Ling's mother also limped up and went to the cabinet to rummage through the medicine that could be used.

Seeing this, Sima Guansheng asked with concern: "Mother Ling, how is your injury?" Why don't you let Ru Shuang take the medicine for you first? ”

Mother Ling pretended to respond lightly: "Second girl, the slave woman's injury is fine, you put your heart back in your stomach." ”

Sima Guansheng saw that Ling's mother didn't want to worry about her, so she didn't say anything more, and quietly looked at her red and swollen hands.

At this moment, she realized that Jiang was still old and spicy, and she still underestimated the enemy too much, and let the other party calculate again.

Is it because you haven't worked hard enough? The Prophet of Uncertainty has not changed in the slightest.

In her previous life, she stupidly thought that this beating was really because she had corrupted her style and was to blame. But at this moment, she realized that she had so much to blame, just that she had made meat on someone else's chopping block.

What's even more ridiculous, she actually healed the scar and forgot the pain, obviously she had experienced it once in her previous life, but she still couldn't avoid it. is also full of confidence that the other party is just finding fault because of the lesson of others. She complained, complained that she couldn't remember what she had endured in her previous life.

Tonight, it was another sleepless night, not only because of the pain in my hands, but also because I was confused about the road ahead.

In the following days, Sima Guansheng closed his door, kept himself in the house in the name of recuperation, and occasionally went out, just walking in the courtyard to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air.

The pain and helplessness made her fall into the quagmire again, and she stayed in this quagmire and did not want to come out, not unwillingly, but unable to find the rattan that pulled her out of the quagmire. There was darkness in front of her, and she couldn't see a glimmer of light when she looked around.

Sima Daiyuan originally wanted to come to Lichun Pavilion to visit Sima Guansheng, but was forcibly stopped by Zhong Xiaoniang.

Two days later, on the day of General Chu Minghong's Yao's birthday banquet.

Sima Qu rested in the Wuwu Pavilion last night, and it was really difficult for him to open his mouth to tell Zhong Xiaoniang about participating in the birthday banquet. I simply avoided it, cut it first and then played, and waited for the banquet to end, and then talked about other things.

He knew that the woman had to be dressed, and when he got up in the morning, he went to Qilan Xuan to greet the old lady, and then sent someone to prepare the carriage and congratulatory gifts.

Wu Pavilion, Su Xiaoniang Su Shuyan's residence.

Su Xiaoniang sat in front of the dresser, and the maids and ladies were busy combing her hair before and after.

She was wearing a new skirt that had been made by the tailor two days ago, a wide-sleeved dress with gold brocade in water red color, the skirt color was slightly lighter than the blouse, and the outer layer was covered with a layer of tulle. The cutting and workmanship are very careful, revealing her good figure.

The snow white under her neck makes her even more sexy and charming.

Mother An reached out to get a burnt blue-dotted emerald butterfly-shaped hairpin on the dresser, and wanted to put it on Su Xiaoniang, but Su Xiaoniang suddenly stopped her.

"If you don't wear this, you want that golden silk beaded peony hairpin." Zhong Xiaoniang's eyes looked at the somewhat exaggerated and slightly extravagant hairpin on the dresser, and said in a commanding tone.

Mother An put down the hairpin she had already held in her hand, reached out to pick up the flower hairpin with complicated workmanship, and found a suitable place on Su Xiaoniang's hair bun to put it on.

For this birthday banquet, she put a lot of effort into it, and she chose the most luxurious and exquisite ones.

Sima Daining, who had already dressed up, sat on the soft couch beside her, glanced at Su Xiaoniang with disgusted eyes, and said impatiently while eating osmanthus cake: "Oops! My most beautiful aunt, are you making a good mess? Isn't it just going to a birthday party? Are you going on a blind date? ”

In addition to her sharp teeth and sharp mouth, this Sima Dai Ning also has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, foodie. Anytime, anywhere, you can see her inelegant eating appearance.

"Stupid girl, what do you know? Today's people are all dignitaries, I have to show my face well, I can't lose anything and lose my momentum, and by the way, I will find a good marriage for you. ”

"Auntie, are you in such a hurry to drive me out? How old am I? Besides, it's your turn to decide on this. Of course, if you have a grandmother to be the master, it is the mother's power to do it herself, and if you don't have a mother-in-law, it is also the father's calculation, and you can't be the master. ”

Sima Daining is thirteen years old this year, which is the age of slim and elegant, although her personality is a little vulgar, but she is as delicate and beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water.

If it is in someone else's house, at her age, it is a good age to get married, Nacai, ask for a name, Najib, Najib, ask for a date, welcome a kiss, this series of red tape, time is like quicksand between the fingers, and it will leave quietly unconsciously. When everything is established, it is just over the right time.

But in this Sima Mansion, there is also the eldest daughter Sima Dai, and the concubine Sima Guansheng is pressed on her head, but it is not the turn of the younger Sima Daining so soon.

"Speaking of this, I'm angry" Su Xiaoniang didn't even care about makeup, turned around, moved her eyes to Sima Daining, held a piece ......of saliva in her hand, pointed her fingers and said angrily: "You said that Dai Dai has long passed the marriage, but there is not even a shadow of the marriage." Your father is busy, she Zhong Jiayun is idle all day long, and she doesn't know if she is really reluctant, she wants Dai Yuan to stay by her side as an old aunt, or is her eyes above the top? Their mother and daughter want to die, but they have to pull us to the bottom, which is really infuriating. ”

"Auntie, even so, it's not your turn to match the bridge in person. If Dai Ning really reaches the age of marriage, you can show your father and let him send the matchmaker Zhang Luo. ”

"Matchmaker? Hey! The matchmaker's threads are all about the right door. Depending on your status and status, what you find is either a son from a family, or even a man who can't straighten his waist for several generations, or a down-and-out and poor talent. Even if it is a leak, it is a small door. Anyway, it's not worthy of you, and no matter how much my mother can't wronged you. Chu Nanxuan, the only son of the General's Mansion, is rumored to be more beautiful than Pan An, brave and good at fighting, and in this Luoyang City, he is also one of the best families. If you can marry him as a wife, then being a mother can be regarded as a mother and daughter, so that your father will look up to me by three points. ”

After Sima Dai listened, she was silent, her face was full of disapproval, she pouted and sneered, and continued to eat her osmanthus cake.

Liuying Pavilion, Zhong Xiaoniang Zhong Jiayun's residence.

In the Liuying Pavilion, Zhong Xiaoniang was not idle, but got up earlier than before, and at this moment she had carefully dressed up, and was in Sima Dai's room, urging the maids and women to quickly change Sima Dai's clothes and comb her hair.

Sima Daiyuan sat listlessly in front of the dresser, yawning all day, letting the maids and wives toss around her face.

Zhong Xiaoniang stood behind her, commanding the maids.

Sima Dai's eyes were half-open, and she said weakly: "A-Niang, what banquet are you going to attend today?" You and your father just go, why do you pull me every time? I haven't woken up yet! Shall I go back to sleep again? ”

Zhong Xiaoniang said sharply: "No, and today you'd better follow the rules and try to show your knowledgeable, polite, gentle and generous side." General Chu's only son, I heard that he is talking about marrying a wife, if you can get into the eyes of the general's wife, then you will be the future little general's wife. ”

"A-Niang, if I don't go, I don't want to marry a little general, I want to marry...... I also want to marry ......" Sima Daiyuan heard this, and immediately came to the spirit and resolutely opposed it.

"Shut up!" Zhong Xiaoniang let out a hysterical roar, and the room was instantly silent.