Shuying returned to his room from the main entrance, but saw that the osmanthus in the courtyard was heated, and it bloomed with the chrysanthemum in the past few days.

An Yue and Liluo have nothing to do, and eat osmanthus sugar cakes. So when the sun was right, they spread a big mat under the tree, and each of them climbed on the branches with their hands, and shook the osmanthus back and forth, crackling.

The breeze was blowing, and Guizi fell all over their heads. Both of them rolled up their sleeves, revealing their white arms, laughing and playing, and for a long time they didn't notice that Shuying was sitting and watching on the verandah in the distance, and time slipped by.

Maybe she found some clarity in Fangting, maybe it was Guixiang who was sultry, she didn't feel sleepy all afternoon, and there were a lot of things in her mind.

My father was going to get up from Kaizhou and return to Lanling soon, and according to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the exile sentence expired, and the prisoner was not allowed to stay elsewhere on the way back to his hometown. Although it was difficult for her to see her father when she was in the Huaiyong Marquis's mansion, she had to go back as soon as the filial piety period passed.

The younger brother, who was raised by his cousin who was an official in Beijing, should be six years old by now.

When he was born, he was all red, his little face was swollen and purple, and his eyebrows and eyes had not yet grown, but he could already see half of his parents. When he grows up, he must be a handsome man who can attract little girls to throw fruits.

After leaving Lanling for many years, I don't know if their old house is now full of wild grass, or if someone else has bought a house to live in......

In recent days, even Xiuqin has been discussing her marriage, and she rarely goes out to see her.

Sanfang and his ancestor Lu Cheng are great relatives, and as soon as the nine-month filial piety period expires, Xiuqin will be sixteen years old.

The marriage of the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion is related to the decency of the Marquis of Huaiyong, but it cannot be delayed or sloppy.

Lu Yang dragged his sick body, and he still had to see the young children of the people in the city every day; While the Liu family was taking care of the affairs of the Hou Mansion, he often inquired about his mother's house. The third room was very busy, and even the second and fourth rooms were mixed up before and after, and by the way, they were looking for a good family for their daughter.

There is no laughter in the remote courtyard of Xiuqin, one master, two close-up maids and three miscellaneous servants, it is really a door, lonely in autumn, and it is also fun to read and play the piano. Shuying felt that she was the most redundant one in the world at this moment.

At the beginning of Youzheng, An Yue brought a few dishes to the table. Liluo was picking cinnamon at the table, and at a glance, she felt that it was very light, so she wanted to taste a few more sweet snacks.

"Where's the chongyang cake that the girl made yesterday? I remember there were three, one we ate separately last night, and one was given to Du Niangzi, and there should be one left. ”

It was getting a little dark. Shuying took off the inky gray single-cloud cloth armor, casually put it on the hanger, took the oily green silk coat in the Hang Yueqing clip and covered it over the long gown, sat down in front of the dressing table and lit the candles, took a self-portrait in the mirror, took off the plain hairpin rings decorated on the bun one by one, and then put them into the mirror box one by one, and only used a wooden hairpin to hold the black sideburns, which looked even more generous, gentle and virtuous.

Listening to Liluo's muttering, she suddenly couldn't help laughing, "You, you think about eating sweets all day long, but be careful that you eat bad teeth, and when the time comes, it hurts, and it's too late to cry!" ”

Liluo held the bowl full of osmanthus flowers, put the tip of her nose into it and took a deep breath, the sweet fragrance lingering in the room.

"When sweets are made, they are for people. It would be a shame that so many people give up sweets for the sake of a good tooth! ”

"Probably I put it in the cabinet yesterday, but An Yue didn't find it."

After that, Shuying took Liluo to the small kitchen to get Chongyang cake.

Walking to the bottom of the rockery, Shuying suddenly stopped.

"Girl, what's wrong? Did you forget something? ”

"Liluo, when I first came to the Hou Mansion, the Hou Ye asked me to explain some things, was it your word at that time?" She clasped Liluo's hand tighter, and her voice was much lower.

Liluo's body trembled slightly, thinking that she had done something wrong.

"Yes, when I went out at noon that day, I happened to meet Feng Jiu, the little servant on Hou Ye's side, and he told me that Hou Ye wanted to talk to the girl."

The clear and bright eyes of the shadow flickered in the twilight, and the heart repeatedly deduced the bead chain strung together by these small details.

"I remember you called him 'Ninth Brother', do you know each other very well?"

"Feng Jiu's father and mother are the companions of Mrs. Xianhou, and he is the son of the Liu Mansion. My father and mother used to work with his parents under Mrs. Ofang, so we grew up together and knew each other very well. ”

The rockery behind him is cold and cold, and it hurts to lean on it.

Shuying was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "If I have something to ask Feng Jiu for something in the future, will he promise me in front of you?" ”

"Eighty percent...... Girl! What the hell is going on? If the girl doesn't say anything, I'm a little scared......"

"Don't keep quiet, don't tell anyone now, I'll naturally make it clear to you when the time comes."

She patted the back of Liluo's hand, silently soothing her emotions, and the two of them still walked to the small kitchen behind one after the other.

When he arrived at the door, Liluo grabbed the curtain in front of him, and stepped into the kitchen, wanting to turn sideways and let Shuying come in, but he didn't know what he saw, so he was stunned.

The candles were dim, and a black shadow squatted in front of the stove with his back to the door, making a rustling sound.

"Who?"

Shuying walked in quickly, protected Liluo behind him, copied a piece of firewood, and asked loudly.

The shadow moved again, and turned to look at them.

A short body, long thin cheeks, and a mouse-like look of timidity...... Who else could it be if it wasn't Xingxiang!

Looking at the palm lamp, there are several packets of scattered medicine on the stove, exuding a strong sour smell, which is the appetizing and spleen-strengthening recipe that Shuying has been drinking.

Xingxiang also hid a packet of powder-like things under her hand. Liluo was about to snatch it up to see what was going on, when Xingxiang suddenly shook her mind and quickly threw the thing into the fire hole on the stove.

Liluo only knew how to get the paper bag, regardless of the fact that she was burned by the charcoal fire that still had residual warmth. She hurriedly pulled the charred hot coal, took out the paper bag, held it in the palm of her hand and handed it to Shuying.

The originally slender and white fingers were blistered by the charcoal fire, and they became red and swollen when they landed.

Shuying immediately poured cold water from a gourd scoop on Liluo's hand, and his apricot eyes widened, overflowing with anger.

"Damn! No matter how much you want to stand up for me, don't hold the charcoal! ”

"Girl, I'm fine......" Riluo looked pained, frowning, but still forced a smile. Her other, unburned hand, put down the oil lamp and placed it on Shuying's forearm.

"You don't have to persuade me."

She glared at Apricot Xiang while comforting Liluo.

Xingxiang lowered her body and didn't dare to raise her head, and let out a miserable whimper in her throat.