Jian Hening said this about Ah Xiu, she still looked respectful, which became more and more ridiculous in Jian Hening's eyes.

"In the past, she was also a young lady from a scholarly family, but now that she has become like this, don't you think there is a big gap in your heart?" Jian Hening turned around and said as she walked, "I don't know, when your parents see you like this, will they feel that their daughter is too incompetent, and it is really a shame for them to not recover the family for so long." ”

There were not many people waiting in Shangshu Mansion, and Ji Ziqi didn't like to be lively, so he let people retreat early, leaving Ah Tong waiting outside the door.

Besides, when Jian Hening talks to her personal maid, no one will deliberately listen to anything, this new young lady, everyone doesn't know her temper, and they won't bother, let alone feel that something is wrong after listening to a conversation.

Jian Hening usually says that it is good, and Ah Xiu will not take it to heart, because no one else knows what kind of person Jian Hening is, but he knows that Jian Hening will not let her go, and he will always stay by Jian Hening's side, so there are some things that can be endured.

But for his former family and dead parents, Ah Xiu will never allow others to talk about this.

Ah Xiu's family was in the middle of the road when he was young, and he worked as a maid by Jian Hening's side at the age of six or seven, although he had lofty ambitions in his heart, but he had always been unable to implement it because of Jian Hening's suppression, and now that he is suffering from illness, he can't leave Jian Hening for half a step.

Facing Jian Hening's ridicule, Ah Xiu couldn't help but say: "Why hasn't the slave and maid recovered the family so far, doesn't Miss know?" Since Miss knows the inner thoughts of the slave maid, isn't it clear in Miss what she thinks about the slave maid? Miss is ...... I can't get used to seeing other people thinking in their hearts. ”

After Ah Xiu finished speaking, his palms were covered with sweat, and it was difficult for him to speak nervously.

After Jian Hening listened, she stopped, turned to look at Ah Xiu, she smiled, and then said, "I think you have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and you dare to talk to me like this?" ”

Jian Hening's smile contained a trace of the same malice, which made Ah Xiu feel scared.

Thinking that it is in Shangshu Mansion now, it is better to go back to your own courtyard and talk about it.

So Jian Hening turned around and continued to walk forward, saying, "What if I allow you to have your own ideas? What if you are like this, even if you restore the family? How many books have you read? How many poems can be said in the chest and abdomen? The name Ah Xiu will be with you for a lifetime, do you remember what your name used to be? ”

Jian Hening said with a smile, because she is above Ah Xiu everywhere, she is not worried that she will make any big moves, as long as Ah Xiu is still her maidservant, as long as Ah Xiu still needs her own jar of ointment, she must be inseparable from herself.

Ah Xiu held the jar of plaster tightly in her hand, she knew that if nothing else, she would survive under the oppression of Jian Hening in this life, because she was suffering from illness, only Jian Hening had a way to find the ointment for herself, this disease was difficult to talk about, and she didn't want others to know about it.

But when Jian Hening said this, Ah Xiu couldn't help but say, "Slave maid...... is named Xu Nianyao, Miss, and the slave is called Xu Nianyao. ”

……

Just like when Xu Nianyao first arrived at Jian's house at the age of six or seven, facing a small, porcelain doll-like Miss Jian Hening, Jian Hening asked with a smile: "What's my sister's name?" ”

Xu Nianyao lowered her head timidly and said, "The slave's name is Xu Nianyao." ”

Xiao Jianhe stared at the housekeeper beside him and said with a smile: "Xu Nianyao, how do you write it?" ”

The old housekeeper said with a smile: "Yan Wu Xu, today's thoughts, Yao characters, Miss learned yesterday, Li Bai's "Gulang Moon Xing" ......"

"I suspect Yaotai Mirror again, flying in the white clouds." Xu Nianyao lowered her head and said, "Miss, it's Yao from Yaotai." ”

The old housekeeper looked at Xu Nianyao with a smile, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and then thought that Xu Nianyao was originally a descendant of the Xu family in Qinghe, and it was normal to know some poems at a young age.

Jian Hening looked at Xu Nianyao, a trace of disgust crossed her eyes, but it quickly transformed into a simple appearance of a smile, she took the housekeeper's grandfather's hand, tilted her head and said to him: "He Ning also knows this." ”

There is such a young lady in the family, and the whole house is waiting in the palm of her hand, and the young lady herself is well-behaved and cute, and there is no one in the house who doesn't like the young lady.

The old housekeeper looked at the young lady with a smile, nodded and said, "This is natural, the young lady is very smart, and she will learn it as soon as she learns." ”

Jian He Ning grinned, then looked at Xu Nianyao again, and said distressedly: "But, the name Xu Nian-Yao——, is too difficult to pronounce, He Ning can't read it, since my sister wants to take care of He Ning by He Ning's side, is it okay for He Ning to take the name?" ”

The old housekeeper looked at Xu Nianyao, who lowered his head, and then looked at the young lady who was frowning as if she was distressed, and then thought that since they bought Xu Nianyao to serve at home, it would be difficult to use her previous name back, so it was also a fetter for Xu Nianyao, so it was better to follow the young lady's wishes.

"Okay, what name does the young lady want to give Xu Nianyao?" The old butler asked with a smile.

They laughed and discussed under the grape corridor that passed through the wind, and Xu Nianyao's hand under the steps was tightly held, until now, people are knives and I am fish and meat, there is nothing, and even the name and surname can not be left.

In order to stay in the Jian family smoothly, Xu Nianyao didn't say anything and let them deal with it.

"Why don't you call Ah Xiu?" Jian He's eyes flashed with joy, she looked at the old housekeeper, then looked at Xu Nianyao, and said: "The Han Dynasty Emperor Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Speech" wrote, 'Lan has a beautiful chrysanthemum and a fragrant chrysanthemum, and Huai Jia can not forget. He Ning liked this verse, so she called her sister Ah Xiu? It's easy to write and remember. ”

Jian Hening looked up at the housekeeper and asked for his opinion, the old housekeeper naturally had no opinion, he nodded, and said to Xu Nianyao with a smile: "Thank you Miss for the name, this can be regarded as throwing away the past and starting a new life in Jane's Mansion." ”

Xu Nianyao hung her head, then knelt down and said, "Ah Xiu...... Thank you, Miss, for the name. ”

Since then, there has been no more Xu Nianyao, and the Jian family has an extra girl named Ah Xiu.

……

But even after so much time, Ah Xiu still hasn't forgotten what her name is, every time she introduces her name to others, she says Ah Xiu, but every time she finishes speaking, she will silently recite her name in her heart - "Xu Nianyao".

Since the death of his father, the Xu family was destroyed overnight, only this name brought out from home can give him some comfort, but he was easily deprived by Jian Hening, only he gently recited his name in his heart, so that he can always keep himself awake, she is not just a slave of the Jian family, she can't just be a slave of the Jian family.

Jian Hening couldn't help but smile when she heard her say her name, and then walked towards her yard without looking back.

Ah Xiu knew what Jian Hening was going to do next, but she had experienced this kind of thing countless times, and she also knew that Jian Hening had a bad temper, no one knew what Ah Xiu had experienced here in Jian Hening, and she didn't know what the reason was, Jian Hening seemed to only lose her temper in front of Ah Xiu, as if she was only suppressing Ah Xiu endlessly.

But even if she knew that the road ahead was long and there was no time to return, Ah Xiu could only follow her back to her yard, and the itching on her back reminded her that she couldn't anger Jian Hening anymore, in the past few years of illness, Jian Hening told herself many times that if she was disobedient, then she would not give Ah Xiu the ointment.

There have also been a few times, Jian Hening did not give Ah Xiu ointment, Ah Xiu had to serve in front of her during the day, and endured endless pain at night, this kind of itching, even if the needle was pricked, it was a pain that would not help.

Ah Xiu was very scared in her heart, thinking of that kind of pain, she was a little frightened, why did she get sick, it should be Jian Hening who was sick, why would it be herself?

Why isn't it Jian Hening, shouldn't people like Jian Hening pay the price for this?

*

At this time, the front hall of Wanshou Palace is where Shen Shu lives, she sits in the courtyard, looking at the sunset in the sky, her eyes are empty, and she can laugh when she looks at the sunset.

Her eyes were watery, with a bone-chilling coldness, and she seemed to be able to see through everything. Ten fingers are delicate, the skin is like clotted fat, and the snow white is pink, and it seems to be able to wring out water. Zhu Lip smiled like a smile, and his every move was like a dance. The silky green silk hangs straight down to the ankles, and the fragrance of dancing in the wind can attract butterflies. The waist is slender, the limbs are slender, and she has a fairy-like temperament. Dressed in white, the purple and blue butterflies are full of dark shadows. A black hair is draped smoothly, and only a few strands are picked up and shallowly curled with butterfly tassels. Butterflies carved from the pearl of the night hang from the forehead, radiating radiant light. If you don't apply powder on your face, you still can't hide your stunning appearance. A crystal necklace around the neck is more and more clear collarbone. The jade bracelet on the wrist is lined with snow-like skin, a pair of gilt shoes on the feet are decorated with fluorescent gemstones, beautiful eyes flow, gently stepping into the threshold, the corners of the skirt are flying, like a pale butterfly that has lost its breath in the dark, the expression is indifferent, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and the corners of his mouth hook a smile, like fireworks ethereal and gorgeous.

A slightly simple plain shirt, elegant and refined, beautiful and natural. The dark blue silk thread embroiders the blooming flowers on the fabric, extending from the skirt to the waist, but it does not look enchanting, but adds a bit of cold temperament. A wide purple belt lightly wraps around the thin waist, showing a slender figure, but also gives people a sense of elegance and luxury. The light blue open gauze is loosely draped over the shoulders, the cuffs and neckline are decorated with tiny pearls, and the hollow butterfly pattern is just opposite the other side of the middle coat. Half of the green silk is rolled into a silk bun, and half is densely braided into a slender long braid, decorated with only a moon-white hosta, condensing a kind of softness and coquettishness. Use carbon black to draw willow eyebrows, which sets off the fair and delicate skin; The lips are simply smeared with light red lip red, which is delicate and cute. The afternoon breeze caresses the face and wakes up, the water red Luo skirt embroiders double butterflies, the beaded green silk willow moon bun, and a little red falls into the eyebrows. The makeup is right, lifting the skirt, Su He Yuli, just in response to the sentence out of the mud but not stained, the big eyes that are clear and pure and not demonic and agile are as black and bright as freshly soaked ink crystals, and there is a place of starlight scattered between the looks. This delicate child seems to be a fairy who has fallen into the dust by mistake and has been contaminated with a trace of dust, and just one glance makes people lose their souls.

Straightened to the impeccable facial features, meticulously discharged the beautiful outline, under the faint shadow of the flow of eyes, is a natural noble and melancholy temperament, like the snow orchid at the bottom of the secluded valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones. The fluttering skirt is wrapped tightly in satin, showing a delicate and seductive posture. The blue butterfly coat hides the fair skin. There are blue stripes around the perimeter, but if you look closely, there is a dark blue light. Crystal clear inverted drop earrings hang down and sway. The green silk scattered on the shoulders was pulled up with the hairpin of the blood-red bellflower flower, and the black hair like flowing clouds was inserted obliquely. Thin Shi Fandai, beautiful eyebrows like willow bends, and a light vermilion on the forehead, but it seems to be charming and moving. The slender hand put the red piece into the red lips, like blood. The lazy meaning is undisguised. The demeanor is blue.

The coat is covered with a thin white light veil, which vividly shows the beautiful figure. The waist-length hair was blown by the wind and flew all over the sky, and a few strands of hair flew mischievously in front of the face, which was even more elegant and natural. There was no ornamentation on the head, just a pale blue ribbon that gently tied a strand of hair. With a shallow smile, the pear vortex is faint, the hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes. The eyebrows are like green feathers, the teeth are like shellfish, the waist is like a bundle, and a blue chain lies on the wrist at will, which makes the skin white and shiny. The gaze is pure like water, occasionally with some melancholy, giving people a feeling of unreachable.

Jingyin stood quietly beside Concubine Shen, watching her look worse day by day, and couldn't help asking: "Concubine Niangniang, just saw him, can't you forget it like this?" Even if it's love at first sight, if you can't see each other again, it's time to let go......"

Shen Shu looked at the sunset and said abruptly: "Love at first sight, it's not that you fall in love when you see it, but after you see it, you can't forget it." ”

Jingyin was speechless, she herself had never experienced human affection, and she didn't know what this love at first sight meant, but now what Concubine Shen said was what it was.

Shen Shu lay on the chaise longue weakly and said, "It turns out that the mourning family doesn't understand, why are so many concubines really friendly to the emperor?" How could the emperor have so much friendship with them? Later, I realized that many times, many people can't get the friendship of the two lovers at all. At the funeral of the first emperor at that time, what were they crying about? Is it his unrequited feelings, or his young youth who died in the Forbidden City. ”