The moonlight is like a hook, the night is dark, the cold wind blows the branches in the barren backyard to the rustle, and the jackdaws perch on the high heads of the branches, ahhh

I saw that after the silk painting reported to Su Wanliang at this time, he suddenly knelt on the ground with a resolute expression, Su Wanliang was surprised when he saw this, "What are you doing here?" Is there any difficulty? ”

Qingmo, who was standing on the side, looked at the silk painting who was suddenly kneeling on the ground suspiciously, "Sister Silk Painting, why are you kneeling on the ground?" You ......"

Chunbai pulled Qingmo's sleeve and shook her head lowly to stop her from continuing to ask.

For a moment the room was silent, and no one spoke

Half-ringing, I saw that I stood up and looked at Su Wanliang squarely, plucked up the courage and whispered, "Girl, the slave has no father and mother, and she was picked up by others." Silk Painting didn't want Su Wanliang to know so many dark things, so he thought for a moment and continued euphemistically, "It was also that person who taught the slave and maid the medical skills, and was finally sent to protect the girl." ”

She couldn't help but raise her head to look at the person on the bed, the candlelight was dim, the girl on the bed took the hot tea handed by Chunbai, the curling mist rising from the tea covered half of her face, she couldn't see what expression was clear, only the long and low eyelashes drew a beautiful arc, which was surprisingly beautiful.

Silk Painting was in a trance and heard Su Wanliang's bland voice, "I know." ”

"I know...... The girl knows. Sihua looked at the woman sitting there indifferently in disbelief, and couldn't help but think of the last words Shen Runqing said to her when she sent her, "If she finds out about you, you will tell the truth, and you don't have to hide it." After all, it won't be too long. "Could it be that the master already knew that the girl would find out about her, so he would say such a thing?

Su Wanliang's question woke up the imagination of the silk painting, and only to hear Su Wanliang's light voice ask, "You just need to tell me who sent you?" ”

"It's Shen Gongzi."

"Shen Fuyan's eldest son, Shen Runqing, the son of the deceased eldest princess?"

"Yes."

"Well, I see, you get up."

"Miss doesn't blame me? After all, the slave has deceived you. ”

Su Wan smiled coldly, "Have you done anything to hurt me?" ”

"Nope!" Silk Painting didn't want to reply immediately.

"And you sent my message? But what else have you done? ”

"Nope!"

"I'm not unreasonable, since he saved you, then it's okay for you to do things for him before you didn't follow me, I can't force you, but since you confessed to me today, can I think that you have made a decision?"

"Yes, from now on, slaves and maids are only for the young lady, and they will never betray!"

"Get up over there." Su Wanliang stepped forward and bent down to pick up the silk painting that was kneeling on the ground.

Then she looked at the spring white, silk paintings, and green ink in the room, and said indifferently but solemnly, "From today onwards, I don't want any news about Guiyunju and me coming out of your mouths, understand?" ”

The three of them bowed their heads and replied in unison, "Yes." ”

Su Wanliang's smiling voice came, and the three people who heard it were stunned, and subconsciously went to see Su Wanliang, but saw that the girl slowly yawned again, and under the straight bridge of her nose, her lips that had sipped the tea were ruddy, and she bent a small arc.

Turning around, she had already walked towards the inner room, only to see her walk a few steps, turn around, and ask Chunbai, "How is the person who asked you to inquire?" ”

"The slave maid has already inquired, and there is no woman named Han Dong in Sui Street in the north of the city."

"Really?" Su Wanliang's body was reflected in the shadows, and she couldn't see her expression and face clearly, and she only faintly felt that her voice was a little low. Unhappy feelings.

"Slave and maid going to inquire again?"

"No need. I know what you're capable of. "Chunbai's investigation was reported to Su Wanliang after many verifications, so Su Wanliang knew that it must be that Handong was really not there.

"Silk painting, Qingmo, you pay more attention to Qianxiangyuan and Yanhuayuan these days, by the way, you should also pay attention to the courtyard of Aunt Xue Manlin Xue."

"The slave obeys."

"Alright, let's all go and rest." Then Su Wanliang turned around and went in.

In the early morning, the air in the courtyard was excellent, the gray-winged finches stood on the branches and pecked at the top of the trees, there was some fog last night, the daylight seemed clearer, the grass and trees were covered with a thin layer of fog and frost, and the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong.

After Su Wanliang had breakfast, he sat in the room and read.

From a distance, I heard Qingmo's grinning voice coming, "Girl, you see that the tea plum in the study has bloomed......"

said that he walked in with the pot of tea and plum blossoms in his hand.

Su Wanliang smiled faintly when she saw this, the flowers and grass are nothing more than fighting for a good color, in the previous life, she had also seen pear blossoms full of trees in the Dingyuan Hou Mansion, not only pear blossoms, but also peonies, water lilies, moon seasons, the Hou Mansion is full of flowers, but there is no plum blossom she likes, I always thought that Gu Moheng didn't know or forgot, she always thought that she had time, but unfortunately until the end, all the scenery was only appreciated by one person, "Heh...... Su Wanliang, you should be stupid! I didn't find it! Later, she thought that someone could watch the flowers bloom and fall with her, and it was not until she died that she realized that it was nothing more than a mirror of death.

It's like her whole life, she looks glamorous, but when she is decayed, she doesn't even have a place to stay, and she asks for it to be destroyed, isn't it? , the only faint fragrance, presumably also bitter and helpless.

A place full of flowers is gone, it can be said that she is the one in the previous life.

However, Gu Moheng's request that day ...... "She had no way to refuse."

Qingmo found that Su Wanliang's gaze was a little deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, but his expression was sad and cold, and he was shocked, and said with concern: "Girl? ”

It's just that at this time, Chunbai walked in, holding an invitation to the banquet in his hand, surrounded by gold, engraved with a dragon pattern, and a big word "palace" written on it.

Seeing this, Su Wanliang silently sighed from the depths of his heart, "This qiē is finally about to begin." ”

"Did my father send a separate invitation?"

"Yes. Girl, when Zhao Gonggong was leaving, he said a word for the slave to convey on his behalf. ”

"What?"

Zhao Gonggong said, "Don't stop, don't stay, the wine is intoxicating." ””

"Don't stop, don't stay, the wine is intoxicating"? …… I'm afraid it's a "sinner"! ”

Su Wanliang was silent for a moment, and soon after he ordered, "On the day of the palace banquet, the silk painting and Chunbai will follow me into the palace together, and Qingmo will guard the return to Yunju, and there must be no situation!" I'll leave two guards for Moxuan Pavilion and two for each here! If something happens, don't act rashly. If there are many people on the other side, just run for your life, and the rest will wait for me to come back. ”

Hearing this, Chunbai raised his head and said, "Girl, do you think there will be danger in the mansion that day?" ”

"Well, I'm afraid that no one will have an easy day that day!" Then he continued, "However, there is still half a month to go, and we can prepare well to adapt to all changes!" ”

"Yes."

The air did not add warmth because of the arrival of spring, but the entire capital became unpredictable and uncertain because of the Tianchen Palace banquet.