Chapter 175: Down to the South of the Yangtze River
At dinner, Xia Xueer only held the chopsticks and moved two chopsticks casually, and then retreated from the hall under the pretext of being unhappy. Seeing that night was falling, the two maids holding the lamp walked in the forefront, and she sped up her steps along the way and almost trotted back to Tingyuxuan. As soon as he entered the door, he ordered his subordinates to close the door and drop the bolt. As he did this, he didn't notice a man sitting on the roof.
When Dongmei took a lucky bag specially left that day and stuffed it out of the crack in the door, blocking the last passage, she was relieved for a short time. Now her yard is like being inside an impenetrable protective cover, and whatever the hell or soul it is, it will all want to come in and harm her!
Slowing down her pace and walking down the long corridor, she did not dare to suddenly relax her nerves, which had been tense for nearly a month, she was afraid that once she relaxed, she would break like an uneven bow......
I've never been so lost and helpless as I was tonight. She felt like a child abandoned in the rivers, lakes and seas, her body soaked in the cold water, she didn't want to sink, so she could only keep swimming. She was tired of swimming, and wanted to grab something, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only shake her hand with the clear water that slipped between her fingers, and after a short period of satisfaction, she would feel even more empty.
She can't see the other side forward, she can't see the past backwards, and the only thing that supports her is always the person in her dreams.
Raise your head to look at the moon, but there is no moon. Thick black clouds obscured the entire firmament.
"Light is the most powerful thing in the world, it can pierce a qiē darkness, and it is only a matter of time before light is bright."
Xianglan took a brocade fur cloak and gently draped it on her, only standing behind her, and said this in a low voice. She is not good at comforting people, but she is a little distressed to see her young lady sitting on this stone step in a daze to the moon. Miss is smart, it's not that she doesn't understand this truth, but she forgot about it for a while.
"Xianglan, have you ever felt particularly sorry for someone? Stranger. ”
The man on the roof frowned when he heard this, and pricked up his ears with interest to continue listening.
Xianglan also frowned, if she had a heart-to-heart relationship like this, it seemed that she had never talked to anyone since she was a child. After being slightly stunned for a while, Fang Cai found a place to sit down next to Xia Xue'er, and slowly replied, "I don't know, maybe there is." ”
The two of them just sat quietly and said nothing more. After a while, Xianglan took the lead in getting up and went back to the room, and after a while, Cuizhu, who had been standing against the door frame, walked out.
"Miss, it's more exposed, beware of hurting your body."
Xia Xue'er stood up, looked up at the sky again before entering the house, and sure enough, there was light coming out of the black clouds, although it was not very bright.
Suddenly my heart was not so depressed, and my body suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the sleep that had been lost these days made my son find his way home.
A dreamless night.
The midyear festival has passed, the coolness is raging, and the autumn mood is gradually thickening. After the excitement, there is always a return to calm, and all of them seem to be on track, only Xia Xue'er is different. The calm and waveless of Zhongyuan Night made her realize that she was no longer a ghost residing in someone else's shell, she was a person, a person in the true sense of the word, flesh and blood.
Fate still favors her, thanks to fate!
She no longer has to live with the guilt in her heart, no longer has such a heavy burden to slow her down, not to become Xia Xue'er in order to become "Xia Xue'er", she wants to live as a unique Xia Xue'er!
There is also the Mid-Autumn Festival in January, and Xia Xueer is going to go to Jiangnan before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"You're going to my grandfather's house?" Mrs. Xia looked at her daughter incredulously. For her, such a request seemed somewhat ...... Abrupt.
"Yes." Xia Xue'er nodded solemnly, there are some things that can't be pushed anymore.
"Can you tell my mother, is it for the affairs of the six princes or the affairs of the valley?"
It's no wonder that Mrs. Xia thinks like this, what wishful thinking the six princes and Sun Guifei have in their hearts, she can see it with her eyes closed. In the past, I didn't object to my daughter having dealings with the six princes, I thought they had no guesses, but it turned out that the person who was more inclined to her daughter was Su Qi. Compared with the people in Vanity Fair, she also trusts Su Qi more, not to mention that the child is still Zhen Tianxiong's big disciple!
Xia Xue'er hesitated for two seconds and said, "Mother don't worry, it has nothing to do with the Six Princes." ”
"That's what happened in the valley?" After her daughter's amnesia, her memory of her grandfather's family can be said to be zero, and she has only seen her sister and niece Wanqing from the Zhao family, since she is not the sixth prince, then there should be no other reason except for the matter of the Netherworld Valley.
Xia Xue'er knelt down with a plop, bit her lip and said only one sentence: "Mother forgives, your daughter can't talk to you in detail, you just need to believe in your daughter!" She always believes that the less she knows, the safer it is, especially in view of her father's motherhood, but it is best if they don't know anything about anything related to the rivers and lakes!
Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, in such an imperial society, this is not bad at all!
Mrs. Xia saw her daughter's resolute face, so she didn't ask any questions, but just sighed and said, "I'll write a letter and send it first, and you can leave when the reply arrives." ”
"Thank you, Mother!" Xia Xue'er bowed again.
This is thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, if you want to wait for a reply, it will naturally have to wait until a few months later, and if you want to catch up before the Mid-Autumn Festival, you naturally can't wait like this, so the letter has only been out for two days, and Xia Xueer has also packed her things and is ready to go on the road.
Since it is to go in the name of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ceremony is naturally indispensable. The gift list drawn up by the old lady herself, she didn't ask for a single thing in the private library of Xia Xue'er's mother and daughter, which can be said to be a heavy hemorrhage. Everything is good, although it is not priceless, but it is enough to reflect the intention of the Marquis of Anguo, it can be seen that the old lady is happy in her heart for the matter of her going to the south of the Yangtze River.
In order to speed up and reduce the burden, Xia Xue'er only brought four maids from Meilan Zhuju on this trip, but she didn't want to have twenty guards with her! Although Master Xiahou also knew in his heart that with his daughter's skills, there was no need for an escort along the way, but which daughter would not bring a guard when she went far away? In order not to arouse suspicion, this should be done.
Xia Xue'er was startled when she saw this battle, she hadn't thought about it so much before, after all, she used to go out when she didn't know it. She thought that with only Meilan Zhuju this time, she would be able to turn on the heroine mode, ride a horse all the way south, and arrive in less than half a month, but now it seems that she can only obediently sit in the carriage and play the delicate daughter on the way!
ps. I'm about to start a full-time writing life (~ summer ~ vacation), I'm really excited, and the baby no longer has to risk going out the next day to be watched as a panda until midnight!! Solemnly inform, this baby's IQ has been launched ~ Recommendation, monthly pass, all smashed at me! If it hurts, you will never say anything! (To be continued.) )