In the past half month since Sister Hui'er was sick, the young master of her family would send a pair of medicines and some gadgets every day to relieve boredom. A few days ago, Sister Hui saw a calm face, took it and got up and threw it into the grass in the backyard, but she didn't throw it away a few days later, but ignored it directly.

Fang just walked outside the door, and when he heard Sister Hui'er talking inside, she seemed to be in a better mood than a few days ago, so she thought that if she brought it in at this time, the young master of her family would not be ruined.

"You can hand over the things to Qiu Ju, my illness is also cured, so he doesn't have to waste it like this." The smile on Sister Hui'er's face disappeared at all, and she said coldly.

"Yes, miss." Hongyu responded, and when she heard Sister Hui'er's tone, she was a little deflated, and only handed the box to Qiu Ju, who was confused.

"The young master also asked the slave maid to tell you that all the servants you put on the Zhuangzi of the Marquis of Dingbei have been transferred to our old princess's village, so you don't have to worry." Ruby hung her head and continued

"yes, I see." Sister Hui nodded indifferently.

Hongyu wasn't sure what this meant, but she remembered the scene that night vividly, and couldn't help but speak, wanting to ask her young master to argue: "Miss, young master, he didn't mean that."

"Okay, he told me what your young master means." After Sister Hui finished speaking, she put down the teacup, got up and went into the inner room, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed again.

Mo Hua had just found a set of beautiful clothes, and was about to ask Sister Hui what she meant, but when she walked out, she saw Sister Hui sleeping on the bed, leaving her a back, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Qiu Ju.

Waved his hand and motioned to go out.

When the three of them walked to the bottom of the porch, Mo Hua asked, "Miss is feeling unwell again?" I just saw that the spirit was good. ”

"You ask Hongyu, she took out her young master's things again, and then the young lady lost her temper again."

"How did the young master of your family offend our young lady, the third lady has the best temper in the house, but she gets angry when she mentions it, which is obviously not a trivial matter." Qiu Ju looked at the red jade and asked angrily.

"I'll wait for your young lady to tell you about this."

"Hongyu, although you are not our young lady's person, but Miss has always been courteous to you, and we are not bad to you, what can't you say?" When Mo Hua heard Qiu Ju's words, he also understood, and immediately stood on Qiu Ju's side and asked angrily

"I can't say anything about this, but you'll know about it in the future."

Hongyu was also a little anxious, but in the end she still held back. She only understood half of this, and the other half was still thinking about it. Moreover, if she chews her tongue at will for such a big event, not to mention Sister Hui'er, even the young master of her family will not be able to spare her.

"Forget it, you are not really our Miss's maid, you don't want to conspire with each other, Sister Qiu Ju, let's go, let's go and make something delicious for Miss." The ink painting was originally a temperamental, and when she saw that Hongyu was reluctant to speak, she immediately sank her face, and pulled Qiu Ju to the direction of the kitchen.

Hongyu was left alone, and her face was wrinkled under the porch.

This heavy snow came and went quickly, and on the second day of Zhang Guyuan's birthday, the sky was already clear, and the warm sun shone on his body but brought a little laziness.

"Although it is sunny outside, the snow has just melted, and I am afraid that the road surface is slippery, so let the people below be careful." In Shoukang Hall, the old lady gently instructed.

Sister Hui felt that she had really reached the period of youth rebellion, and she was very willing to accompany the old lady to pretend to do this, but this time she only felt disgusting, and she didn't want to deal with it at all, so she lowered her head and responded lightly.

The old lady seemed to be very accommodating recently, and did not say anything, but sent her away with a smile. Such an obvious smile of "weasel greeting chickens", she can see it clearly, but she doesn't want to guess or think about it at all. Even Qiu Ju felt strange and muttered, and she just laughed.

The carriage quickly rushed to the Dingbei Hou Mansion, she had come and gone many times on this road, and she remembered everything clearly about the shouting on the street, but today except for the sound of the wheels, she couldn't remember it at all.

It wasn't until the voice of Mother Qian's beside Xia Shi outside sounded that she realized that this road was over

"Miss is earlier this year than usual." Mother Qian smiled while leading the way.

Sister Hui smiled faintly and did not answer.

The Dingbei Hou Mansion is a little less rich than the Anning Hou Mansion, and the courtyard layout is a little less deep, but a little more atmospheric. A straight road leads straight to Xia's backyard. So frank, yet so straightforward.

"Sister Hui is here? Come in and come with me to see if it's all right. Xia was leading people to the front yard, and when Sister Hui stepped into the threshold, she said happily.

"Yes." Sister Hui bowed, and walked half a step behind and went together.

Zhang Guyuan is the son of Anning Houfu, and according to the custom, this birthday banquet is placed in the main hall of the front yard.

"Brother Guyuan's birthday comes every year, and I am afraid that there will be more this year. I heard that tomorrow is the beginning of spring, and many students came to Beijing to make friends with their brother Caiming, saying that they had made a lot of new friends. ”

Sister Hui still listened to what the second brother Chu Huaifeng said. Although Chu Huaifeng talked about this matter, he just looked like he was talking about some idle things, but in the end, he heard him mention to himself, I am afraid that it is not appropriate to make friends with the Spring Scholars in such a big way, and it will inevitably be too ostentatious to attract suspicion.

"Hey, your brother Guyuan has always liked to do some things, but fortunately, he has always done things quite safely, and I didn't care much with your godfather." Hearing Xia's words, it meant that Dingbei Hou also knew, and Sister Hui relieved herself.

"By the way, godmother, what about Brother Guyuan? But in his own courtyard? Sister Hui saw that things were almost done, and Xia was about to go back to the backyard, so she asked.

"Here, you go play with him." Xia smiled, and waved her hand again.

Sister Hui walked outside Zhang Guyuan's courtyard, and heard a sound of gonghou, and stretched out her hand to signal the girl who followed behind her to stop and stand in place until the end of the song.

"Sister Hui won't come in?"

Sister Hui was still immersed in the pain of Fang Cai's rhythm, but fortunately, Zhang Guyuan's voice interrupted, otherwise I am afraid that the makeup that Mo Hua carefully painted for her in the morning would be ruined.

"Today is Brother Guyuan's happy day, why is it such a sad repertoire?" Sister Hui smiled and approached the middle of the courtyard

""Autumn Sorrow, this is the only piece you can play well with the seven-tailed Jiaoqin, I taught it." Zhang Guyuan looked at Sister Hui'er's figure getting closer and closer, and smiled softly.

"Yes, famous teachers are high-level apprentices, it can be seen that I couldn't play before, but it's not that I'm stupid, it's those teachers who can't teach." Sister Hui also sat next to Zhang Guyuan.

"Well, although you are slapping my ass, Sister Hui is really not talented in music." As soon as Zhang Guyuan finished frowning, he quickly leaned back, smiling at Sister Hui'er's raised but empty hand.

"Humph! Forget it, I don't care if it's my brother's birthday, but I'm going to tell my godmother after today. Sister Hui said hatefully.

After Sister Hui finished speaking, Zhang Guyuan stretched out his palm in front of Sister Hui and looked at her. Sister Hui was a palm, but she was missed.

Zhang Guyuan smiled with bright eyes: "Who asked you to beat me, gift, birthday gift." ”

Sister Hui wrinkled her nose and snorted, ignoring it.

Seeing this, Zhang Guyuan's brows flushed with a hint of heavy sadness, but before Sister Hui could see it in a blink of an eye, she hid behind the smiling face again.

"Well, if my sister gives you a birthday gift, I will also give you a gift."

Sister Hui immediately leaned over, and a pair of apricot eyes were shining: "What is it?" Show me first. ”

"No, I'll see you first." Zhang Guyuan immediately became arrogant and said.

Sister Hui clapped her hands, and Qiu Ju, who showed her surprise, came in.

Qiu Ju handed over a black wooden box and retreated.

Zhang Guyuan didn't wait for Sister Hui to open it, grabbed it, lifted the box and took out the picture scroll inside and asked, "Did my sister draw it herself?" ”

"It's not, it's hard work, so Brother Guyuan has to focus on that gift later."

"Little girl liar!" Zhang Guyuan scratched Sister Hui'er's nose and said angrily. (It's a deliberate "deception", I want to express the meaning of saying that Sister Hui is a "little liar")

"The plum blossom is noble, but the plum blossom in your pen is not only noble and vivid, from different angles with different brushstrokes to show the plum blossom posture, wonderful!!" Zhang Guyuan praised while watching.

"This painting is called "Twelve Postures of the Gentleman", and I hope that in the future, my brother can also be like this gentleman in the flower, no matter when and where, he will not change his noble aspirations." Sister Hui explained with a smile

Zhang Guyuan slowly smiled when he heard this. The hand holding the plum blossom painting trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Sister Hui'er, her eyes were red, "Sister Hui, my intention to marry you has not changed for seven years, but the facts have forced me to a dead end, what should I do?" ”

This is the first time that Zhang Guyuan has spoken so bluntly about the marriage contract between the two, and everyone has tacitly agreed that they all get along as brothers and sisters for seven years, but they have already identified each other in each other's hearts.

"Brother Guyuan, this is not the last gift, you will still be my brother in the future, the best brother." Sister Hui looked at Zhang Guyuan fixedly, smiling slightly, as usual.

Zhang Guyuan threw away the painting, got up hurriedly, and looked at Sister Hui'er's scarlet eyes: "I always have a way to snatch you back, and I will still have a chance if the holy decree is not issued for a day." With that, he ran out of the yard quickly.

Sister Hui sat in the room with her knees crossed, and looked at it, the red plum in the middle had not bloomed, and it was already full of red branches at this time in previous years

(Sister Hui likes Yin Yan, but the result of her temptation is that she thinks Yin Yan is just marrying her to weigh the pros and cons, so she never mentions Yin Yan again.) As for Zhang Guyuan, although it is a brother-sister relationship, it is a little more complicated than it, because Zhang Guyuan grew up with her and accompanied her through the most difficult years, and it was a partner who was a brother, and this friendship made her sad.

In addition, if you have any questions, you can ask them, and Pu Wei will be very grateful~~)