On the one hand, he thought of the "rain last night" in Tao Jiuniang's poem, and then thought of his past encounters, and suddenly had some inspiration, and wrote hard:

"Last night, Xiaomeng was old, and Chu Ying was still in the past. Acquaintance is unprovoked and empty, and I miss it if I don't miss it anymore. ”

Li Wanwan looked at the handwriting that had been produced, and was even more surprised in her heart, and unconsciously took two steps closer and looked at the beautiful italics.

Suning also stared at those few lines of poetry seriously, and a corner of his heart seemed to be suddenly pricked by a needle, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness: Even if many things are as light as they can be said on their lips, in fact, it is still difficult to really forget them in their hearts.

She grinned wryly at the corners of her mouth, and then wrote:

"The pavilions are cold and rainy, and the best time is like a dream. It is difficult to have love since ancient times, and the spring is still in the old people. ”

Li Wanwan was almost shocked by her swift literary thoughts, but she was a little uneasy when she silently recited the verses.

Suning bit his lip, slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he opened his eyes violently and wrote:

"Qing Ruochen dreams of me, and a red bean lingers alone. Don't ask where the infatuation goes, and there is no lovesickness and no fate. ”

Seeing her last word fall, Li Wanwan's heart trembled, and she silently recited "Don't ask where the infatuation goes, there is no lovesickness and no fate", guessing that she was still thinking about the Zhao family Saburo in her heart, and she was indignant for a while.

Suning bent down and dried the pen and ink, picked up the paper and handed it to Li Wanwan, looked at it carefully, and said with a shallow smile: "Give, Wanniang", and then frowned hesitantly: "If you don't like something, you can change it yourself." ”

She tried her best to hide the sadness that was gradually surging in her heart, and pretended to be very calm.

Li Wanwan blinked in a daze: "Yiniang, you ......", after thinking about it, she endured the words that were about to be exported, and changed her words: "Are you really willing to give me this poem to participate in the poetry meeting?" ”

Suning pursed her thin lips and nodded gently: "I'm afraid it will cause a joke for Wanniang." ”

Although modern women have more and better learning opportunities than ancient women, she is still a little timid when she thinks of the background of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Wanwan's eyes flickered, and she smiled slightly: "Yiniang, you are living more and more unconfidently." ”

She looked sideways at the house, inadvertently raised her eyebrows, rolled up the poem and hid it in her sleeve: "It's not early, I should go back to the house, you have to cherish it, I'll come to see you in a few days." ”

Suning also followed and looked out, looking at the sparse light outside, and couldn't help but show some worried looks on his face: "The sky is so dark, I think it's better to let Qin'er find the servants in the house to send Wanniang back to the house." ”

Li Wanwan shook her head, and while walking out, she said: "Why bother like this, Tao Yunshu said that I, Li Sanniang, can only dance knives and guns, and if I have to be protected by people after walking for a few miles at night, won't I make her laugh again." ”

Suning smiled bitterly, she is really rare to see such a strong woman, and she can't imagine what kind of situation Suning'er had been with her before.

Seeing Li Wanwan leave, Suning's nervous mood completely calmed down, and he was already a little tired after worrying about this day.

Qin'er helped her sit on the edge of the mirror stand, and the candle flame fluttered, revealing a haggard face.

Qin'er took off her makeup for her, and complained softly: "Today is really tired of Yiniang, that Tao Jiuniang is really hateful, she has already snatched Zhao Langjun, and she has to calculate Yiniang like this, this heart, I don't know what Zhao Langjun wants her." ”

Suning listened to Qin'er's words absentmindedly, looked at himself in the mirror, but began to think about it in his mind.

Watching the golden hairpin and jade crow taken off the bun, and the slender green silk fell to the shoulders on both sides, she thought about herself who used to have shoulder-length short hair, and she really missed it.

However, the previous life is destined to be a thing of the past, and the gentle and lively Suning has long been annihilated in the endless ocean with the tsunami.

Today is a complete farewell.

In this life, only by living the role of Suninger more nourishingly can I comfort myself in my previous life.

Well, then let's live like Suning'er.

There is no such thing as deception, calculation, bullying.

Even if there is, it can only be her calculation of other people's share.

......

It didn't take long for Shuang'er to bring hot water, scrub her body with Qin'er, change into dirty clothes, and was about to lie on the bed to prepare for sleep, but she heard Qingchun's voice ringing outside the door: "Can Yiniang sleep?" ”

Qin'er looked at Suning'er who sat up again in a daze, Suning'er nodded with her half-squinted, and Qin'er replied outside: "Yiniang is just about to sleep, Sister Qingchun, is the eldest lady here?" ”

"Oh, no", Qingchun's voice paused slightly: "The autumn night is cool, Yiniang will rest early, but the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mrs. instructed the slave to come and tell Yiniang that the Mid-Autumn Festival is not in the house this year, Mrs. said that she wants to take Yiniang to the Pure Industry Temple to live for a few days, and then return to the house after the festival, and will leave tomorrow. ”

"Pure Industry Temple?"

Several people were stunned one after another.

"Got it, Sister Qingchun."

Then, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house.

Qin'er and Shuang'er were in a daze for a long time, and Suning'er was also a little stunned.

After a while, Qin'er puffed out her mouth and said sullenly: "There are temples everywhere in this city, why does the eldest lady suddenly want to go to the Pure Industry Temple?" ”

Shuang'er shook her head: "I haven't heard the eldest lady mention it before", thought about it, looked at Su Yiniang again, and guessed: "Isn't it that watching the festival approach, I'm worried that Wanniang will take Yiniang out and cause some trouble?" ”

Qin'er pouted: "I'm afraid that's the case." ”

Suning'er snorted coldly: "You two stinky girls, don't guess." ”

In fact, she also thought of this layer, thinking that the mother was still a little worried about herself, it seems that the previous Suninger was really not a worry-free master.

Qin'er was already worried about being trapped in this courtyard all day, but when she heard the news that she was going to live in the temple, she was even more disappointed, and sighed sadly: "It seems that this year is really going to be completely cut off from this bustle." ”

"Okay, dead Qin'er, Yiniang is tired for a day, hurry up and pack up for Yiniang and let Yiniang rest."

Shuang'er urged Qin'er, and began to prepare to pack up.

Suning'er leaned on the head of the bed, just quietly watching the busy figures of the two girls, Shuang'er has always been careful, she will clean it up, and she doesn't have to worry about what will be in short supply after going to the temple.

......

To the east of Su Mansion, in the wing room of Jichen Courtyard, Su Jing had just returned from a party outside.

Zhou and Hui'er arranged their clothes with him, and smelled the smell of wine all over their bodies, which was very pungent.

Su Jing had a calm face, and waited until his shirt was removed, then he lazily sat on the stool on the side, and sighed bitterly at the round table next to him:

"The sea road in the new year is warm, and there will be a large number of overseas Hu businessmen into Beijing, and now the best shops in Chang'an City are almost all occupied by Tao Chongnatian Shehan, this guy is not satisfied, and he began to think about my Su family's mansion in the West Market."

Zhou also grimaced, and said unhappily: "Those shops have deeds, is it possible that he can still have the ability to rob them?" ”

"With the support of those nobles from the Beisi Yamen, he has his own means", Su Jing buried his head, and his tone was even lower: "I'm afraid that this year, the head of the market will also be the Tao family." ”

Zhou sat down uneasily, staring feebly at a dull mural on the wall.

Su Jing was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head, and glanced at the Zhou family with questioning: "I came back just now and heard from the servant, the thirteen mothers of Jingzhao Mansion and the girl from the Tao family have been here today?" ”

"I've been here."

"Oh, you're doing something stupid again?"

Zhou was furious, glared and scolded: "Su Jing, what are you talking nonsense? ”

Su Jing glanced at her angrily: "You have to stop the things that people give to A-Ning, who is that Thirteen Niang, the daughter of the dignified Jingzhao Mansion Yin, Liuniang, how come you don't even know this bit of current affairs?" ”

"Su Boluan, you also have to question the slave family about this? Didn't I know she was the daughter of Jingzhao Mansion Yin? ”

Zhou argued aggressively: "What am I for, you are worried about that girl's marriage, and you don't allow me to interfere, but I am always an aunt, you go to the trial yourself, what did the little lady of the Li family do with your precious niece all day long, either take her to Pingkangfang to find those faceless 'all knows', or go to the Persian Mansion to mix with those orchids, what kind of system does a daughter's family do like this." ”

Su Jing's face changed greatly when he heard this, and the confidence of Xingshi to ask for guilt before was suddenly gone.

"If that dead girl can really be elegant, learning some poetry and singing is considered to be her really talented, so as not to make people look up to her, but she doesn't want to make progress, and she will provoke some things that despise herself."

"Our businessmen's children, how much can you expect her to benefit", Su Jing reprimanded impatiently, but his voice became softer:

"Even so, you shouldn't have accepted other people's things in front of that Thirteen Niang, if this is spread, it will inevitably pass on the charge of being mean and lazy."

Zhou pursed his lips disdainfully: "It's not just a broken piano, what kind of storm can it stir up." ”

"You woman, I can't make sense with you."

Su Jing sighed helplessly, got up with a cold face, walked to the edge of the bed and lay down, and turned his back and didn't bother to take care of the woman anymore.

Zhou and Hui'er looked at each other, their faces were cloudy for a while, and then they retreated from Hui'er, extinguished the candle, and then lay down stupidly.

......