Yu Yao's birthday banquet passed lively, the green plums were served on the table in a timely manner, the sweet and sour taste was also a hangover, everyone ate heartily, Yu Yao unexpectedly loved dyeing very much, and when she saw him for the first time, she couldn't stop calling him sweetly: "Brother!" Brother! Hai'an and Xiu Dye were both happy, and when the feast was over, the two were reluctant to part ways, which made Hai'an's personal maid joke for a while.

After sending all the guests away, when Hai'an returned to his room and began to clean his face, Shui'er quietly came in and cautiously chatted with Hai'an about repairing and dyeing.

"The big girl likes to repair and dye the son?" Shui Er asked directly.

"Uh." Hai'an was a little stunned, and then said, "It's not about liking or not, we have a difference between cloud and mud." ”

"What do you mean by that, girl?" Shui Er was puzzled.

"Brother Xiu Ran has a noble status, he is the person next to the prince, and I, just a young lady from an official family, and my health is not good, how can I talk to him."

"It turns out that the girl knows what his identity is, so I'm worried." Shui Er muttered.

"Why, you found out too?" Hai An asked, Shui Er nodded, and Hai An continued, "Actually, at the beginning, Brother Xiu Ran just wanted to use me to see my father. ”

"I also wanted to tell the girl about this, but our girl Bingxue is smart, and she can't hide anything from you."

"Alas, it's useless to think too much, it's better not to waste this time." Hai'an closed her eyes to recuperate, and Shui'er continued to remove the pearls and hairpins on her head.

Shui Er persuaded: "In fact, as the eldest daughter of the girl's prime minister's house, why is there a difference between cloud and mud? ”

Hai An shook his head and only sighed: "It's different." ”

Shui'er didn't say anything more, but silently grated for her.

After a while, Shui'er saw Hai'an yawning, so she said, "Girl, rest early." Hai'an nodded, and Shui'er waited for Hai'an to go to the bed, and when the curtain was closed, Hai'an could only hear Hai'an whispering: "Shui'er, I have a lot of pain on my body, you can light some soothing incense." ”

"Yes." Shui'er was very distressed, but she knew that the girl's disease had no cure, and she had to bear it every day, and she didn't even know when it would come to an end, so she quietly wiped her tears and secretly did as she was told, and then retreated to the ear room.

Seeing that her eyes were moist, Shuang'er was concerned: "Why are you crying?" ”

"Miss, she is not feeling well, so I lit benzoin for her."

Shui'er skimmed it hastily, but Shuang'er understood what she meant, and said: "Miss is a blessed person, she will be blessed by God, don't think too much, rest early." ”

"Hmm." Shui Er whimpered, thought of something, and suddenly said, "Do you know about the cultivation and dyeing of the Taichang Siqing family?" ”

"I seem to have heard two wind sayings, in the early years, it was said that he was young, wise and brave, and he emerged at the Beijing Poetry Conference, and he was a rare genius." Shuang'er thought about it carefully, and then added, "But later, for some reason, after that poetry meeting, this person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news of him. ”

"That's weird." Shui Er pondered.

"Who says it's not, good people, can it be just gone?"

"It's weird, let's not talk about it, I have to get up early tomorrow morning and have a lot of work." The water was blocked from exiting, and the candles were extinguished one by one, but the one in front of the window could not be extinguished, and the water hurriedly blew out the candles, and the firelight instantly turned into a choking smoke cloud that enveloped the whole room.

"Don't blow it next time, the smell of smoke is very big, smoke the clothes, go to serve in front of the girl tomorrow, and smoke the girl again." Frost lazily instructed.

"Uh, okay."