"Lord Zhou's face is wet with rain, wipe it off!" Fang Yumu's voice was hoarse and soft, and he lifted the curtain and handed out a green silk handkerchief.

But when he saw that Zhou Zhenwei didn't take it, and only brushed his face casually with his sleeve, he finally clenched the handkerchief and withdrew his hand boringly.

"Lord Zhou has repeatedly wanted to see Yumu, I don't know what to tell me?" There was a little embarrassment on her face, and she suppressed anger in her voice, and asked as calmly as possible.

Zhou Zhenwei suddenly remembered that one winter afternoon, he bought a golden phoenix hairpin for Xiao Qiao'er, and when he was secretly happy, he met this Miss Fang.

She would sit in the warm sedan chair, through the small window, only the side face was seen, the green jade earrings swayed gently at the white neck, and he glanced at the clouds and shallow water, without a trace of slight.

Now, she is still sitting in the car, with half of her face sideways, and the earrings are still swaying with the slight movement of her neck, with a touch of sweetness.

Zhou Zhenwei remembered that once when he stared at Xiao Qiao'er stupidly, the girl was ashamed, turned her face shyly, and also wore such pink jade earrings, shaking and shaking his heart like fire, and he couldn't wait to go up and peck the round, jade carved small earlobes, and bite the delicate, porcelain thin neck.

However, in the face of this young lady, he was really like water, without throbbing, and he didn't even want to look at her more.

"When my eldest aunt came to the young lady's house to propose, I didn't know about it, and it was too late to find out. Now I am here to take the guilt of Jing and ask the lady to return the engagement appointment, and I am grateful! Zhou Zhenwei bowed and said in a deep voice.

After a while, he heard the girl chuckle, and he couldn't distinguish the joy and anger: "Lord Zhou doesn't need to mention this matter again, what Yumu should say and what he wants to say is clearly understood with the eldest lady." To put it bluntly, Yumu is married to Lord Zhou! Why are you talking in vain? ”

Zhou Zhenwei twisted his eyebrows, his eyes were indifferent, and he stared at her and said: "I have met with Miss by chance, and I haven't said much, how can you think that I am the person you have entrusted for life?" ”

Fang Yumu tilted his head to look at him, and sighed lightly: "Does Lord Zhou believe in the past and present lives?" A white-faced monk once told Yu Mu a strange thing, you and I had a deep love in our previous lives, but we were miserable husband and wife. In this life, we met, it was a generous gift from heaven, and now we are tied to each other, which is the fate of this fate. Why don't you obey the will of God? ”

"Strange forces and gods, fools' opinions, how can you believe it!" Zhou Zhenwei said coldly: "I don't have half of my love for Miss, and I don't want to be involved in the slightest!" ”

"So what's so good about Miss Cao? She is high-flying and domineering, and her personality is perverse, and she is not the person she accompanies her! How can adults not notice that they are thoughtful? Fang Yumu said coldly.

"Miss Cao?" Zhou Zhenwei is in a daze, where did this come from? He didn't plead, but said roughly: "This matter has nothing to do with her, even if I am alone, I have no intention of spending the rest of my life with Miss!" Now that the words have been said about this, please give me a clear reply! ”

Fang Yumu's face was pale, and the person in front of him was cold, and his mouth was ruthless, which was simply heartbreaking.

After a moment of silence, she whispered: "You and my parents' orders, the words of the matchmaker, the return gift has been completed, just wait for the big decision." And I am not at fault, according to the etiquette and customs of Yanjing, how can the adults say that they will retreat? You are an official in the court, and I am also the daughter of an official family, and I am different from ordinary people's families, so I must not act recklessly, right? ”

"I understand what Miss means!" Zhou Zhenwei's eyes widened, and he turned around to leave.

"Lord Zhou!" Fang Yumu stopped him, with a sad heart: "No matter what means the adults use, if I am withdrawn, I will be cut off from this life and no longer live in this world!" ”

This young lady Fang seemed to be innocent and wronged, but she pressed step by step, scheming and playing all kinds of tricks. The last trace of guilt in Zhou Zhenwei's heart faded, he laughed angrily, and replied ruthlessly:

"What do you have to do with me!"

Yuqiao lifted the sedan curtain slightly, only to enter the palace from the corner gate, and saw that on one side, waiting for a sedan chair, four palace sedan chairmen wearing small hats, wearing clusters of new green coats, and fast boots and some grandmothers were waiting there.

She changed into a sedan chair, and let them lift the sedan chair and head north.

After the Qianqing Gate, it took about half an hour, and when it fell at the half-moon gate, there were already three or four palace maids with beautiful faces and elegant clothes who hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully opened the sedan curtain, and helped Yuqiao to get off the sedan chair.

One of them, a tall palace maid wearing an emerald blue shirt and a white silk skirt, smiled and groaned: "Princess Xinyang is waiting in the garden of Jianfu Palace!" Please come with the slaves! ”

Yuqiao looked up and down, but still recognized it.

Her name is Yirong, when Princess Xinyang married her brother in the previous life, she also accompanied her into the house, and her temperament was gentle and smooth, and the princess suspected that she had a personal relationship with her brother, and killed her with a stick!

A poor girl, too! Yuqiao felt a little pity in her heart, and then remembered what Bixiu had confessed, and hurriedly took out a brocade bag from her sleeve, quietly handed it to Yirong, pursed her lips and said lightly: "This is Bixiu's instructions, and what I want to hand over to you is some folk embroidery, silk fan pendants and some silver." ”

Yirong was slightly startled, and nervously glanced at the other palace maids, and saw that no one was paying attention, so she hurriedly took it, quickly put it into her arms, and asked in a low voice: "Is Sister Bixiu serving at Miss Chu's house now?" What do slaves and maidservants want to do with money? She still bothered the girl to bring it in? ”

Yuqiao smiled: "Bixiu is now serving by my side, she is a sharp and clear person, as for the silver, she said that she owed you in the palace before, this is always a good thing, and it is not too much anywhere!" ”

Yirong's face moved slightly, his eyes were watery, and after a moment of silence, he said slightly: "Sister Bixiu finally went out from here, and she was taken care of by a good person like Miss Chu, she is always a blessed person, and she lives up to the hard days in this palace!" ”

Yuqiao listened to her heart, Bixiu never mentioned all kinds of things in the palace on weekdays, and she never asked, but now she looks hasty, but there is a deep taste.

In the inner courtyard of this palace, who has nothing to do!

Yuqiao wanted to ask again, but saw that Yirong pursed her lips tightly, and her face was flat and she didn't want to say another word, as if nothing had happened just now.

She raised her eyes to look at the bright yellow glazed tiles, the tall red palace wall, and the sky was also square and wide, and a large flock of pigeons rang the bell and flew by.

In her previous life, one day, she had stood in the shadow of this quaint red wall, and watched the flock of pigeons disperse in an uproar. The bottom of my heart is full of gloom.

She shook her head, trying to calm herself. Along the bluestone slab road walked a shot of the place, turned into the long verandah, the left side of the hall door is closed, along the window lattice faintly seen, the dragon pillar is powdered gold paint, the roots are coarsely embraced; The mountain stone pavilion on the right side, washed by spring rain, the top of the good tree is dripping, the peach and apricot red glow is steaming, it seems to be as charming as poetry!

Yuqiao was concentrating on walking, and suddenly a person walked out of the side hall, blocking her way.