This is what she said about purse?

Gu Yan rummaged around and played, coming and going, and even the third-class girl in his house was better than her. The boxy cloth head has a stiff cut. The satin is only reluctant, the weaving is too rough, and it is soft to the touch. The stitches are fine, which shows that her eyesight is good.

The whole voxel is light, and there is not even a dark flower. The mouth is worn with colored threads, and the threads are twisted into a coil like twists, which is the simplest style. Folded up, one end of the tassel fell, and at the end of the jade beads were added to decorate, which is the only point of interest on the tasteless purse.

Although he looked intently, there was no obvious ridicule on his face, and he still made her uncomfortable. Because she wanted to offer him a hairpin, she leaned closer, stood beside him with her hands tied, and cheekily covered her shame.

"It's all sewn at night to avoid people, and it's inevitable to be rude. Whether you want to look at it is an eyesore, or it is important to look at the mutton fat hosta. The seventh girl's voice was stunned, and she suddenly felt that this didn't seem to be right.

What did she urge him to do with the hairpin? Could it be that he still expects him to quickly punish her sin?

Gu Yan had the scene she told in her mind: at night, she was alone with a lamp, quietly threading needles and threads. The soft eyes contain warmth, and the low-hanging eyelashes occasionally fanf, which is pleasant and hateful, quiet and gentle. The silhouette is reflected on the hanging tent, and the warm fragrance is gently swaying.

She is a quiet person, quiet people, and quiet temperament. And he didn't like people to be noisy, so when she was in front of him, he only felt comfortable, and he was a little more ironing than he expected.

"How many days have you been doing it?"

Jiang Ying didn't notice that he suddenly asked, tilted his head and recalled, and honestly confessed, "The first night cut the stitches, this work was meticulous, and I didn't fall asleep until I was young." The second night is much faster, just play the veil and embellish it a little. It was only three or four hours. ”

After speaking, he found that he was still staring at the purse, rubbing his thumb with a jade ring repeatedly, and he was not in a hurry to inspect the hosta that had been ruined by her.

For some reason, Jiang Ying only felt that the son of the world at this time was covered with a faint layer of gloom, and he sank his heart, and even she was a little contaminated.

Did he remember the past? The seventh girl's mind drifted away, although her mind was in a trance, her eyes still fell on the red purse in his hand.

Gu Yan said a faint "um" in response to her, and turned over his hand to pick up this purse that is usually difficult to see and put it in his sleeve pocket.

It wasn't until the seventh girl found that her eyes were empty, and she saw him sitting in all directions and with a comfortable demeanor, that she stretched out her hand and pointed at his cuffs. "Shizi, you haven't looked at the hairpin yet."

There is another sentence that she didn't dare to ask: Are you not paying attention, and your brain is not clear when it is late at night? Purse, how did you go in front of its owner, so greedy?

Seeing that she looked at him suspiciously, the man's calm eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he was still depressed, but in a blink of an eye, he was calmly raising his head, and his attitude was free. "Why, I saw whether it was cut into two or three. What is the saying of two cuts, and how much more? Are you going to make it clear and then explain it to this son? ”

Inexplicably, she felt that something was wrong. But what this person said is reasonable, if it is broken, it is broken, what if you look carefully?

The man was right, and she was timid and didn't dare to talk back.

"Then you see, how should you punish this disaster?" In the end, I haven't forgotten that I came here to ask for sin, and the seventh girl pulled her little face, very melancholy.

He also found a merit in her - sincerity. Honest and honest, I don't know how to think of crooked ways to fool people. To put it bluntly, it is "stupid"!

She is righteous, and most of her thoughts are used on the Jiang family. It was her turn to be herself, but she owed consideration, and she was a kind of absent-minded, comfortable and lazy.

This matter is going to change the girls in the Guogong Mansion, and no one will stand up stupidly and be willing to accept the punishment. But I don't know which servant to blame, and I don't know which servant to blame, and I don't care about people's lives.

Glancing at her obliquely, the man sat up and said, "Waiter." ”

He pulled up his cuffs, picked up the pen holder and inlaid the jade lotus pen, and before he could write, his wrist was hanging in the air and he was suddenly stunned.

But he almost forgot. She has a wound in the shoulder today, so she should not move. Then he opened his hand and closed the official document. "Can you speak Sanskrit?"

The Seven Girls were worried all night, and at this time they had been tossed by the unreasonable people in front of them to lose their temper. I can't remember who said that there are always some people in high positions who are unfathomable.

When people say "one", you have to follow the association with "two, three, four". For example, at the moment, the prince asked her if she could read Sanskrit, and it was likely that she would be punished for copying the scriptures!

The seven girls were relieved, and their hearts fluttered and rejoiced. Sure enough, she made up her mind to come here, and it was well worth it. In her opinion, the hairpin, which is so precious that it can only be viewed from a distance, and it is not suitable for people, is just a dead thing in his eyes. There are a lot of rare things in the Guogong Mansion, and this one is not bad. If she really had other thoughts, she wouldn't just pull it out and stuff it into her hand.

Compared with her, a big living person who can be used for the time being, Jiang Ying began to talk about the goodness of the world. Fortunately, fortunately, in his eyes, she was always heavier than a hairpin.

In the middle of the night, she was full of energy, swept away her depression, and her eyes were so bright that they could reflect the entire upper room. The dark eyes hid joy, and the pale face instantly became beautiful.

It's a good color, but it's more agile now, but he was stunned. Before he knew it, he let it go lightly, forcibly removed his eyes, and pulled out a volume of "Huayan Sutra" from the shelf behind him. Just as she was about to hand it to her, she weighed it and put it back, and took the Myoho-renge-kyo again and placed it on her close desk.

The Huayan Sutra is used to come from him for meditation. There is incense in the temple of the female dependents of the Guogong Mansion, and she likes to listen to the little master talk about the "Lotus Sutra".

In recent months, he has rarely borrowed the way of chanting to calm his nerves and recuperate. I subconsciously picked out the "Huayan Sutra", but I couldn't figure out whether she wanted to grind her temperament, or whether her mood had changed.

Jiang Ying saw him bend his fingers on the title page, but his thumb pinched a few pages, and as soon as he suddenly let go, he saw a faint yellowing, densely copying the pages of the scriptures, turning the pages one by one. There was a rustling sound, and the quiet room was isolated from the hustle and bustle, and it was very good.

She stared at his fingers intently, wondering if the old saying "hands have a lingering fragrance" would make his fingertips, which already had the fragrance of cold plum, slightly stained with the fragrance of pen and ink.

The man watched her wander and withdrew his hand without a trace. Raise your eyes to meet her gaze and command solemnly.

"Since you are injured, go back and rest first. If you work hard to read the scriptures during the day, you will always have a time to use them in the future, so don't waste your time. If there is nothing important to do, there is no need to come at night. ”

was sent an inexplicable errand, Jiang Ying held the scriptures, and for a while there was a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The hairpin matter doesn't seem to be pursued by this person. But she threw away a Buddhist scripture that she was impatient to read. Even the seven girls who worship the Bodhisattva to please their wives never thought that they would be forced to be honest and chant the Buddha one day.

"Why, refusal?" She was not a person who worked in the city, so it was easy for him to read his mind. Although he hides it deeply, he can't hide it from his eyes.

Others look at their faces, but she, self-righteous, can't hide her thoughts with a pair of eyes.

Where dare to disobey his orders, and she is still guilty. Hurriedly nodded, felt that something was wrong, and shook like a rattle.

"Make, make. Ming'er gets up early in the morning to read, and will never disappoint the kindness of the son. The compliment is said to be good, but where is the "kindness"? The seventh girl shook her head, but her mouth was promised.

In his eyes, he felt that this person was very stupid. is not disgusted, but there is a "naïve" pleasing.

With more people like her in front of me, I look at it all the time, and my heart is less tired.