Jinghua and Cuixiang looked at each other speechlessly, and Miss came back from the Rose Courtyard tonight with a melancholy expression. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cuixiang wanted to go up and ask several times, but Jinghua gave her a look before she was willing to give up. Jinghua poured a cup of tea over and said, "Miss, drink a glass of water to moisten your throat." ”

Su Sanyuan took the bowl with one hand and put the lantern in a clean place with the other. With a wave of his hand, he drank most of the water before he felt much more comfortable.

Cuixiang went over to make the bed and murmured, "Miss, the bed is made."

Su Sanyuan nodded, put the bowl on the table, walked over and was served by Cuixiang and lay down, the curtain was lowered, she opened her eyes, closed them for a while, opened them again, and closed them again. A night full of chaotic thoughts. Thinking of the last time Bai Cheng'an was sick and painful and looked hideous and evil, his heart felt like he had been pricked by the tip of a needle several times.

"Could it be another seizure?" Su Sanyuan muttered.

Jinghua, who was lying on the kang outside, heard the movement, opened her eyes and listened for a while, and saw that there was no movement in the inner room, so she was a little relieved, and pulled the thin quilt and covered her body tightly.

In the early morning, a ray of light refracted through the window.

Su Sanyuan slowly opened her eyes, and woke up three times last night with cranky thoughts, which made her dizzy at the moment. After lying on the bed for a while, he stood up, called Jinghua to help tidy up, and then went out to the courtyard to practice squatting again.

There are a few new pots of bonsai chrysanthemums in the yard, a few chrysanthemums in bloom, and a few buds to be placed. The pomegranate trees that Hua'an Yuan had previously planted in pots have now added these pots of blooming yellow chrysanthemums, adding a bit of vitality.

Su Sanyuan stepped forward, chose one and sniffed it, the fragrance of flowers spread out to her nose, and she suddenly felt energetic. Su Sanyuan turned around and said to Jinghua: "You light that incense, I'm going to start."

Jinghua agreed, swiped with a fire fold, lit the incense, and inserted it into the furnace.

Su Sanyuan moved her hands and feet, feeling that her body was a little less stiff, so she squatted and walked on the horse.

The door of the east wing was opened, Su Yun yawned, holding the half-embroidered Hundred Flowers birthday picture in his hand, looked at everyone, and said to Su Sanyuan: "Sister, you got up really early."

Su Sanyuan smiled and didn't say anything.

"Third Miss, your embroidery is really beautiful. Is it for Old Ancestor Shen?" Jinghua came to Su Yun's side, and carefully looked at the unfinished embroidery picture held by Su Yun's hand, a hundred flowers are blooming, the flowers are red and green, and they are exceptionally fresh.

Embroidery moved an embroidery pier out. Hearing Jinghua's words, he interjected: "It's not." Our Miss embroidery is a coincidence, look carefully at these flowers are like the real one, that is, our Miss has a heart, if you change to the granddaughter of Shen Lao's ancestor, she may not be willing to do it so hard, even if she does it, it may not be as good as our Miss does. ”

Su Yun lowered his head and continued to embroider the unfinished part of the pattern, listening to their praise, his heart was sweet.

The words just embroidered, although unintentional, are difficult to answer. Jinghua secretly gave the embroidery a look and signaled the direction of the eldest lady.

Embroidery didn't understand Jinghua's eyes at first, but after pondering it carefully, her heart chuckled.

"Miss, the slave didn't mean what she said just now, don't think about it." Embroidery.

Su Sanyuan was distracted and didn't hear the sound of embroidery. It wasn't until I came to my senses that I vaguely heard Jinghua say: "Where would Miss mind this, you praise Miss San, Miss is more useful than praising her."

Su Yun raised her head when she heard this, looked at the two talking Yahuan, and then looked at her sister who was sweating profusely on the horse. The needle and thread in Su Yun's hand stopped, and said, "Sister, to tell you the truth, you don't give your grandmother a birthday gift every year, so that outsiders can see it, and you think that your grandmother hurt our two granddaughters in vain."

Su Sanyuan listened and said casually: "I don't know how to needle and thread, and I don't know other crafts, the silver in the small treasury is not enough to spend, since my father has already prepared a birthday gift for me, why should I think about these troubles."

Saying that, Su Sanyuan stood up, moved her hands and feet, caught a glimpse of the embroidered remorseful expression out of the corner of her eyes, and knew that this girl had misunderstood, so she continued to say to Su Yun: "Yun'er, not to mention that I am just one of your sisters, if you are praised, it will be more useful than me being praised myself."

Su Yun stopped the needlework, pursed her lips and smiled, looked up and said to Su Sanyuan: "Sister, with your words, my sister will be satisfied, and she has nothing to say."

Cui Xiang said loudly: "Miss, a stick of incense has been burned."

"Yes." Su Sanyuan looked back at Cuixiang, as well as the incense burner and incense over there, and said to Jinghua, "The weather is refreshing today, I don't sweat much, you just need to help me take a towel to wipe my face, and come back later to take a bath." ”

Jinghua was the closest to the door of the main house, and when she heard it, she agreed, turned around and brought out the basin, chose a low table and put it on top, and wrung the towel to Su Sanyuan until it was half wet.

Su Sanyuan took it, wiped her cheeks casually, and handed it back to Jinghua.

At this hour, Daddy is almost coming back. Su Yun looked up at the sky, then stopped the needlework in his hand, and explained that the embroidery was taken in first, and then followed Su Sanyuan to the Grand View Garden.

In the past few days, Su Zhixia has come back, and most of the time he has been in the painting room.

This is cheaper for the two sisters, as long as they go to the Grand View Garden every day, they can leave directly if they ask their father and Yang to say goodbye.

After Su Sanyuan and Su Yun came back, one went back to the house to practice calligraphy, and the other embroidered in the house.

When it was time to eat, the Yang family sent her mother-in-law over to shout, and Su Sanyuan and Su Yun went over together. The day passed in a hurry.

This night, Su Sanyuan made an excuse as usual to let Cuixiang and Jinghua go back to Hua'an Courtyard first, and go to Rose Courtyard alone with a lantern.

In the dark courtyard, shrouded in moonlight, there was an illusion of overlapping light and shadow under the eaves of the corridor next to a few bamboos. A man in black sat quietly in the corner, his fingers playing with a bamboo leaf. Although she couldn't see clearly, Su Sanyuan could feel the loneliness and indifference in her lowered eyes. Hearing the noise, he looked up at her.

Brief eye contact.

Su Sanyuan's pace quickened, and he walked towards Bai Cheng'an, looking at the ghost mask on his face, and said suspiciously: "Why are you wearing a mask again tonight?" Did you just come back from a mission?"

Bai Chengan nodded and said nothing.

Su Sanyuan chose an empty seat and sat side by side with him. His head was slightly sideways, his fingers were easily close to his mask, and he was about to take off the mask, his wrist was clasped by the warm palm, and his voice was faint, "...... Don't pick it up. ”

"What's wrong?" Su Sanyuan was stunned and asked puzzled.

Bai Chengan lowered his head, hugged her affectionately, leaned towards her, and buried his head on her thin shoulder, "It's okay." ”