I'm afraid that even Seventeen himself doesn't remember anymore. Yu Xuan knows how he will remember, now with the backing of the Hou Ye Mansion, the scenery is even more prosperous.

In fact, Tang Chujiu was wrong, Song Lanjun remembered, because he had nightmares every night.

I woke up from a nightmare in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, and my voice was hoarse: "The ninth ...... of the first month"

Tang Shihua was woken up and said softly: "Lan Jun, what's wrong?" "In fact, I heard the sound of 'Chu Jiu', this name, like a spike, was fiercely inserted into the throat of Tang Shihua, the flesh and blood were blurred, the blood was dripping, and every time I breathed, it was painful!

Song Lanjun wiped the sweat on his face: "It's okay." You sleep, I'll go to the study. With that, he got out of bed and left. In the past six months, night after night.

The remaining Tang Shihua was left alone in the empty room, his face was iron-blue, full of hatred, Tang Chujiu, you want to do evil to me during your lifetime, destroy my cave room and spend candle nights, do you want to linger after death?

Without Song Lanjun on the bed, Tang Shihua tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The hand touched the flat lower abdomen, and the willow eyebrows were tightly locked.

It's been more than a year, but it hasn't moved at all, no matter how much you look for medical advice, it's useless, Tang Shihua is getting more and more anxious day by day, anxious, but he can only secretly, he doesn't dare to show half of the beast on his face.

Despite this, I was called by the Ning family to speak yesterday, and this was the first time that I had spoken in a voice-over, revealing that I wanted to hug my grandson. All things in the world, if there is one, there will be two. Tang Shihua didn't dare to imagine, after many times, what kind of guess would Ning's have?

I feel very bitter and even more panicked, but what can I do? Working so hard, so hard, just can't conceive. Could it be that the stomach is really infertile and infertile?

When I think of this, my heart is cold. Tears flowed out silently, if it was really infertile, then no matter how unwilling it was, it would have to be a concubine for Lan Jun in the future. After all, it is natural to pass on the ancestry.

At that time, if the concubine gives birth to a child, I am afraid that after the tea and dinner in the capital, there will be another conversation and laughter, and the former first beauty is now the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion who does not lay eggs!

I'm afraid that when the time comes, ten miles of red makeup, and the beautiful talk of being favored to seven days and seven nights of soup porridge will become a joke. How can it be beautiful? Not even a child!

If Lan Jun divorces his wife because of this, it will be a matter of course! The world will never spit on the scold, because the 'childless' is the first of the seven outs.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Shihua was afraid, his mood couldn't be worse, and he burst into tears.

Song Lanjun entered the study, but he couldn't see anything, Zuihou simply stepped on the moonlight and went to the courtyard where Tang Chujiu lived before.

It is when the plum blossoms are full of branches, push the door in, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

This is Tang Chujiu's favorite flower, the ice is clear and jade, and the dark fragrance floats.

In this year, Song Lanjun set foot in this small courtyard for the first time.

The yard was exactly the same as before, there had been no change, even the swing made by Tang Chujiu himself under the tree was still there, swinging slightly.

The swing is still there, but the person sitting on the swing is gone.

In the past, every time you stepped into the courtyard, you would immediately see Tang Chujiu's smiling face, but now, it is empty.

Pushing open the door and walking into the house, choking dust came to my face.

In front of the eye is the carved bed, on this bed, once and the ninth night of the first night of the happy night. So many days and nights of grinding ears and temples poured out like a tide. When the ninth year was emotional, he bit his lip and moaned softly, and when he was embarrassed, he called seventeen in shame and annoyance......

Step by step, I walked to the bed, but found the engraved jade on the edge of the bed, which had been broken into two pieces, the ninth and seventeenth of the first month, each on one side.

Song Lanjun held the jade tightly in his hand, and the edge of the fracture cut the palm of his hand, bleeding, dyeing on the jade, the jade shattered, and the person died.

Unable to stand it any longer, Song Lanjun staggered out of the house. Standing under the red plum tree in the yard, he inhaled heavily, and after a long time, he calmed down, stretched out his hand and twisted a branch of the plum blossom that was blooming haode, walked to the swing and sat down, one petal at a time, and picked the flowers.

Looking at the scattered petals on the ground, Song Lanjun suddenly remembered that on the ninth day of the first month, he once moved his mind to collect plum blossoms, brewed two pots of wine, and buried them under the tree. At that time, she also said with a smile that she would wait until the next year, turn the wine out, and if it was delicious, she would brew it every year after that.

I went and found a hoe and dug it under the plum tree. The first, no, the second, empty.

After thinking about it, Song Lanjun went directly to the ninth red plum tree, and sure enough, he dug out a jar of wine. Fu went to the seventeenth plum tree, and there was another altar.

The soil was cleared, and the seal was revealed, and it was written 'In this life and this life, the ninth and seventeenth days of the first month, love each other, and never separate', and the handwriting was very stiff and unaesthetic.

Song Lanjun looked at it, and suddenly felt that his eyes were sour, and the pain was deep to the bone. This sentence is the original promise to the ninth year of junior high school, a promise that has long been empty.

The ninth day of the first month, the ninth day of the first month......

Drinking plum blossom wine that didn't taste haode, and reading 'the ninth day of the first month' in his mouth, Song Lanjun was drunk.

When I opened my eyes again the next day, it was already full of sunshine, and fortunately I had to close the court today, otherwise it would be too late.

Song Lanjun squinted at the dazzling sunlight, got up from the ground, and left, never looking back.

When I came to people, I returned to my usual life, talking and laughing, and I was not surprised, and the abnormality of last night was like never before.

Tang Shihua never slept well all night, but his makeup was carefully put on, and he couldn't see half of it: "Lan Jun, this is the eight-treasure porridge I boiled, how about tasting it?" ”

Song Lanjun took Tang Shihua into his arms and looked doting: "It's cold, just let the subordinates do it, don't be tired." ”

Tang Shihua raised his little face slightly, and looked at Song Lanjun with flattery: "I'm not tired." I like to cook food for Lan Jun. ”

Song Lanjun lowered her head and pecked lightly on the red lips of Tang Shihua: "I will feel distressed for my husband." ”

Tang Shihua's face was shy, his face was pink, and he looked more and more human, green, so tender that he could pinch out the water and turn into a puddle of spring water, snuggled in Song Lanjun's arms, closed his eyes, and was a wordless invitation.

If it was like this in the past, then this morning must be full of spring.

But this time, Song Lanjun only took a bite on the cherry mouth, and then there was no movement.

Tang Shihua suppressed the disappointment in his heart, waited for Song Lanjun to have breakfast, and sent him out to the prince's mansion.

When he turned back to the house, Tang Shihua's face was so overcast that he could wring out water.

Lan Jun has the smell of wine and the faint aftertaste of plum blossoms, which means that he was not in the study last night. It must be in the West Courtyard, in the entire mansion, only that place has plum blossoms.

There was a sullen rush in his heart, Tang Shihua felt extremely uncomfortable, gritted his teeth out of blood, and suddenly stood up and went to the west courtyard, Aoki followed behind.

Pushing the door in, a cold wind blew, and the mournful cry of jackdaws was heard in the distance, coupled with the dilapidation of the courtyard that no one dotted on, which made people feel eerie.

Tang Shihua covered his nose with a handkerchief and walked in.

After turning around the room, he snorted coldly. Every furnishing in this room is unbearable, representing that the owner has no taste at all.

But it was this woman who was so dirty that she became her nightmare!!

Thinking of the embarrassment of the candle night in the cave room, Tang poetry and painting were full of hatred.

When I came to the yard, I looked at the swing swaying with the wind, the plum blossoms falling under the swing, and the two empty wine jars, I felt that it was very eye-catching.

Aoki looked at his face and understood what he meant, and raised his hand to the swing with a finger, and the rope cracked from it, and it looked like he was about to fall, as if he couldn't help but be exposed to the sun and rain.

Tang Shihua didn't take another look and walked out of the courtyard.

When she returned to the house, Chunhua came with a tonic, a medicine to help her get pregnant.

Smelling the bitter taste, Tang Shihua felt sick to his stomach, but no matter how bad it was, he had to drink it. Otherwise, there is no hope.

After drinking, I sulked. When can I get pregnant?

Aoki said cautiously: "Madam, there is something that the slave doesn't know whether to talk about or not. ”

Tang Shihua ate eight dates in a row, and then felt that the strange taste in his mouth had dissipated: "Speak." ”

Aoki said: "The slave maid sees that the western courtyard is gloomy, and it is not clean, so it is better to ask a Taoist priest to come back and collect it." ”

Tang Shihua fell in love with Aoki: "You mean that the ghost of Tang Chujiu is not gone?" ”

Aoki lowered his voice and said, "Madam, that one killed the child in that courtyard." Aren't adults also nightmares? ”

Tang Shihua was silent, but he moved his mind.

After Tang Chujiu came back from Chang'an Street, he looked at the exquisite dice with a complicated expression, thinking about what Yun Niang said, and felt shocked.

These days, I do think of Gu Qingchen from time to time, and I am really worried about him. When I was in Xinghua Village, there were many widows, all of whom were men who went to the battlefield and never came back.

Is this worry lovesick? Probably not.

When I entered Beijing to take the exam in the seventeenth year, those days when I couldn't sit and sit at ease were called lovesickness.

Gu Qingchen, is he really what Yun Niang said? As soon as I thought of this, the corners of my mouth unconsciously brought a smile.

Then he sighed again, whether it was or not, it was impossible with Gu Qingchen. His beauty is like the bright moon in the sky, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, which cannot be had!

And he wrapped the dice in a handkerchief and pressed them to the bottom of the box, so that he would not be delusional.

Go to the table, sharpen the ink, practice the words.

As soon as she practiced half a piece of paper, Yun Niang walked in with a smile: "What's the matter?" Where can you write a reply to your man? Is it not a day not to see, such as every three autumns, thinking about it like a crazy ......"

Tang Chujiu looked down at "Will Enter the Wine" on the paper, and you didn't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, and Yun Niang said that thinking is crazy, it is too far away.

Yun Niang lowered her head, and also saw the words on the paper clearly, and then looked at Tang Chujiu: "Your word, but you have three points of your man's momentum, and it is really to marry a chicken with a chicken, and marry a dog with a dog." ”

The corners of Tang Chujiu's mouth twitched, and his face was full of black lines: "......" just wanted to say that Yun Niang used inappropriate words, and there is a saying that a dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth! Gu Qingchen is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and he has nothing to do with chickens and dogs!

Yun Niang sat down and asked curiously, "Have you written a book back?" ”

Tang Chujiumo: "......" really doesn't know what to write.

Yun Niang pointed out the maze: "Sue Acacia, ask about the return date!" ”

Tang Chujiu: "......" who wants to sue Acacia! How can there be lovesickness!

zuihou, forced by Yun Niang, had no choice but to write down: "Take care of yourself, come back for the New Year?" ”

Yun Niang's phoenix eyes widened, and she looked at Tang Chujiu with a guilty face: "That's good?" Gone? ”

Tang Chujiu: "......" What else do you want?!

Yun Niang shook her head and sighed: "Wood, wood." "It's so incomprehensible.

Tang Chujiu couldn't stand Yun Niang's wolf-like tiger, so he went to the stove house to avoid the disaster, and by the way, he saw how the beef jerky was dry.

I tore off a small piece and tasted it, the taste was fragrant and air-dried just right. He wrapped it in oiled paper, and handed it over with the letter.

When Gu Qingchen received something, he only felt heavy, and he didn't know what it was. When I opened it, it was a large bag of beef jerky, sprinkled with sesame seeds, which was full of color and flavor. This thing is the most suitable as dry food, easy to carry, can be stored for a long time, and quench hunger.

At the bottom of the beef jerky, I finally found a piece of stationery, which was already full of meat smell and soaked in oil.

When I opened the paper, it was clear at a glance, there was only one sentence, but Gu Qingchen looked at it again and again, and after a long time, he carefully folded it and put it in his arms.

Well, the handwriting is much more correct, it seems that I usually insist on hard practice, and I haven't fallen behind, which is good.

A piece of stationery, so big, but only one line of words, wasteful, not advisable!

This night, Gu Qingchen had a beautiful woman in his dream, charming and charming, and he was happy.

The next day, Gu Qingchen sent the Chinese medicine back to Beijing.

When Tang Chujiu received it, he thought about it and didn't dare to ask Yun Niang, for fear that she would laugh at her for not being enlightened. I just took that thing, looked at it over and over, and didn't understand its meaning.

zuihou, I had to ask Yun Niang with tears.

Yun Niang took the root, smelled the smell, and said, "This is angelica." What you mean by man is angelica angelica, and the return date is imminent. ”

Tang Chujiu suddenly realized. In this way, Gu Qingchen is coming back?

Yun Niang smiled meaningfully: "It seems that you won't have to stay alone in the empty room soon." ”

Tang Chujiu asked Cangtian speechlessly: "......" This is not the point, is it okay?

couldn't stand Yun Niang's surging, Tang Chujiu took the Angelica and left, and Yun Niang's magic voice pierced the brain from afar: "Angelica has menstrual regulation and pain relief; The effect of moistening the dry and smooth intestines, aren't you a little constipated these days, just in medicine. ”

Tang Chujiu's feet slipped and he almost crashed to death in front of the door.

芸娘 hahadaxiao......

After Tang Chujiu put away the angelica, he went to the store, washed up early and went to bed.

Tomorrow is a big day.

Jishu, who boiled sugar, has arrived at home, and he can leave the school, and he will officially take over the store tomorrow.

Think about it, I am excited, with that shop, it will no longer be like duckweed in the future, according to the current ability to sell five hundred strings of sugar gourds a day, you can earn more than one or two silver a day, and Uncle Zhang also said that you can also sell that soybean milk together in the future, steaming, just right to drink in winter.

If this continues, life will definitely get better and better.

I had no dreams all night, and I got up early in the morning to prepare. As soon as she washed her face, Yun Niang came over dressed in red, and when she saw Tang Chujiu's plain clothes, she said: "Today is a good day, you have to wear red, good luck." ”

It makes sense. Tang Chujiu went to change into a set of red clothes and came out, looking quite a bit of a bride.

Yun Niang deliberately and prudently combed Tang Chujiu with a 'wishful bun', which means that business is prosperous and wealth is rolling.

After everything was in order, Tang Chujiu went to the backyard, and yesterday Nan Changan said that he wanted to give a gift.

Nan Chang'an gave him a beckoning cat carved by himself, and one hand was waving back and forth, as if he was really beckoning money. As soon as Tang Chujiu saw it, he couldn't put it down: "Nan Chang'an, xiexie you." ”

Nan Changan looked at the beauty with a smile, with a lot of affection in his eyes: "You're welcome." ”

Tang Chujiu hugged the beckoning cat, and also smiled: "It's so beautiful." "It's so lifelike.

Nan Changan looked at the red beauty, and the drunkard didn't mean to drink: "Chu Jiu, a knife fell next to my wheelchair, you pick it up for me." ”

Tang Chujiu didn't think about it, and squatted down.

In this bowing room, Nan Chang'an had already inserted a red flower on Tang Chujiu's head with a clear eye, which was more delicate than a flower.

Tang Chujiu picked up the knife and said, "Yao, here you go." ”

Nan Chang'an looked at the delicate red, and his handsome face was slightly hot: "Xiexie." ”

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