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Her eyes were sleepy, and her thoughts were a little unclear, as if in a dream:

"Has anyone raised silkworms?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Biyun came in from outside and asked her, "Niangniang is awake?" ”

The voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

Fu Minghua woke up with a thrill, only to find that it should be raining.

"Where's the prince?"

She hugged the quilt and sat up, she was indeed awake, Biyun opened the curtain and came in, and coaxed her gently:

"The prince left in the middle of the day, and when he left, he told the slaves and maids not to wake you up. It's still early and it's raining again at night, so why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

Fu Minghua looked stunned, Yi Biyun nodded, and was helped back to the bed by her, Biyun covered the quilt for her, and patted her lightly on the arm, like coaxing her when she was a child: "The law exists, the morality is there, and the white flag is out of the East China Sea." Longxi people, Mo ****, yellow hooves fly around the sky, like a garden. ”

This is a nursery rhyme circulated among the people at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, which is catchy, and when Biyun coaxes her to sleep, she always reads it to comfort her.

At the end of the former Chen Dynasty, when a dynasty was about to perish, there would always be some rumors that made the people believe that the founding emperor was the destiny of heaven and the desire of the people.

Fu Minghua lay on the bed, listened for a long time, and couldn't help asking:

"When the prince leaves, can you bring enough clothes?"

It had rained last night, the ground was wet and slippery, and the weather was cold, so he had to travel long distances all the way, and he walked early in the morning.

Biyun stroked the corners of the quilt for her, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you are wearing a very thick dress when you leave, and you also wear a hooded cloak with leather inside." The prince said, after you wake up, the slaves and maids will go to fetch a letter from the study of Hanhong Courtyard for you, which contains what the prince said to you. ”

As soon as Fu Minghua heard this, she struggled to get up, but Biyun stopped her:

"It's still early, let's sleep for a while, reading the letter at this time also hurts my eyes, the prince wrote to you, it was never intentional."

She barely lay down, but she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Fu Minghua had never tried to be so uneasy, thinking for a while that Yan was chasing away in such a hurry, but unfortunately she hadn't had time to talk to him yet, and for a while she was thinking about what he wrote in his letter.

I pretended to be in my heart, and it took a long time to close my eyes under the soft coaxing of Biyun and the rhythm of the gentle beating.

She is not in a bad mood today, and dreaming of the scene when she was young is far better than her dreaming of another 'Fu Minghua's tragic life.

It was as if she could still hear in her ears the voice of her young master's teaching, sometimes stern, sometimes gentle, she dreamed of the two fat silkworms in her master's hands, and dreamed of the two pots of flowers she pruned under the eaves outside the boudoir when she was not out of the pavilion.

Touching out his hand, the temperature left by Yan Chai was still there, and the place where he had been lying seemed to still have the breath on his body.

Unconsciously, Fu Minghua fell asleep again, and he didn't even know when Biyun left.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, and Biyun took the letter from Yan Chai.

He wrote full of words about missing her in his letters, just as when the two were unmarried, he was in Shanzhou and he was in Luoyang.

It was as if there was no difference between then and now.

“…… This year, Yuan Niang hates February, and I hate it too. But I only look forward to next year, the year after tomorrow, year after year, and I will be by Yuan Niang's side every February. She held the letter in her hand, her knuckles white: "I spent two years making my Yuan Niang hate it, and I used the years to make it back." ”

She saw that her eyes were slightly wet, and Biyun took the ointment to wipe her face, and she vaguely saw it: '...... Let the girl next to me go to my study and get another letter. It seems that he still wrote some letters for Fu Minghua, but he hid them at this time and took them out and handed them to her after some time.

Biyun glanced at it in a trance, and hurriedly turned his head away.

After Fu Minghua finished reading the letter, he naturally saw what he said that he would still be in the letter later, and he couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.

He went out this time, not to play, but to aim at the rebellion of the king of Pingzhongxin, she originally thought that Yan chased this way, and it was silent for a long time, but he thought about it so thoughtfully, she only had sweetness left in her heart.

After reading the letter a few more times, she carefully folded it, Biyun saw that she was in a good mood, and was about to speak, when someone outside came in and replied, saying that the second wife of the Changle Hou Mansion, Yang, had arrived.

The smile on Fu Minghua's face gradually disappeared, Biyun also frowned, and Bi Lan couldn't help but ask:

"Why is the second wife here?"

The Yang family also caused a disaster when she was in Jincheng in spring last time, obviously Fu Minghua told her to go out less at that time, but she didn't expect that she would go to the palace again a few days before she was instructed.

Let people invite the Yang family to the east banquet platform, Fu Minghua also walked over there after dressing up, and the Yang family was already smiling and groaning, holding the teacup and waiting for a while.

She wore a very gorgeous flowered skirt, judging from the gap between the skirts, I am afraid that it is enough to be broken.

Wearing a tassel around his neck, the gem in the middle is as big as a peanut, shining, this is not a good thing that Yang can take.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Fu Minghua came in, Yang stood up and said with a smile:

"I want to talk to you today." Her face was beaming, and her body was covered with pearls, as if she was afraid that people would not know that she was rich.

"A few days ago, in the Spring Jincheng Begonia Garden, didn't I knock down the Duchess of Dingguo?" Yang's eyes were shining, and when he saw Fu Minghua sit down, he was also busy sitting down and talking to her:

"In the end, I got the guidance of the princess, and I prepared a gift to send to the Dingguo Mansion. I thought that such a person was very rich and noble, and he might not be able to look down on me. ”

Yang danced with his hands, and the girls in the room lowered their heads, hiding the disdain in their eyes.

Fu Minghua pinched the veil to cover her nose, the fragrance on Yang's body was fragrant, and she didn't know how many spices she used on her body, she listened to Yang's words, guessing that she came over today, I am afraid that it is related to the Dingguo Mansion.

"It's just that I thought, since Yuan Niang has commanded, I should also listen." Yang smiled flatteringly, "I also prepared a gift to send it, but I didn't know that Mrs. Xue of the Dingguo Mansion was very polite, and because of this, she met me and rewarded me with this tassel, you can take a look......"

As she spoke, she straightened her breasts, and lovingly reached out and stroked the jewel-filled collar on her breast:

"I heard that the pearl was rewarded by the Queen Mother and paid tribute by Siam."

Yang said happily: "I didn't expect Mrs. Xue to be so polite, and said that I would be free and go to the Dingguo Mansion to play more, and everyone can be regarded as a ...... relative" (to be continued.) )