When she woke up again, Meng Jia saw a woman, dressed very carefully, but not ostentatious, with facial features somewhat similar to herself, sitting on a chair on the couch, her face full of sorrow.

Seeing Meng Jia awake, the woman quickly leaned over, touched her face, and said to her: My son, are you awake, do you still feel uncomfortable there? “

Meng Jia shook her head, crossed the woman and saw Qingxi standing behind her, standing on tiptoe, trying to see her situation clearly, the woman followed her gaze and saw Qingxi, so she said to her, "Bring the young lady's medicine." ”

Qingxi answered, and hurriedly walked out. The woman still looked at Meng Jia with concern, which made her feel very uncomfortable, her mouth paused, she held back for a moment, and finally shouted: "Mother, I'm fine." ”

The woman was very distressed, and said to her, "My son, you will hurt yourself if you go on like this, and your father is trying to find a way, so don't make yourself sad." ”

Saying that, she was about to cry, Meng Jia saw this, and quickly got up to wipe it for her, and the woman pressed her down and said, "Lie down, don't move, my mother is worried about you." “

At this time, Qingxi came back with the medicine, and the woman took it and asked Meng Jia to lie down half-lying and feed her one bite at a time. Meng Jia really resisted drinking Chinese medicine, but she was embarrassed to brush the woman's will, so she could only endure and drink it one bite at a time. After drinking, the woman fed a few more candied fruits, and the bitterness in her mouth was slightly relieved.

The woman said to her, "Huanhuan, rest well, don't be thinking nonsense." Meng Jia promised: "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll sleep for a while." The woman said yes, put down the curtain for her, and went out with Qingxi herself.

Meng Jia was the only one left, staring at the top of the bed in a daze, not knowing what to think.

Listening to Qingxi's words, he was going to marry the prince, as if he was also worried about this matter. Why are you worried, listening to Qingxi's meaning, the prince is very stubborn, how stubborn can he make a person who is about to fly on the branch to be a phoenix worry?

Meng Jia doesn't care about this problem, what she cares about is that she is going to get married, how big is this body, it is ironic to think about it, when she is still alive, the blind date always fails, and she is about to get married when she crosses over.

Meng Jia smiled bitterly, she didn't even know her name, I just heard the woman call me Huanhuan, what is my name? What will happen in the future, what will happen if you marry in the past, isn't the emperor's family walking on thin ice, walking on the tip of a knife at any time, maybe you will lose your head, thinking of the pain when you die, Meng Jia is even more annoyed. Can't it be avoided?

Didn't they say they were trying to figure out a way, what could they do to cancel the marriage? This is probably impossible, the more Meng Jia thinks about it, the more annoying she becomes, and when she is annoyed, she likes to toss and turn on the bed.

At this time, I heard Qingxi say outside: "Is Miss uncomfortable, do you want to call the medical officer again?" Meng Jia didn't want to see people, so she said irritably: "No, I'll fall asleep in a while." The little maid was silent and did not speak again.

Meng Jia fell asleep unconsciously, and returned to the time of college in her dream, her girlfriends were carefree, that was the best years, and life was full of sunshine.

Meng Jia smiled happily in the dream, and somehow woke up. When I woke up, I saw the white mosquito net again, and the memories of reality rushed in, and I couldn't wait to squeeze out the residual pleasure in the dream.

The smile was still frozen at the corner of her mouth, and Meng Jia sighed helplessly. Let it be, she thought.

So he called Qingxi to help her wash and change clothes, and Qingxi said that she would go to the front hall in the evening and have dinner with her wife. So I dressed up a little more and followed Qingxi downstairs. There are many corridors and the scenery along the way is still good.

When the servants on the road saw her, they all stepped aside and stooped over. Meng Jia didn't pay attention to it, and followed Qingxi straight to the front yard.

Dinner has been prepared, and some dishes that can't be named are ordinary meals in Meng Jia's opinion, and at that time, it is estimated that it is also very rich.

Meng Jia saluted to the old lady, and the woman hurriedly pulled her over to sit down, Meng Jia looked up at the man in front of her, only to see that his eyes were bright, his face was square, and his momentum was calm, which made people feel majestic.

However, he looked at Meng Jia with a loving look in his eyes. Meng Jia knew that they doted on their daughter, and she felt even more embarrassed. I only heard the old man say: "I heard that you don't think about this matter, and your father is very worried, so I asked you to come over, and your mother and I will accompany you." “

Meng Jia didn't answer, he continued: "I am just a daughter like you, I must be reluctant to marry you to that person, I have begged the Son of Heaven, and there will be an answer in a few days." ”

Meng Jia whispered, "Thank you, Dad." The woman touched her head and said, "Silly child, eat something quickly." So she gave the dish to Meng Jia, and she laughed and ate it at the same time.

After eating, the woman took her hand, patted it gently, and said with relief: "Go back and have a good rest, you have your father and me, don't break your body." Meng Jia nodded, saluted them, and followed Qingxi back.

The night was long, and there was no mobile phone to play, Meng Jia was bored, and sighed in her heart that it was better to be modern. Qingxi sat on the chair and was a female celebrity, Meng Jia was bored, so she could only watch her do it.

Qingxi quipped: "Miss, your lotus flower hasn't been embroidered yet." Only then did Meng Jia remember that there was still an unfinished embroidery stretched on the embroidery frame.

In modern times, she has followed the trend of cross-stitch several times, without any technical content, but this is real, the difference is not too big, the heart is beating the drum, and I am afraid of being seen, so I stretch my waist and say: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to wash and sleep." ”

Qingxi dared to be lazy, so she hurriedly prepared water and waited for her to bathe and change her clothes.

Meng Jia, who was lying on the bed, was confused again, not knowing where to go in the future, although she would not suffer here, but she did not have the warmth of home, and the girl's parents must have loved her very much.

But Meng Jia has never been this girl, no matter how much she thinks her parents are good, she can't help but think of home, thinking of her death, her parents don't know how sad they are, thinking of that bad guy, I don't know if I have been caught, I feel a lot of feelings, and I can't sleep how many times I toss and turn.

The first day is over, and I just hope that I can live my life in peace and stability in the future. I prayed silently in my heart, and finally fell asleep.