"The minister has a plan, even if Concubine Shen sends the news, it will only let the old thief Nalan move a stone and hit his own feet." Xi Linkun took the initiative to come forward and offer advice, and asked for instructions to speak closely.

Wen Xuan comprehended, beckoned him to come over, Xi Lin Kun's plump lips hung a conspiratorial smile, attached to Wen Xuan's ears, muttering for a long time, Wen Xuan's peach blossom eyes instantly burst out with appreciation and recognition of pleasure.

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The days are like the pages of a book that are turning quickly, rustling through the fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, the flowers are withering, and the autumn wind is rising, destroying the dry yellow leaves of a land, and blowing a tree red than the frost leaves of the spring flowers in February.

In the lonely West Chamber, the window shadow is dim, and the disc is like the moon, hanging alone in the deep blue night sky, lined with the fairy shadow of Chang'e in the moon, extremely lonely.

Ming Shen wore a thin collar of green onions and white skin on his shoulders, leaned in front of the big kang near the window of the warm pavilion, looked out of the window in distraction, the long river gradually fell, the stars sank westward, and a heart also rose and fell, and all kinds of flavors lingered in the heart.

Jing's mother pushed the door with the mahogany tray, sat down beside her silently, picked up scissors and opened the thick white yarn in her hand, and as the gauze fell off piece by piece, the lines of the palm gradually became clear.

On the bifurcated emotional line, there is a scar the size of a mung bean and white flesh.

Jing's mother frowned distressedly, and said regretfully: "Although Duan Wang Ye sent a lot of good plasters, this time the injury was too deep, and it still left a scar after all. ”

"The scar in the palm of the hand is not too big, and it is fine." Ming Shen saw that the nurse was sad because she felt sorry for her, and hurriedly smiled and comforted her.

With her left hand, she figured over the scar on her right hand that sat on the jumbled palm prints, as if it were a besieged chess piece, like a lamb to the slaughter, placed in a murderous chess game.

Besieged and unable to be saved.

Isn't that where she is now?

Thinking of this, Ming Shen couldn't help but hook his lips and laughed sarcastically: "It's good to leave a scar, it can make me have a good 'memory'!" ”

"What do you mean by 'memory'?" Jing's mother asked with a shush, and in an instant she understood that there was something in her words, and her eyes unconsciously drifted to Lingxi, who was making the bed diligently.

Ming Shen followed her gaze and froze on Lingxi's petite and delicate body, and her eyes overflowed with a lot of disappointment.

"There's nothing wrong with it, forget about the past, let's all be more attentive in the future, and guard against her."

Mother Jing sighed when she heard this, and disagreed very much: "Miss is too kind-hearted, like this kind of seedling who harms her master, like a dog that can't be fed, she will be bitten hard by her sooner or later, it is better to take advantage of the fact that the favor of the master and servant is still unbroken, and send her to marry as soon as possible......"

"Shh Ming Shen made a forbidden gesture, Jing Ma's voice suddenly stopped, and then, she saw Lingxi walking over with bright footsteps.

She squatted down to serve Ming Shen's wide clothes, and said with a happy smile: "Miss is also a blessing in disguise this time, and now even the prince is paying attention to our West Chamber, those snobbish minions look at the master and have money, and now they are afraid that they are not in a hurry, and they don't dare to snub us anymore." ”

Ming Shen turned her face coldly, unwilling to look at her expression anymore, and only said in a cold and clear tone: "Lingxi, you should step back first, and in the future, the matter of folding the quilt for me will be handed over to the nurse and Caifeng, and you don't need to work on your hands anymore." ”

When Lingxi heard this, his heart seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and his face was suddenly like earth, and he knelt on the ground busily, choking with tears: "Master, the slave knows that it is wrong, and blames me for being cowardly......"

"Say no more!"

Ming Shen interrupted her words in a cold voice, turned his back to her, closed his teary eyes and said: "Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great, you have been with me for ten years, and you have been angry with sin, even if you want to choose a good tree to live on, it is understandable, I am tired, you, retreat." ”

Lingxi is not stupid, she naturally heard Ming Shen's words, although she didn't hear the meaning of blame, but such a cold back was actually more embarrassing and uncomfortable than beating her and scolding her.

In fact, she didn't want to betray Miss, but Jin Yanjiao was such a powerful master, if she didn't do what she was told at that time, her flower-like face would be scratched by a wild cat.

If a woman loses her appearance, there is no hope in this life. So she was not wrong, if she could choose again, she would still rebel against the Lord to protect herself.

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Since the golden hairpin incident, Ming Shen has treated Lingxi with obvious disappointment, and Jing's mother has demoted her from a close maid to an ordinary maid, and she is not allowed to serve in the dormitory.

Caifeng Su Japan can't look down on Lingxi's pretentious appearance of pretending to be pitiful, and even more importantly, this time she hurt Caifeng's young lady who is more swollen than her own life, so she no longer leaves the slightest affection for Lingxi, and she throws her face at every turn.

After a long time, Lingxi was coldly looked at, and the grievances in his heart piled up, and he was sad all day long, falling into a depressed mood of guilt and uneasiness, unable to extricate himself.