Shen Anyan looked at Shen Anyan, "Why don't you look like before?" ”

She snorted coldly, "Is there no one for you to pry now, let alone for you to call?" ”

Hearing her implicitly hugging the qin, Shen An's face stiffened, "Why do you have to do this?" ”

"Then why do you do that?" Shen Anyan turned her head, didn't look at her anymore, and only said: "Next time, let her come to me, and you don't have to punish the subordinates who guard her, just use the leftovers to burn cold." ”

This kind of punishment is not excessive, but in Shen An's eyes, it is as painful as scissors hell.

For Shen Anyun now, there is no other help except for daily meals, and the subordinates who take care of her are bound to repay her because she is hungry.

Shen Anyan raised his eyes, "Shen Anyan ........"

Shen Anyan waved his hand, jumped into the door in one step, and calmly lay on the kang near the window, the waterfall-like green silk flowed down, black and smooth and bright, stabbing Shen Anyan's eyes resentful, and the plain white water sleeves went straight out of the hospital.

Shen Anyan raised his eyes leisurely at this time.

Qingling added tea and said, "Sister, I'm afraid it's tricky for the eldest girl to do this........ I want to enter the palace for some reason........"

As he spoke, Hong Qian came over with a basket of Chengxin paper, and said loudly: "This big girl wants to enter the palace, is it possible to ask someone to make the decision for her?" Seeking justice? ”

How could this be the case, at that time, the second prince was in the yamen to help Shen Anyan speak, and Shen Anyan went to the palace to find someone to speak for her at this time, no matter what, it is not the same as going against the second prince and against the saint.

Who would dare?

Shen Anyan was silent, but looked at the things in the red shallow basket and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Go to the window," Hong Qian smiled, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, late autumn is not far away, and it is windy at night, and a layer of paper is pasted outside the window, so it is not easy to get in through the wind." ”

Qingling smiled: "The previous sister said that she was not careful, but now she is careful, and she knows how to go to the window." ”

Hong's cheeks were red, he muttered a few words, and stomped out the door with the soles of his feet and wiped the window with the paste.

Qingling and Bian Niang began to prepare the robes and jewelry to be worn for the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet.

"After all, it is in the palace, and now that King Jing is fighting outside, the Shenhou Mansion has had several twists and turns recently, and each of them has stretched their necks to see how the sister takes care of the Shenhou Mansion, and how the Shenhou Mansion is decaying in the hands of the sister, so they can't dress badly, and let people gossip behind their backs and tell jokes."

Bian Niang chattered, holding up the crown of red gold cordyceps with one hand, occasionally interspersed with jade-inlaid dragonfly hairpins, and the tassels under the pearls on the forehead fluctuated with fine light.

The faint smile on the corner of Shen Anyan's mouth was suppressed, she glanced at the deep autumn sky, and said quietly: "No need to be like this, just pick up plain clothes and wear them, my grandmother has just passed away." ”

Bian Niang was stunned, and quickly knelt down, "Sister, the slave should be damned......."

Shen Anyan didn't blame her, and helped her up, "Bian Niang, I know that you are for my good, you are afraid that I will be looked down upon, and you are afraid that others will knock me down, but we can't control other people's hearts, and we don't have to care, we just need to guard our own hearts." ”

Moreover, the palace with towering high walls, because you can only see the square sky at all corners when you look up, except for intrigue, there are only festivals for people to enjoy, so there are celebrations every three or five times, for those who are valuable, it is the time to pass the leisure, it is the most insignificant time in their long years, why should she look so grand.

So on the second day, Shen Anyan was lightly powdered by Qingling, with a little lipstick on her lips, and she only wore a green weave dress and drove all the way to the palace in a car.

The carriage is not big, only for three people, and some boxes and cabinets are loaded to store snacks and snacks, so that the car is even narrower, only enough for Qingling and Shen Anyan to sit.

Qingling raised her hand to carry the copper kettle on the red clay stove, rummaged through the tea set in the snail cabinet, and mixed it with golden chrysanthemum and wolfberry before adding water to it.

With the billowing white mist, Qingling's little face loomed, and only the sound echoed clearly in the car.

"Sister, the person in the back room came to spread the word yesterday, saying that Huqin died."

Shen Anyan was stunned, sat on the felt cushion and opened his eyes, "How did you die?" ”

Qingling handed the cup to Shen Anyan, and the white mist was pushed away to reveal those elk-like eyes, "In the well, it was said that it couldn't stand the suffering, so I chose to throw myself into the well in the middle of the night, but the slave maid felt that it was not the case." ”

Shen Anyan raised her eyebrows, looked at her silently, and motioned for her to continue.

Qingling then said: "Because it's too late, the slave maid doesn't dare to alarm the sister, yes, and the slave maid and Hong Qian went all the way to the well in the back cover room, although this Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is big and round, but where can I see anything, even if I take the lantern to the well to find it, I can't see why, and the house is not like the palace with the big iron hook that salvages the corpse, so I only saw that there was a sackcloth wearing a huqin floating in it, and the smell in the well was not very good........"

Qingling paused, closed the curtain of the car a little, and then said: "Plus that Baoqin is not in the room, everyone thinks that Baoqin has thrown herself into the well, but the slave maid feels that maybe Baoqin is running away." ”

"This is still inconclusive," Shen Anyan sighed, "After all, I still want to see people alive and corpses when I die, and when today is over, I will ask someone to go to the blacksmith to buy a pair, and then tell the people in the house who have the strength to go to the well to see if it is, if so, find a place to bury her, burn some incense, if not, then talk about it." ”

Qingling nodded, but her eyes were locked on the rippling teacup.

The official roads of the capital are very well repaired, and in order to ensure the smooth passage of the saints, they are made of the smoothest tiles, so that the wheels roll without bumps, and people can drink tea and eat as much as they want inside.

Shen Anyan took a sip of water, Jing Porcelain's hand paused in mid-air, and maintained the action of feeding water, but his face looked at Qingling solemnly, "Have you been to Shen An's room to look for it?" ”

Qingling shook her head, "When I found out, I played the fourth watch, and the slave maid still had to prepare for my sister's early risen, so I didn't have time to go to Luoxia Courtyard....... My sister is afraid that the ...... in the well is the one."

"No," Shen Anyan's eyes glanced at the crowd outside the car curtain, "Baoqin has always been loyal to Shen Anyan, even if she can't bear the pain and runs away by herself, why bother to kill Shen Anyan." ”

This made Qingling confused, "So what sister means ......."

Her words stopped abruptly in the coachman's 'hoo', and then the coachman lifted the curtain and smiled at the two: "Third girl, the palace has arrived, please get off the sedan chair." ”

The bleak autumn breeze mixed with the driver's voice blew on Shen Anyan's face, she lifted the curtain of the car and went out, helping Qingling to get out of the car.

A soft voice said in a low voice: "Third girl, please raise your hand, the slave will help you get out of the car." ”