The fine hairpin squatted in front of the charcoal basin and took the charcoal, and said with a smile: "Everyone else is looking forward to having more sons, Mrs. Li, you are different from them." ”

"You are an ancient, you don't understand. Okay? Give it to me. After Li Pian'er finished asking, she got up and stretched out her hand to ask for a hand stove.

Li Pian'er, who took the hand stove, hurriedly walked out, and when she saw this, she shouted: "Mrs. Li, don't worry, it's cold outside, put on your cloak first." ”

Li Pian'er ignored it and opened the door. The hairpin had no choice, so he picked up the cloak on the hanger and chased him out.

Even if Li Pian'er is pregnant now, her steps are faster than that of the fine hairpin, so that the fine hairpin chased her halfway before putting the cloak on her, and then holding her arm.

When Yang left, he didn't take much with him, so the furnishings in the house were always as before. And since she left, Feng Yuxuan has never been here, he doesn't have much memory of the Yang family, and he doesn't seem to feel uncomfortable when he leaves.

When Li Pian'er arrived, the things were almost packed, they only picked up some valuable things and packed them, and the other things were just thrown away everywhere because of the urgency of time, and the whole house looked messy, as if it had been robbed by bandits.

Li Pian'er carefully stepped into the room with her skirt, and the ground was so messy that even the place to settle was almost gone. Under such circumstances, Li Pian'er had to walk extra seriously for the sake of the child in her belly.

Feng Yaojue, who was standing in front of the bed, saw Li Pian'er enter the house, and hurriedly greeted her: "Pian'er, it's not good to take it in the house, what's the matter with running here?" Be careful. ”

"I'll bring you a hand stove, you see, your hands are frozen red. Why is it so messy here? Why don't you just pack up your things and make it look like you've been robbed? Li Pian'er took one of Feng Yaojue's hands and turned the palm over, the tentacles were cold, and the eyes were even redder. She took advantage of the situation to put the handstove up, and then pulled his other hand to cover the other side of the handstove, and rubbed the back of his hand for him.

The hand stove is very warm, but it is only the hand of Feng Yaojue. However, Li Pian'er's meticulous concern for him warmed his heart. He looked at Li Pian'er's delicate face and smiled warmly at Li Pian'er: "It'll be fine here soon, you should rest in the house, but now that your body is inconvenient, you can't make a mistake." ”

"It's fine. I'm worried that if you freeze and get worse, it won't be good. You're really, you have to come over and help, and you don't bring anything to keep warm. Li Pian'er gently rubbed Feng Yaojue's hand, and didn't forget to take a few breaths of hot air.

The family members were busy in and out, Li Pian'er and the three of them had been standing in the corner watching, and Feng Yaojue would occasionally give a word or two of instructions on which things should be left, which things should be discarded, or how to place them.

After standing for a while, the fine hairpin shook Li Pian'er's arm and persuaded: "Mrs. Li, now that the hand stove has also been delivered, why don't we go back to the room first, don't be tired." ”

Feng Yaojue also persuaded in a timely manner: "Good, you go back to the room first, I will go back to accompany you when I am done, don't worry, I will be fine." ”

Li Pian'er raised her eyes to look at Feng Yaojue, let go of his hand, stepped over the obstacles on the ground with the support of the fine hairpin, and walked out.

"Huh? Wait a minute, isn't this the mandarin duck embroidered by Sister Yang? She didn't take it? Who threw away such a beautiful thing? These people really don't know how to appreciate it, fine hairpin, help me pick it up, it's a pity to lose it. Li Pian'er passed by the table, and when she lowered her head, she saw a white silk with only one mandarin duck.

The pattern on the silk has been completely embroidered, the water on the picture is murmuring, the grass and trees are leisurely, the distant mountains are hazy, the evening sun at the corner of the mountain is obliquely shining, the brilliant light spreads across the water, the scenery is very elegant and pleasant. However, the fly in the ointment is that there is only one mandarin duck playing in the water, which makes people look a little lonely and sad.

According to Li Pian'er's instructions, the fine hairpin stepped forward and picked up the white silk and handed it to Li Pian'er: "Mrs. Li, give it." ”

"Strange, when Sister Yang left, why did she forget this? By the way, there should be a peony pattern. Li Pian'er unfolded the white silk with both hands, looked at the light and looked at it again, and looked puzzled, thinking that she must have forgotten. Since this piece has been forgotten, the other piece will not be taken away.

When she heard this, she asked, "Then do you want the maidservant to bring you another piece as well?" ”

Li Pian'er waved her hand: "No need." The peony looks a little vulgar and I don't like it. And this one is beautifully embroidered, unique, and wasteful. Let's go. ”

Li Pian'er walked all the way back to the room, and the white silk would be unfolded by her from time to time to take a look, not understanding the meaning of the picture. She remembered asking Yang last time, but Yang's answer was hazy and she didn't understand.

The Yang family has now arrived safely in Jiangnan with his beloved, and he can be regarded as a lover who has finally become a family. The meaning that Yang originally wanted to express with this piece of white silk has long been meaningless, but this is indeed what she forgot in the mansion, and when she left that day, she didn't know that her sweetheart went back to pick her up in front of the Fengfu Gate.

Two days have passed like this, the golden soldiers still have no action, and the current emperor who went out of the city to beg has not returned, and this fruitless waiting has also made the people uneasy all day, and all kinds of speculations are coming, and today is the second day of December, and it will not be long before the Chinese New Year's Eve will be ushered in. At this time of the year, Kaifeng City must have been bustling with joy and joy, but this year it was full of fear and chaos.

At night, Feng Yuxuan's escape plan, which had been prepared for so long, finally took action. Just after the hour, they got into the carriage and quietly set off from the back door with a few wagons of goods, and they were to hurry to the dock as soon as possible, and the ship had been prepared by Fengyu as early as a month ago. At this time, the old lady Feng can only accept her fate and obey Feng Yuxuan's arrangement, which is better than waiting for death here.

The noisy night market of the past has also become a thing of the past with the war, and the empty and dark streets are only echoed by the sound of horses' hooves, and the cold night wind whins and blows, which is terrifying to hear.

Because they were leaving secretly, the carriage was extremely cautious when driving on the streets. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, they only lit a few gauze lamps that could barely see, so that the horses could walk easily.

"Pian'er, is it cold? What's wrong with it? Hold on for a while and you'll be there. In the dim carriage, Feng Yaojue stuffed Li Pian'er's hand into the depths of his fox fur, hoping to give her some warmth by using his body temperature. After walking such a long way, the stove of the two was already cold.

Li Pian'er leaned on Feng Yaojue's arms and looked unusually quiet, her smart apricot eyes lost their brilliance, and her vision became dull. She was so frightened that she felt a little depressed, and she didn't even want to speak. But in the face of Feng Yaojue's concern, she still responded, shook her head and said, "It's not cold, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." By the way, mother, how is the quality? ”

"The little official is asleep, very well-behaved, Mrs. Li is relieved." The fine hairpin and Aunt Li sat together, and now the child is being held by Aunt Li, and the fine hairpin is gently patting him on the side to comfort him.

At this time, Qian'er was still able to sleep peacefully, which gave Li Pian'er a little comfort, at least less worry about Qian'er.

When the carriage arrived at the dock, Li Pian'er also fell asleep in Feng Yaojue's arms, but she didn't sleep well, and she always woke up like a dream.

Feng Yaojue helped her tidy up her cloak and called softly: "Pian'er, wake up, we're here." ”

The cold wind wrapped in the cold moisture in the canal and blew on her face, and Li Pian'er couldn't help but shiver after getting out of the car.

Except for the faint glow of a few gauze lamps, it was pitch black, and the canal was so quiet that there was no sign of boat activity.