Cherry pink sachets, the bottom of the same color wind, embroidery exquisite.

Yun Xiu's expression was indifferent: "Gongzi Xie has received his kindness, please take it back." ”

Xie Zongren wiped the fine sweat on his head and said with a smile: "The spring is cold, the sachet that my mother made for the girls in the house in advance, you can change different medicine cores in four seasons, and you don't have time to send it out, I didn't expect to meet the eighth girl today, my mother sewed it by herself, take it." ”

Yun Xiu turned around and lifted the curtain: "No, the house just made a new batch when the year was old." ”

"Go home." She said to Chun Tao.

Xie Zongren was left in place for a long time before slowly putting down his raised arm.

This scene was clearly seen by Ling Xiao upstairs, he hooked his finger behind him, and his entourage immediately stepped forward.

"What's in his hand?"

"It seems to be a sachet, something that the girl's family likes."

"Girls like it?" Ling Xiao was skeptical, "The eighth girl didn't ask for it." ”

The entourage wanted to cry without tears, how did he know why the eighth girl didn't want it, and it wasn't the roundworm in her stomach.

"But Gongzi Xie seems to be very frustrated." The attendant glanced again.

"There is no grass at the end of the world." Ling Xiao thought, Xie Zongren was frustrated about him.

……

I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

Xie Zongren slept very unsteadily this night, he first dreamed that in Huaibei, he was kicked out of the house by his uncles, and went straight down to Yangzhou, but the mother and son who received them were not old ladies, but Yun Xiu.

In the dream, surrounded by thick fog, only Yun Xiu under the door of the hanging flowers had a bewitching figure, wearing a bright red butterfly and a flower-wearing jacket, coiling his hair in a bun, looking at him with a smile, Wu Nong asked softly: "Xianggong, why did you come back?" ”

Xie Zongren was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he was taken into the house by Yun Xiu and went straight to the wing.

After closing the door, Yun Xiu took off his coat and hugged Xie Zongren from behind without warning, leaning against his back and saying, "Xianggong, the past is over, even if there is no Xie family, there is still the Yun family, and me, I will definitely help you, don't worry." ”

Xie Zongren couldn't help straightening his back and wanted to pull away the person behind him, but he couldn't move.

Until the air was mixed with the strong fragrance of plums, he pulled back a trace of reason, and he could have pushed it away, but the two of them were like lit dry wood, burning together......

The dream was too real, and Xie Zongren woke up in a daze, sweating on his forehead.

Wait for him to sober up a little longer, and find that he is out of control.

Since he fled to the north and fled south, he vowed that no matter what means he used, he would never let others control his own destiny or even his life!

Can be ...... today Xie Zongren kicked off the quilt, lay flat in large characters, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

In all fairness, from the first time I met her in the mansion, I fell in love with her, but I don't know why her eyes were always cold when she looked at him.

It was rare for the two to say a few words, all of which were her grievances.

Even so, he still dreamed of her, still dreaming......

Xie Zongren put one hand on his forehead and sighed helplessly.

After completely sobering up, Xie Zongren lit the fire folds, lit the oil lamp, changed his clothes, and went to the clean room to scoop half a bucket of water.

He didn't want anyone to know his secrets.

Late at night, the water was so cold that it was stinging, Xie Zongren gritted his teeth, put the washed clothes on the screen and dripped water, and there was a rustling sound outside the door.

His body stiffened, thinking that Zhang had another nightmare in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, so he quickly ripped off his pants, threw them into the bucket, took a deep breath, and calmly walked out to open the door.

"Mother, it's late, you ......" Halfway through the words, Xie Zongren paused, and involuntarily took a step back, "Why are you?" ”