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After Aunt Da Zhou was sent to Beizhuang on the outskirts of Beijing, within two days, the people were gone.

The news of her death came with the wind and snow, and people said that she died of a sudden illness.

The wind and snow in the sky gradually disappeared as the winter sun rose.

The news of her death was as silent as a melting snowflake.

When Mrs. Shen ordered the seal earlier, she let people spread the news everywhere, saying that Aunt Da Zhou had an illness and needed to go to Zhuangzi to recuperate for a while.

is so sick that he needs to go to Zhuangzi to raise, and the disease must be not light, some people speculate.

Chunlan Courtyard is already remote, and Aunt Da Zhou has not been discharged from the hospital for a long time, so her "illness" is logical.

After she went, many people sighed, saying that she left too early and was unlucky.

The rules of the Shen family are not heavy, and in a way, it is very good to live as the master of the Shen family.

Of course, those subordinates are just joking and thinking about it, they don't have much intersection with Aunt Da Zhou, and they won't feel sad because of her for no reason, but that envy is real, after all, being a master who is served by others is much better than being a slave who can't help but die.

Within two days of that, Mrs. Shen sent her out of the house on the grounds that Shen Qinfu was too sad, but as for where she went, Mrs. Shen didn't say, and no one else would ask without eyes.

It has never been a big deal to have an aunt and a concubine in a house.

is also an unfavored aunt and concubine.

Xuetuan saved his life, but he was lame, and since then Mrs. Shen no longer wants to see it, up and down, and the people below have also begun to treat it harshly, the dried sweetfish that must be there at every meal, all kinds of seafood are gone, and it is locked in the house all day, and no one accompanies it to go to the bend, only a few days, its originally beautiful and smooth white hair has been a little gray, and its round body has lost more than a circle.

After Shen Qinrou learned about it, she took advantage of the time to ask Mrs. Shen for peace, and asked for a favor and took the snow group to the Blowing Snow Courtyard.

Old Lady Shen's face was always calm, but her spirit slowly became tired, and there were a few deep folds on her originally fair and smooth face, obviously Aunt Zhou's matter still affected her, and when Shen Qinrou mentioned it, she responded without thinking about it.

The personnel of that day still made her a little uncomfortable.

A few days later, the furniture and things in Chunlan Courtyard were ordered by Mrs. Shen to be chopped and burned, and finally the courtyard was sealed, and Chunlan Courtyard became a forbidden place in Shen Mansion from then on.

A qiē returns to calm.

The cold weather and snow can't stop people's enthusiasm for the New Year.

Red lanterns were hung all over the house.

The maids all changed into red silk clothes, received the reward, their faces were full of joy, and they spoke and acted a little more refreshingly.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, but Shen Qinrou feels as if time is still stuck in yesterday.

Shen Congwen was still staying in Aunt Zhou's courtyard, not affected by Aunt Zhou's affairs, but Aunt Xiao Zhou refused a few times.

Aunt Zhao's illness has come and gone.

Shen Qinrou suspected that there was something wrong with her medicine at first, but after testing the prescription and the residue, she didn't find any problems, so she invited the doctor to come and re-prescribe the medicine, and the prescription prescribed by the new doctor was also similar.

Everyone else said that Aunt Zhao had heart disease.

Sudden fall from grace.

But so what?

She couldn't use any means to get her father into the courtyard.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Once a person changes his mind, it is difficult to pull it back, and at first, whether he is motivated or not is still a mystery.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the Hanlin Temple has begun to rest one after another.

Shen Congwen went to the Blowing Snow Courtyard for the first time.

When she heard the news, Shen Qinrou was practicing calligraphy.

It was Aunt Zhao who told Bi'e to invite her over.

She entered the door first, and Shen Congwen arrived later.

When she saw someone, she shouted respectfully, "Father." ”

Shen Congwen's gaze stayed on her for a moment and then turned his head.

didn't raise her eyebrows at her, Shen Qinrou lowered her head but didn't have anything to say to her father, so she could only be silent.

Aunt Zhao dressed up carefully, she changed into a brand-new robe, pinned a few chic hairpins on her head, and swept a layer of light fat powder on her face.

It's just that the body that has not recovered from a long illness is still a little weak.

The scab on her forehead had fallen off, leaving only a scar like a pit, and her face was no longer as delicate as before, and when her eyes touched Shen Congwen, she couldn't help but be shy.

"Second master." Her voice was weak and glutinous, and her eyes were full of affection when she looked at Shen Congwen, and she quickly lowered her head as soon as she raised her head.

Bi'e, who was standing on the side, was also happy for her, always with a warm smile on her face.

"Hmm." Shen Congwen replied in a low voice, his face softened slightly, and asked, "Is your body okay?" ”

Aunt Zhao smiled, and her face became more and more red, "Second Master Xie cares, my body has improved a lot, as long as I take two more medicines, it should be fine." As he spoke, he peeked at Shen Congwen again.

Shen Congwen nodded, and in a blink of an eye, his face suddenly changed, and his tone and demeanor became stiff, "You have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

After that, he raised his feet and left.

Aunt Zhao looked at him inexplicably, at a loss.

Did she do something wrong?

Did she do something wrong?

"Second master." She shouted in panic, stumbled up and chased out, only to see the corner of Shen Congwen's big body that was lifted by the wind.

The dazzling blue light is gone in the blink of an eye.

"Auntie." Bi'e called to her, holding her shoulders worriedly.

When Aunt Zhao turned around, she was already full of tears.

"Am I doing something wrong?" She muttered.

Bi'e twitched her lips and shook her head.

How could he have done something wrong, obviously he didn't do anything.

Shen Qinrou silently followed behind her and sighed quietly, "Go back to the house, it's cold." ”

Aunt Zhao lost her mind, she stood in front of the door for a long time, holding the door frame with one hand, and after a long time, she said with a little weakness: "Go back." ”

Her face was dead gray, and something in her eyes slowly fell silent, and the stagnant water was not happy.

Shen Qinrou pursed her lips and entered the house, she followed Shen Congwen's gaze just now, and saw that the two pots of white Chang'e color that were originally placed in the house had gradually begun to wither, and the three white camellias fell outside the pots, the petals were slightly yellow, and there were a few branches next to them that seemed to have been climbed down and clustered new branches and leaves.

Could it be because her father thought that her aunt would vent her anger on the camellia tree because he couldn't come for a long time, Shen Qinrou's face was a little bitter.

But when you think about it, it's really possible.

But her aunt will be angry with this camellia?

That's impossible.

That.

What's the matter with that broken branch?

Her face turned slightly pale, and she said a few words to the peach beside her.

Momoko listened intently, nodded, and quickly bowed out.

Shen Qinrou looked at Aunt Zhao, with mixed feelings in her heart, but she didn't tell her about her speculation.

Aunt Zhao leaned on the side of the bed dying, and when she saw Shen Qinrou, she forced a smile and told softly: "Rourou go back to practice calligraphy first, don't fall behind the homework assigned by Mr. Su, it's about to start the New Year, and Mr. Su should come back." ”

"Hmm." Shen Qin responded softly, seeing that she was extremely tired, she pursed her lips and didn't say anything, but just glanced at Bi'e and signaled her to take care of Aunt Zhao.

The winter snow is windy, the silvery courtyard in front of her is really cold, Shen Qinrou stood under the eaves and looked at the four corners of the sky overhead, sighed lightly, and returned to the west chamber with the cold air.

The snow ball curled up and nestled beside the fire, and when he heard the noise, he looked up at her lazily.

She walked over with a smile and patted Xue Tuan's head, and Xue Tuan squinted in relief.

Suddenly, Peaches walked into the house, she smiled at Shen Qinrou and said, "Miss, I know." ”

"It's Mother Li, I heard Qing'er say that Mother Li went into the main house when she delivered the medicine."

"Oh." Shen Qinrou raised her tone and lowered her eyes and laughed, "It seems that she doesn't have a long memory." ”

"Peach, let Qing'er keep an eye on Mother Li and see who she is going to meet." She commanded.

"Hey." The peach crisp sounded, walked to the stove and smoothed the hair of the snow ball with a smile, looked up and smiled: "Miss, the snow ball seems to be fat again, and it doesn't move all day long, why is it so lazy." ”

When Shen Qinrou's eyes touched the injured leg that Xue Tuan was dragging on, a little guilt flashed, "Peaches, are those spices burned?" ”

"Uh-huh." Momoko nodded again and again, "Miss, I burned it after you told me to burn it." ”

"That's good." Shen Qinrou groaned.

Boss Cat came to the Great Zhou with those orchids, their hometown is rich in spices, and they know how to make incense better than the people of the Great Zhou, and the kind of incense that leads to animal madness is just a piece of cake for them.

This time, she accepted Wen Yu's love.

I don't know where she got such a Boss cat, and gave her a bottle of spices by the way.

The author is adjusting.,Adjusted.,It's estimated that it's written by the brush.,TAT... Hey TAT...