When Shen Hao woke up again, the amount of information in his mind was clearly larger.

The red one on that plate is a cherry, right? Why is it rolled in a snowy flatbread?!

Ahh "My" favorite!

That's --

Oh, what Shen Xinyan wore when he went to the yamen was called a public uniform.

Ben crown, red clothes, plain clothes, leather belts, black leather shoes——

Alas, I don't know much about it, so I'll talk about it later!

However, if this dress is worn on my father, it does look good!

Wow, and the jewelry boxes that my mother and grandmother have bought for themselves one after another! Several!

of gold and silver, round and flat...... Pearls, agate, emerald, coral, tortoiseshell...... Oh, my God!

These hairpins are so beautiful!

Oh, this one of general thickness is called a jade scratching head, and this one with a small fan on the top is called a silver hairpin, and it can also be used to play the pipa?!

Skirt...... Many, many skirts......

This is called a shirt, this is the skirt, this is called a half-arm, also called a half-sleeve. Is this a shawl? Uh, it should be called a silk ......

This is a hood with a light veil to cover the face, what about this one? Hats? It's like a Zhongshan hat in later generations, hahaha......

Shen Hao looked at those things that were familiar or unfamiliar, and only felt a burst of excitement.

And also...... There is also the appearance of the young girl snuggling in the arms of her soft mother, the handsome and free-spirited, gentle father holding her high, snuggling up to her parents and curiously looking at the appearance of the newborn younger brother, and the appearance of the grandmother kissing her forehead dotingly......

Shen Hao felt warm in his heart.

It's just that there are some scenes...... How strange is that......

That's- how is it like when you got married?!

The dress, and the red makeup on his face, are so gorgeous that he can't see his original appearance!

Yes, yes, there is no hijab in this era, and he is holding a delicate fan in his hand to cover his face.

The groom's official ...... It seems to be a prince...... Otherwise, how could anyone call themselves princesses?

Only, why would a woman salute herself with a child in her arms? And call yourself "Mother Princess" for that child!?

No, no, I seem to have been knocked down by a child, why is there blood on my skirt and on the ground?!

My stomach hurts......

That handsome and heroic man slapped himself?!

I also slapped myself back! It's so relieving!

Yes? He pushed himself to the ground and broke his head......

That man was - Father!

Why is he crying?

That's the coffin...... It's the mother lying inside! is also holding a small tablet, which reads: Aison, Shen Cheng, the spirit of the ......

My brother and mother are dead?

Father spat out a mouthful of blood!

Where are you?

This is a dilapidated garden, pavilions and pavilions, but the autumn breeze is bleak and inaccessible.

With long hair scattered and a cyan men's round-necked robe, he stood by the well platform and bent over......

Are you looking for death?!

It's not like that......

He cocked his orchid finger and looked at the bottom of the well with a smile...... is actually shining flowers on the waterfront, Gu Ying is self-pitying?

Suddenly, the noisy voices of countless people buzzed in my ears: "Princess Wing is crazy, her younger brother died, her mother died of illness, her father lost her position, and she had a miscarriage herself...... She's crazy......"

Shen Hao's heart was shocked, and he passed out again.

The next day, Mrs. Wei, Luo and Feng gathered again in Shen Hao's boudoir in Ruru Courtyard.

Shen Hao's eyelids were fluttering rapidly all the time, but the person was still in a genuine coma.

Mrs. Wei couldn't bear it anymore, the crutches in her hand tightened, and she raised her head and ordered Mama Gan: "You take the post of the eldest master, go to the Imperial Doctor's Office, and see if Imperial Doctor Zhang is there." ”

Mama Gan answered and left.

Roche's tears filled his eyes again.

A small male doll's voice suddenly sounded: "Sister, sister, sister, sister, sister......"

This sister, who was still slurred, suddenly shed Luo's tears.

Old Madam Wei hurriedly looked at the door and said angrily: "Mother Wang, why are you so careless? When will you let Brother Cheng run over? ”

Shen Cheng, Shen Hao's younger brother who was only one year old and two months old, stumbled in and was picked up by a mother chasing behind him.

The nurse's surname is Wang, and she looks very honest. His face was full of shame, and he couldn't say anything, so he just lowered his head.

Shen Cheng was white and chubby, with big eyes like black grapes, dripping and turning, unhappy to be hugged by the nurse, turning his face to Luo Shi and showing a big smile, stretching out two white and tender hands: "Mother, mother, mother, mother!" ~”

Luo Shi hurriedly wiped away his tears, and took him over with a reluctant smile: "Cheng'er, call grandmother." ”

Shen Cheng was hugged by his mother as he wished, and he tilted his head to look at Mrs. Wei and smiled: "Zuzu, Zuzu......"

When Mrs. Wei saw him, most of her depression dissipated, she laughed sincerely, "eh" agreed, and stretched out her hand at him: "Our brother Cheng is the most well-behaved, is it okay for grandmother to hug?" ”

Shen Cheng hesitated for a moment, but decided that it was better to nest in his mother's arms, pouted and snorted, hugged Luo's neck tightly, turned his face away, and buried it in Luo's shoulder socket.

Yueniang was afraid that Mrs. Wei would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly took a newly folded pomegranate flower from the table in her hand, and coaxed with a smile: "Brother, look, what am I holding in my hand?" ”

Shen Cheng turned his head when he heard the voice, his eyes widened, and suddenly pointed at Yueniang majestically, and shouted in a milky voice: "Sister, sister!" Sister, yes! ”

The crowd didn't understand.

Wang's mother hurriedly "translated": "Brother is saying that this flower belongs to his sister, and others are not allowed to move ......"

Shen Cheng nodded again and again, stared at Yueniang with wide eyes, looked at Yueniang threateningly, and opened his mouth again: "Let's go!" ”

Wang's mother was a little embarrassed, and she expected Ai Ai: "Brother let the Yueniang girl ......"

Yulu, the big girl who came with Mrs. Wei, snorted and laughed: "Brother asked Yueniang to put this flower back for the second lady, isn't it?" ”

Shen Cheng hummed heavily, nodded again, and stared at Yueniang's hand sternly.

At this moment, even Old Madam Wei laughed and said to Luo: "Your son teaches well and knows how to protect his sister." In the future, the men of our family must know that protecting the sisters in the family is the way for brothers. ”

Yueniang hurriedly put the pomegranate flower back into the shadow blue vase, and asked Shen Cheng with a smile: "Brother looks at it, are you still satisfied?" ”

Shen Cheng blinked, and suddenly pointed again: "Put, okay." ”

Put it away?

Yulu understood, turned around with a smile, and placed the five pomegranate flowers in the vase in a staggered manner, Fang turned around and asked with a smile: "Do you want to put it like this?" ”

The intimate big girl who was personally conditioned by Mrs. Wei naturally has a first-class aesthetic taste.

Shen Cheng looked at it carefully, and finally smiled with satisfaction: "It's better." ”

Mother Wang hurriedly "translated": "Brother is saying that Miss Yulu is better than Miss Yueniang in flower arrangement!" ”

Everyone chuckled.

Only Yueniang lowered her head and blushed.