Xinjiang Fan's Annex, Mingyun Inner Bed

In her dream, she was alone in darkness, and she was afraid to run out, only to find herself standing in an empty schoolyard, which was endless and surrounded by black mist. From the black fog, there was the sound of dogs barking, and the wailing and screaming of men and women, which grew louder and closer, and she covered her ears and began to run around, but wherever she ran, the voices clung to her. Suddenly, the sound disappeared, she stopped, took away the hand covering her ear, but as soon as she moved, she heard the sound of the bowstring tightening from behind, and turned her head, only to see the third uncle pull out the bow and arrow and prepare to shoot at her, the sharp tip of the arrow flashed with a cold cold light.

"Third uncle, it's me." She shouted in panic herself.

The third uncle's face was cold, and he said coldly: "You are the one who killed." You, an unfilial daughter, not only do not look like your mother, but you also want to harm your mother and your brother. Today, I will put an end to your mother's obstacle. ”

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't know that piece of snack was poisonous." She covered her head and argued loudly.

"If it weren't for your ignorance and easy deception, how could your brother have died at a young age, and how could your mother have secretly wept at night, all of this is to blame."

"No!" She shook her head desperately, trying to cover her ears, but voices flooded into her head from all directions. "It's all your fault, it's all you, it's all you, it's all you!"

She tried to flee, but found that she could not move, and at this time, the third uncle released the bowstring, and the sharp arrow flew out of the string, straight into her eyes. She couldn't move, her feet seemed to be surrounded by black mist, and she watched the arrow get closer and closer to her, closer and closer!

With a scream, Mingyun sat up from the bed violently, his eyes widened, and his heart was beating violently in his chest, knock. She gasped rapidly, her face was faintly pale, and even the corners of her forehead were sweating.

Tonight is Ah Wei's night, she was secretly napping, and suddenly there was an exclamation from the master in her ears, and a frightened spirit woke up instantly. She hurriedly looked at the bed, saw the master sitting on the bed panting heavily, knew that the master was having a nightmare, and hurriedly came to Mingyun's side, and comforted Mingyun softly while helping Mingyun breathe: "Master, don't be afraid, it's just a dream!" ”

At this time, the nurse Bai Xin also heard the sound and entered the bedroom, walked quickly to Mingyun's side with a worried face, touched her sweaty forehead, quickly put a dress on her, poured a cup of warm honey water, and said, "The master is having a nightmare?" Don't be afraid, Aunt Xin is here, Aunt Xin is with you, come, drink honey water, suppress the shock. ”

Bai Xin handed the water cup to Mingyun's mouth, and Mingyun shook his head after taking a small sip.

Bai Xin didn't force it, put the cup aside, patted Mingyun's hand, and said, "The dreams are all fake, don't think about it, it's still early, close your eyes, go to sleep, Aunt Xin is here watching you sleep." ”

Mingyun looked at Aunt Xin in a daze, didn't speak, and after a while, she put her forehead against Aunt Xin's shoulder socket, closed her eyes, and sighed almost inscrutably.

Sleepless nights.

The next day, Mingyun got up early, because of the dream last night, she was depressed and not in good spirits, and after grooming properly, she leaned on the couch and was stunned. When it was time to eat, Ah Wei came over and said as usual: "Master, I just asked, Madame is in a good mood today." Are you going to say hello or do you just pass the meal? ”

According to the etiquette, Mingyun had to go to his mother to say goodbye before breakfast. But since my mother only sees her when she is in a good mood, most of the time she eats behind closed doors. Therefore, every day, there are people who come to report the mother's mood. If it is said that she is in a good mood, it means that her mother is willing to see her, and she can go to say goodbye; If you say that you are in a bad mood, then don't even come, and you won't see you when you come; As for the mood, it is possible to meet, but it is also possible to refuse, depending on luck.

Mingyun listened to Ah Wei's words, stood up, and said, "Bring my cloak and go and say goodbye." ”

Mingyun's house was very close to her mother's main house, and it was not long to arrive. As soon as she arrived, someone went in to spread the word.

Every time he stood outside the house and waited for the word to spread, Mingyun would hurry up to the point of anxiety. She stood outside the courtyard, using the tips of her shoes to pull the snow from the ground, and she would not go in. Bai Xin, the aunt in charge behind her, was afraid that she would be frozen, so she reached out and fluttered the snowflakes that fell on Mingyun's hood, and put another stove in her hand, and persuaded her over and over again while busy saying that the house was warm, come into the house to warm up, and the hot venison soup had been simmered.

Maybe it was too cold outside, or maybe it was because he saw the white and frozen red cheeks and the falling snow on his head, Mingyun obediently returned to the house.

It is rare to have breakfast with her mother, Meng Yun has a full appetite, a plate of red bean corn dumplings drizzled with osmanthus nectar, a bowl of erosive venison porridge with pickles, and several unique cakes and bait snacks tasted a piece each. After her mother Shi Miaoshu washed, she only sat on the edge of the bed and drank a small bowl of snow fungus bird's nest porridge with honey, and Luo Ying and others began to dress up.

Meng Yun finished breakfast and had nothing to do, so she ran to her mother's house to comb her hair.

The snow has stopped, the wind is not big, the window in the house is open to breathe, outside the window is a plum blossom forest, most of them are red plums like red glow, there are also a lot of white plums like snowflakes, but the one near the window is the best, the rich red is like cinnabar, the room is full of its flower fragrance, very fragrant and smelly.

Her mother sat in front of the large bronze mirror of Shuangluan, dressed in a dark amber coat, with white plum blossoms on it, and a dozen little slave girls kneeling in a row behind her, holding makeup boxes or jewelry plates. Her mother's hair was only half-combed, and her long hair, which had not yet been coiled, glistened like an inky brocade in the winter morning light. Meng Yun sat sideways by the dressing table, tilted her head, dragged her cheeks, and quietly watched the pretty combing maid flip dexterously with her bare hands, and soon, her hair was coiled into a high Wangyun bun without any mess, and then Luo Ying began to pick out hair accessories in the jewelry plates in the hands of the little slave girls, and carefully brought them up for her mother one by one.

"This hair is so beautiful." Meng Yun touched his hair and praised.

The pretty maid with combed hair is called Fan Ying, her face is white and delicate, a cherry mouth is dotted with some rouge, thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, she has a very unique taste, and her voice is also good, "It's our lady's hair is good, and it looks extra good when it is braided, and when you grow up, the slave will also give you one." ”

"You can plate one for me now, I'll pick a few beaded flowers, and you can put them on for me." So, Meng Yun opened the makeup box in the slave girl's hand one by one, took it out when she saw what she liked, picked and chose for a while, and took out a large handful of jewelry.

Shi Miaoshu glanced slightly, and there was a faint smile on her face that was originally cold, as if she found it interesting. Meng Yun deliberately coquettish, after taking it, she put two complicated beaded flowers on her head, turned her head to hug Shi Miaoshu's arm, and asked delicately: "Mother, do you look good?" ”

Shi Miaoshu glanced at it and said, "My jewelry is naturally good-looking, but you don't look good when you wear it", she paused, raised her hand to remove the two messy beads on her daughter's head, and said, "The little girl doesn't need so much jewelry, this young face can't compare to any gold or jade." She gently slid down Meng Yun's round and full cheeks with her fingers, and then Fan Ying followed Shi Miaoshu's instructions to tie a vermilion pearl hairband to each of Meng Yun's two small round buns.

"That's pretty much it." Shi Miaoshu said.

Meng Yun still wore a red, pomegranate-red bearded suit today, a vermilion hairband, and a round face with a red flutter, which was very cute. Shi Miaoshu looked at it for a moment, felt that it was still short, held Xiao Meng Yun's face and looked at it for a while, then wiped a little rouge from her red lips with her index finger and put it on Meng Yun's forehead.

Meng Yun turned her head to look at the bronze mirror, a little carmine on her forehead, she smiled happily at the bronze mirror, revealing a small white tooth, Shi Miaoshu looked at Meng Yun in the mirror, it seemed that she was also infected, and she laughed shallowly, smiling, like breaking the ice in spring, bright and incomprehensible.

Mothers rarely laugh. If time can stop, this is probably the happy moment that Meng Yun wants to keep the most.

The time of winter always flies quickly, and before you know it, half a month has passed. Aside from the occasional nightmare, the rest of his life is peaceful and orderly. For Meng Yun, sleeping until he woke up naturally in the morning, lying in the quilt for half an hour, dressing up and having a meal, it didn't take much effort, and half a day passed. In the afternoon, I played with the children of the Fan clan until the sun went down, and when it was dark, it was time to go to bed.

Mingyun's mother, Shi Miaoshu, is the eldest daughter of the Fan family, and with the status of the Fan family in the Jin Kingdom, except for the daughter of the royal family, there are few who can be more noble than her.

At this time, Shi Miaoshu leaned on the soft couch by the window, with a few small pillows of white fox fur behind her, and the couch was covered with an off-white fur soft blanket, and the ruby pearls were falling around the blanket, and the patterns were complicated and luxurious, and the red tassels falling under the beads were long, hanging down to the carpet.

Shi Miaoshu is undoubtedly a very beautiful woman, no matter in terms of appearance or posture, every move reveals the word beauty, even if she is now wearing her hair and facing the sky, she is still moving when she is not retouched. As if she hadn't seen her daughter enter the house, she was still leaning there with her head propped up, her eyes not raised, and her face was expressionless.

How long will it be snowing outside? There was only ——, sound of snow falling.

The room was quiet, Mingyun stood three steps away from the couch, wanting to tell her mother everything just now, and wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms, but her mother didn't look at her or speak.