After speaking, he couldn't help but say, pulling Su Moyu and going to Gu Qingchen's courtyard. Yu Xuan and Xiao

Su Moyu's face turned red: "Qingyan ......" An unmarried woman, going to an adult men's courtyard, is unreasonable, she really doesn't want to see people when she says it, and people have always been terrible.

Gu Qingyan didn't think about it so much: "It's okay, my eldest brother is a paper tiger, don't look at his boss's face, but in fact, he is the softest......"

couldn't make trouble with Gu Qingyan's insistence, Su Moyu was so anxious that he almost had blue smoke on his head.

It was the general's wife Jiang Rushui who came over to resolve Su Moyu's embarrassment: "Qingyan, you are naughty again." Mo Yu, I got a 'heavenly cloud brocade' here, but I can't decide what pattern to embroider so that it is not a waste of it, your female red is the best, show me. ”

Su Moyu smiled gratefully at Jiang Rushui, and responded lightly: "Okay." ”

Gu Qingchen heard the footsteps of the group gradually moving away, and then found that his palms were full of sweat.

Tang Chujiu was also sweating on his face, today's weather was very abnormal, hot and dry, and the trees kept screaming, which made people even more upset, and the piano music was played wrong one after another.

Nan Chang'an listened to the heart-wrenching sound of the piano next door, the corners of his eyebrows jumped and jumped, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he endured it again.

zuihou, or Tang Chujiu stopped the magic sound that made 'thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear', sighed lightly, and had countless troubles today, and had no intention of playing the piano. With his hands on his chin, he looked at the apricot tree that was a little shockingly destroyed, and his heart turned a thousand times, after the expiration of the one-year concubine period, where was the way out?

The mother's family and the husband's family (if seventeen is counted as the husband's family) can't be relied on, the only thing they can rely on is themselves, but what will they do? Will you be able to sew and mend the riverside yarn, will you make a living from it in the future?

Tang Chujiu's heart hurt and was unwilling, not that he was afraid of hardship, but that Huansha was the truest and deepest pain in his heart.

But apart from this, there is no other way to make money. In the capital, where every inch of land is golden, no one relies on how difficult it is to survive, what to live on? Big families sold themselves into slavery? Or simply enter the palace? Thinking about it, I think it's the next step.

Tang Chujiu pondered for a long time, but there was no good plan, his willow eyebrows were tightly locked, and he felt even more dazzling when he looked at the red on the highest part of the apricot tree in front of him. In a moment of irritation, he climbed the tree and vowed to destroy it.

I often hear the old man say that 'climbing trees is dangerous', and it is really a good saying. Tang Chujiu regretted it too much, he didn't listen to the old man, and he suffered a loss in front of him - he fell from the tree and smashed next door.

Nan Chang'an saw Tang Chujiu fall from the tree, and reflexively reached out to pick it up, and the result was a 'click'.

Tang Chujiu was safe and sound, but he fell and his farts hurt a little, he got up from Nan Chang'an and asked, "How are you?" ”

Nan Changan inhaled cold air in pain and pointed to his right hand: "It seems to be broken." ”

Tang Chujiu was shocked: "How come?" But the facts are in front of us, and they are broken.

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