"That, we've all heard about the origin of the background, and today is a family meeting...... "Yu Niang broke the stagnation and gently pulled Cheng Ying, "You say, your field today, Hugh pushed it to me." ”

Cheng Ying wiped her forehead. A slick of people's eyes brushed at her, and she was uncomfortable.

She cleared her throat, looked at the girl with the red plum gun on her back, and spit out three words in her heart: "...... Cheng Yingye. ”

Gui Yezi trembled. Although she knew almost everything, and her mind was confused a while ago and she couldn't distinguish between the past and the present, but now she heard others call her another name, and she still had a moment of trance.

She was too young to remember the past, and she didn't leave much joy and sorrow in her heart. But people are not ruthless, and the instinctive closeness in the blood is still responding to her, which belongs to the Cheng family.

Cheng Yingyu was also stunned. The three words that came out of my mouth were a little untrue.

The yellowing gap of time was broken, the long river of years came from the source, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty came to life like a dream, and saw the Cheng family with a big family, and the sea had never mulberry fields.

She vaguely remembered.

When she was locked in the Cheng family's splendid mansion, she heard the maids talk about it, saying that the second master died in a foreign country, and even the little girl who was still in swaddling clothes disappeared.

In the battle of Taiyu Pass, the dispute of power and desire was buried under the yellow sand outside the pass with the bones of loyalty, leaving the unfinished grievances of future generations, and the present dynasty is not clear.

Then the memory that was barely brought out from the vague fragments was that according to the Cheng family's ranking, she was thirteen, and the second uncle's little cousin should be fifteen.

"Fifteen...... Younger sister? Cheng Ying's hesitant and unfamiliar light call suddenly turned red.

The years are not old, and the things in the blood are still hot, responding to her.

is also responding to the girl who doesn't have any memory of the Cheng family.

So, time can't be cut off, and Gui Yezi feels it.

"Thirteen Sisters!!

Gui Yezi pounced on the ground, leaned on Cheng Ying's arms and cried, fainted and whitened, and cried like a child.

Cheng Ying's hands trembled, caressing the girl's head, at this moment, her whole body echoed, and the closeness and joy that had not been erased for more than ten years.

"Fifteenth sister, okay, it's okay, it's my sister's ......" Cheng Yingyu patted the girl's back, if she found the orphan of the Cheng family one day, what would it be like.

What a cold or joyful reunion with her, the thirteen girls who were locked in another mansion.

But I didn't expect that everything seemed to be logical, and it was familiar like it had been rehearsed thousands of times.

After all, it's a relative.

Everyone in the hall looked at it. Brother Gui and sister-in-law Gui cried with joy, Xiao Zhan was busy stuffing a basket of freshly steamed cooking cakes for Gui Yezi, and Rong Wei took out the treasured big knife and asked Gui Ye Dan to pick it up if he liked it.

Yu Niang was quite calm, and told her: "This pro is also recognized in the shop, go outside, or flower two laurel leaves, don't shout." I heard that Yao Guang's descendants are still alive, and the past is involved, and the birthday of An will not be over. ”

Cheng Ying wiped the corners of her eyes, and said yes one after another, but Gui Yezi's expression was a little strange, and she was keenly captured by Xiao Zhan, who had been looking at her.

"What, Yezi, do you still want to avenge your parents? It's a matter of the previous generation, even if you want to take a wrongful life, you have to think about it for Gui's eldest brother and sister-in-law. Xiao Zhan frowned slightly.

Brother Gui and sister-in-law Gui were also nervous, took Gui Yezi's hand, and persuaded her not to do stupid things, grievances go with the wind, and temple disputes are already difficult to break black and white.

Gui Yezi lowered his head, stirred the corners of his clothes and said, "I don't know, I just think this is the last point...... Something that binds me to my parents......"

After a pause, Gui Yezi raised his head and smiled at Cheng Ying, his eyes were shining: "Thirteenth sister, Ye Zi envy you, and the memory of the Cheng family for more than ten years, and what else do I have besides the surname Cheng...... A little bit can be implicated, only Taiyu closes......"

Cheng Ying was stunned. What is the feeling of looking for a little bit of blood to be involved in the vast and changed world?

She didn't know.

Therefore, it is impossible to judge the path chosen by "Cheng Yingye".

In May, the lotus lotus opened, and the imperial palace was hidden in the crimson sky.

Donggong is in a bad mood.

At this time, with the news growing wings and flying, the atmosphere of the three palaces and six courtyards was depressed, and those who passed by the East Palace accelerated their pace, for fear of hitting the tip of the knife and being wronged.

The sunlight penetrated into the study, and the red sandalwood bookshelves were all faintly shining, and all the palace people were sent outside, and there was only a young falcon under the corridor, probing his brain on the gilded shelf.

It's quiet all around. Or rather, too quiet. Douxi didn't dare to breathe, put down the teacup on the jade case, and took out a ruler to compare and compare: "Palace...... Your Highness, rest. ”

Zhao Xixing buried his head in the sea of piles of books, hummed noncommittally, Douxi glanced at the afterglow, and saw that the books were all folk books, such as "Yujiao Pear", "Pingshan Lengyan", "The Biography of Jin Yunqiao", "Spring Willow Warbler", "Snow Moon Plum" (Note 1).

Talented and beautiful women are in pairs, the good tutor blushes, the little lady bends her eyebrows, and Xiao Langjun scratches her heart.

Douxi was so frightened that she almost flipped over the teacup. How can these "shameless" books appear in the imperial palace? Even people who have a little bit of face in the folk are disgusted to take a look at this kind of book, which dirties the eyes of good people.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, these books...... Ouch hey, shame! If it is spread out, it will be stabbed in the sky! Douxi stammered more and more, and the hot sweat rolled down, "Your Highness, where did you get it from?" It's still in a pile! ”

"Huaiyang." Zhao Xixing didn't look up very seriously, and from time to time he raised his pen to annotate, nodded and groaned.

Douxi cried in his heart and grabbed the ground.

If King Xiaoxian got these books, it would be understandable, but he was lawless alone, and he pulled the "saint" into the water, which really deserved to come out of a nest.

At this time, Zhao Xixing closed the pages of the book, the black pupils of daylight spread out the shadows, and the temperature in the study dropped a few bits.

Dou Xixin raised his throat and said cautiously: "Is Your Highness looking for any answer?" ”

"She was angry that day. The main hall doesn't know what to do. Zhao Xixing didn't hide it, and said straightforwardly, "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, so I can only find a solution." ”

Douxi was stunned. Realizing that Zhao Xixing was talking about the day of the Taiye Lotus Pond, he was dripping with water in front of everyone's eyes, wet his robes, and chased after the woman, but he didn't catch up in the end.

Or rather, the woman avoided him at all. As soon as he chased, she walked more urgently, and when she finally left the palace, she kicked the red copper door.

Naturally, it is rumored to be a strange story in the palace, causing a storm in the world, and all kinds of rumors are made up.

Douxi sighed, and decided to face his little queen in this matter, so he said, "...... Isn't this rooted in His Highness? Why do you want to ride in the same boat with Miss Tang, and pretend to be a pair of lotus pond immortals? ”

exegesis

1. "Jade Jiao Pear", "Pingshan Lengyan", "The Legend of Jin Yunqiao", "Spring Willow Warbler", "Snow Moon Plum", etc., are all talented and beautiful novels that emerged in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Writing the love story of talented and beautiful women, most of its plot composition is an outing and a chance encounter, an inscription poem, a plum fragrance matchmaking, and a private lifelong contract. See the encyclopedia for details.