Jiang Cailing looked at it and saw that the man got into a sedan chair and disappeared at the corner of the street.

The last time I saw Linglong was three years ago, three years is not long or short, but it can change a lot for a person, across the sea of people, Jiang Cailing couldn't be sure whether that person was Linglong or not at a glance, so he asked He Xiaoxiao to track where the sedan chair was going.

He Xiaoxiao returned to He's house late and told Jiang Cailing: "The sedan chair disappeared when it arrived near Su's house." ”

Jiang Cailing's hand was drinking tea, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, how did she get involved with the Su family?

My heart was like a mess, and I couldn't find anyone to talk to her, and I couldn't find anyone to discuss.

Linglong is one of her few close friends, although the two have broken up, but the warmth of supporting each other is vivid. After a lifetime of death, Jiang Cailing's hatred for Linglong who had poisoned herself was no longer so strong.

It's just that Jiang Cailing knows that she thinks so, but Linglong may not, but she is afraid that when the news of Empress Dowager Jiang's death reaches her ears, her unwillingness and hatred in her heart will be released.

"That's someone you know?" He Xiaoxiao had never seen Jiang Cailing's expression like this, and she couldn't help but ask with sadness in her helplessness.

Jiang Cailing nodded, there was still a lingering helplessness in her eyes, "I know." By the way, can anyone find out about you stalking her? ”

"Nope."

"That's good, there are still ten days before Chinese New Year's Eve, tomorrow my mother will go to Daqing Temple to worship Buddha before the year, it is estimated that your father and mother will also go, if you feel that it is not appropriate, you will rest and do not need to follow."

"It's okay, I've been hiding my appearance for years, and even if my mother is on the other side, she won't recognize me. And I also want to meet my mother. ”

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and when I looked up, I saw Mother Sun standing at the door, with a smile on her face, "Girl, Mrs. sent the New Year's things, do you want to arrange them now?" ”

Mother Sun was followed by four little girls, all holding lanterns and other bright red festive objects in their hands, which made people feel happy when they looked at it.

The maids in the house also began to arrange the New Year's decorations, and the red lanterns were prominently hung on the eaves, adding a touch of color to this quiet He family, revealing the flavor of the New Year. Jiang Cailing nodded and asked them to set up, and the sound of "ding-clang" sounded, and the courtyard, which had always been cold, was also a little lively.

At this time, the sun has been slanted to the west, the gorgeous sunset reflects the sky and presents the color of roses, layered rendering, like a dream, the world of Luoyang is illuminated by the afterglow at this time, lined with a row of red lanterns burning in the courtyard is red, making people feel extraordinarily beautiful.

In the depths of the palace, she has never tasted the beauty of the New Year, because every Chinese New Year's Eve will be the time when she feels the most lonely and difficult. During the Spring Festival, relatives should be together, and the families of the harem can enter the palace by the Holy Lord's pardon, and many concubines can also meet their long-lost family members.

The liveliness of the people around will bring out a person's loneliness, Jiang Cailing watched one family member after another enter the palace, and her heart was full of envy, so Jiang Cailing hated the New Year the most.

However, this year is different, she has parents who love her, and a home where she can survive without intrigue. Thinking of this, Jiang Cailing couldn't help but be full of vitality, she wanted to decorate the room, and it should be beautifully decorated.

So he stood up, pulled his sleeve up to his arm, and said eagerly to Bai He, who was pasting window flowers, "You rest for a while, I'll paste it." ”

After Bai He smiled and gave the window grille and paper paste to Jiang Cailing, he went to change the Fuzi candle. He Xiaoxiao was not idle, disgusted with the clumsiness of the little guy who hung the lantern, and simply replaced the little guy and let her get it.

Everyone in the whole yard was happily doing what they were doing, Jiang Cailing pasted the window flowers and went to help with the ladder, after the activity, her body was sweating, and her whole little face was red, like a female doll in a New Year's painting.

Soon it was over, and after the reward was distributed, Jiang Cailing looked at the renovated courtyard with a satisfied smile on her face.

Gu Jiming's marriage, Su Qingcheng's life experience, she doesn't think about these things anymore, she is ready to have a happy New Year these days, and after fifteen, she will bother thinking about those things.

The ancients looked at the southeast in the morning and the northwest in the evening. Now that the fire clouds in the northwest are thin, I can't help but say to myself, "Tomorrow will be a good day." ”

Early the next morning, Jiang Cailing woke up, the sky was not yet bright, the moon that had not yet set was still bright, came out of the warm quilt, put on cotton clothes and stood at the window to look at the southeast direction, the fish belly was white, and the red light was faintly visible.

Bai He hadn't woken up yet, after Jiang Cailing washed and cleaned her face, she simply pulled her hair and put on a cyan Luo skirt, which was embroidered with a light flower pattern, which made her very plain, and it was appropriate to dress up to worship the Buddha.

In the bronze mirror, a girl in green clothes has round apricot eyes, red lips, long black and bright hair half-tucked on the top of her head, and a green lotus hairpin fixes the bun, which not only shows the girl's beauty and moving, but also reveals the dignified and noble elegance.

Compared with the little girl with a slightly yellow and thin face three months ago, today's woman is very bright and moving, Jiang Cailing understands pharmacology, knows that He Ling'er's health is not good, and pays attention to diet on weekdays, and now her complexion is white and pink.

Even the chest is plump, even fuller and rounder than the original body, sometimes Bai He changes clothes for her, and when she sees the snow white on her chest, she will always blush. I used to wear clothes that fit well, but now I wear them, and the position on my chest is a little tight, but fortunately, I can't see it when I wear more clothes in winter.

Jiang Cailing shook her head with a smile, it seems that she can also take out the medicinal diet recipe she has eaten recently and put it in Taozhen Ju to buy and sell, and it will definitely become a treasure that Luoyang women are vying to buy.

As soon as Bai He entered the door, he saw that his girl was already dressed neatly, sitting in front of the bronze mirror like a fairy and combing her hair.

"My girl, why are you dressed so plainly?"

Jiang Cailing had never entered the temple to worship the Buddha and didn't know how to dress. First, although she fears heaven and earth, she does not believe in ghosts and gods, and secondly, because she is not a good man and a woman, and her hands are stained with countless human lives.

"It stands to reason that it's normal for you to dress like this, but ......" Bai He stopped talking, and a smile appeared on his round face, "In short, the girl is good-looking, and she looks better than others' heavy makeup!" ”

The sky was getting brighter, and after a simple meal, I took a sedan chair up the mountain. Meng Yun and Jiang Cailing sat in a sedan chair, and the two of them talked and laughed, but they didn't feel that it was long.

It took an hour to get from the He family to Daqing Temple, and when she arrived at the temple, Jiang Cailing found out why Bai He said that she was dressed too plainly.

If it weren't for the plaque in front of her carved with the three big characters of "Daqing Temple", Jiang Cailing was afraid that she would enter the banquet of that house by mistake, with red willows and green, dazzling gold and silver.

Observing Jiang Cailing's puzzled look, Bai He explained in a low voice, "Because the big families in Luoyang City will come to worship the Buddha and chant the scriptures, there will be some people dressed up, one of which is to show their strength, and the other part is - look! ”

Looking in the direction of Bai He's gaze, Jiang Cailing saw that under a marriage tree, a soft woman in a goose yellow cloth skirt accidentally broke her foot while walking, and a man in brocade clothes happened to support her next to her.

When the two looked at each other, their faces were flushed, and they looked at each other in the veins under the marriage tree full of red ropes, as if they were a painting, giving birth to ambiguous feelings.

Jiang Cailing nodded clearly, there are not many opportunities for men and women to meet in Luoyang City, even if there are occasions like banquets, they are divided into men's and women's seats. This is different, and there is plenty of time to get to know each other, especially for those young men and women of lower status who want to meet the powerful and famous.

"Who are you?"

A coquettish voice was heard, especially evident throughout the monastery. Many people followed the sound and looked, Jiang Cailing couldn't help but look at it, and saw a chubby woman, a woman alone can top the volume of a goose and a woman in yellow, although she is a little fat, but she can vaguely see that her eyebrows and eyes are pretty, and her skin is white and pink, if she loses weight, she must be a beauty.

"Chu Fei, what are you doing here?" After the brocade-clothed man under the marriage tree saw the woman just now, he couldn't help but let go of the hand holding the woman in goose-yellow clothes, and his jade face was dyed with thin anger.

"What do you ask me to do? Song Ziyi, you and I are about to get married, but you are pulling and pulling with this woman in the temple? ”

The woman in goose yellow was so frightened by Chu Fei that tears rippled, and she stepped forward and explained, "Miss, you misunderstood...... The slave family just broke his foot, and it was this son who was enthusiastic and helped the slave family. ”

As a result, as soon as he took a step, the foot he had just touched was weak, his face was full of pain, and he was about to fall, at this time, Song Ziyi's eyes were quick and he pulled the woman away, and the woman's weak body was nestled against the man's broad chest.

The woman in goose yellow was even more panicked, and she called out to the man to let her go and not let her fiancée misunderstand, but there was a provocative look at Chu Fei in her soft eyes.

She thought that only Chu Fei could see this provocative gaze, but she didn't know that Jiang Cailing's position also saw this provocation in her eyes.

Chu Fei obviously loved the man deeply, and was stimulated by the woman's eyes, and vigorously snatched the broom of the sweeping monk on the side and was about to hit the woman.

The goose-yellow woman's face was pale, and she hurriedly shrank into the man's arms, and then deliberately put a pair of thin white hands on the man's chest, looking pitiful to me, "Childe, save the slave family!" ”

In Jiang Cailing's direction, he clearly saw the woman's red lips smiling, and said to Chu Scarlet Lips: "Fat pig, dead fat!" ”

This action is not visible in the direction of the crowd. They were all watching the excitement without caring about themselves, and even a man said, "You see this woman is as fat as a sow, someone should be grateful if she marries her, what is wrong with a man looking for a soft and lovely outside?" ”

"That's it, you see that the little beauty is scared, if I am that man, I will also choose that little beauty, who will choose a sow!"

Chu Fei was so angry that his face turned red, he was not rational at all, and scolded, "Slut! Go to hell! ”

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