Chapter 92: Weakness of Heart

Yun Jiao looked at the hibiscus and seemed to be a little speechless.

"Girl, there are no outsiders here, so you can say it." Pu Jia urged.

"Mu Hibiscus, I heard that after Chen Huazhu bought a small courtyard in the imperial capital, he brought his wife and two sons together?" Yun Jiao asked.

"Yes." Mu Hibiscus wiped her tears: "It's in Daru Lane." ”

"Have you ever seen his wife?" Yun Jiao asked again.

"No, I didn't." Hibiscus shook her head.

How dare she?

Not to mention that she is not voluntary, or she and Chen Huazhu are willing, she is also unsightly.

"Did he ever tell you what kind of man his wife was?" Yun Jiao's tone was calm.

Mu Hibiscus thought for a while and said: "He didn't mention it to the slave maid, but there was a time when he accidentally touched the pain of an injury on his body, and the slave and maid heard him scolding and scolding in his mouth, saying words like 'Hedong Lion', and he thought that he was also quite a powerful person." ”

Yun Jiao nodded, looked at her and said, "This second way...... I said don't be rejoicing. ”

"The girls are all good for the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids are too late to be grateful, how can they not be happy." Hibiscus busied.

"Then I'll say it." Yun Jiao smiled: "This second way is to set up a way, you marry him." ”

"What?" Pu Jia was shocked: "No, that beast should die, it's not good if you don't let him die, why is he so cheap!" Never. ”

Hibiscus also widened, as if he felt a little strange and a little disgusted.

Yun Jiao didn't speak, just looked at the hibiscus.

Mu Hibiscus paused and said, "Girl, can't you have any other way?" ”

Yun Jiao shook her head, she could think of these two items, it was already a lot of effort, if there was a better way, how could she not say it?

"The girl...... Can you allow me some time? Ai Ai asked.

This is not a trivial matter, she doesn't know what to do for a while, she needs to calm down and think about it.

"This is your life's work, you think about it carefully, and then tell me." Yun Jiao looked at her with a smile: "No matter what you decide, I will rely on you and try my best to help you." ”

"Thank you, girl." Hibiscus knelt down as she spoke, tears streaming down her eyes.

"Don't cry." Yun Jiao got up to help her: "The matter has come to this, it's useless to cry, it's time to think about it."

It is not too early, go back and wash and sleep early, and you need not be sorrowful about the things of tomorrow, and I will go with you then. ”

"Yes."

Today is the vigil.

Aunt Qian had a maidservant vigil at night, and Yun Jiao also felt sorry for the maidservant, so she never asked the maid to keep vigil outside, but now that she wants to, there is no one available.

You can't really ask Mama Li to come to the vigil, right?

However, the leaves and hibiscus took turns sleeping on the collapse of her outer room every night.

Seeing that Mu Hibiscus was gone, Pu Jia couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but ask her again: "Girl, is it true that Mu Hibiscus only has these two ways to choose?" ”

Yun Jiao couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her scratching her ears and cheeks: "Otherwise? ”

"I don't know." Pu Jia was a little frustrated: "I just don't want to cheapen that Chen Huazhu for nothing, but I don't want Mu Hibiscus to die with him." ”

Yun Jiao sighed: "How could I be willing to do this." ”

"That'...... If Hibiscus agrees to follow him, will he be a concubine with him? The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became.

"Let's wait and see how Hibiscus is chosen." Yun Jiao already thought about it in her heart, and she didn't think much about it: "I'm also tired, so let's get water and take a break." ”

Early the next morning.

Yun Jiao got up and went to her grandmother's place to say hello, then went back to the courtyard for some breakfast, informed her aunt, and then took Pujia and Mu Hibiscus to the guest house.

Although Chen Huazhu said that he had a yard outside, he still prepared his guest yard at home.

Originally, when he was not famous, he lived here, but now that he has some fame in the imperial capital, Yan Huan will naturally not drive him away, and he will be much more polite than before.

The home is not bad for this guest house.

Chen Huazhu didn't come for a few days.

Yesterday, I heard that Yun Jiao was back, so I hurried over, saying that it was the New Year, and I wanted to make a portrait of the old lady for the New Year.

I was very happy to hear Yan Huan, and praised him for thinking about the source of drinking water.

He was very happy when he heard it.

"Go knock on the door." Yun Jiao stood still, ordered Mu Hibiscus, and glanced at the courtyard by the way.

The courtyard is empty, just against the courtyard wall planted with a cluster of green bamboo, accompanied by a few small rockeries on the side, looking from afar, the white wall green leaves and green tiles, but also quite a bit of artistic conception.

Hibiscus's eyes were blue and black, showing that he hadn't slept well last night.

Standing in front of the door, his nervous hands were shaking, and his face was pale, but he still stood stubbornly.

The girl has come here for her, and she shouldn't disappoint her.

Raised his hand and knocked softly on the door.

"Little prodigal goods, you can be regarded as willing to come." The wooden door opened a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and a slender hand stretched out to pull Mu Hibiscus's wrist: "I called you last night, you still take Qiao with my uncle, and I want you to look good today." ”

Hibiscus screamed in fright and took a few steps back.

"Dare to run, believe it or not, ......"

Chen Huazhu opened the door and chased out.

Hibiscus ran behind Yun Jiao and hid.

Chen Huazhu chased two steps before seeing Yun Jiao, and couldn't help but want to retreat into the house.

But after taking a step back and standing still, the left and right sides were seen, and it was useless to hide at the moment.

"Nine girls." He simply stood on his feet and arched his hand at Yun Jiao as if nothing had happened.

Yun Jiao pursed her lips and smiled at him: "Painter Chen is polite, you seem to be very familiar with me, a servant girl?" ”

"Generally, I am familiar with everyone below, and I am familiar with everyone." Chen Huazhu smiled dryly, and coughed lightly, but he still felt a little weak: "That...... It's funny with the hibiscus girl below, don't mind the nine girls. ”

Yun Jiao just smiled and didn't say anything, looking at him lightly.

Chen Huazhu's heart became more and more uneasy, and he couldn't help but ask again: "I don't know if the ninth girl is looking for ...... below."

Yun Jiao looked up at the sun in the sky: "It's warm today, I said to go around the garden, I happened to pass by here, and I remembered that the maids in the courtyard went back and forth last night, saying that the painter Chen brought a letter to the hibiscus, so I simply came with them to get it." ”

"That's how it is." Chen Huazhu rubbed his hands on both sides of his clothes, and he didn't know what to say.

"Where's the family letter?" Yun Jiao looked at him with a faint smile, as if she didn't know anything.

Chen Huazhu didn't have any letter from Lao Shizi's family, it was just a casual lie, so that the little maid in the Pianjiao Pavilion could pass it on.

How did he know that Yun Jiao would follow, how could he get the letter at this moment? He's not a trickster, and he won't be able to do it for a while.

Seeing Yun Jiao staring at him, he couldn't help but sweat in his palms.

He hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "The book is called to be forgotten at home, and it will be taken to the hibiscus girl tomorrow." ”

"Yesterday so late, Painter Chen went home?" Yun Jiao asked with a smile.

"Yes." Chen Huazhu's heart was empty.

But looking at Yun Jiao's casual questioning, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Thinking about it, Hibiscus can't have the face to mention that incident to this nine girls, the nine girls are boudoir women, and they are still young, so they can't listen to such a thing.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt at ease.

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