"But noble girl, you haven't eaten much for lunch, why don't I bring some snacks."

"I sit in the house all day long, suffocating and stuffy, what appetite can I eat, you go down, I'll be quiet alone." Fan Siling turned her head away, far away from the bowl of mutton soup, frowned tightly and stopped talking.

"Okay, noble girl, but you have lost a lot of weight all day long, and Madame will feel distressed when she sees it." The little maid said worriedly.

Fan Siling smiled bitterly when she heard this, let out a long sigh, she lowered her eyes, covered her eyes with her slender hand and said: "If you really feel sorry for me, you won't let me go to Quwo, mother, heh, it's not me who is distressed." ”

"How can it be, the noble lady is the biological daughter of the lady, who don't you feel sorry for? Lady, you're thinking too much. ”

"You don't understand." Fan Siling shook her head wistfully.

When the little maid saw that she could not be persuaded to move, she went out with the mutton soup.

Fan Siling's mother, Mrs. Fan, listened to the report, frowned and said unhappily: "Why don't you eat it?" What's so awkward, this kid is really ignorant. Isn't this marriage for her good? ”

The aunt who was standing on the side squeezed Mrs. Fan's shoulder, and explained with a smile: "Noble girl, she just didn't understand it for a while, isn't she still young, and she always has some careful thoughts in her heart." After a few years, she will be sensible, and then she will definitely understand the hard work of her wife. ”

"I hope so, well, I don't know when this kid will grow up. However, as a mother, you always have to think about her in the long run, and hope that she will have a better life. Mrs. Fan thought for a moment and said, "You go and take out the box in my cupboard." ”

The housekeeper's aunt's hand paused, and she asked in a low voice, "What does Madame want?" ”

"Ling'er is still not sensible, I have to think about her." Mrs. Fan said.

"But according to the temperament of the noble girl, I'm afraid it's ......." The aunt in charge hesitated.

"Aunt Cui, I'm about to talk about this next." Mrs. Fan asked Cuigu to sit opposite her and said, "You have been following me for so many years, you have watched that child grow up, and you also know that Ling'er is now an ignorant child, and there must be a governor by her side to remind her, this person, I want you to go." ”

Aunt Cui has served Mrs. Fan for decades, and she can't say that she can understand Mrs. Fan's thoughts, but she also knows everything. She had already guessed this, and she was not surprised to hear it at this time.

"Madame has an order, and the old slave naturally obeys. The old slave watched the noble girl grow up by herself, and she will definitely serve the noble girl well and not let her suffer a little grievance. "Cuigu Zhengse.

"I'm relieved if you go with me, you keep the things in the box for me first, and if she figures it out one day, you can give it to her." Until then, if some people are annoying to jump up and down, you can just watch and clean it up. Mrs. Fan said.

Cui Gu and Mrs. Fan pulled the corners of their mouths and smiled at each other, and said, "Madame, don't worry, the slave knows." ”

Fan Di Miao Garden

Fan Miaoshu has always been unsteady in her heart recently, and her old dreams are frequent at night, so she thinks deeply about burnout. Sometimes when I think too much, I get more and more panicked. After all these years, she felt that she could not wait any longer, so she decided to return to Quwo as soon as possible.

There are many dreams at night.

In the warm pavilion, Mingyun was busy feeding the eagles. Maybe it's because the person who sent it even felt a special preference for this eagle Mingyun, and often fed it himself. She summoned a bowl of fresh beef, cut into strips and attached with a long silver fork. Mingyun pinched the silver fork, personally forked a piece of raw meat and fed it to Li Yu, and said to it: "Look, this is the real meat, don't catch a meatless red fox like you did at the beginning." How can such a good-looking thing leave a mouthful of meat, it has long been skinned, and it looks real, but it is actually a good-looking shell. ”

Ah Wei recalled the fox fur and said, "That fox fur is indeed like the real one, and that fox is really good-looking when it looks dexterous." The slippery hair, the color is red, and there is no miscellaneous hair, which is very rare. ”

Mingyun picked up another piece of raw meat and fed it to Li Yu's mouth, and continued: "That fox is wrong because it is too good-looking, if it looks gray, no one will catch it." ”

"Also, may it be a gray fox in the next life, and it will not be caught again, and it will not have to suffer the pain of skinning." Awei said.

Mingyun's eyes blinked lightly, touched Li Yu's wings and said, "Hey, I hope." ”

It was late at night, and the lights were out, but Mingyun was still lying on the bed with his eyes open, and he didn't seem to be sleepy.

Tonight, a white moon, although there is wind and snow, but the moonlight is still very bright into the house. In the window tent, the movement of the falling snow trees is reflected.

Ah Wei quietly entered the house, knelt down in front of the curtain and asked softly, "Master?" Master? Did you fall asleep? ”

Mingyun lay on the bed, closed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Ah Wei took out a letter from her arms: "Master, Siling's noble daughter sent a letter secretly. ”

Hearing this, Mingyun immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Letter?" ”

Ah Wei bowed her head and said, "That's right, it was handed by the noble girl Siling." ”

Mingyun took the letter in Ah Wei's hand and said, "It took her so long to reply to me, I thought she wouldn't reply." I really didn't expect this letter. Awei, go and get the candlestick. ”

Mingyun unfolded the silk silk and looked at it carefully by the candlelight. Reading and reading, Mingyun's brows knotted a little confused.

"Master, what is written in the letter?" Ah Wei asked with Mingyun's face.

"Vague typing puzzles, who knows what exactly she wants to say. Late in the middle of the night to deliver the letter, is it possible that I will not sleep in the middle of the night to solve this anagram? Mingyun frowned.

Ah Wei also frowned, and said, "Then there must be a meaning to deliver the letter, what does the noble girl Siling mean?" Could it be that there is something unspeakable? ”

Mingyun said: "If you are so cautious, there must be something private that you dare not let others see." ”

Ah Wei asked, "Then master, do you want to solve this word puzzle?" ”

Mingyun grabbed his hair and said, "Palm the lamp." ”

According to their mother's wishes, they will soon set off for Quwo. She would have been happy before, but now she doesn't want to go back. The discussion between her mother and her third uncle pierced her heart every word, and they wanted to work together to seize her father's power, not to mention, but also revealed that they wanted to imprison her father. She has known about the discord between her parents since she was a child, but she never expected this situation.

This night, sleepless.

Ten days later, in the early morning, the winter sun was faintly bright.

Outside the Miaoyuan Courtyard, Fan Ming took Nandong to stand at the base of the wall, and the top of the courtyard wall behind him was coiled with dead vines hung with snow, which meandered downward, almost covering the entire wall, looking up, you can imagine the green leaves in midsummer. Fan Ming was holding a handful of small pebbles in his hand, and he was throwing them into the snow with a gloomy face.

Nan Dong held a small package in his arms, stomped his feet in the cold wind, and said tremblingly: "Master, you have arrived at the door, why don't you go in?" ”

Fan Ming seemed to be holding his breath in his heart, and he just threw the pebbles to himself.

Ah Wei got the letter from the servant on duty in the outer courtyard, and ran to the gate of the courtyard at a trot, sticking out her head at the arch to look out.

Nan Dong saw her with sharp eyes, and immediately shouted loudly: "Master, it's Ah Wei next to the noble girl." ”

Fan Ming glanced at Ah Wei, crossed his arms awkwardly, raised his neck and said, "What's that, Ah Wei, you go and tell your noble daughter, I'm here, ask her to come to the door to see me." ”

Ah Wei ran back to report to Mingyun.

"Why doesn't the gentleman come in?" Ah Wei was a little puzzled, on weekdays, Junzi Ming ran around in this warm pavilion all day long, why did he not enter the door in the end?

Mingyun changed his clothes, put on a white fox fur, and went out, and sure enough, he saw Fan Ming, who seemed to be sulking outside the courtyard wall. The fat cousin turned his back to her, Mingyun reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Tell me, I'm leaving, and you won't come to say goodbye to me, I waited for you for a day yesterday, and you won't come." ”

Fan Ming turned his back to her, didn't look back, crossed his arms and said in a muffled voice: "I'm the eldest brother, you should have come to me, you all left so suddenly, I see that you don't take me seriously at all." Saying that, Fan Ming shook off Mingyun's hand and stood aside alone with a look of grievance and sadness.

"I can't help what my mother decides." Mingyun lowered her eyes and said lowly, she walked over and pulled Fan Ming's sleeve, and said, "Cousin Ming, Quwo is so far away from Xinjiang, I left this time, it will take a long time to meet again, maybe a year, maybe many years." ”

"No, it won't." Fan Ming suddenly turned his head and said excitedly.

Ming Yunchao took a step back, patted his chest and said, "Can you not be so loud all of a sudden." ”

"I said no, we won't see each other. Not far, in fact, Quwo is not so far from Xinjiang, if you hurry up, it only takes ten days to travel, not far. Don't you like to eat Yueguo's Quetz, I'll send you a cart every winter in the future, aren't we already on an appointment? ”

"Here's for you."

Fan Ming took the package from Nandong, it was a wooden box inside, he stuffed it into Mingyun's arms, and said, "This is my favorite, if you feel bored on the road, take it out to relieve your boredom." ”

Like the clear and warm sunshine in winter, the feelings of youth are the most simple and innocent. Although Fan Ming's box of objects is not precious, it is a favorite accumulated by a young boy for many years.

Mingyun took the heavy box and took out a golden knife from his arms. This golden knife is very similar to the one that Fan Ming exported that day, but it is not the original. "I know you like that golden sword, but for some reason, I can't give it back to you, so I called the best swordsmith to fight again. This golden knife is similar in shape and appearance to your original one. ”

"I don't want it, I lost to you at that time, and if I lose, I lose. Don't say it's a fake, even if the original one is put in front of my eyes, I don't want it. Besides, I never cared about external objects. You wait, I'll make it back next time we meet. Fan Ming said.

The sun shone on the faces of the two, the whistling north wind blew the broken hair in front of their foreheads, and under the vermilion courtyard wall, the two of them ticked seriously.

"Then it's a deal."

"Well, that's a deal."