The courtyard that arranged the second son was called the Bead Garden, which did not seem to be as elegant as the house that greeted Ruoyun, but it seemed to be more magnificent.

The second son lived to be fourteen years old, and he had never seen such a big battle. Five or six purple-clad women scrambled to wash him off the dirt, and then five or six hands picked him up and threw him into the tub. The second son was naked in front of this group of women, and he was really embarrassed. He called them down, but none of them would listen to him, laughing and trembling one by one, vying to help him wash his face, wipe his back, and rub his feet. Naughty, she secretly ate his tofu in the water, or twisted his buttocks, or pinched his inner thighs. He was so angry that he stomped out a splash of water, splashing his bath water on the faces of the maids. Now the maids made a fuss, one by one they went up to press their heads, pressed their feet, pressed their feet, and twisted their arms and legs into a big shape, scaring a little guy who was usually used to flamboyance and shouting at his sisters to spare his life, little brother, I am still a boy chicken. One of the most naughty maids said that what the sisters like is the boy chicken, and when they are old, they will be chopped down and fed to the dogs. After speaking, he smiled and twisted his little earlobe.

Until an old girl came in outside, and said with a straight face that the stinky girls had made enough trouble? Mrs. Compass had been waiting impatiently. The maids giggled and gave up, and then they swarmed him into a splendid robe, and tied him with a crown of golden clouds and a huge ruby in the middle. When he was about to go out, the purple-clothed maids pushed him to a bronze mirror to take a photo, and some even reached out to twist his face or buttocks, bluffing him three feet high, making the maids laugh non-stop. The leading maid cleared her throat, and the crazy purple-clothed maids were silent together. So, the big girl led the way in front, and the six purple-clothed maids followed behind, and the formation made the underage second son flutter lightly, and he learned to swagger like the official family when he walked. The wide sleeves embroidered with bats were flicked one by one, but they had a bit of royal bearing.

But Xiao Jiujiu, who has been playing in the second son's heart, how did he get this precious crown out, how much food can be exchanged for it, and how long can the patients in the leprosy village live?

When I went up the stairs, I happened to be facing Ruoyun on the other side. In this pair of eyes looking at each other, there are too many doubts about each other. What awaits them? A drunken woman, or a demon?

In the small window, a peach blossom of late spring slanted in, adding a touch of spring pastel to the dark boudoir. A woman in white, with a bunch of oblique clouds on her head, a plain white hosta, and a set of white clothes and white skirts on her body, turned her back to the outside of the house, playing the guzheng in a dingdong dong. The music is long and simple, quite the style of Shangqin. Beside her, a grimace urn was stuck with a cluster of unusually lush yellow flowers, which seemed to open each petal, desperately snorting the curling cigarette wafting from the copper stove on the table.

Everything looks so good, it's like a wonderland. Ruoyun was brought in by the green-clothed maid and a group of little maids carrying lanterns that had not lit candles, and stood on the plush carpet that was no more than her ankles, and she actually felt ashamed of herself. Compared with such a quiet and straightforward fairyland isolated from the world, he suddenly became an unbearable hurried passer-by in the red dust. The woman played a song, and then slowly got up to face Ruoyun who was standing with her hands down. A face that doesn't look like it comes from the world, with an otherworldly beauty, and even the voice of the voice is like a heavenly sound, making people dare not breathe out easily, for fear that the breath exhaled is too heavy, which will disturb the sound of this jade-like warm flow.

This woman, who was called the "Banner Lady" by the green-clothed maid, could not see the traces of time on her face at all. You can't tell if she is a young woman with excellent looks or a woman who has been enduring years of adultery and can still be blessed with the vicissitudes of life. In short, she has a peerless posture and skin that can be broken by blowing, but it has a heaviness that seems to be derived from the bronze statue on the desk. She walked over gracefully and greeted Ruoyun with each other. Then, with a flick of his palm, all the women with lanterns waiting outside the door walked in, lit six lanterns one by one, and hung them on the silver hooks that were apparently made for hanging lanterns in the room. In an instant, the rich fragrance of flowers fills the night that gradually pours in. Ruoyun guessed that the candle in the lantern must have been refined from flower oil, but he couldn't smell which kind of flower fragrance it was. The woman seemed to be able to read minds, and immediately guessed her thoughts, and sipped her cherry and said with a smile: "This candle wick is extracted by Mrs. Ben herself in the garden to pick the flower stamens, this essential oil can be bathed, can be sprayed on the bedding, clothes or hair skin, if it encounters sweat, it is more fragrant." Ruoyun was secretly ashamed in his heart, it turned out that the essence and perfume were available in the Northern Song Dynasty, and later generations still talked about their own inventions.

After the lights are turned on, the maids rush into a lot of colorful food. Mrs. Banner pointed to the dishes on the Huanghuali round table and said to her: "These ingredients are all made of flowers, please see, this white color is pear blossom cake, this pink is peach blossom soup, this purple rose cheese, and this dark red is cherry blossom dew." There are also poria crisp and lotus root boxes, which are all very delicious, and they can't be eaten with more silver taels outside. Tomorrow during the day, Mrs. Ben can take her son to the outside world, and you will know why the women here are all flower-like women and enduring. We only eat flowers and fruits, not meat, and the water we drink is also the water of Baihua Creek, and the wine is also the wine made from Baihua. ”

Facing this table of colorful delicacies and pastries, Ruoyun, who had already sung the plan of the city for many years, unceremoniously feasted on it. She thought that in this situation, if people want to harm you, there are countless ways, and you don't have to go to such great lengths to poison the food. After a while, Ruoyun tasted every delicacy and the taste was really good. But she didn't dare to drink the flower wine in those colorful jade porcelain bottles, she was afraid that she would get drunk, and after losing consciousness, she could only be at the mercy of others. Mrs. Banner persuaded her to drink a few times, and when she saw that she was stubborn and did not drink, she poured herself a few glasses, and her cheeks were red from drinking. I don't know if it's Mrs. Banner's routine, but after getting drunk, her eyes became blurred, and a flood of spring flooded her eyes, surging like a tide.

Ruoyun's heart began to beat a drum, I wonder what she would do with herself when she found out that she was a woman?

Ruoyun was led by Mrs. Banner and walked inside, anxious. When she passed by the window, she couldn't wait to break free from this goblin of unknown age and jump down, but the Lady Banner who looked gentle like water held her hand very strongly, and it was estimated that it would not be easy to break free.