Nian Huan burned the letter paper in his hand.

Leaning against the window, silent.

"You envy her?" Cong Yao's voice rang out again.

For so long, it is enough for Nian Huan to get used to this sound that may sound anytime and anywhere.

Nian Huan smiled, and the golden forehead swayed slightly.

"What, aren't you envious?"

Cong Yao didn't speak.

Nian Huan looked out the window, his eyes were cold.

"I don't know about other people, anyway, I wanted to go to more places since I was a kid. However, my identity does not allow me to do so. ”

"Now that she is going to travel around the world, I can only plan my future in this little attic."

"It's not just envy......"

Nian Huan's voice was very soft, and his tone was very light.

Cong Yao heard the gloom from it.

She suddenly had the desire to speak her heart: "I have traveled all over the world, swimming among mountains and rivers. ”

Nian Huan didn't speak, silently waiting for the follow-up of his words.

"But later, it was ruined by a pair of scumbags and!"

Nian Huan: "......"

"What a sad story."

Nian Huan commented.

Cong Yao was silent.

"Bang Bang"

"Nian Huan, are you awake?"

There was a knock on the door, and it was the sound of a red whisk.

"Sister Hongfu, I'm awake." Nian Huan walked over to open the door, and saw a beautiful red breeze outside the door.

Red Whisk was not polite and walked in directly.

She first looked around Nianhuan's house.

The whole room is exquisitely furnished, and as soon as you walk in, the incense of the lotus makes people's hearts flutter.

The tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood are delicately carved with different patterns.

Everywhere is the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's home.

Near the bamboo window, there were a few pieces of rice paper on the rosewood table.

There are a few brushes on the inkstone, and on the rice paper are a few budding chrysanthemums.

The delicate brushwork seems to declare that the owner of the boudoir is also sentimental.

The bamboo window was hung with a purple tulle, fluttering with the wind blowing through the window.

"Just look at your room and know that your mother is good to you."

Nian Huan smiled lightly, knelt down on the side of the low desk, and cooked tea for Nian Huan.

"Mom is red, don't you know my sister? Now my mother values me, and I naturally have good food and clothing. ”

Red Whisk flicked her sleeves lightly and sat down across from her.

"Listen to you, I won't worry."

Hongfu took the tea from Nian Huan's hand and sighed.

Nian Huan looked up and found that her gaze was a little wandering.

"If I had been as thorough as you were earlier, maybe I wouldn't be trapped in this Mansion."

Nian Huan heard the words, and was silent.

Red Whisk is already in his twenties, and listens to the occasional chatter of the people in the pavilion.

It seems that she also had the opportunity to leave the Mingshi Pavilion in the first place.

But for the sake of one person, he stayed here.

Nian Huan can see that Mingshige's current mother, Mother Tong, also has a little respect for Hongfu.

Thinking about it this way, it is easy for the person behind the red whisk to guess.

Nian Huan was not curious about her story with the man.

There is a sentence that Nian Huan has always wanted to ask. Please also ask Sister Hongfu to solve your doubts. ”

The red smile and the hand propped up half of her cheek.

The red crystal earrings hung slightly, adding a bit of charm to her.

"You're trying to ask, why am I so nice to you?"

Nian Huan: "......"

Yes, she did want to ask that.

Red Whisk chuckled: "Because I envy you." ”

Red Whisk didn't explain what it meant.

After taking a sip of the tea in the cup, he stood up.

"Nian Huan, there are several distinguished guests coming in the evening." Red Breeze paused and reminded softly.

"There's one of them, and he's definitely your guest."

After saying that, she laughed before she left.

Nian Huan didn't look back.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that she moved her cold fingers.

Did Redwhisk find anything?

"No, I won't find out."

Nian Huan asked himself to act cautiously and did not show the slightest inappropriateness.

She tightened her hands and stood up with her teacup in hand.

Walk to the windowsill and pour the tea into the pot outside the window.

"Even if you find it, there will be one more life on your left hand and one more dry bone in the world!"

Cong Yao was silent for a while before he said, "You have changed." ”

Nian Huan pursed her lips and sneered: "Changed? No, maybe that's what I am. ”

Her aunt Li was born in Qinglou and taught her to sing and dance since she was a child.

Teach her how to please her father and brother and please men.

My aunt said that if she pleases a man, she will be able to find a good match.

But my aunt was wrong.

Before her aunt died, she tried her best to please her father and brother for many years, and sent her to the palace.

Even when she was dying, she didn't see her aunt again.

In the palace, she lived on thin ice.

It's not that there was no one to bully halfway.

However, she was the last one alive!

Those who had bullied her were duly punished.

She felt that she was different from ordinary women.

She has the ability to protect herself!

However, reality told her.

No matter how clever the mind is, there is no power to match it.

It's just rotten!

So, she started from Qu Miao.

It became Nian Huan!

When Cong Yao heard Nian Huan's words, he couldn't help but sigh.

"So, even if you later knew about the relationship between Qin Huarong and Zhongwangfu, you helped her."

The corners of Nian Huan's mouth raised lightly: "It's not, I didn't know her identity when I rescued her." After knowing it, he didn't regret saving her. Just because, I have no reason to hate her. ”

Her feud with the loyal king and the loyal princess.

What is the relationship with Huarong?

Cong Yao thought, if a person with means, beauty, and conscience is not successful.

So there are not many people in this world who can succeed?

If she had been able to be like Nian Huan, maybe the end would not have been so miserable.

The family is ruined, and everything is lost!

Speaking of Hua Rong, Nian Huan walked to the desk.

Crumple up the chrysanthemum diagram on the table and throw it on the ground.

I wrote a letter.

"I thought, I can't hide anything from her."

Night.

When I saw Feng Wei - the prime minister of Great Xia.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the red whisk did not see her thoughts.

Cong Yao thought, "Maybe she just thinks you want to climb the high branches." ”

Nian Huan didn't care what Hongfu thought.

She concentrates on serving Feng Wei.

I'm even going to get out of the way.

As a result, Feng Wei said: "You are keeping vigil outside the tent tonight." ”

Nian Huan: "......"

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When Hua Rong received Nian Huan's letter, he had just arrived at the border between Great Xia and Song, the first power of the Seven Kingdoms.

And she has been here for half a month.

It's not that I'm reluctant to go out of Daxia, it's purely because I can't get out.

"Customs Clearance Documents, Customs Clearance Documents, Customs Clearance Documents......"

When Xiao Wu pushed the door open, he unexpectedly heard Hua Rong's muttering again.

"Girl, you can't help it. We still can't leave Great Xia. ”

Hua Rong turned around and asked Xiao Wu: "Can I inquire about the things I asked you to inquire about?" ”

Xiao Wu nodded and said, "The slave maid has already inquired, Zhen Taishou and the female dependents outside the buyer will indeed go to the 'Guangde Temple' tomorrow." ”

Hua Rong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "This time, we can get out of the broken bridge." ”

Hua Rong put Nian Huan's letter away.

Rubbing his legs.

Nian Huan......

"It's your own choice, and you have to bear any consequences."

For Nian Huan, Hua Rong will not interfere too much.

Besides, the two of them are no different.

They all want power and want to climb up.

The means are different, and the path chosen is different.

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