Tang Chujiu followed, and after Ning asked everyone to retreat, he beckoned to Tang Chujiu: "Child, come here." Yu Xuan 丣 Xiao"

Tang Chujiu approached, Ning stretched out his dry hand, grabbed Tang Chulong's rough hand, and slowly said: "Chujiu, these years, I have suffered you." "Ten years of riverside Huansha is bitter, and three years of glory and wealth may not be happiness.

Listening to the old lady's words of pity, Tang Chujiu suddenly burst into tears and sobbed silently.

Ning took out a handkerchief and wiped Tang Chujiu's tears: "Chujiu, are you resentful of Seventeen?" ”

Tang Chujiu cried and did not answer.

Ning sighed: "Junior Nine, you should understand that this time is not the same as in the past, and the current status of Seventeen is ...... You complained about Seventeen for letting you be a concubine, but on the ninth day of the first month, you also know that you don't fit in in their circle. In terms of human sophistication and dealing with people, you have always been impenetrable......"

"On the ninth day of the first month, the main mother of the Prime Minister's Mansion must be good at singing and dancing, exquisite on all sides, and from a good background, which is of great help to the seventeenth ......"

Tang Chujiu's heart was even more painful and desperate, although the old lady's words pierced people's hearts, they were true.

Seeing Tang Chujiu's face like a blank piece of paper, Ning couldn't bear it, and instead persuaded him: "Chujiu, you have to know how to plan your own life, and don't hit your head against the south wall according to your temperament." You complain about seventeen, but have you ever thought about it, no matter which man becomes your husband, it is the same, no one can let you live carefree and comfortable for the rest of your life! The only one you can rely on is always yourself! No matter what you think of Seventeen, he is your husband and your heaven...... On the ninth day of the first month, this is fate. ”

"On the ninth day of the first month, the happiness in the future is not in the seventeenth, but in your own hands, in what you want to do and how you choose. On the ninth day of the first month, now the seventeenth heart is still a little bit on you, and he is still thinking about the affection with you, and your situation is not bad. Ning glanced at Tang Chujiu deeply, "Chujiu, think about it yourself." ”

Tang Chujiu returned to the room, tossing and turning all night and couldn't sleep, tears wet the pillow. The old lady wanted to accept her fate and accept the concubine gift. In the future, it will be good to please Seventeen.

Happy, happy......

The next morning, Tang Chujiu rarely didn't get up early, but leaned on the bed, his brows furrowed.

Hu Yue saw that Tang Chujiu still hadn't gotten up, thinking that he was sick, so he called softly outside: "Miss, Miss, but you're not feeling well?" "Because Tang Chujiu has no name with Song Lanjun, everyone in the house calls her Miss. Hu Yue was a neighbor in Jiangnan, because her parents died early, Tang Chujiu took pity on her loneliness, so she brought her to her side. Hu Yue has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and in the past few years, she has grown and is even more slim.

Tang Chujiu's mouth was bitter: "It's okay, let me lie down again." ”

This lie down means that when the sun sets, Tang Chujiu only gets up. After eating something at will, she asked Hu Yue to prepare a hot bath, and specially instructed to add some flower petals to the water.

After soaking the whole body with a slight fragrance, Tang Chujiu sat down in front of the dresser, took out the rouge gouache, and began to draw his eyebrows and red.

Tang Chujiu's facial features are indeed very ordinary, but those big eyes are watery, flickering, very clear, and do not leave a trace of impurities.

Hu Yue saw Tang Chulong's prudence on the side, and intuitively felt that something big would happen, so she called out softly: "Miss? ”

Tang Chujiu wiped his eyebrows and redrew again: "You go and guard, if he comes back, he will come and inform me immediately." ”

Hu Yue answered and went outside.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Song Lanjun came back drunk and drunk.

Tang Chujiu took a step ahead of Steward Liu, supported Song Lanjun, and helped him back to his courtyard. After bringing the haode hangover soup that had been made for a long time to Song Lanjun to drink, he went to fetch hot water and scrubbed him carefully.

zuihou, after thinking about it again, lit purple leaf incense in the house, it is said, flirtatious.

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