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―【Past Life】―

In the cold winter, the snow is white.

In the backyard guest room of Lingfeng Temple, Xianghan came in with hot tea. She and Xiang Tao are the personal maids of Zhen Baolu, the sixth girl of the Duke of Qi, and this time she accompanied her own girl to Lingfeng Temple to worship the Buddha. I didn't know how heavy the snow was. The heavy snow covered the mountain, and their master and servant could only temporarily stay in the guest room of this Lingfeng Temple.

When Xiang Han went in, he saw Xiang Tao standing quietly aside, looking like he didn't dare to say anything.

I think it's my own girl's mood is not very good. Xiang Han comprehended.

In front of the window stood a petite girl wearing a garnet-red plain Hangzhou silk jacket.

Xianghan stepped forward and said, "Girl, do you want to drink some hot tea to warm up?" ”

Zhen Baolu didn't seem to hear it, and quietly looked at the red plums blooming outside the window, and her eyebrows were slightly raised. However, the thirteen-year-old girl was still a little childish, but a face as delicate as a jade flower was already exquisite. It was Xianghan, who was often serving by Zhen Baolu's side, and couldn't help but take a look at it at this time.

Thinking of something, Xiang Han looked at his girl's eyes and felt a little more sympathetic.

Zhen Liu, a girl before the age of ten, can be described as a golden and precious girl, and Zhen Rusong, the uncle of the Duke of Qi, that is, Zhen Baolu's father, simply spoils her as a golden pimple. Such a growth environment raised this Zhen Liu girl to be extremely squeamish, and she couldn't stand the slightest grievance. Needless to say, what to eat and wear. To put it mildly, if her girl shouts about the moon in the sky, Zhen Rusong will also want to pick it up for her.

But such a girl who should have been pampered all her life has lost her parents at such a young age.

Xianghan still remembers that her girl was only ten years old that year, and her father Zhen Rusong had the epidemic and went soon, and her mother, Xu, was infatuated with Zhen Rusong's husband.

Speaking of sisters and brothers, Zhen Baolu also has an older sister Zhen Baoqiong, who is three years older than her, not from the Xu family, but the daughter left by Zhen Rusong's original partner Xue. The Xu family treats Zhen Baoqiong's daughter as their own, even better than Zhen Baolu's own daughter, plus Zhen Baoqiong is full of poetry and books, and she was easily admitted to the Imperial City Women's School, and her reputation in the Imperial City can be described as well-known. In contrast, Zhen Baolu, a pampered sister, has a much worse reputation.

The relationship between Zhen Baolu and Zhen Baoqiong's sister has never been good, but her twin brothers treat Zhen Baoqiong, the eldest sister, closer than her, who came out of the same womb.

Sometimes, Xianghan also thinks that her girl is simply big-hearted. Now that she is helpless, the closest ones are the younger brothers, but at this time, she will take more care of the younger brothers, and she will not be so strange.

Now, Zhen Baoqiong went to her grandfather's Anguo Mansion to live temporarily, but Zhen Baolu refused to go to Anguo Mansion with Zhen Baoqiong, and now lives in her own maternal grandparents' Ninghou Mansion. As for the pair of young brothers, they have always had a good relationship with Zhen Baoqiong, when Xu was seriously ill, Zhen Baoqiong came back from the girls' school and took her younger siblings with peace of mind.

And with Zhen Baolu, in addition to the two maids Xianghan Xiangtao, there is only one Zhu Mama who has taken care of Zhen Baolu since childhood. It's just that Mama Zhu's health has not been very good in the past few years, and she didn't come with her when she went out this time.

Zhen Baolu stood quietly for a while, feeling that it was indeed a little cold, before sitting down and taking a sip of the tea brought by Xianghan.

The young girl is dressed exquisitely and brightly, and she has the style of a famous lady in her gestures. In the past, Zhen Baolu didn't care about this, and felt that even if he was a wild monkey, he was still a treasure in front of his father. But then it was different. She has no dependence, and if she doesn't learn the etiquette of these noble girls, her life will be even more difficult in the future.

The tea is slightly bitter and has a sweet aftertaste. Zhen Baolu drank a few sips, and her body warmed up a lot.

Thinking that it was getting dark again, Xu Chenglang would definitely not come to pick her up.

Zhen Baolu's heart was slightly blocked.

Xu Chenglang is the eldest son of the Marquis of Changning, and the noble son of the imperial city. He has treated her well since she was a child, and during this time she temporarily lived in the Changning Hou Mansion, her grandmother, aunt and cousin, all of whom treated her badly, only this Cousin Xu treated her better than before, which made her a little comforted.

When Zhen Baolu was a child, she didn't think so much, whoever was good to her and spoiled her, she liked to be with whomever she liked. As for those who don't like her, she also likes to ignore them.

It's different anymore.

Xu Chenglang was good to her, so she thought that she would marry him in the future. She didn't worry about others, only Xu Chenglang, she knew that he would definitely be good to her. And his identity is there, she has no right to pick and choose, she can only firmly grasp this reliable one.

And although the Marquis Mansion of Changning is her maternal grandfather's house, life is not easy.

Xu Xiuxin looks down on her now, and she is indispensable on weekdays, at first she thought she was the master of a thousand pets, and went to her grandmother to complain, but gradually she understood. She is just a granddaughter, how can Xu Xiuxin, a granddaughter, come to kiss. Maternal grandmother is naturally partial to Xu Xiuxin.

Lingfeng Temple's vegetarian rice, Zhen Baolu only ate a few bites. Look at the red plum blossoms outside, and the mountain behind this Lingfeng Temple is planted with a red plum.

When there was nothing to do, Zhen Baolu led Xianghan Xiangtao to the back mountain to fold plums.

Xiang Han looked at it, and his heart was naturally happy. It's better to go out for a walk than to stay in the house

She took a thick apricot-trimmed garnet feather satin cloak and put it on her girl.

Zhen Baolu looked down and thought of something, and her little face twisted slightly.

This cloak is delicate and luxurious, but it is from last year.

Zhen Baolu suddenly said: "Don't wear it." ”

Xiang Han's hand that tied the belt paused slightly, and said cautiously: "Girl, it's cold outside, if you don't wear a cloak, you will catch a cold." ”

Zhen Baolu insisted on this, so she went out in a thin jacket and skirt.

Xianghan felt sorry for her own girl, she didn't want to do it at this time, but she had to carry this cloak, thinking: When the time comes, her girl will feel cold, so she is willing to wear it.

The red plum blossoms, and the snow is lightly piled.

The view is very pleasant.

Zhen Baolu suddenly thought of her sister.

Zhen Baoqiong is a talented woman with poetry and books. Rao is appearance is not delicate, when he was first admitted to the women's school, it attracted many large families to come to propose.

Originally, Zhen Baolu was in a good mood, but when she thought of this, she had no intention of appreciating this red plum.

Seeing that she was going back, Xianghan stepped forward and said, "Girl, put it on." ”

Zhen Baolu glanced at Xianghan in front of her, they have followed her in the past few years, and they are really good to her. For a moment, she was inexplicably a little moved. The girl who is loved by no one wants to find a trace of warmth in her subordinates. She has a strong temperament, so naturally she can't say anything grateful to these two maids, but at this time, she obediently listened to the words and let her tie the cloak for herself.

It's quiet, it's a little dark, the snow on the road is uncleaned, and when you step on it, it makes a creaking sound.

Zhen Baolu walked in front sullenly, and when she was about to arrive at the guest room where she lived, she tripped over something under her feet.

walked inattentively, and with such a trip, Zhen Baolu's whole person was carried to the snow, and he was even a wolf.

Xianghan Xiangtao hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, dusting the snow off her clothes and hair. Xiang Han hurriedly said: "The girl is hurting?" ”

Zhen Baolu liked to play in the snow when she was a child, and it was naturally nothing to fall in the snow at this time.

It's just-

She looked down where she had just stumbled, and there seemed to be something dark there, but she couldn't see it really. Now she was bold enough to go up and take a look.

Xianghan and fragrant peaches also followed along.

Xiang Han advanced the lantern slightly, and the three masters and servants looked at the people lying on the ground and screamed in fright.

After settling down, Xiang Han dared to probe and said to Zhen Baolu: "It seems to be alive." Then he muttered, "Good manners, why are you here?" If you sleep in this snow all night, where will Ming'er live? ”

Zhen Baolu is a nosy person, besides, she is a girl's family, where is it good to contact a man? Her identity is already a little embarrassing, if her reputation is flawed, her aunt has even more reason to marry her.

She got up and walked a few steps, but then she was a ghostly step, and said to Xiang Han, "Give me the lantern." ”

Xiang Han didn't say much, and gave her the lantern directly.

Zhen Baolu took the lantern and went back the same way.

Xiang Han and Xiang Tao only realized what she was going to do at this time, and they were also surprised for a while.

Zhen Baolu stopped, held the lantern in her hand and looked at the man, the candle flame was a little weak, exuding a shallow soft light, she looked at the man with a ragged and sloppy beard lying in the snowdrift, looking like he was about to be frozen to death, and the willow eyebrows frowned slightly: "Count your fate." ”

In normal times, where would she care?

It's rare for her to do good now.

It's so quiet that you can barely feel the cold. He thought that his life was over quietly. In a trance, as if he heard a slight voice, his eyes tightly closed, stretched out with difficulty, and entered a childish and beautiful little face.

The faint halo makes her so beautiful that she doesn't look like a real person.

Before I met her, it was a cold winter moon, cold and snowy; After meeting her, it seems that everything recovers in an instant, and spring flowers bloom.