Speaking of this, Fan Miaoshu seemed to think of something again, her eyes flickered, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but provoke a smile, picked up her rouge pen on the dressing table, and held Mingyun's cheek with her left hand.

This sudden touch made Mingyun's brows subconsciously raised, and his eyes widened slightly. Mother's hands were always slightly cold, all year round, and today, too, when the cool fingertips touched her warm cheeks, they got goosebumps.

Fan Miaoshu used a rouge pen to draw between her daughter's eyebrows. The rouge pen is made of extremely elastic wolf hair, one stroke at a time, as if scratching on the forehead, Mingyun's brows are tightened more and more, and a sense of irritability arises spontaneously. Her hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, over and over again, until Fan Miaoshu finally put down the pen in her hand.

In the bronze mirror, a cluster of red plums is reflected, and the flowers are spit out and placed between the white and tender foreheads, which are very fine and beautiful, but the owner of this forehead is unhappy at this time, and there is no smile at all.

Mingyun wanted to touch her forehead, she really didn't like the feeling of something on her forehead. Whether it was the flower sheng with the hanging ears or the plum blossom clusters outlined with a rouge pen, it made her feel itchy on her forehead, and she always felt that something was there, which made her irritable.

"Don't touch it, it will take you if you touch it, and my efforts will be wasted." Fan Miaoshu grabbed Mingyun's hand and didn't let her touch it with her hands.

"But I don't like it very much, it's very uncomfortable." Mingyun tried to break free of Fan Miaoshu's hand, and retracted his arm vigorously.

"Don't move, you have to endure the discomfort." Fan Miaoshu said

"But....." Mingyun still wants to fight for herself.

Fan Miaoshu frowned, a little displeased. In the past, whenever this happened, Fan Miaoshu would sink her voice and shout Mingyun's name in a threatening tone, this trick never got tired of trying, and it worked very well. This time was no exception, Fan Miaoshu grabbed Mingyun's wrist tightly with force in her hand, and called out in displeasure in her voice, "Yun'er!" After that, Mingyun was really deflated and stopped making trouble.

Fan Miaoshu was satisfied, but Mingyun touched the slender wrist that was grabbed by her mother and hurt a little, her eyes hung lightly, and her lips were tightly pursed. She really felt uncomfortable piling these things on her forehead, but she didn't dare to anger her mother. Every time my mother was angry, she would always say and do things that made her very sad and sad, and she was very scared, and she didn't dare or want to go through it again.

Then bear with me.

At the gate of the mansion, there are countless exchanges between dignitaries and dignitaries, and stools are prepared in the house for the nobles to get off the carriage. The little slaves knelt on the cold earth, and used their not so solid backs to bear the trampling of the nobles.

The night was slightly drooping, and Mingyun followed her mother to the banquet hall. Outside the vermilion gate of the banquet hall, they met General Xia head-on, not just deliberately or coincidentally. Mingyun looked up at him, this Xia General was tall, exuding a solemn and cold momentum, dressed in a dark green straight coat, wide sleeves, silver ferocious beast patterns, even more unapproachable, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle falcon, making people almost dare not look directly.

Mingyun didn't like such a banquet full of people and falsehoods, and she was even more unhappy when she saw Xia Qian. Mother's seat and General Xia's seat were next to each other, and during the banquet, the two of them drank and laughed from time to time.

On the desk, there are all kinds of delicacies, and the people in the house know that she loves sweetness, and they also serve a few pastries with her. Mingyun was full of plates and dishes in front of him, including red bean rolls drizzled with osmanthus nectar, beautiful soft candy cakes, jujube cakes sprinkled with chopped walnuts, fried fruits with crispy skin, and so on. These are all her favorite foods on weekdays, but today she eats tastelessly, she sat in the banquet, listening to her mother and General Xia reminiscing about the old together, they sometimes raised their glasses to drink, sometimes sighed lowly, as if there were endless words, endless old stories.

In the center of the banquet hall, dozens of musicians played behind the screen, and five rows of dancers in crimson dance costumes continued to twist their bodies with the music, smiling and pleasing the guests with their dancing postures.

Mingyun was irritable at this time, she frowned, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and began to drink the nut sherbet prepared for her. One after another, in the green glass cup in front of her, the walnut dew at the beginning was replaced by almond sweet rice milk, after the sweet rice milk was removed, melon seeds, peanuts and candy candied fruit were presented, and the sweet and greasy taste made her uncomfortable, especially after eating a sticky date, the insect tooth on her left side began to be restless, and it hurt violently a little bit. She hurriedly picked up a glass of water and rinsed her mouth, but it didn't seem to work.

She frowned, covering her left side of her face to look at her mother. Mother was still whispering to General Xia in a low voice, pushing and changing glasses with each other between words, the dishes on the table had already been cold, and the cups and plates were in a mess, only the wine in the wine jug was still steaming with hot wine.

Mingyun lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly, a dull pain that jumped between the ninja's teeth, and his hands were on his knees, clenched into fists. At this time, she couldn't help but think back to the New Year when she was in Quwo, at the big banquet, her parents were separated from her, and they talked coldly to each other, and every then, she only kept her head down and kept eating, thinking that the feast would end early. She didn't know why her parents were like this, and it seemed that everyone couldn't tell and kept it secret, she only knew that every time she saw her uncles and aunts walking together with her cousins and cousins with smiles on their faces, she would stop and look at them with envy for a long time.

She touched her cheek, and the tooth in her mouth was really like a grumpy worm gnawing at it, and the pain was sharp. Her hands clenched into fists under the desk, clutching the clothes above her knees.

"I know that today is actually your birthday, I have prepared the birthday gift, and I will ask Luo Ying to give it to you in a while."

"A few bones also opened this morning, I picked a few beautiful ones and drew them, remember, I used to draw them like this."

"Yin Yin's forehead is full of rouge flowers, like red plums blooming in the snow. Such a cheesy poem is only what you can think of. ”

"Bang-" A shrill voice interrupted the subtle atmosphere in front of him. In front of Mingyun's desk, a bronze cup filled with water was poured on the dark red hard tabletop. The water ticked down the table, wetting a large patch of apricot-colored new dress above Mingyun's thighs.

Fan Miaoshu frowned with displeasure, her cheeks were obviously flushed, she supported her head with one hand, and said in an unhappy and reproachful tone: "Why are there no rules at all, what are you doing?" ”

"Mother, my skirt is wet, I'll go out first." Mingyun took a trembling breath and suddenly stood up from the banquet. It's just that she rarely wears such a restrained deep coat and long skirt, and when she got up, she accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt, and when she couldn't stand steadily, "Ah! She fell to the edge of the table, and her sleeves were long, so she knocked down a piece of the cup on the table.

The right knee hurt from the corner of the table, the tooth hurt too, and the sleeve of the shirt was stained with the leftover soup, emitting the smell of cold food.

Mingyun touched his knee in pain, this time it was really painful, and tears were almost knocked out. She heard her mother put down her glass with anger. I also heard Xia Xiang's anxious inquiry. She immediately got to her feet, biting her lip hard.

Because of this sound, many people at the table looked over.

Fan Miaoshu lowered her voice and scolded: "Why is there no rules like this!" ”

Mingyun didn't speak. She raised her arm and tried to wipe the slightly wet corners of her eyes with her sleeve, but found that the sleeve was dirty, and she could only wipe it with the base of her palm. Biting her lower lip, she turned her head slightly, and in the afterglow of her eyes, she saw her mother pressing both hands on the table, frowning a pair of raised long eyebrows looking at her with anger, and the flush on her cheeks looked even more obvious at this time.

Xia Qian pulled her arm beside him, and his low voice was like a shabby Tao Xun, and he said to Fan Miaoshu: "All these years have passed, why are you still like this, you are angry when you say you are angry." Yun'er just bumped into it, just to change her clothes, she just knocked it, and the sound was quite heavy, and it was estimated that it hurt. ”

Fan Miaoshu snorted lowly, and said drunkly: "I don't have such a shameful daughter, it is really his daughter." "It's obvious that it's drunk and angry, but even if it's angry, it's like a knife cut in the heart.

Mingyun's eyes were slightly red, he held back his aggrieved tears, lowered his head slightly, and walked out of the banquet hall quickly. It was cold and windy outside, but she didn't even have a cloak on.

"Mingyun!" Fan Miaoshu shouted in a suppressed voice from behind, but Mingyun walked quickly and had already run out.

"It's all dead, why don't you hurry up and follow with your cloak!" Fan Miaoshu said to the servants.

Mingyun walked out of the door of the banquet hall quickly. Snow began to fall outside, and the yard was covered with a shallow layer of white. After leaving the door of the banquet hall, she could not help wiping her tears, and she walked out as fast as she could, until she was out of the courtyard. The servants followed her, and she didn't pay much attention, she only strode aimlessly, aimlessly. As she walked, she came to a viewing pavilion. Under the pavilion, she stopped.

She sighed. With this sigh, a cloud of white gas rose in the air. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and slowly crouched down in the snow, curled up together.

"Master!" "Master!" A group of people stopped with her, and when they saw her squatting there, they looked at each other for a while, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they didn't run far, fortunately, but the master is like this, how can they coax it?

Ah Wei has been following Mingyun, at this time, she hurriedly scolded the others, rushed to the front, squatted down with a cloak in one hand, and looked at Mingyun with a thick worry and panic in her eyes.

"Master." Ah Wei put a cloak on Mingyun, and when she called her, her voice was full of supplication and care.

Mingyun wiped her tears, didn't speak, and turned her head away from Ah Wei's gaze.

"Master, Madam didn't mean to say that you, it's so cold outside here, the wind is so strong, you can't catch a cold anymore!" Ah Wei shook off the cloak, bent down and put it on Mingyun and said, "Your clothes are dirty, let's go back and change your clothes." ”

Mingyun bit her lip, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, the corners of her mouth bent downward, her red eyes looked at Ah Wei for a moment, she lowered her head and turned her face sideways and said, "What are you doing when you change your clothes, is it difficult to return it after changing?" Where is my place? ”

After hearing this, Ah Wei's heart suddenly became sour, and a mist appeared in her eyes. She didn't know much about the matter between the adults and the lady, and she didn't want to and didn't dare to inquire, the more she knew, the faster she died, how many people had died in the mansion in the past few years.