Aunt Miao turned around.

"What else does Madame command?"

Song: "Look at how plain you dress all day, I don't know how mean I think I am - you take this pair of golden hairpins, and wait for the Dragon Boat Festival family banquet in a few days, so you can also support my face." ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand to pluck the hairpin from her head.

This golden hairpin is too gaudy, she is not worthy of such a world-class beauty, she can't find a place to throw it!

Song exonerated himself, and was reluctant to admit that he had changed his mind when he treated Aunt Miao.

Aunt Miao stayed for a long time before taking the golden hairpin from Aunt Zhao's hands.

Then, he thanked Song again and again, and then left.

Song looked into the courtyard through the open window lattice, and Aunt Miao walked past her line of sight, and she saw a pair of red eyes.

Aunt Miao pressed the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief to stop her tears, and her plain back looked extremely thin.

Song's heart was inexplicably heavy, and then he couldn't help but let out a complicated sigh.

She didn't know what she was sighing about.

……

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and the scorching sun is in the sky, and the green leaves are roasted listlessly, and only the summer cicadas hiding among the leaves chirp tirelessly.

There was a mat in the room, and Zhang Meishou was taking a nap.

She remembered that she had not heard such a noisy cicada chirping for many years. Her bedroom is always exceptionally quiet, and the palace maids and eunuchs who are sticky to each other never dare to be lazy under Ah Li's command.

In addition, she is greedy for cold and afraid of heat, and there is always an ice basin in the dormitory to cool down.

In those years, every summer day was always cool and quiet.

Life was certainly comfortable, but the long silence gradually made her feel breathless.

The days are long, and in the huge palace, there is not even a person to compete for, and Zhu Youjiao is busy with government affairs and never sees anyone...... Over the years, the good-looking and delicate hairpin ring clothes are picked up in the morning and unloaded at sunset, just for the mirror.

The good years are being honed like this.

Later, she didn't even have the motivation to beat herself, in her own words - she was like a bunch of canaries in a cage, eating and waiting to die, and living in a nightmare.

Well, the canary doesn't seem to be so appropriate, maybe it's more appropriate to replace it with a cat or a dog.

After all, she wasn't so free in the first place, and what she longed for was simple.

In a trance, Zhang Meishou felt funny, opened his eyes in a daze, and raised his hand to touch his sweaty forehead.

The air around her seemed to carry the heat of the steamer when it was first opened, making her groggy and half-awake illusion.

She seemed to see Zhu Youzhu, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, walking towards her, and his face, which was always gentle and untouchable.

She then realized that her demeanor was not good, and she would inevitably be criticized again if it was passed on - she remembered very well that once, Zhu Youzhu was in the dormitory all night to correct the recital, she was woken up by his cough, and said in a daze, 'Your Majesty is really disturbing', and the next day it was passed to the ears of the lady in charge by the palace maid, and was also noted down by the historian.

Thinking of this, Zhang Meishou hurriedly got out of bed and saluted, and at the same time sighed in her heart, "You can't be quiet after a short rest", but she only dared to sigh in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it.

But when she got out of bed and took a few steps forward to stand, the bright yellow in front of her suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings had already become clear.

Zhang Meishou stood there blankly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and discern where he was today.

She lamented that she was half-asleep and half-awake because she was bound to death by the rules of the palace and Zhu Youjiao, and the idea of daring to be angry and not daring to speak was really useless...... The more I think about it, the more humiliating it becomes.

When Ah Li walked in, she saw a little girl in a white undershirt, sleepy-eyed standing on the ground with bare white and tender feet, one cheek was still printed with a red mat print, and she frowned with a straight mouth, as if she was angry.

Ah Li was only angry when her own girl got up, and was about to step forward to make fun, but the expression on her face froze, and then suddenly became happy.

"Can the girl get out of bed and stand firm on her own?!"

Ah Li's voice was crisp and loud, suppressing the cicadas outside the window.

Ah Dou hurriedly walked in when he heard the sound, and when he saw Zhang Meishou standing there steadily, his eyes were red.

In her eyes, it was because of her negligence that the girl suffered from fire danger and leg disease, and it was because she felt guilty and uneasy every day, and her heart was tormented.

"Girl...... But can you go? Ah Dou didn't dare to step forward in tears, for fear of breaking something, so he only said in a seductive tone: "How many steps will the girl take and see?" ”

Zhang Meishou was dazed and raised his right foot.

Feet firmly on the ground, moving slowly step by step - this feeling of no longer needing to be supported by others is strange and familiar, and it is very grounding!

She can really walk!

Seeing this scene, the tight strings in Ah Dou's heart were completely loosened, and he suddenly covered his face and cried.

"It's a great thing that the girl can go, why are you crying!" Ah Li happily clenched her palms, and couldn't wait to jump and speak: "Go and tell the second master and the second wife!" ”

Ah Dou nodded vigorously, wiped his tears with his sleeve, turned around and walked out.

Zhang Meishou suddenly raised his head and said, "I'll go in person!" ”

She was going to tell her father and mother herself!

Zhang Meishou walked out of the back room step by step.

The green bricks in the yard were a little hot from the sun, and Zhang Meishou stepped on them barefoot, and unconsciously walked faster and faster—with each step, her mood became more and more cheerful, and even began to be irrepressibly excited.

At this moment, her heart was full of light and hope, rising and growing like a new spring shoot.

Ah Li, who came back to her senses, chased after her with her shoes, shouting happily and nervously: "Slow down, girl, watch your step!" ”

Zhang Meishou trotted through the promenade in the garden.

At the end of the corridor, someone saw the snow-white rolling coming, and subconsciously stopped and became vigilant.

"Bah, isn't that Zhang San!"

The girl who walked in front called out the name that Zhang Meishou hated to hear the most when he was a child.

The girl stared at Zhang Meishou who was getting closer and closer with wide eyes, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

How could she, her number one competitor, run out in a mid-coat and not even wear shoes...... A crow's black hair was draped over his shoulders, and half of it was still wet with sweat and stuck to his cheeks and neck, how could he be in a hurry and embarrassed?

plucked up the courage to persuade herself to come to visit Zhang Meishou and dress up carefully from head to toe Xu Wanxi, who was so shocked that her jaw was about to fall to the ground.

Said that the good head can be cut off from blood, but it can't be transfused?