Chapter 2 Mrs. Le

With a jade pendant in one hand and a deed of sale in the other, Bai Xiuwen stood in front of the door of the Qinglou, with her jewelry box and clothes in the cabinet at her feet.

Both free and dazed.

In the window on the second floor, Oiran Zhao Qian'er had an unchanging smile on her face, her jade hand stroked the smooth window edge, and the female companion next to her jokingly narrated:

"I heard that Lord Lequsen was originally going to be promoted, but His Majesty the Emperor, who was far away in Luoyang, somehow made an urgent call and asked him to rush to Luoyang in the middle of the night. A big official just said to me, Le Qusen, I'm afraid it's going to be over. ”

"How can the emperor care about a mere Le Qusen?" muttered softly, Zhao Qian'er's eyes rolled, and she was charming, "What about her?" ”

"She's ......"

Pointing and pointing, as Le Qusen's family went to Luoyang, Bai Xiuwen's name became popular in a small place with a big palm.

The prostitute took the initiative to find a guest to be a concubine, but the guest was in big trouble, and unfortunately met a lady who was rightfully married.

It's a joke.

The most surprising thing is that the lady not only did not catch the foxy face of the prostitute and tore the long skirt of the fox's tail to hide, but also redeemed the prostitute and gave her a jade pendant with an atmospheric long face.

"What a good wife!"

"I really should let the family be jealous of the affinity and virtue of Mrs. Xuele......"

The laughter and conversation not far away was particularly harsh, Bai Xiuwen lowered his head to pack his things, and many young masters who had come to the Qinglou for a hundred days to live in idleness bypassed her, and quietly looked back to see what kind of goods Le Qu Senxiang had never stepped into the Qinglou.

Let people look at it, let people laugh.

Show people, give people smiles.

The wrapped fabric is heavy with a few dots of color, and something sparkling falls directly from the eyelashes.

Bai Xiuwen's eyes were blurry, and his fingers were groping for things.

The lower abdomen is slightly cool.

A few days later, Bai Xiuwen gradually understood that Mrs. Le was the most cruel smiling tiger. She knew that guarding her jewelry was just sitting on a mountain empty, so she wanted to do some work after leaving the Qinglou for two days, but no one was willing to use it, so she avoided it.

There is only one reason, although Mrs. Le went to Luoyang with Le Qusen, the servants are guarding the mansion, and the current people usually inherit the favor of the master, and the junior has come to the door, Mrs. said that it will be okay if it is okay?

Someone wanted to spend money to buy Bai Xiuwen as a companion, sticking it over sticky, smiling badly.

Bai Xiuwen responded, chatting, drinking tea, and singing songs, but he didn't sell himself.

"Cheap shit! What are you pretending!? ”

The richly dressed man slapped Bai Xiuwen on the street!

He asked her to accompany her, but she didn't want to?!

The man threw a handful of gold-streaked tickets and beat people with money.

Bai Xiu blocked it with his hand, and the side of his palm seemed to be scratched by a gold-patterned ticket of good material.

Yes, she was born in a Qinglou, but she was clean and self-conscious, and before Le Qusen, she never sold her chastity, not to mention that she had a fetus in her womb later, and the mother closed the door with her son. And the reason why I want to find someone to redeem myself and entrust my life is just because I understand that I can only become a beggar. It's a pity that she shouldn't have chosen Le Qusen, who has fallen into blood mold......

Bai Xiuwen fell to the ground, and then cried, and the man wanted to drag her, so she wiped the land plaster on her clothes and cheeks like a shrew, and shouted loudly: "Robbed the people's daughter!" Help me! ”

On weekdays, there are always vendors selling some bits and pieces of snacks on this street, and at this moment, the smell of crispy pancake rolls wafted in, which made the hungry Bai Xiuwen cry even worse.

"Murder, he's going to kill!"

The man watched Bai Xiuwen change from a little lady with fine skin and tender flesh to a scoundrel rolling on the ground, and his angry swear words came out: "Crazy woman! Folk girl?! You're a ......."

It was noisy and noisy, and the onlookers exchanged messages with each other, arranging all the music and prostitutes.

***

The carriage was bumpy, and the maid shouted for the convoy to stop for a while, so that the lady could eat some pastries to cushion her stomach.

As soon as the car stopped, half of the men in the group ran into the vegetation to complete a part of the metabolism.

Mrs. Le chewed the cake in her mouth, followed the crumbs with one hand, and asked vaguely, "How far is it?" ”

The maid replied, and stretched the food box forward: "Master, you have lost weight in the past two days. ”

Mrs. Le smiled at the maid.

Mrs. Le's name is "He Yi". Married to Le Qusen at the age of fifteen, he is nineteen years old this year, and he has no children under his knees.

One day when I was fifteen years old, the peach blossoms bloomed.

She is a small jasper, and she is a family member because of her "natal vitality".

But the reason doesn't matter, Le Qusen wants to marry her.

The two met in a hurry, and when Le Qusen stroked He Yi's white neck, the girl's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"It's a potential." The man only said this, and He Yi opened his mouth to ask, but he turned around and left.

So the girl caressed her neck, her face blushed unabated, and she watched Le Qusen leave after hiding from the door, only the back that was gradually moving away in her eyes, and the adults in the family couldn't hear anything in the small courtyard.

Then the two families came and went frequently, sent each other to the wedding, and set an auspicious day to get married. The bride and groom did not meet again, and He Yi himself was not good to mention, so he obediently waited for the day when he put on the wedding dress.

Occasionally, He Yi would guard the mirror, look and look, and feel beautiful for a while, and feel that the girl in the mirror is strange for a while, and her nose and eyes are strange.

Le Qu Sen...... Le Qu Sen...... How are you?

looked forward to it, until Le Qusen married He Yi.

On the day of the wedding, He Yi waited alone in the house, and under the gap of the red hijab was a pair of embroidered shoes in her inner eight.

The sound of gongs and drums just now made her dizzy.

Natal vitality may be a very powerful thing, so Prince Lequsen will marry her.

But He Yi did not feel a little more confident because of this, but was a little frightened. No one has explained it to her, her father and mother don't know, they only know that it is passed down from the blood of their ancestors.

"It's probably the cultivation of immortals or something, Gardenia can cultivate when she goes to Lejia, maybe she can live forever." He Yi's father smiled, and his mother took his daughter's hand and didn't speak.

"Aren't you going to ...... with me?"

Dad didn't wait for He Yi to finish speaking, shook his head, and smiled again: "Vitality, you have our family list." ”

So what exactly does it look like?

Bang –

The groom, Le Qusen, hit the wooden door, and the people next to him were in a hurry.

Click-

The bridegroom, Le Qusen, entered the cave room.

The person who couldn't see the road clearly suddenly became very steady, walked towards He Yi like a fly, and lifted his hijab.

……

"Master, you eat!"

Mrs. Le was stunned for a second, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into the mouth of the maid Li'er, who had been with her for many years.

"I'm full."

Among the five elements, Mrs. Le belongs to gold. Nothing else, if the vitality brought He Yi anything, it should be like what she did to Bai Xiuwen - sterilization. Why can't Bai Xiuwen even stand on his feet? No matter how strong Mrs. Le's aura is and how correct her position is, can she make a woman who mixes around all kinds of guests and the attention on the high platform tremble with fear? She knew she didn't have the skills.

Mrs. Le squinted and smiled at the maid.

She has dissected many mice, pigs, and sheep...... Or people, only to figure out the ancient books that the Le family borrowed from her to read, and how to change a person's body unconsciously.

Woman has two ovaries. He Yi ruined Bai Xiuwen two. In fact, it's not a big deal, after all, Bai Xiuwen won't marry in the future, and Mrs. Le said clearly at that time that a woman can only have one man in her life.

The maid Li'er took the food box and ordered the convoy to set off, and Mrs. Le was not in a hurry or impatient in the bumpy carriage, let alone showed any discomfort.

"The master's health is much better than ours."

"That's because you're lazy, usually idle."

"No, master, I'm diligent......"

The little maid is aggrieved.

***

Head south, the climate is milder. Bai Xiuwen looked out the window with a sad expression. A heavy rain moistened the world and blurred the vision.

Although she didn't have any good feelings about the fetus in her womb, if it was a real miscarriage and abortion, Bai Xiuwen was afraid of falling into the root of the disease, after all, there were many girls in the Qinglou who had unbearable abdominal pain when they came to Kwai Shui, and the appearance of shrinking and suffering made Bai Xiuwen frightened.

She cherishes herself, and she is confused for a while to commit herself to Le Qusen, and the days should go on well, what Mrs. Le said is not to be careful, anyway, Bai Xiuwen hurried to the south in order to avoid rumors and unnecessary trouble......

Swallowing rice porridge in small bites, her fine eyelashes drooped, Bai Xiuwen blew lightly, and ate a few vegetable leaves crunched, frowning.

It's too clear, no meat star, not fragrant.

Sighing, she poked her slightly bulging lower abdomen with her fingers, the child is already three months old, it is impossible to find another unlucky father, there is no way to go to the Qinglou here, and now she is sitting on a mountain empty, except for scolding the pair of dog men and women in Lejia, Bai Xiuwen really can't think of what she can do.

Along the way, it was not without inquiry, Le Qusen rushed to Luoyang, maybe to be promoted to a bigger official, but most people had never even heard of "Le Qusen...... There are even women who don't mind getting pregnant, so they want to give more silver-streaked tickets......

Secretly snorting, Bai Xiuwen poked her lower abdomen harder: "You, you, how much trouble has you caused, I still have to avoid it, otherwise I will choke you to death by eating persimmons." ”

After two days, Bai Xiuwen paid for the next few days. There was no way, she had to stay at the guest house.

However, the young shopkeeper who was hammering the abacus looked at the delicate-skinned woman in front of him a few more times, Bai Xiuwen smiled back, and he lowered his head and continued to settle the account.

For the next five days, Bai Xiuwen went out every day to find a cheap house, and used it as the remaining jewelry. Only Mrs. Le's original jade pendant was left, but the pawnshop price was too low, so who would be a fool to lose money.

What is interesting is that every time I look at the young shopkeeper, I always bow my head to settle accounts, often doing other things, and when I see Bai Xiuwen smiling, I also have to take the abacus and bow my head to "snap" twice.

In fact, there are a lot of women eating in the store, but maybe some people will look at some people inexplicably, based on this reason, Bai Xiuwen, who has been idle for many days, redressed herself, but her style was fresher and more elegant than usual.

One day, Bai Xiuwen was about to eat the usual light dish and soup, but the young shopkeeper abruptly pushed the door and put a plate of dumplings on the table silently.

After being quiet for a few seconds, Bai Xiuwen said as if she couldn't wipe her face: "Shopkeeper, the little girl didn't order dumplings......"

"Send you," the young shopkeeper was not a little worse than Zhile Qusen's appearance and aura, Bai Xiuwen actually felt that he was quite a husband at the moment, "I have lived for seven days, and I should support the small shop." ”

Bai Xiuwen's eyes were full of stars, and the young shopkeeper turned around and left when she saw it.

"Thank you, shopkeeper!"

As soon as the door closed, Bai Xiuwen hurriedly grabbed a steaming dumpling and bit it, well, leek pork! Fragrant!

Her lips burned, and the taste on the tip of her tongue was even worse, one after another, Bai Xiuwen simply didn't eat the "pig food" of one dish and one soup.

Who knew that after eating a whole plate of dumplings, her stomach was still not satisfied, so she lamented that she was fat, and at the same time cleaned up the "pig food" that she just disliked.

"Hiccup."

Bai Xiuwen covered her mouth, a smell of dumplings lingered on the tip of the pen, she suddenly felt nauseous, and said in her heart, the enemy in her stomach was so uneasy. I just suppressed the surging vomit, and I had to enjoy the hard-won dishes.

Morning sickness...... You're a wrongdoer!