The weather cooled day after day, and the fallen leaves on the street were scattered and spread on the road. Leng Xiang Pavilion sits in a prosperous area, there are good scenery at four o'clock and eight festivals, the big maple tree at the front door also began to hang the leaves, floated into the yard, and the sweep could not be finished. The lotus flowers in the jar have completely bloomed, and the big lotus leaves have also become sparse branches and residual lotuses, all of which have been cut and raised with roots for flowering in the next year.

The afternoon sun is quiet and warm. Shen Yuan took a nap, changed into a light turmeric collared feather satin shirt, a shirred skirt embroidered with small silver and red plum blossoms on an ivory white background, and a bud-colored feather satin placket with narrow sleeves, which was warm and fluffy. She didn't go far, she leaned against the window of the small hall on the second floor, put a teapot and a teacup, and held a chubby brocade cat to watch the street scene.

The cat is tortoiseshell-colored, and its nickname is "tortoiseshell", which was picked up by Scarlet Moon on the street. Shen Yuan was originally very disgusted, but at first glance, he felt that the kitten was dirty, skinny, and unfriendly, so he didn't like it, so he asked the maid to take it away quickly. Within two days, Scarlet Moon hugged her back, and the cat was washed cleanly, her coat was fluffy and soft, and her black eyes looked at people, and anyone who saw it was happy.

With someone to raise, the little tortoiseshell grew up very quickly, and had grown into a big cat, lazily nestled in Shen Yuan's arms, with slender eyes. Shen Yuan watched the cat grow up, and he also remembered something else in his heart, the child who was rescued by her and named it herself, recovered his injuries in the Zhoulai Villa, and sent to the guard department for many years. The years are forever long, Shen Yuan always forgets his existence, if it weren't for Yin Huai'an's greetings, she might never take the initiative to remember.

It's time for the kid to grow up, right? Shen Yuan squinted his eyes as a cat, and glanced up at the sun in curiosity, but he was caught off guard and his eyes turned black, and he immediately shrank back in pain, his eyes were stabbed and painful, and he couldn't stop crying.

Sure enough, sure enough, the sun can't be looked at. Shen Yuan lowered his head deeply, drew a handkerchief and wiped away his tears. The tortoiseshell didn't know what to do, and shrunk into her arms.

"Sister Yan'er, what's wrong?"

A delicate voice suddenly sounded, and it was the warbler who came up to speak. The appearance of the ink flower is really rare, so she can't help but be curious.

"It's nothing, it's just blind." Shen Yuan turned his head to look at Guanying and motioned for her to sit opposite: "Pour your own tea." After looking at it, I realized that the leaves of the trees are turning fast this year. As he spoke, he turned his face sideways, gently stroking the hair on the cat's back with his hand, and looking out the window casually.

Guanying was not polite, sat down across the small table, poured himself a cup of tea, and had a spicy tongue in his mouth, only to realize that it was a pot of ginger tea. put down the teacup, and looked at Mo Yuyan on the other side who had already put on his feather satin clothes, and became more and more puzzled: "Does my sister feel cold?" Now put on feather satin, and boil ginger water to warm up? ”

"Fortunately, I've always been more afraid of the cold than others, but now it's just winter, so it's not good to be in such a hurry to make a stove." Listening to Guanying's question, Shen Yuan smiled lightly and moved his arm holding the cat, "If you are not used to drinking, just put it there." ”

"Sister, this is a stumbling person, who doesn't know that you are in the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, what do you want." Guan Ying took a sip, half-jokingly joked, and also learned from her to look out the window with a sideways face, just in time to see a person at the door downstairs, and hurriedly waved a handkerchief at the opposite side: "Sister, sister, look, your son-in-law has come to see you." Without waiting for the Oiran to ignore himself, he stood up first and turned around and walked towards the stairs, leaving only a good voice behind him: "Do you want to go back and clean up?" I'm going to greet you. ”

"I'm tired." Shen Yuan saw Snow City from a distance, so he didn't bother to break his mouth with Guanying, let go of the cat, got up and stroked the corner of his skirt, and went back to his room. When I entered the inner room, the two maids were not there, and there was water in the copper basin. Shen Yuan cleaned his hands, opened a small pastel porcelain box, rubbed some gardenia oil-toned balm, and then opened the makeup mirror and carefully sorted out the broken hair on his sideburns.

Since the Qixi Festival, there has been no faith for a long time since Snow City, and Shen Yuan doesn't ask why, he keeps it at ease every day, and doesn't let himself think about it at all. When I first saw each other that year, Mo Chuan was older, and he prayed for blessings and put lights on every year, but he didn't know how many crazy men he had witnessed. She didn't want to be one of them, like the most inconspicuous little splash, drowning in the long river, wasting the joy of her life in vain.

The Qixi scene was too humble, and she didn't want to look back at it. Fortunately, although we didn't meet, we never stopped talking. Syracuse runs a music hall on the outskirts of the city, and there is a spice shop on another street, and she always gets the first copy of anything new. The dew of the white orchid last time was sent on her birthday. Shen Yuan thanked him and accepted it, but he put it on hold and rarely used it.

Scarlet Moon and the two looked at it, and they always felt that their young lady was dissatisfied, and it was difficult to declare their friendship when they were young. They often persuade that it is not appropriate to see people in the Tao illness, and it is a happy thing to see each other when they have a good complexion.

When their masters heard this, they often just tugged at the corners of their lips and were noncommittal. For her, the fate of falling by the river is vague, if it weren't for Shen Han's entry into Beijing later, and occasionally she recognized it as an old friend when she was young, this vague fate would have faded.

It's not that she is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, whether the two of them are in love or not, she thinks. However, there is not only love in this world, the former Snow City saved her brother, and the later Snow City saved her, the three of them seem to be in different circumstances, but they are actually alone. She understands, and she is afraid, and she refuses to lose something easily, and she will not let it go easily.

Who is the person in the heart of Snow City, Shen Yuan doesn't care very much.

The people in the Leng Xiang Pavilion don't know all kinds of twists and turns, they only look at the past in their eyes, and gossip has been spread for a long time, saying that the Mo Yu Oiran and the two little childhood sweethearts who have no guesses from the son are a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks. These occasionally reached Shen Yuan's ears, and she was not annoyed and never paid attention to them.

Shen Yuan thought a little farther here, and in the hall over there, Snow City entered the door, and was about to ask her if she was free, when she saw Guan Ying come out first, and the wide gauze shirt cuffs and the skirt swayed gracefully with her steps. In front of the pavilion master, Guanying didn't dare to lean forward to make a mistake, stopped three steps away, bent her knees and bowed, and said with a smile: "Leaving the son, let's sit down with me first, Sister Yan'er is cleaning up in the house, let's come." ”

Guan Ying said, while leading Snow City upstairs, opened the small flower room that Shen Yuan used to see Snow City, and turned around to see that the pavilion master also followed, so he smiled and said to Mo Yuyuan: "Mrs. Lao will sit with the prince first, and I will go to serve tea and snacks." ”