instant, and was replaced by a beacon fire, thousands of miles of red land, the male saint is famous, and the people are hidden and frightened.

"Stop the war with war, stop war with war, hehe! It's a ruined country in the end, and the sky is not blessed~" Nalan Qi still remembers the last time he saw his father, the color of the sky that day, and the feeling of the wind blowing on his body. I remember the man's mournful roar and his determination to spur his horse down the tower.

The war is endless, some people die for their country, some people live in secret, but today's country of Da Mo is the country of peace and security, and finally becomes the hometown of everyone's dreams.

"Hiss" I don't know whose sedan chair driver sore the horse again, and an abrupt horse neighing called Nalan Qi out of his memory. She blinked quietly, hiding the misty water in it, and saw that Qiu Ju was also looking out of the window with a sedan curtain, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, miss, you see there is a sister in front of her who sold herself to bury her mother, and she looks so delicate."

Qiu Ju suddenly came over recklessly and said in a low voice.

"You can't be so babbling when you go to the Huang Mansion." Nalan Qi shook his head at Qiu Ju, snorted, and then raised his head and looked out the window casually.

With just one glance, it made her heart miss a beat, Gu Nanfeng is another acquaintance.