After returning to the room, I sat down on the stool, supported my head with my hands, and casually asked Yueying, "Yueying, when did Aunt Qing pass the door?" ”

Yue Ying's face was a little ugly, and she sighed: "Less than two years after Zhu Niang got married, my aunt accepted Aunt Qing. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

I was a little surprised, thinking that Lan Sheng didn't have a good relationship with me, shouldn't be the kind of person who is easy to empathize with other loves. My gut told me that Lan Sheng's mother played a crucial role in this matter.

Sure enough, Yue Ying continued: "After Zhu Niang got married, she has been ...... I never conceived a child, and later, the old lady was in charge and accepted Aunt Qing for my aunt. Because of this incident, Zhu Niang returned to Zhu's house in a fit of anger, and her aunt followed her to Zhu's house on the day of Aunt Naqing, and three days later, Zhu Niang returned to Haining with her aunt. ”

I didn't think about it, and asked Yueying again: "Then why haven't I conceived a child since I got married?" ”

Yue Ying's face turned red all of a sudden, and she said hesitantly: "This...... Yueying, how would Yueying know. ”

Only then did I realize that I was asking a reckless question, so I hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Well, go and ask the kitchen what to cook at night." ”

Yue Ying gave a gift and went out.

I got up to close the door, then sat down at the dressing table and took off my embroidered shoes. Although this little foot does not feel pain when walking on weekdays, if it is walked for a long time, it will have a feeling of soreness. Thinking that the purse was still hanging on his body, he untied the purse and put it on the dressing table.

There are many small boxes on this dressing table, with two small drawers and two small storage cabinets on each side. It's quite a lot of space, and I don't know what kind of objects are in it.

I opened a small drawer and saw some broken silver inside, so I immediately put it all in my purse. When I first arrived, I didn't know where the money was, so I received a piece of it first, and the next time I went out, I wouldn't be so stretched.

In addition to some broken silver in the drawer, there is also a small box containing bracelets of various styles and materials. The small locker below contained bits and pieces of things that women often used, and there was nothing peculiar about it.

I opened the small drawer on the left again, and at the top was a book with an off-white cover that read "The Chronicles of the Boudoir". I was able to recognize these words because I had previously worked in a studio as a proofreader of ancient books.

There was also a thick pile of paper pressed under the book, on which were mostly written three or two lines of poetry, and some were complete. I picked up a recognizable poem and read it carefully. On the top right side of the paper, in small block letters, "Qing Ping Le. Summer Lake Tour", followed by the writing: "Annoyed smoke and dew / Leave me to stay for a moment / Hand in hand with the lotus lake on the road / A flash of yellow plum drizzle /"

I flipped through it again, but it was written in a different font: "Foolish is not afraid of guesses/Sleeping in clothes and falling into people's arms/The most important time to part/Return to the lazy dressing table/" These sentences are written beautifully, and the lingering affection in romance novels may be said to be such a picture.

I sighed and perused a few other poems. Most of these poems are clear and complaining, although they don't see any major features, but they are all beautiful and praiseworthy masterpieces. After reading it, I felt that she wrote "Partridge Heaven" to my liking.

The door was slowly pushed open, and one foot landed gently. I called "Moon Reflection" and closed the drawer. The people outside the door let out a "huh" as if they were frightened, and I could hear that it was the voice of Yueying.

Yue Ying walked in, holding the osmanthus branch in her hand, and said, "I saw the door closed, and I thought Zhu Niang was resting inside." He shook the osmanthus in his hand again, and said, "I just went to see the little lady, the little lady picked the osmanthus, and I must let Yueying bring some to Zhu Niang." ”

I put my feet back in my embroidered shoes, pointed to the white porcelain vase under the windowsill, and said, "Put the flowers there." ”

Yue Ying walked over with the flowers, and I suddenly felt a slight fragrance of osmanthus on the tip of my nose, and I couldn't help but admire: "It's so fragrant." ”

Yue Ying smiled and said: "Zhu Niang has a good night, the osmanthus cake is being made in the kitchen, and you can eat it when you touch dinner." ”

I was pleasantly surprised and said, "Really? Then he worried: "Then do I have to go to the dining room to eat at night?" ”

Yueying nodded and said, "Zhu Niang didn't go over breakfast and lunch, I'm afraid I have to go over for dinner, otherwise the old lady will send someone to ask." ”

I bowed my head sullenly, thinking, let's go, the right should be for the osmanthus cake.

Maybe it was because I was tired, and when it was time for dinner, I was a little sluggish. Go to the dining room to eat all by the moon to lead the way, in the autumn night, there are few insects on both sides of the stone road, and there are many grass and trees.

There were sparse candles on both sides of the road, and when the candles were dim, I couldn't help but yawn.

Yue Ying was careful and asked, "Zhu Niang is sleepy?" ”

"It's okay," he couldn't help but yawn as soon as he finished speaking. I burst out laughing, cheered up, and asked, "Is there osmanthus cake in Yu'er?" ”

Yueying's voice was brisk, and she said: "Zhu Niang is worried, the little lady has her own maids to take care of her, and osmanthus cake is indispensable." ”

I loosened my muscles and said, "Yueying, you're tired today, after eating, you just need to bring water to my room, I'll do the rest by myself, and you can go back early to rest." ”

She suddenly stopped, bowed deeply, and said, "Yueying is not tired. ”

I hurriedly took her hand and said, "There is not much difference in our age, you have been with me for so long, our relationship is similar to that of sisters, there is no need to be so polite." ”

Seeing her cramped face and a little frightened, I said that I was a little overly enthusiastic. After all, this is in the Southern Song Dynasty, and some things are different in the end.

So I explained: "I mean, I know that Yueying treats me sincerely, and I treat Yueying sincerely. Here, you're the only person I can trust. So you're very close to me, I mean. ”

Only then did she relax and said: "Zhu Niang is like this when the moon is reflected, and the moon is very inspired. ”

I smiled gently at her and said, "Here, only you and Yu'er are the ones that worry me the most." You treat Yu'er so well, so, Yueying, if you ......"

She suddenly stood still, looking at me nervously, as if I was about to disappear before her eyes.

I walked back to her and asked with concern, "Yueying, what's wrong?" ”

Her eyes were shining, and after a while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Is Zhu Niang leaving again?" ”

I was puzzled, "No, I'm just ......"

Before she finished speaking, she rushed to the white and said: "I just want me to take care of the little lady, if Zhu Niang is gone, take the little lady back to Zhu's house with me...... Is Zhu Niang trying to say this? ”

-------- another: The words quoted in the article are all Zhu Shuzhen's posthumous works------- this article is slow to heat, please understand~---------