Runzhu Hanxi welcomes the early morning, and the delicate rui is like a blue wave.

The white jade bridge stands in the wind, but the smiling silk face stands on the dragonfly.

Sigh again:

Sakura's lips lightly opened my name, and her slender hands seemed to pluck the magic sound.

The maid frowned and looked intent, and the breeze was about to come out of the screen.

Where are the paper masters? Marvel at how high the original owner is.

Su refers to the fact that the paper is expensive, and I am afraid that it is the name of the lady who moves the capital.

"According to the old man, it is not necessarily a bad thing to lose the memory, maybe those memories are exactly what the girl does not want to remember! It's worth exchanging useless memories for rebirth, it's better to remember new things. The monks don't speak, and it's not that the old man can't cure the girl's amnesia, but it is a heavenly opportunity that cannot be revealed, and I hope that Brother Murong Xian will not blame! ”

A cadre of people looked at each other as if listening to a book from heaven. Listening to what the fairy said, it is not like a person who is involved in the trouble.

Murong Ningyan was shocked by the master's remarks, he could see the mystery of this, he was really a master, and he secretly admired it in his heart.

When Murong Zifeng heard this, he was also skeptical, so he looked at Murong Ningyan, only to see her nod slightly, so he said, "Where is Xinglin Weng?" If Murong Zifeng didn't believe in the immortals, how could he pass on the book and bother the immortals to travel so far to see the illness for the little sister? ”

Looking at the appearance of the fairy Weng crane's childish face, everyone was secretly surprised, so Xinglin Weng continued:

"Judging from the pulse, except for some deficiency of qi and blood, everything is normal, it should be overly frightened, and it will slowly recover after a while. The old man suggested that the kitchen should make more soup with lotus root, cherries, red dates, melon, sesame seeds, rock sugar, and lotus seeds for the girl to eat. ”

"There is Lao Xinglin Weng, who came to diagnose the little girl regardless of the long distance! Please laugh at these silver taels! Li took out a bag of silver and handed it to Xinglin Weng with both hands.

"I can't help it, where can I still be called Xinglin Weng after receiving the silver? Another day, Young Master Murong will plant an apricot tree for Ling Mei, hahaha! ”

Murong Zifeng ordered the kitchen to make a table of delicious dishes early to thank Xinglin Weng. Xinglin Weng couldn't excuse himself with his friendship with Murong Zifeng, so he arched his hand and said: "That old man might as well be respectful!" ”

"Yan'er, as this master said, don't you feel unwell in any way?" Li really couldn't believe it, she had seen the cliff passing by the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and every time she walked there, she would deliberately remind Yan'er and her subordinates to go inside the mountain, for fear that if she accidentally fell, she would be crushed.

Murong Ningyan took Li's hand and smiled sweetly: "Mother, don't worry!" Yan'er is really fine, and even the back injury doesn't hurt anymore. ”

"Well, I also looked at Miss's back this morning, and the bruises are gone, and Miss's back is as smooth and delicate as ever." Liu Fu smiled and said:

"Okay, the master said that my smoke is the life of the nobleman, thank you Bodhisattva for blessing! Amitabha! ”

Murong Zifeng accompanied Xing Lin Weng to eat, and wanted to stay in the house for a while longer, but Xing Lin Weng said that he was used to traveling all over the world and insisted on leaving, so Murong Zifeng had no choice but to say goodbye to him.

After sending Xinglin Weng away, Murong Zifeng's heart was much more down-to-earth than before. He returned to Ningxiang Pavilion and asked Liu Wu in detail about the appearance of the robber who was led that day, and said softly to Murong Ningyan: "I'll go and find that robber, if Yan'er has anything urgent to find me, give me a book to fly." Before I come back, try not to come out of your room. After saying that, he hurried out the door.

Liu Fu listened to the words of the eldest young master, and was afraid that someone would make trouble again, so he hurriedly plugged the door from the inside.

Only then did Murong Ningyan have time to observe her boudoir carefully. In addition to those carved woodware, the most is calligraphy, painting and embroidery, the maid on the wall in the picture of the woman is thousands of manners, eyebrows and expressions, the use of silk thread color is just right, the color is realistic and natural, and the characters seem to come out of the painting.

The lotus flower in the embroidery, with dew drops budding to be released, there is a dragonfly standing on the head of the flower bone, next to a blooming lotus flower is clear and jade, the lotus leaf like a jade plate floats on the water surface, and there are a few small dewdrops floating on it, as if a gust of wind is blowing and is about to roll together to converge.

From water to flowers to dragonflies to clouds, nothing is not lifelike, and Murong Ningyan seems to have smelled the fragrance of flowers. Seeing this, I was amazed, and thought: How good it should be to pass on this memory of embroidery to me, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for me to reach the realm of the original owner even if I study for a lifetime. . .

Murong Ningyan saw a delicate basket on the table, with a bouquet of lilies in it, stretched out his hand to realize that it was embroidery, and gently picked it up, only to see a bouquet of lilies embroidered on it, and it was about to be completed.

There is an embroidery frame under the large window carved with exquisite patterns, and an emerald green brocade is embroidered with a phoenix Yu Fei, its stitches are rich, the stitches are fine, and the colors are bright, looking at the theme seems to have been completed, as if the border part has not been completed, Murong Ningyan can't help but gently caress it, delicate, silky, and soft. . .

"This is the wedding dress you embroidered, miss, do you remember?" Liu Yu'er asked in surprise:

When Murong Ningyan heard this, he was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Wedding dress?" I'm already married? ”

"Not yet, every daughter's family will start preparing their own wedding dresses from a very young age." Liu Wu bowed his head and replied.

"Then why is the wedding dress green? Shouldn't it all be red? ”

"Miss, red is worn by the groom, commonly known as red men and green women."

"In this way, then this wedding dress is not embroidered, and I can't remember anything, so naturally I can't continue to embroider, what can I do?" Murong Ningyan secretly stuck out his tongue, and accidentally came out with Internet buzzwords, fortunately, Liu Xue Bingxue was smart, and replied without asking too much: "Miss, don't worry, I will teach you in the future, and you will definitely remember it soon." ”

"I used to embroider these things myself? Look at the characters and scenery on this embroidery, which one is not lifelike, vivid, it can be fake, how superb the skill is? As soon as the words came out, I felt inappropriate, and hurriedly said, "I'm worried that the recovery will not be as good as before." ”

"It's okay, although Miss has lost her memory, she feels smarter than before, and she is a lot more lively and cheerful, Liu Wu prefers the current Miss, I accompany Miss to study and practice hard, and I will definitely be able to embroider more beautifully!" Liu Wu was full of confidence in Murong Ningyan.

Murong Ningyan smiled and nodded, walked to the bookcase next to the embroidery frame, there were some silk books stacked on it, Murong Ningyan picked up a roll casually and was about to open it.

"Miss, do you want to practice embroidery now?" Liu Wu swept away the haze for a short time before, took out a piece of cloth, and asked Murong Ningyan with a smile:

"Okay!" Murong Ningyan put down the book in his hand, walked over and sat down in front of the window, and Liu Wu began to teach him hand in hand.

Embroidery is really not a simple job, the fingers have been pierced with several stitches, and the stitches on the embroidered cloth are like an ugly centipede lying on it, crooked, Murong Ningyan secretly complained in his heart.

In the Fuxi Pavilion, Chunlan said to the princess mysteriously: "This morning, a white-bearded old man came to Ningxiang Pavilion, who seemed to know Young Master Murong Zifeng, and after entering, the doors and windows were still closed, and the slaves and maids could only wait outside. ”

"What do you think the old man is here for?"

"According to the slave maid, that old man is either a doctor or a Taoist."

"Doctor? Road? There must still be something weird in this, but what about now? ”

"Young Master Zifeng has left the house, but the doors and windows of Ning Xiang Pavilion are still closed."

"Keep watching, listen to what you can, and find a way if you can't hear it, go quickly!"

After staring down for more than an hour, his finger was accidentally pricked again, and the blood beads were gushing, so he quickly put it in his mouth and sucked it, this is the third time he has been pricked today. Fortunately, Liu Wu'er has a kind and kind attitude, and she has learned a lot of skills at this time. I thought to myself that the ancients were really powerful, they could embroider so many beautiful works, when would they learn like me? I began to retreat a little in my heart, so I said: "Liu Wu'er, let's go out for a walk, just walk around the yard, it's too boring to stay in the house for too long." ”

Liu Yu'er said: "Miss, I'll accompany you to the door for a walk, I won't practice today." ”

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of flower pots breaking outside the window, and Liu Yu'er hurriedly went out to look, only to see a girl ring running out in a panic, running too fast, so that she only saw a back, and did not see who this person was. So he muttered, "Who is so reckless?" ”

Murong Ningyan, who heard the sound, asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I only saw the back of a girl ring running out, I don't know who it is, look at the panicked look, I guess it's the eyes and ears sent to eavesdrop!"

Murong Ningyan thought to herself: It's not a matter for them to monitor like this day and night, so they have to quickly find a way to rectify it.

In the Fuxi Pavilion, the princess was eating snacks with Murong Ningshuang, and when she saw a girl running over in a hurry, the princess said, "You can't stabilize the point?" Running in such a panic is not suspicious? Hurry up and say, what did you find? ”

"Young Master Zifeng is not here, the slave dare to lie under the window secretly to listen, and actually found a lot, although the doctor said that the second lady has no problem, but from the behavior point of view, it is indeed really amnesia, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that I was proficient in before, now I have completely forgotten everything, even the embroidered clothes from small to large will not embroider, Liu Wu is teaching it hand in hand!"

"Is that really the case?" Murong Ningshuang was surprised.

"That's true, and the slave maid looked at it carefully, the plum blossoms on the forehead of the second lady were indeed not painted, but they didn't talk much, and every time they spoke, they ran outside to say, it was not easy to dodge, and the slave and maid almost let the catkins see it just now."

"This catkins are indeed very shrewd, you have to be careful not to let her see through it, Caixia, and send her a few shrewd girls to help her take care of it, go!"

"Mother, what are we waiting for? It's time to get started, right? Wait any longer, in case that matter is found out, it will be over. ”

"Tomorrow is the day of your father's vacation, and my mother has already started to act, so you just wait and see what happens!"