The afternoon sun shone on Mingxiang, reflecting her beauty very gently. The floor was covered with thick goose feather cushions, and she knelt under the window, holding the little pavilion master in her arms, and a thousand words were gathered into a few short sentences, which were instilled in the ears of the little child.

She said that being born a woman is a gift from heaven, and that you must first treat yourself as a treasure so that you will not give others a step to look down on.

"Sister, you have to remember that you have your mother's love, you grew up in fine clothes and food, and you don't lack any good things. In case in the future, if there is someone who doesn't know the height of the sky, and wants to deceive you with a few good words and a little benefit, my sister will spit on that face and tell him to go away quickly. ”

Mingxiang's voice was soft, almost whispering. Shen Yuan was hugged by her, feeling that her arms were getting tighter and tighter, so that she would not hurt, and she firmly protected herself in her arms, as if she wanted to block out all the wind and waves.

Shen Yuan nested quietly under this care, and couldn't say what he felt in his heart. There is no doubt that Mrs. Mo Zhen loves her very much, and it is not bad for her to leave Syracuse City, and even the days on Peacock Mountain in the past were dull and quiet, but Shen Yuan has not had such a feeling of being guarded by her best efforts like this, for a long, long time.

The only thing she can remember clearly is that on the day she left Moqi's ancestral house and embarked on the road to Beijing, her adoptive mother held her in her arms and walked out of the gate step by step. After being tired for a long time, Mo Yuan's shoulders were not broad, but emaciated, but Shen Yuan was lying on such shoulders, her heart was extremely down-to-earth and calm, she knew with certainty that her adoptive mother would never let go of her holding her.

Mingxiang is only a few years older than Shen Yuan, but she has motherly feelings when she talks a lot. At that time, the little pavilion master was still very weak, and he loved to be sleepy in winter, and he had this peace of mind and comfort, and he wanted to doze off when he listened to it. Mingxiang didn't mind, wrapped the girl's clothes, and patted the vest as if sleeping.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Miss Mingxiang's words were like drops of water piercing through the stone, slowly engraved in Shen Yuan's heart. Her ears were still good, and she could vaguely hear what Mingxiang was still saying.

"In the future, there is still Snow City hurting you, I am also relieved......" Shen Yuan didn't know if Miss Mingxiang deliberately lowered her voice, or if she was about to fall asleep, the more she listened, the more unclear it became, "Good girl, you are suspicious in everything, but leaving Snow City to face you, it will never harm you......"

That's it...... At least in front of me, it hasn't hurt me from Syracuse City, Shen Yuan thought. Memories of Miss Mingxiang always put her at ease, more than any kind of soothing incense. The little ones resting on the bed were not in the way, she lazily asked the maid to move again, directly pulled the warm incense brocade, closed her eyes and lay down to nourish her spirit.

Winter is always prone to illness, Shen Yuan will be very careful, occasionally rest a lot, if she is not diligent and dignified, she doesn't care much.

Miss Mingxiang deliberately said so much to herself, as if she had foreseen today's events. Shen Yuan believed that he would not be mistaken, the affection in the eyes of the folding fan boy was obvious, and it was the same as when he looked at himself when he occasionally revealed his true feelings from Snow City.

Unless Away from Snow City is also making a show- Shen Yuan suddenly shuddered, opened his eyes suddenly, and waved his hands and feet uncontrollably, almost knocking over the little ones.

No, no...... She lay back on the pillow, pressed her heart, and tried to breathe in as gently as she could, forcing herself to calm down.

That's it, that's it, years of companionship, friendship of young acquaintances, what kind of person is away from Syracuse, how can I not be clear? I don't have to have an unwarranted suspicion for a so-called folding fan boy who doesn't know how to do it.

Long before this incident, she had already sent Scarlet Moon to let it out, and there was no need to investigate things that couldn't be found out for too long. People make it clear that they don't want to be known, and they blindly chase after them, but they may arouse the suspicion of the other party and call themselves in a passive place.

I can't find the slightest clue, presumably there must be some reason for the superior. When Chaotianzi's reputation when he was young, his suspicious temperament stretched to his descendants, and no matter how unpopular the side branch of the clan was, he could not be spied on.

Presumably, there will be no more. The suspicion in Shen Yuan's heart did not disappear, so he comforted himself by holding on, and waited for a while to see what else the other party could do.

Ten thousand steps back, even if it is really a dragonborn, it is probably useless to do such ridiculous things all day long. Just think of her Shen family in the northwest, guarding the border, generations of meritorious service, full of loyalty, is a loyal and pure minister who has to respect everyone in the Manchu Dynasty, and this Ling Su is really different.

Shen Yuan thought about it and felt funny: if he unfortunately guessed correctly, he didn't know how the Son of Heaven could endure it. The severity of that monarch is obvious to all, and it is only after decades that he gradually develops a benevolent style of government when he is older. The iron-blooded wrist has won the country, but the future generations are so unsuccessful, how can it not be a helplessness.

She will not sigh for other people's family affairs, it is the will of God to cover the ups and downs of the world, just like thousands of years ago, the Moyu clan was once extremely beautiful and noble, but now it is also hidden in the dust, mixed with the three religions and nine streams, and it is all living beings.

When no one disturbs her, Leng Xiang Oiran's mind is always as lively as this, and she can't think about it. She closed her eyes, sniffed the warm and slightly bitter soothing fragrance, and when she was about to sink into her dream, the door opened with a "squeak", and it was Scarlet Moon who came in with a spring breeze on her face.

"Girl, Yin Gongzi sent someone and sent a lot of things, saying that they were all newly laid mountain goods, please taste the freshness...... Whoa, does the girl want to sleep? It was all the slaves and maids who were negligent and did not remove these children. ”

"I don't blame you, I didn't want to call you." Shen Yuan sat up with Scarlet Moon's hand, pulled a plain shawl and put it on his shoulder, "I snooze all day long, and I don't feel like talking anymore." He has a heart, I won't lie down, you accompany me to see what is new. ”

There is a small pavilion master in the back garden, which is different from the cold incense small building with obvious characteristics of the water town, here is a thorough Jingshi style, the underground is paved with a kang fire road, and the room is warm when the dragon is burned, and it is okay to step barefoot.

The house is surrounded by bamboo frames, planted a few petunias, vines, and a little flower and grass fence to enclose a semi-independent courtyard. The front of the corridor was busy, and the servants of the state came to the villa in an orderly manner, driving the car to deliver things from the back door, and when Shen Yuan arrived, they had already begun to disassemble and resettle one after another.

Zhuangzi was busy, and the old man didn't come over, but sent his second son, a man in his thirties and a stocky appearance, to lead the way. Shen Yuan recognized him, he was a bit clever, and he was a steward in the second door of Zhuangzi. Second Steward Fang respectfully called a thousand children, and asked Shen Yuan to come forward and check it out.

The porch was full of new pine nuts, sweet apricots, shelled hazelnut kernels, and all kinds of dried fruits in seven or eight bags; The maize was strung with fine hemp rope, Jin Cancan loaded half a car, and the scarlet clouds took Shui Fu and Shui Yun, and spread them out little by little to hang the pillars, and several servants in the village were busy holding hands.