Jing Ning has never liked to dress up too publicly, now that she is married to a wife, she has to tie her hair and wear hairpins, no longer she can do whatever she wanted when she was young, Jing Ning gently stroked the sleeve skirt that Bing Wan made for her before she got married, the emerald background, and the light peach blossoms, reminded her of the greetings in the clothes when she received them, "The peach blossoms are burning, and I wish to agree with one heart." “

She didn't even give Jing Ning a chance to ask a question, the gift brought by the entruster, if it was really as decisive as when she was sent out of the palace before parting, why should she give a gift to arouse her thoughts, it was also ridiculous, Jing Ning thought that if she really saw her, what would she ask? Ask her why she didn't dare to admit their feelings for each other?

You don't need to ask to think of how Bing Wan will answer, "Why bother not to forget the evil fate that is not accepted by the world." “

But if it doesn't make sense, doesn't it exist?

"Ma'am? Have you been touching this dress for a long time? This dress is very exquisite, and it is specially sewn by the top embroidery lady in the palace, right? Ning'er interrupted Jing Ning's memories with a curious inquiry on the side.

"Ah, it's not an embroiderer, it's from an old man." It is only a few days before the closest people become old friends.

"It's really beautiful, this young lady's craftsmanship is so good, she must have married a good husband." Lemon guessed to herself.

"He's in practice. Jing Ning didn't answer positively and hid the identity of Bingwan, he is a skillful person, in his own psychology there seems to be nothing he can't do, and it is not difficult to make a dress.

"It turned out to be a female Bodhisattva, and when I heard my wife say this, the more I look at this dress, the more beautiful it becomes."

It's really getting darker and darker, and it's still not good to explain.

Jing Ning smiled lightly and asked, "Ling'er, do you have anything to eat?" “

"Madame, what do you want to eat, eh, eh, look at my memory."

"Just some white porridge, I don't pick my mouth." I've been hungry since yesterday.

Ling'er went out to get food for Jingning, and a group of ladies one after another, carrying all kinds of format pastries made by masters in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, jujube paste, mung beans, glutinous rice and mint. There are also four happy meatballs, roast duck and roast goose, steamed bamboo shoots, Buddha jumping over the wall...... The mahogany carved table was full of rosewood, "Ling'er, do you want to eat so much in the morning?" “

"I don't know what Mrs. is good to eat, so I asked the kitchen to hurriedly select the food made in the morning and present it to Mrs. So many things are still selected, which is a bit extravagant.

Jing Ning thought about it, left some vegetarian porridge and a piece of tea cake, and instructed him not to waste these, and not to be extravagant at lunch. Ning'er paused, stopped talking, and ordered them to retreat.

Seeing that I had finished eating, Ning'er kindly reminded, "Madame should go to the ancestral hall." “

"Hmm." Jingning, followed Ning'er to the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall is in the depths of the house, I have to say that the entire general's mansion is very clean, tidy, the ancestral hall lights candles and burns incense all day long, because no one approaches, a little more quiet, however, there is a small building with a closed door in the depths of the path next to the ancestral hall, looking at the mottled traces on the door, as if it has been abandoned for a long time.

"Where was that then?" Jing Ning pointed to the small building.

"Mrs. Hui, that is the Yanzi Garden, which stores all kinds of books of the first lady, but after the first lady passed away, no one is going." Ning'er mentioned that Madame Xian was always cautious.

"Ling'er, have you served Mrs. Xian?"

"I was fortunate to have been with Mrs. Xian for a period of time, and it turned out that Mrs. Xian liked this small building very much, and it was her most cherished treasure." When Ning'er mentioned Mrs. Xian, there was a kind of regret on her face.

Jing Ning is inevitably curious, what is this woman who lives in everyone's thoughts, what is she like, and she can ask if she has the opportunity.

Stepping through the door of the ancestral hall, An's mother's straight body stood in the hall. There was a chill all over his body.

"Madame, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time." An's mother's tone reminded Jing Ning of the teacher she taught in the palace when she was a child, and she was unkind at a glance.

"Mother An, I heard that since the death of Mrs. Xian, the entire General's Mansion has been taken care of by you, Jing Ning has just arrived, and Mother An needs to teach her more in the future, it has been really hard every year." Jing Ning politely asked for warmth.

Mother An heard the point in Jing Ning's words, this little girl is not very old, she speaks softly and softly, and she is distressed in her words, but she is also warning her, in the past, she was the master of the house, and now the happy housewife of the General's Mansion is her Zuo Jingning, Mother An saw her like this, and hurriedly changed her face, and said with a smile: "I heard that Mrs. was raised by the Queen Mother in the palace with the princess since she was a child, and she understands the rules and regulations more regularly than our General's Mansion, and she also knows the importance of rules and etiquette, but after all, you have to change the rules when you change places. Although there are no living elders in the General's Mansion, both men and women in the General's Mansion have been well-known figures in the past generations, and the new bride must pay a good visit. “

Mother An continued: "This ancestral hall is enshrined in the sixty clan elders, and here are the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the Lin family, there are more than 300 people with names and surnames, and each of you must be neat, loud and loud kneeling on the ground and bowing three times, grateful for their protection of the General's Mansion. “

Mother Ann watched the change in Jing Ning's expression, if she didn't worship, she would be unruly, and if she looked weak, she would be so tired that she couldn't get out of bed tomorrow. Let you know now that your surname is Zuo in the General's Mansion, and you are always an outsider.