For several days in a row, He Xingxiao was sick in bed on the grounds of wind and cold, and he took leave in the morning and evening. The eldest lady took the post and first invited the young Imperial Doctor Zheng, He Xingxiao still fell asleep every day, and then invited the Imperial Physician Zhang from the Tai Hospital, and prescribed a long large prescription, which only improved slightly after a few days.

On the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, He Xingxiao was still lingering on the sickbed, and naturally he couldn't go to Dingguo Temple.

The eldest lady took Xingzhao, and the second lady took Xingming, and met in Rongshoutang one after another. In the short greeting time, Mrs. Tai glanced at Xingming several times.

When the snow outside fell a little smaller, everyone went out of the inner courtyard and got into the green car.

Xingzhao and Xingming were still sitting in the same car, the wheels of the carriage were gurgling and turning, Xingzhao leaned on the mat of the big red embroidered Magu's birthday, a jasper-like wrist was exposed from the sleeve, and the pair of Shiwang's red gold inlaid bluestone bracelets fell straight on the wrist.

Xing came to Huaishanyuan tomorrow, naturally knowing that Xingxiao gave another bracelet to Xingzhao, and while turning his eyes and opening the curtain to look out, he said, "Why did you wear it back?" She's just trying to accuse you of being a mean sister. ”

Xingzhao smiled, and re-tightened his sleeves absently. She thought about it for a few days, and always felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed. In her previous life, He Xingxiao was not sick, let alone sent the bracelet, this is an omen, or more vaguely, this is a turning point, but she can't figure out what this is portifying and signifying.

Xingzhao raised his eyes and looked at Xingming several times, combing a flat bun, her forehead was wide, it was not suitable for combing a flat bun, she was combed with a double screw bun on weekdays, which was intended to cover her forehead. Wearing a flat jacket in the autumn moonlight, but there is a blue and white skirt inside, plus the vermilion pink tassels hanging from the bun, the whole person looks quiet and not agile.

"After a while, get out of the car, and the third sister will put on my rose-red squirrel fur cloak. Mrs. Tai has been watching the third sister for a long time. Xingzhao smiled and diverted the conversation.

Xingming didn't think so, she was originally 100,000 unhappy to see her today, and the second lady endured it and didn't speak, for fear that after letting her change her clothes again, she would be impatient. The carriage had already driven through two streets, Xingming lowered the curtain and politely refused the kindness: "I wore it, what are you wearing?" Sister Xiao'er's illness hasn't recovered yet, so you want to catch a cold? ”

Xingzhao saw that Xingming didn't understand, so he ripped the words apart and said, not only reminding the meaning of clothing: "Dingguo Temple has always been a place where the official eunuchs and daughters of the family in Dingjing City go to work, and Dingyun Shitai is not a serious monk, who does not speak, and the third sister carefully determines her life, and asks the old nun to talk nonsense." ”

Xingming was stunned for a moment, and understood that the reputation of the deep lady was originally praised by the family members, if Dingjing City really fell into the reputation of He San's dull and sluggish girl, it would really outweigh the losses, and it would be difficult to find a better person after avoiding the Huang family.

"No matter who we meet or who we bump into today, the third sister must firmly remember that she must abide by her duty, otherwise she will move her whole body." Xing Zhao means that in the previous life, Xingming was married down, and it is difficult to guarantee that it is not because of today's events.

Xing Mingden was in a trance, his eyes swept over the red ruyi knot hanging on the car tent, and his calculations in the past few days were destroyed by Xing Zhao's words, and then the two of them were speechless all the way.

Dingguo Temple is located in the northwest corner of Dingjing City, backed by Yishan, in front of the forest, it is built by Taizu for the empress dowager who is concentrating on cultivating Buddha, stretches for hundreds of years, and has now become the temple of the family to worship sesame oil.

The current presiding officer, Mrs. Dingyun, who is in her fifties, squinted her eyes and looked kind, and stood in front of the mountain gate early to wait. A few feet away from her, standing was a short and fat woman wearing a double blessing character eight characters halo indigo blue armor, the lower left was a handsome man who stood straight and her chin was raised, and the lower right was a little lady who pouted, or bowed her head to play with the waist tassels, or looked around.

"Why haven't you come yet, my mother-A-Yuan's feet are frozen" It was the third mother of the Huang family who was coquettish.

Before Mrs. Huang could scold, she saw several elm-refined carriages parked steadily in the open space in front of the temple not far away. I saw that Dingyun Shitai had a happy face, stepped forward quickly, and called Xiao Shami to hold an umbrella for the He family, Mrs. Tai stepped on the small bench, and as soon as she got out of the car, Dingyun Shitai sang Amitabha Buddha loudly: "Ruixue Zhaofeng year, as soon as you come, the snow in Yishan will fall bigger." ”

Mrs. Tai held the Buddha beads, folded her hands, and saluted back: "Amitabha, I haven't seen it for many days, and Dingguo Temple is becoming more and more majestic and majestic, which is your merit." ”

The two people in front of you came and went, and the people behind also got out of the car one by one, Xingzhao took Lianyu's hand and stepped on the snow first, and turned his head to take a look.

Snow white as jade, green umbrella like cover, behind the distant mountains covered with snow like eyebrows and frost, near there are Yiren red clothes like flames blooming.

Xingming wore that rose-red cloak in the end, and the side door railing lightly lifted the skirt, and the line was full of the manners and rules of the lady of the family. A person with bright eyes and bright teeth, as soon as he raises his eyes again, his eyes are like the brightest Vega star on the night of Qixi Festival.

Xingzhao smiled, stepped forward to take Xingming's hand, and stood behind Mrs. Tai.

"The monks don't speak, and the little lady of the He family is really well-educated." Mrs. Dingyun turned to the side with a smile, just in time to see the Huang family and his party walking this way, and heard her bring some apologies and say to Mrs. Tai: "You came to pray for blessings, you should have sealed the mountain gate early." Mrs. Huang was very sincere, and the poor nun had no choice but to let her go. ”

Mrs. Tai smiled and waved her hand, and said: "It's not in the way, it's a good thing to worship the Buddha and pray for blessings, if I come, others won't be able to come, and then it will become a bad thing." ”

Probably the powerful people have the ability to say black into white, and push the boat down the river, and even the monks can pretend that they don't know anything.

As he spoke, the Huang family had already approached. Xing Zhao obviously felt that his hand was tightly held by Xing Ming, Xing Zhao raised his head, Xing Ming has always been a happy and angry person, and now his expression is mixed with nervousness and anxiety.

The first person to catch people's eyes was not the fat Mrs. Huang at the front, nor the Huang San lady wearing a purple dress, but a little Langjun with pursed lips and tightly locked eyebrows, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, but already had some style.

Xingzhao secretly said in his heart, no wonder Mrs. Huang dared to mention this family business.

First, the juniors said goodbye to each other, and when they arrived at Huang Xiaolangjun, they only heard him bow his head in a deep voice, and said very respectfully: "Later, Huang Pei gave Mrs. He, Mrs. Lin'anhou, and Mrs. He Er, please say goodbye." Today's wind and snow are urgent, ladies should remember to pay attention to their feet. The father of the family told the younger generations that the people who are going forward today are all women, children and young daughters, and Pei should take on the responsibilities of a man. ”

Mrs. Tai said yes repeatedly, but her eyes glanced at the second lady. The second lady is the mother-in-law and looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at it, the more proud she becomes, her eyebrows are flying, she never thought that Mrs. Huang is wide and fat, and the sons she gave birth to are so outstanding no matter how they look and talk.

"But I haven't seen you for a few days, and my heart is like a cat scratching, and it's uncomfortable. It's good to see Mrs. Tai today! It was the turn of the elders, Mrs. Huang first greeted Mrs. Huang in a proper manner, then turned her head and smiled at the eldest lady and the second lady, and after greeting the eldest lady, she spoke to the second lady, but her tone was obviously intimate: "It seems that the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month is really a good day!" Please go inside, it's cold outside. Hearing that Mrs. He was coming, our old lady had to come on crutches, and she couldn't stand the cold, so she was waiting in the room. ”

Mrs. Tai happily agreed, and the group walked up the one hundred and eight steps of blue brick stairs in front of Dingguo Temple.

Xingzhao could feel that there were eyes staring straight at this side, she thought it was Huang Xiaolangjun, but when she looked up, she saw Huang Sanniang looking at Xingming with provocative eyes, and unexpectedly, Huang Xiaolangjun walked very seriously step by step, his eyes fell on the steps in front of him intently, and he didn't sprinkle half of his eyes on Xingming.

This is choosing a main wife room for him to accompany him for life, although Xingming is very unhappy, but he also hangs his head and blushes, but he is as if nothing is wrong, and he is not even normal shame and helplessness.

Such a Lang Jun has a confident victory, a calm and self-contained personality, but he can't help but be unkind and cold-hearted.

A gust of wind blew, Xingzhao shivered involuntarily, and she seemed to see He Yan's shadow on Huang Pei.

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