Seeing the stupid Ruochu, Jing Wu knew that she had guessed, and she also knew that it was impossible for Ruochu to tell herself these privacy, in fact, her purpose was very simple, enlightening Ruochu: "You don't say I won't keep asking, I just want you to know that this life is your own first, and then someone else's, they can influence, but you must not easily decide whether you are alive or dead." ”

Ruochu only laughed at the beginning of this indignant and passionate words, too naïve Jingwen, "How can there be so many so-called truths, who of us can control this life?" Little Wangfu, my life may be lost at any time, how can I do anything myself...... It's my sister, you have the favor of the prince and come from a famous family, so there will be infinite possibilities. ”

If Chu is too smart and too clear, and the truth of the person can't convince her at all, Jing Wu is also unwilling to give up, since she wants to "save" Ruochu, she has to do it to the end, and her tone is deep: "People die like lights go out, if you hastily end your life in the palace, there will be more ridicule and sarcasm." If your relatives are convicted, it will make the people who love you feel heartbroken, maybe in three years and two months, you will completely disappear in this world, just like the fallen leaves in the courtyard, gone with the wind, ethereal without a trace. Is that what you're looking forward to? ”

Ruochu's face was full of sorrow, his eyelids drooped, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tried to suppress the emotion of breaking the embankment.

"There is still hope in life, and there is nothing when you die...... this sentence was told to her by her mother, who often said this when the family was in trouble in those years, probably to support herself.

It was just such a sentence and Jing Wu, who had been trying to persuade her not to give up, that made Ruochu's heart slowly warm, and sometimes, a word or even a look can save a heart full of holes.

Tears poured down, and the whole body instantly softened, and if she cried at the beginning, Qi Qiran's appearance couldn't help but make Jing Wu cry too. After moving her body, Jing Wu reached out and took Ruochu into her arms, and said softly in her heart: "Cry, just cry......"

The cold tide is bleak, the wind is howling, how many people feel that this cold night is the beginning of Ruochu's heartwarming, from this night, she decided to follow Jing, no matter what!

The sky had just been covered with layers of light, and a hurried back flashed from Ningshu Garden, passing through Zexi Lake, looking back from time to time, and finally, stopping at the back door of Wenxiangyuan.

I saw that she carefully stuffed a note into the flower pot on the right, looked around, and then lifted her feet.

After about a quarter of an hour, the back door of Wenxiangyuan creaked open, and the head of a maid poked out.

The maid held her breath and groped back and forth from the flower pot, and finally found the note, only to see the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the smug jumped between her eyebrows, and turned back.

The Ruyi twin lamps were shining, elongating the shadow of the woman in front of the mirror.

The maid is carefully combing her hair, and every stroke is gentle and appropriate.

The maid who had just taken the note went straight to the door, shook off the clammy coldness on her body, and whispered close to the master and said, "Regarding Ning Shuyuan, everything is under the master's control. ”

When Hui Ran heard Jin'er's report, she was not in a hurry, she was not surprised or happy, it seemed that she had made the right bet......

"Feiran, comb my half-moon bun today." Hui Ran commanded, with an unconcealed expectation in his tone, the prince will be back today.

Recently, it has been cold, and the Long Live Lord has some cold, and the Imperial Doctors have carefully adjusted and served them, so that people are not so worried.

It's just that when I'm getting older, I'm stubborn. No one can serve in front of the dragon couch, and he is thinking about Shen and Yongyan.

Although he didn't like Heshen, Yongyan had no choice but to focus on Huang Ama's body.

For half a month, He Shen accompanied the emperor Ama in every detail, especially about the government!

Most of the civil and military people in the Manchu Dynasty were either protégés of Heshen, or had interests with him, and even because the emperor Ama in the court gave Heshen to listen to the government and pass on his will, someone quietly gave Heshen the title of "Second Emperor".

Yongyan, who has endured for thirty-three years, knows that this is not the best time to compete with him, if he wants to grasp the seven inches of Heshen, he must keep his light and seek stability.

The New Year is approaching, and it has entered the middle of winter.

The weather, which I thought was not too cold, suddenly cooled down, and it snowed several times.

Prince Jia's mansion was cold, and the only one who had a smile was probably Fujin. For a few days, Jin Cheng accompanied Langjuan, and she was naturally in a good mood.

It's just that she is still thinking about Goya.

Goya hurt Ruochu, it stands to reason that she should be handed over to the Zongren Mansion, and no matter how bad it is, she should report to the prince and punish her. But since what happened, the prince has never stepped into the palace, and he is dedicated to serving the long live lord, and Langjuan doesn't want the prince to worry, so the matter is suppressed. So, Goya is still grounded.

In order to calm down, Langjuan went to the study, lit soothing incense, laid out rice paper, held a pen, rolled up her sleeves, dipped in ink, and wrote.

Lan Xin waited on the side.

Knowing that the master was restless, Lan Xin didn't say much, so she quietly accompanied Langjuan.

Adjust the breath, in one go, and the word "leisure" jumps in front of you on the paper.

After writing, Lang Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, can you drink some pear blossom milk tea?" Lan Xin handed it over with the cup.

Lang Juan put down the pen and took two sips, and the heart that had just been tightened relaxed slightly.

"Master, do you have any explanation for this idle word?"

Lang Juan smiled, looked at the word and said, "

In drunken dreams all day long,

Suddenly, I heard that the spring was strong and mountaineering.

Because of the words of the monks in the bamboo courtyard,

Stealing half a day's leisure. "It was about a moment of trance, and when the cup was opened, the water on the lid of the cup dripped onto the paper with a clatter. A word that was originally good was blurred by printing and dyeing.

Seeing such a scene, Lang Juan couldn't help laughing at herself and said, "Look, I accidentally [trapped] myself......

Lan Xin hurriedly removed the rice paper, chuckled and said, "Master, this is an idle character, it is already very good to run the palace and take care of everything." Even the Venerable Bodhisattva has a nap, which is a reminder to rest at the right time. It's the slave and the maid who are clumsy, and they can't even pour tea well, so they should be punished! ”

"You're going to have to flamm with Liuyingxue now, you really deserve to be punished!" Lang Juan said jokingly.

Xu was a little tired, and the Buddhist scriptures he planned to copy were also done.

When he walked to the road, he turned his head sideways and asked Lan Xin: "By the way, is the apricot cheese in the small kitchen ready?" ”

Lan Xinsoft replied to her sweetly: "I have prepared it for a long time, it is the food that the prince likes, and it is naturally cooked by Aunt Xiutan herself." You can rest assured! The slave maid sees that it's still early, so let the flowing firefly wait for you to rest for a while, right? ”

"Hmm" Langjuan rubbed her temples, feeling a little tired.

Liuying took Langjuan and instructed Lan Xin: "Lan Xin, the master said that Kaichun'er wants to plant more, you lead them to turn over the soil and take care of it!" ”

Knowing that she was suppressing her in front of other maids, Lan Xin was not annoyed, as long as she served her master well, she didn't mind. "Okay, I'll go!"

After the time, Sibao accompanied Yongyan into the mansion with heavy footsteps.

"Master, Hu Zheng said that Ruochu Gege was injured in the face by Goya Fujin, and he had been arranged by Fujin to go to Fujin's residence. I don't know what the situation is now. Are you going to Fujin or Fujin? Sibao said with his head down.

I saw Yongyan close his eyes in disgust and spit out: "Stupid thing!" After opening it again, his eyes were deep and obscure: "Let's go to Fujin first!" ”