The room became very quiet for a while, Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao stared at Yuan Niannian, their expressions became very weird.

Yan Qingge was okay, but Ling Xiao couldn't believe that Yan Shuyu dared to ruin Yuan Qianqian's reputation, she was too bold.

Not to mention anything else, just taking out the identity of the concubine of Prince Yuan Qianqianzhao's mansion is enough for Yan Shuyu to drink a pot, her behavior is undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg, but I am afraid that the effect will not work, but it will cause a lot of commotion.

Yan Qingge thought differently from Ling Xiao, because she clearly knew that this matter was indeed Yan Shuyu's style, and Yuan Qianqian was only afraid that she had already been tricked. In terms of smearing others and elevating herself, Yan Shuyu's talent is unexpectedly high.

Yuan Niannian squinted his eyes and smiled slightly proudly, and said to Yan Qingge: "I came today for other things, but after listening to the words of the two sisters just now, I was deeply moved by your sisterhood." Sister Ling, if you really want Sister Yan to marry your brother, I can help a lot. ”

"Shut up!" Yan Qingge looked at Yuan Niannian with disgust.

Yuan Niannian kept calling her sister before, saying that she wanted the two of them to watch together and marry into the prince's mansion together. Now he changed his voice and called Sister Yan, obviously preparing to treat her in a different way. Yan Qingge could guess with his toes, but he was afraid that after going out, Yuan Niannian would go around promoting gossip about himself and Ling Lie's private life.

Her number of paragraphs is far worse than Yan Shuyu. Yan Shuyu wants to smear blacks, she will first put her posture high, and do a full set of plays, Yuan Niannian is really stupid to show her feet first.

Ling Xiao saw that he had caused trouble, his eyes were watery in his eyes, and he scolded Yuan Niannian: "You dare to go out and talk nonsense, you are good-looking." ”

Yan Qingge shook Ling Xiao's hand comfortingly and shook his head at her. Ling Xiao understood and stopped talking.

Yan Qingge walked up to Yuan Niannian, stared at Yuan Niannian's face with her chin up, and didn't say until Yuan Niannian's smile became more and more stiff when she saw it: "You should save this little means." Yan Qingge turned his head to Ling Xiao and said, "Your brother is about to go on an expedition, the emperor and queen must be very sympathetic to him." You said, if your father and mother go to the palace to ask the queen for marriage in the past few days, and let him take a concubine before the expedition, the queen will definitely agree! Is this noble concubine's choice of the concubine of Prince Zhao's mansion enough? ”

Although Ling Xiao is a little straight, he is not stupid, and immediately understood the key and replied, "Okay, I'll go and write a letter to my mother." ”

Yan Qingge smiled: "You are too anxious. As the saying goes, it is better to be a beggar's wife than a rich concubine. Sister Yuan will have a great creation in the future, and being a concubine will bury her talent after all. If she is obedient, it doesn't matter if we don't write this letter for a while. ”

Yuan Niannian listened to Yan Qingge's words, his eyes widened more and more, and he looked at Yan Qingge in disbelief.

Yan Qingge smiled, looked at Yuan Niannian up and down like objects, and sighed: "I don't want to be sisters with you." If you want to call me a sister for life, give it a try. Then, she raised her voice and said, "Ruyi, send off!" ”

Ruyi is outside, he has long been anxious like an ant on a hot pot, who would have thought that Yuan Niannian would be a daughter of the palace, and he would do it like this, without a single subordinate, and secretly ran to the outside of the same room at night to listen to the root of the wall. This was also a dereliction of duty on her part, and she didn't even notice that there were people in the yard.

As soon as she heard Yan Qingge's summons, Ruyi hurriedly ran in, and said unceremoniously with straight eyebrows: "Miss Yuan, go back quickly." ”

Yuan Niannian had a big meal today, and when she saw that a maid dared to be rude to herself, she stomped her foot suddenly, and could no longer hold back the calm expression on her face, and said loudly: "Okay, good!" I'm leaving! Before leaving, she glanced at Yan Qingge resentfully, and said firmly: "I came today to tell you that at the Apricot Blossom Meeting on the second day of the second month of February, everyone has to compose poems for Wing Chun." Many people are waiting to see how your sister is the first of the four talented women in the capital to do with her poetry! ”

After Yuan Niannian left, Ling Xiao sighed and said, "It's really unlucky today, first I overheard the two of us talking, and then I knew that I would compose a poem in a few days." I'm going to write some poetry somewhere. ”

Yan Qingge said confidently: "Don't listen to her nonsense, in a few days, even if you can ask people to compose poems, not everyone will do it." ”

Ling Xiao tilted his head and said, "Could it be that she is a liar?" ”

"We'll find out if someone asks. This apricot blossom meeting should not be held in the first year, and it will not suddenly change the rules and ask people to compose poems. ”

"Let's ask Shui Ying!" Ling Xiao immediately pulled Yan Qingge and left.

Shui Ying was in a daze at the light, saw Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao, reluctantly smiled at them, and heard their intentions, Shui Ying said: "In previous years, there would be people in the Apricot Blossom Club, but if you don't want to participate, you don't need to participate, unless you draw the apricot blossom lot." ”

"What is an apricot blossom stick?" Ling Xiao said curiously.

"It's a tube of bamboo skewers, on which are painted one hundred and eight flowers, and everyone draws them in turn until they draw the apricot blossom sticks. Those who draw are required to start with a Wing Chun poem. This poem will be written down by the master of the academy and compiled into the poetry score of the inner courtyard. ”

Yan Qingge nodded and thanked Shui Ying.

Shui Ying was sullen, and forced a smile to the two of them: "On the second day of February, you two have a good time, and I should ask my master for leave on that day." ”

Ling Xiao said quickly: "Aren't you going?" ”

Shui Ying's eyes turned red, and she said, "My mother has not been in good health since the New Year, if she hadn't asked me to come to the academy, I would ......" As she spoke, she choked up.

Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao both knew the reason why her mother fell ill, Yan Qingge held Shui Ying's hand, couldn't bear her to be so sad, and said, "Sister Shui Ying, if you don't dislike it, can I go to your house with Ling Xiao on February 2nd?" ”

Shui Ying's misty eyes widened and looked at Yan Qingge. Yan Qingge said softly: "We can leave early." Go to Myolian Temple to burn incense and pray for your family. I remember you said that your mother loves dim sum as much as you do, and when you come back and pass by the market, let's buy some of your mother's favorite dim sum and go back to your house to see her. ”

Shui Ying was ironed in her heart by her gentle words, she originally wanted to refuse Yan Qingge's idea of going back with her, but at this time, she couldn't refuse Yan Qingge's request at all.

Since the disappearance of her father and brother, her mother has completely collapsed, and she doesn't think about tea and dinner all day long.

She needs such an unselfish person to accompany her and help her plan what to do next.

On the second day, Shui Ying, Yan Qingge, and Ling Xiao went to find the master, and successfully asked for leave, only to leave the academy on February 2.

Time was fleeting, and on the second day of February, just after the third watch, Yan Qingge and the three of them got up, freshened up a little, changed into plain and warm clothes, and drove the carriage together towards Miaolian Temple.

Miaolian Temple is not far from Yanxia Mountain, and the three of them arrived at the door, but it has not yet reached the fourth watch. The three girls had been waiting at the door, the weather was cold, and the white smoke was like a dragon, but Shui Ying didn't feel cold at all, but was warm from the heart.

It was almost ten minutes before the fifth watch, and the temple door was opened from the inside with a creak.

A monk poked out and was startled to see three girls standing with lanterns lit at the door.

Because today was the second day of February, he thought that someone would definitely come to burn incense in advance, so he opened the temple door in advance, but he didn't expect that there were already people waiting, and there were three eleven or twelve-year-old girls.

He hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the three female donors, please come in." ”

Shui Ying saluted him, came to the front of the main hall with tribute and incense candles, respectfully kowtowed to incense, closed his eyes and prayed.

It was daylight, and only candles and lanterns emitted a hazy glow around. In the air of Myolian Temple, there is a cold sandalwood smell of Qingyue.

Yan Qingge looked at Shui Ying, who was kneeling in front of the Buddha with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt extremely stable in his heart.

After the three of them left, Shui Ying obviously became different, the heavy things she was carrying these days were obviously put down a lot, and a rare smile appeared on her face.

On the way, the three of them bought a lot of snacks, which, according to Shui Ying, were her mother's favorite food.

When we arrived at King Chung's Mansion, the sun had just risen.

Shui Ying took Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao to the courtyard where her mother Yun lived.

As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, a famous maid greeted her, she saw Shui Ying, a surprised smile appeared on her face, and said, "Miss is back?" ”

"Well, how is your mother doing?" Shui Ying asked.

The maid sputtered, "Madame doesn't eat too much at every meal. ”

Shui Ying sighed, handed a large box of snacks in her hand to the maid, and said, "This is what my mother likes to eat, you pick up a few of each and put them on a plate, and when you send them in, I'll go see her first." ”

The Yun family was sick in bed, Shui Ying advanced to the bedroom, and Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao were waiting outside.

After a while, Shui Ying walked out, her eyes were red, and she beckoned to the two of them, "Mother told you to go in." ”

Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao entered the door, only to see a woman with a sickly face leaning on the bed, a large bed table was placed horizontally on her face, and a lot of food was placed on it, it seemed that she was eating breakfast, but those meals did not move a few bites at all.

This lady is five points similar to Shui Ying's appearance, she is thin and skinny, her face is sallow, her cheekbones are high and protruding, and the exposed wrist is full of bones, looking like a living skeleton. She didn't even have the strength to sit, and even with a maid beside her, she slid down from the pillow from time to time.

Yan Qingge could see at a glance that the Yun clan was only afraid that time was running out now, and he was just surviving his life right now. The husband and two sons disappeared on the battlefield and were not heard from for many days, and the Yun family knew that they were unlucky. Such a blow made her unable to bear it at all.

Yan Qingge quietly looked at the meal that the Yun family was eating, and saw that it was full of soft and delicate light meals, with big supplements such as bird's nest and ginseng, it seemed that the people in the Zhongwang Mansion also knew about the Yun family's situation, and while trying their best to let her eat more, they also hung her life, so that she could live for a while longer.