Yulan saw Cui Wanqing looking around, and the look on her face was very admiring, obviously admiring the qiqi in front of her.

She smiled and offered the freshly brewed fragrant tea with both hands, "Miss, how about tasting the taste of this tea, it is a silver needle before the rain, and the old lady in our room also rewarded two taels, if you use it well, the servants will change it for you when they go back." ”

Cui Wanqing smiled and took the teacup, and Yulan took Fang Xuan and brought out four snacks from the eight-drawer cupboard.

From the morning to this meeting, Cui Wanqing only used half a bowl of bird's nest porridge, which would eat a few pieces of dim sum and cushion her stomach.

"You two also use some, it will not be early for the banquet to start, I still use some porridge, you are running around endlessly, you are still on an empty stomach, eat quickly." Cui Wanqing took a piece of mung bean milk cake and motioned for Yulan and Fang Xuan to eat some too.

The three of them used refreshments in the steady carriage, killing the boring time on the road, and suddenly, the carriage slowly stopped, and Cui Wanqing raised her head and glanced at Yulan.

Magnolia turned around and lifted the curtain, "Why did you stop the carriage?" But what's the matter? ”

"Miss Yulan, please pass the word to Miss Nine, the frame of the thirteen princes is passing in front of you, let's avoid it according to the rules, or it won't be long before you can leave, please don't be impatient." A mother in a stone blue vest replied with a smile.

"Miss, how are you? It's not hot, is it? Miss, you have a voice. I only heard Fang Xuan ask anxiously.

Yulan hurriedly turned around to look, but saw that the tea cup in Cui Wanqing's hand was lying crooked on the desk, and the tea soup was flowing all over the table, and she hurriedly used a handkerchief to cover the tea soup that was about to drip down.

Looking Cui Wanqing up and down, I saw that Miss Nine was sweating, clutching Fang Xuan's hand with both hands, her eyes were full of fear, and her mouth was open, but she didn't say a word.

Yulan knew that she was frightened, so she swept the residual water on the table into the tea cup and knelt beside Cui Wanqing with a few quick strokes.

He called in a very soft voice: "Miss Nine, Miss Nine, it's just that there are nobles passing by, it's okay, we can leave soon, Miss Nine, Miss Nine"

Listening to her ears, Yulan's gentle voice called out to Miss Nine, and Cui Wanqing spent all her strength before she spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

"I'm Miss Nine Cui Wanqing, I'm not Cui Wanyun, I'm no longer Cui Wanyun, I'm Cui Wanqing! He can't find me anymore, he can't find me anymore! Cui Wanqing said these words back and forth, and repeated them several times in her heart.

As soon as his mind was relieved, he immediately leaned softly into Yulan's arms, and it took a long time to realize that he was still holding something in his hand, and under the flow of his eyes, he was surprised to realize that he had been holding Fang Xuan's arm.

She quickly let go of her hand, sat up straight and rolled up Fang Xuan's sleeves, only to see that it was red, Cui Wanqing's eyes were straight, her chest rose and fell violently, and her heart hurt in one breath.

"I'm fine, miss, it doesn't hurt at all, how old are you, how strong can you be? It really doesn't hurt at all. Fang Xuan also saw that something was wrong, and obediently comforted Cui Wanqing.

Neither she nor Yulan knew that what flashed in Cui Wanqing's eyes was not the red arm, but a large area of blood, as well as the people lying in a pool of blood, and the sneering self standing on the side

Suddenly, a warm hand stroked his stiff back, and then he simply half-hugged himself, and a soft voice came from his ears, "Good Miss, let's go to Ming'an Hou's Mansion in a while, listen to Shu's mother, every year when Mrs. Hou celebrates her birthday, she will invite 'Qingfuchun' to sing opera, don't you like to listen to opera the most?" And their dim sum and preserved fruits are all famously good."

With the slow movement of the carriage and Yulan's soft whispering, Cui Wanqing unconsciously softened her body, leaned on Yulan and closed her eyes.

Yulan and Fang Xuan finally calmed down when they saw her, they both looked at each other, and they let out a breath of turbidity, these two girls were also bluffed by their own little masters today.

Fortunately, Cui Mansion and Ming'an Hou Mansion are separated by most of the capital, and the most lively Hongdun Street is still on the way, but it is enough for Cui Wanqing to have a good rest.

"Bring me the scriptures I copied for my grandmother." Cui Wanqing commanded softly, her voice faintly trembling.

Fang Xuan hurriedly untied her burden, took out the scriptures, and was about to hand it over, but she heard Cui Wanqing command: "Read." ”

Fang Xuan glanced at Magnolia, saw her nodding, and hurriedly opened the scriptures and began to read, "At that time, the Buddha put the white light between his eyebrows, shining on the eighteen thousand worlds in the east, and it was not thoughtful, going down to the Abi Hell, and up to the Ajanitha Heaven." In this world, you can see all the beings in the other land, and you can see the Buddhas in the other land."

In this crisp chanting sound, Cui Wanqing's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and her lips opened and closed gently, chanting with Fang Xuan.

"Okay, don't read it, Fang Xuan, you can take a sip of tea and rest." After a long time, Cui Wanqing slowly sat up from Yulan's arms, her expression was already normal, and the corners of her lips had the usual smile.

Yulan was empty, and soon re-brewed new tea for Cui Wanqing, Cui Wanqing took it with a smile, gently brushed the tea noodles, and took a sip, "This tea tastes sweet after the taste, and it is even more in line with me, Sister Yulan, let's use this when we go back." ”

"Yes, the maid listens to the young lady's orders." Magnolia's smile was sweet, as if nothing had happened just now.

The carriage stopped again, and it had already entered the second gate of the Ming'an Hou Mansion, and the person waiting for Cui Wanqing at the bottom was not the mother-in-law who came casually, but the third lady of Cao, Xiang's family.

Looking at her own young lady, she was held in her arms by the red-eyed Mrs. Cao San, and Fang Xuan behind her couldn't help it after all, and asked Yulan in a very low voice: "Sister Yulan, you said, do you want to tell Mother Fang about the situation of Miss just now?" ”

"Don't say it, you can't talk to anyone, what just happened will rot in your stomach, remember? If anyone knows about this matter again, I'm afraid the consequences are not something you and I can bear! Yulan's expression was so stern for the first time, and Fang Xuan, who saw it, nodded in horror.

"Good boy, my nieces have grown up so big, do you know, you and our sister-in-law are really carved out of the same mold, the old lady will see each other, maybe how happy she will be." Mrs. Cao San sighed with emotion.

She and Cao Yunxiu are a pair of handkerchiefs, when she was able to marry into the Cao family, Cao Yunxiu's sister-in-law contributed a lot, but she really made a big effort, so she was different from Cui Wanqing.

Mrs. Cao San pulled Cui Wanqing and was reluctant to lose her hand at all, and the sedan chair was all one.

She looked at Cui Wanqing's watery bright eyes, and stroked Cui Wanqing's eyebrows, "Good boy, you can figure it out yourself, it's really good, back then, it wasn't that we were willing to give you up."

"Third uncle, don't say it, Qing'er was young and timid, and it hurt your hearts in vain, but then you grew up sensible, Qing'er regretted it, and came to celebrate her grandmother's birthday today, and she came to ask for sin, you will help your niece in a while, and say a few more good words." Cui Wanqing said the back, then pulled Mrs. Cao's sleeve and gently shook it coquettishly.

Although I don't know why Mrs. Cao San is so sincere to herself, Cui Wanqing still decided that it would be right to find a backer first.

Mrs. Cao San couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief, and whimpered for a while, before she held Cui Wanqing in her arms, rubbing it lovingly, looking at the gauze curtain, and muttering to herself: "Don't be afraid, with Aunt Cheng here, you must not let people go." ”

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