The remaining two days were groggy and I didn't know what to do, Wanying felt like a puppet pulling strings, one would be pulled to try on the clothes that entered the palace, and the other time she would be pulled to thank the female relatives who gave gifts. It doesn't matter if you are willing, and you don't care if you are reluctant, when you should laugh, you should accompany a smiling face, and when you should bow, you should bow and salute. In the bustling city, she herself felt bored.

Aunt Lin has been busy in the past few days, and the clothes that have been checked several times, from time to time, still keep pulling them up and stroking and checking them, "The corners of the sleeves seem to be one forward, the other is crooked, presumably I didn't notice it when I ironed it." ”

Wanying didn't feel it at all. It's all the same flatness. But I didn't dare to speak in my heart, lest this unevenness be burned into my mother's heart and become a regretful scar.

In this way, the packed ironing board and ironing device were found again, and Aunt Lin went into battle herself, and according to her own mind, she carefully ironed the dress from front to end, from beginning to end, and then smiled with relief.

Wanying looked at her mother and said with a smile: "Sure enough, after re-ironing, it is much better." ”

When Aunt Lin heard this, she was heartily happy, looked at Wanying with satisfaction, and meticulously stroked Wanying's neat sideburns with her hands. Wanying suddenly felt that the roles of fifteen years seemed to have been reversed. In the past, I always tried my best to make my mother happy, and as long as my mother praised me a little, then all my efforts were not in vain.

The mother in front of me, who was so careful to make everything perfect without regrets, ironed clothes, always checked over and over again. What is it about her clothes that she feels are uneven? She used a soldering iron to iron her own turbulent heart at once.

In normal times, Wanying would definitely tell her mother that her mother was wrong. But the separation is in front of her, how can Wanying bear to tell the truth? If this makes her mother feel better, she is willing to accompany her mother to iron over and over again.

At dusk on the eighth day of the first month, a person sat in the attic, and the house was full of warmth, and he was not afraid of the cold in his heart. Although I also made up my mind to enter the palace, it was just a formality, and I still had to come back after all. However, at the moment, my heart is still inexplicably melancholy, and the imagination of the harems of various dynasties and generations in my head continues to emerge one by one.

"Manli looks at the fortunate from afar, and he can't see it for thirty-six years."

"There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one."

"The white-headed palace maid is here, gossiping about Xuanzong."

He sang in a low voice, and a pool of tears silently appeared in the corners of his eyes. Thoughts are all over the world, and the horses are wandering away.

A few days ago, I was still afraid that this moment would come, but when this moment was about to come, Wanying gave birth to a lot of righteous and awe-inspiring feelings, this tragic decision, like a clarion call before the army set out, and like a prisoner kneeling on the guillotine, but looking at the lanterns under the corridor, I felt like a moth, looking at death and swooping towards the flickering lights.

After thinking about it a thousand times, I was reluctant to give up more.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Rong went upstairs and said, "The eldest young master is downstairs." I have something to say to Miss. ”

He really came, and Wanying was still talking in her heart these days: What a ruthless brother, Qing'er is sick these days, and he doesn't come to take a look. Seeing that he was about to enter the palace, he didn't come to say goodbye to Qing'er.

It's about the depth of love and hatred, obviously I want to see my brother, and my brother came as he wished, but Wanying has a lot of complaints.

Downstairs, my brother sat on a chair alone, and when he saw Wanying enter the room, he got up with a smile that was not embarrassed or embarrassed. I wanted to take a few steps closer, and after seeing Wanying's cloudy face, I only said in a daze: "Sister, don't come to harm, the wind evil can be cured?" ”

"My brother has been really busy lately! How can you get empty and cheap today? ”

After Wanying finished speaking, her heart felt like she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, and there were any tastes. Obviously looking forward to my brother coming over. But my brother really came over, and he was born out of nowhere to be mean, and said such a piercing thing.

"Sister, don't come to harm? In the past few days, the yamen has done a lot of things, and he has neglected his sister. Shao Song saw that the corners of Wanying's eyes were already a little misty, and he also felt that he had wronged his sister, a few months ago, the army went west, and the military department was simply busy. The 100,000 troops of the Western Expedition were all recruited and transferred in batches from various prefectures and roads, and they were busy for nearly two months. Today, the household department has been stationed in the military department to handle various matters. Everywhere and everywhere, money, grain and fodder, weapons and armor, horses and carts, as well as winter clothes and quilts, military doctors and military medicines...... For a whole month, Shao Song passed through the door countless times and was not allowed to enter. Tomorrow, my sister is going to leave home, and I finally took a break from my busy schedule.

However, Wanying is a rich and noble daughter who stays in the boudoir, she doesn't hear about the world, the western expedition is 108,000 miles away from her, and the Fujian rebellion is nothing more than eating one or two oranges less, so compared to her brother not coming to visit her, this is what makes her anxious and angry. Where can she take care of her family and country, and she only cares about her own little world.

As soon as she heard that her brother was using the yamen on business and prevaricating herself, Wanying added a little nameless annoyance, obviously she was a brother and sister, and she always spoke as if she was separated by something.

"My brother seems to have really made the official affairs in the yamen confused, Wanying has been sick for more than half a month before, I don't know how to explain my brother's words 'don't come to harm'?"

"You see my brother is clumsy, and he wants to ask his sister for a smile, but he just slapped his mouth, he should be beaten."

"Since my brother is busy, I won't leave my brother for tea."

"My sister is still fast-talking, her mouth is unforgiving, and my brother really thinks about my sister in my heart."

"Brother should talk about this, since he is concerned, he should often come to see his sister, is it possible that someone in this house will eat his brother, or is my brother ashamed to face it?"

"It's true that the official affairs in the yamen are complicated, and the weather is getting cooler, and my wife has not been doing well recently."

"Listening to my brother's words, my wife is getting better today, so my brother has time to visit my sister? My brother is the best talker, why is he so reckless today? When you say this, you think that your wife deliberately stopped you from coming. In fact, that's exactly what happened. Mrs. This is not once or twice.

"Anyway, since my brother came to see my sister, please ask my sister not to worry about my brother?"

The more humble he becomes, the more Wanying will not give up. "What's wrong with brother? Besides, where is it the turn of my sister to care?"

"I know where my sister's heart is, my sister can rest assured, with me in the house for a day, no one can do anything about the Treasure Pavilion."

Shao Song didn't say that it was okay, but when she said Wanying, she remembered the incident of Aunt Gao's big trouble in the Cherishing Pavilion the day before yesterday, my brother was the biological son of my mother's mother, where was he when my mother was humiliated and angry?

"Since my brother has said this, I have to ask, how can I rest assured, how can I rest assured?"

Shao Song was forced to be a little speechless by Wanying's aggressiveness for a while, and he couldn't speak for a long time. At the end, he took out a delicate beeswax rabbit from his arms, handed it to Wanying, and said, "This is what I boiled and repaired myself, and I didn't do it well, so don't be surprised by my sister, keep it for a thought." ”

The moment he took the beeswax rabbit, the tears in his eyes finally fell. A mother's compatriot, blood is thicker than water, Wanying hurt him with words, and her own heart is no better than Shaosong. People are like this, inadvertently always use the most poisonous words to hurt the people closest to them, and as a result, they lose both. Wanying knew that her brother was also involuntarily, and he was thinking about himself and his mother all the time.

The most embarrassing thing in this world is the four words 'involuntarily'. Wan Ying is like this, Aunt Lin is like this, and so is Shao Song. Since he has passed to his wife, that is, the eldest son of the lineage, Aunt Yu Lin and Wanying are no longer related. But after all, it is the biological mother, the compatriots of the same mother, and they are connected in the same vein. This love is constantly cut.

"My sister is in the palace to take care of herself. Mother-mother, here's me, you don't have to worry about it. ”

Wanying's tears fell like rain, and she silently read in her heart: "My brother, do you know how much I am worried about this mother. Growing up so big, you have always called her aunt, this sentence, if your mother heard it, how happy she would be. ”

"Brother, please remember what you said to Wanying, my mother will be taken care of by my brother, if I hear that my mother is not doing well in the palace, I will not give up with you." The tears in his eyes still kept rolling down, and Shao Song handed a cloth to Wanying. Wanying didn't answer, holding the beeswax rabbit in her hand tightly. "Brother, don't break your word." Then he turned and left.

"Don't worry." A determined voice came from behind. Wanying knows that he can say and do.