In the blink of an eye, winter goes to spring, the moon sets silently, the green trees are thick, and the summer is getting longer.

Lush bamboo leaves are staggered under the clear sky, and the sun is drunk to create a faint warm fragrance.

Ming Shen wore a well-tailored lotus leaf flower Biluo skirt, lying leisurely on the rattan chair in the depths of the flowers to enjoy the coolness, the slender and white hand hit a light Luo fan, and there was a pair of instigation, a thick black hair was loosely pulled into a bun, and a few strands of broken hair naturally hung down in the ears, adding a bit of agility and elegance to the plain noodles of Chaotian, and the more lined with the skin like mutton fat, lazy and coquettish.

"On your thirteenth birthday, the plum blossom pattern jasper hairpin given by the eldest son, why haven't you seen the lady wear it recently?" Jing's mother bent down to pick up the peony that had just been blown off by the wind in the bushes, and didn't decorate any beaded bun in Ming, with a meaningful smile hidden in her eyes.

In fact, when she entered the palace that day and asked An to come back, Jing's mother found that her most precious hairpin was missing, but at that time, Duan Wangye looked angry, so she didn't dare to ask in detail. Later, when I saw that the young lady didn't mention this hairpin again, I felt that something was wrong, so I deliberately mentioned it today.

"Maybe I accidentally lost it somewhere?" Anyway, I can't remember, it's hard for the nurse to remember. Ming Shen gently shook the light Luo fan, with a light smile in the corner of his eyes, which was a thin crimson, like a peony on the side of the bun.

In fact, Ming Shen knew where the hairpin went, that day she came out of the agarwood pavilion, walked too quickly, the jasper hairpin eighty percent fell on the beauty couch, and afterwards she thought about going to get it back, but after all, it was different from uncle and sister-in-law, she was in the baby hairpin, and it could only be regarded as lost.

Jing Ma glanced at Ming Shen slightly, and said to herself: "I remember that day, it was thanks to Prince Rui who gave you medicine and bandaged, otherwise one of your hands would definitely have ugly scars." I really didn't expect that Prince Rui, who is known as the 'Fourth Master of Cold Noodles', also has such a pitying side, but after all, there is a difference between uncle and sister-in-law, and he is not afraid of attracting criticism? ”

Ming Shenyuan's clear eyes turned around Jing Ma twice, and suddenly smiled slyly, and there was no silver here: "What can you criticize?" Maybe people are just looking at Wan'er's sister's face and are willing to take care of my sister-in-law, or maybe they don't stand by because of their cousins' affection. ”

After hearing this, Jing's mother finally put her mind at ease, she knew that Miss was definitely not the kind of person who was contemptuous and self-inferior, let alone doing anything foolish, in the end, it was a girl she grew up watching, with a pure heart.

In fact, Ming Shen no longer thinks about the scene of that day, but after the nurse mentioned it so deliberately, some pictures instantly appeared in front of her as vividly as yesterday, and there seemed to be a touch of lotus fragrance left in her nose, which belonged to Prince Rui.

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly hit like a deer, and her mind swelled with emotions that were difficult to calm down, like the turbulent water of the lake, rippling with layers of ripples......

No, what she admires is the handsome Duan Erye, not the domineering and arrogant Leng Mian Si!

Just when Ming Shen's thinking was confused, a scroll of emerald green figures like a summer night wind lotus shook lightly in front of Ming Shen, pulling back her troubled and tangled emotions.

I saw Lingxi lying beside her with a smiling face, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Miss, it has just rained in the morning, and it's cool outside, why don't we go out for a walk, stay in the West Wing Pavilion all day long, it's almost suffocating people, I heard that the lotus flowers in the Hibiscus Pond are blooming beautifully, let's go and take a look." ”

Caifeng, who came back from washing the fruit, saw Lingxi's virtue of being coquettish and obedient to the master, and he didn't get angry, but he was just a foreign accompanying girl, and he was not a family child who served closely, and it was already very good to be able to follow him into the palace, but he was not satisfied, and he changed his tricks all day long to instigate Miss, and when he talked to Miss, he was full of you, me, and me, no big or small, and she really made her look at it.

As long as Caifeng's temper came up, she didn't care about anything, put down the fruit plate with a "bang", and said in an unkind tone at her: "Hmph, I don't think our young lady is worried enough, right?" There is no dignity in the eyes of Cheng Tian, and he doesn't know how to share the worries of the master, which will add chaos, make stumbling blocks, and make those useless moths! ”

Lingxi was scolded by Caifeng's merciless face, Qingli's face was instantly hot and embarrassing, and she knew that Caifeng was Miss's dowry girl, but she didn't dare to argue, she only whined bitterly and complained about her grievances: "Sister Caifeng misunderstood me, I also have good intentions, I can't bear to see Miss bored in the yard all day long, I just want to persuade her to go out for a walk......"

"Don't cry Lingxi, I understand you!" Ming Shen put down the fan in his hand, patted Lingxi's hand to show comfort, and then glanced at Caifeng fiercely: "Qingqing and quiet afternoon, you have been noisy, even if Lingxi is greedy and wants to visit the garden, it is not a wrong thing, can't you talk about it well if you have something to say?" ”

"Miss will only protect her, and I don't like her not keeping her duty." Caifeng said timidly, but she was very sad in her heart, and her eyes were red at the moment, but she also desperately swallowed the grievances into her throat.

Jing's mother hurriedly pulled down Caifeng and kindly persuaded: "Don't cry two girls, they were said by their own masters, there is nothing to be wronged about, how can anyone who is a slave not be said a few words." ”

But her words obviously had no effect, the more aggrieved Lingxi was, the more stubborn Caifeng became, and when Jing's mother saw this, she had to look at Ming Shen helplessly.

Ming Shen was so crying and fussing by the two of them, she felt even more upset, so she had to get up with the nurse's hand and said leisurely: "Let the two of them cry here, I can't be clean left and right, so it's better to go to the Hibiscus Pond for a walk and enjoy the lotus." ”

After speaking, he helped Jing's mother to walk out the door.

Seeing that she hadn't taken a few steps just now, Caifeng hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and chased after her without shame: "Miss and other minions, you said that you would take Caifeng with you wherever you go!" ”

Seeing Caifeng like this, Lingxi couldn't care about the grievances, and hurriedly chased after Ming Shen and said, "Miss, I know it's wrong, don't leave me." ”

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The twilight in June is not too hot, and with a drizzle just falling, the air is exceptionally fresh.

Ming Shen and his entourage walked on the zigzag white jade bridge, looking at the leaves of the fields being washed green by the rain, crystal clear, and even the air carried a fresh fragrance of lotus flowers, which was refreshing.

Ming Shen looked at the different red of the lotus flowers in her eyes, and the melancholy and loneliness of the flowers blooming in her heart, suddenly remembered the ballad sung by her mother, and couldn't help humming:

Bihesheng is a secluded spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers are green water, dense leaves and green smoke.

The beauty is empty, and the fragrance is passed on.

Sit and watch the frost be full, withering this red year.

If you don't get the roots, you want to be by the pool.

......

Jin Yanjiao, who led a group of maids and servants to appreciate the lotus nearby, vaguely heard the singing voice not far away, and instantly had an unusually strong sense of crisis, only hating that this voice was too moving, as cool and wonderful as Juanjuan stream, refreshing!