Lin Xuanchen closed her eyes, gently pillowed her head on the edge of the window near the bed, listening to the drizzling rain outside, the bitterness in her heart also churned for a while, and she felt that her throat was cold and itchy, she opened her mouth to cough, but suddenly froze her body, and then slowly lay down, slowly holding back a violent cough. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Her breathing slowly calmed down, she was so weak that she was almost nothing, she felt her body getting colder and colder, as if she was slowly transforming from a living person into a void undead, she knew her situation, not what made the little sex deliberately make herself sick, but her physical condition, in the case of the seal, was closely related to the mood of the mood.

Yesterday, on the morning of the fifth day of the sixth month, she overheard the gossip of her servants and women, and suddenly realized that the huge family inheritance she had inherited from her father had been thrown into the vast garden where she lived, and it was impossible for her to return it to her hands. From that moment on, her heart was piled with heavy boulders, and she felt that she was sorry for her aunt, sorry for that "I don't know why" The aunt who was kicked out of the house, in her subconscious, the aunt who was as gentle and loving to her as her mother, was really qualified and had the right to share a fraction of the family business left by her father, after all, it was a family relationship that blood was thicker than water, and it was not only the blood affection, but also the feelings that got along, she knew that her father was very capable, and turned the originally small Lin family into a few rich people in the Southern Empire, millions of taels of gold, that is not a huge asset that the imperial court can raise in a moment, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rich country, and it is nothing to give tens of thousands of gold to her aunt casuallyBut now, she can't even keep her share, so how can she give her aunt a little?

If Chongwangfu swallowed the money by himself, spent it, prostituted it, and squandered it, then with her frank and direct character, maybe it would really pull up the silver dust, and Brother Wan Jianxin and the like would make a big fuss, after all, people should not steam steamed buns to fight for breath, but this money was spent on this manor, this provincial family's courtyard, and spent on the emperor's favorite concubine, so that she didn't even have a place to reason, after all, under the whole world, it is not the king's land, everything in the world is the emperor's, even the merits are the emperor's, what qualifications does she have to fight for from the emperor, from the favorite concubine？

Her family property is not only an astronomical amount of money, but also the unfinished love of her father and mother, she wants to keep it, even if it ends up in her husband's pocket, she still holds such a heavy love, at least in name, but since yesterday, these money, these empty and huge feelings piled up with glittering gold, have been forcibly withdrawn from her side, even from her body, and have been completely deprived. No matter how luxurious and exquisite the garden is, it has nothing to do with her, this is the garden of Concubine Jing, this is the private property of Concubine Jing Niangniang, and even the palace has no connection. Chongwangfu, or more precisely, her uncle and aunt, relied on the same shady means as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and used Lin Xuanchen's money to gain invisible glory and the trust of the Spirit Emperor for themselves, and Lin Xuanchen, who really gave everything, got nothing.

She is still a lonely girl who is fostered in a relative's house, under the fence, looking up to people, and she must be cautious in everything she says and does, so as not to be picked on by the main family, so she has also received countless white eyes, just because she has eaten more ginseng Yang Rong pills than others. She knew that the so-called precious medicinal materials, even if they were eaten for a lifetime, were only a few hundred taels of gold, and even the annual expenses were not paid for in gold, but in silver, and in the final analysis, they were only tens of thousands of copper coins, and what was it compared with her millions of gold, that is, tens of billions of copper coins?

Lin Xuanchen couldn't understand her aunt's thoughts at all, and she didn't dare to imagine that there could be such a shameless person in this world. She only vaguely felt that Mrs. Wang seemed to be a little prejudiced against herself, at the family gathering, her little niece could be coquettish in the arms of the old lady, in the arms of the aunt, and even hugged by her uncle, but she had to behave in front of the eldest lady, and even, in this huge palace, the only one who could scold her and the only one who had the courage to scold her was the real big lady in charge of this mansion, Wang. Before yesterday, she only had a trace of wariness and fear of this woman, but after hearing the words of those few servant women who chewed their tongues yesterday, she actually began to have hatred in her heart for this person.

She was very afraid of this strange feeling, she felt that she should not hate her relatives, Mrs. Wang was the one who brought her into this palace with kindness, and she was the one who really spent money to give birth and educate her Lin Xuanchen, she told herself that she should only be grateful for such a beautiful and gentle woman, but now, when she learned the truth by chance, her heart slowly oozing black hatred.

Because of this feeling, she began to hate herself a little.

Because of this feeling, she began to desperately want to escape from here.

Because of this feeling, she actually had an irrepressible yearning for the secret realm catastrophe more than five years ago.

She longed for that kind of freedom, and although she didn't know that it was the life of a happy and vengeful child, it didn't prevent her from wanting to live that kind of free life again. There, she can't see intrigue, can't see deceit, can't see a knife hidden in a smile, and can't hear gossip, because in that kind of life, everything is based on strength, and talking about a distraction master behind her back can't say that a distraction master is a master of qi, and even, even if it is pointed out by Qianfu, as long as she is capable, she can still live freely. How much horror and worry would the disciples of these two sects show in the face of the accusations of those sanctimonious senior aunts of the Holy Water Sect? What can they do with the words of the senior aunts? Lin Xuanchen even clearly remembered that in the face of the threat of the emperor of the court of Aunt Mingquan, whether it was Uncle Jiang Lishi, or Brother Wan Jianxin, or even Brother Yinchen, they all looked as if they heard a monkey barking, and that kind of threat fell on the head of anyone else in the Chongwang Mansion, who was going to cry for his father and mother, and kneel and kowtow.

She longed for that kind of free life, even if that life was short, even if that life was full of danger and killing, it was better than living in this flowery manor, like a doll. She longed for a life where she could write poems at will, draw at will, and sing little songs at any time, and her life now is like that of a canary with bright feathers in a cage made of enamel. In the past five years, when she has really relaxed, she has only been when she has a drinking order at a family gathering, and when she is coquettish in the arms of an old lady.

Lin Xuanchen closed her eyes like this, leaning on the edge of the window, neither falling asleep nor waking up, she was afraid, she was afraid of facing this palace, afraid of facing the sisters in this palace, afraid of facing the old lady, afraid of facing the second brother, and the most afraid of facing the big aunt, she didn't know that her dowry and her father's assets had been squandered by the owner of this manor, and they had become every beautiful brick in the hundred gardens, all of which had become beautiful flowers and leaves, and even became her Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and became the beautiful, comfortable and well-behaved life she enjoys now。

"Thinking about it this way, Nong didn't get anything, at least this Xiaoxiang Pavilion was given to Nong by his father, right? No matter who built it, at least, it was given by his father. Lin Xuanchen somehow thought of this, she suddenly opened her eyes, lifted the brocade quilt covering her body, and the small figure was like an illusory demon, rising lightly into the air, and falling steadily to the ground, she was lazy and inhaled hard, as if the air in this yard was the love of her father and mother, and she wanted to be completely sucked into her body. Zijuan had just reprimanded the little maid who was sweeping the yard outside a few words at this time, and just came in the door, and saw Lin Xuanchen's series of movements that seemed to flow like clouds and water, and his face turned pale with shock, and he was stunned on the threshold for a long time and couldn't speak. It wasn't until Lin Xuanchen ran to the mirror and hurriedly tied up a large handful of black and shiny hair on his head, but he couldn't get the strange style that was popular among the legendary court women, and threw the comb on the ground in a panic that Zijuan woke up, and hurriedly rushed over with an arrow to help his little master steady, and then quickly took out another comb from the dresser.

"What's wrong with Miss? But is it better?"

"It's much better, maybe I woke up a little more violently in the morning, and I was a little out of breath. Zijuan, why do you say this hair is coiled?" Lin Xuanchen's voice changed to the normal tone with a stubborn tone in the glutinous tones on weekdays, instead of the hoarse voice when he was sick, which made Zijuan really let go of a lot of heart.

"Miss or slave, come. Zijuan skillfully coiled Lin Xuanchen's hair, but she was thinking of something else in her heart: "Miss's hair is much thicker than those girls from high-ranking and noble families, if it weren't for the slave maid who has specially summed up a set of hair twisting skills in the past few years, according to the way those girls toss two or three hairs on the top, I don't know how ugly it is! Miss, Miss, how sad you are and how long your hair is!"

Then he tossed for another hour, and then he could be regarded as packing up his own young lady, at this time, Lin Xuanchen had been lying on for an extra hour, so that he had dragged it from morning to dinner, but the people in the next room of Xiaoxiang Pavilion had not had breakfast.

Lin Xuanchen looked at herself in the brass mirror, and her body was a water-green robe with a noble texture, but there was no pattern decoration, and she only felt that her face was green, but at this time, the clothes that the lady in the palace appreciated, she didn't dare not wear them, I don't know why, she actually wanted to wear the goose-yellow robe of the Interpretation Sect at the moment, although I heard Brother Wan Jianxin say that the Interpretation Sect was not a good place, but the clothes sent down there were also extremely strong and durable, and the waist was cinched, unlike this body, straight up and down like a tube。

Lin Xuanchen flattened his mouth, took out a wide belt from a secret compartment in the room and tied it, tied his waist, and then slightly tucked his abdomen and hips, finally making himself look like a girl in the mirror. Counting this year, she is seventeen years old, although she has always been sick, soft and weak, and there is not a few taels of meat left over her body, but she has grown a lot taller, and a lot of flesh has grown on her breasts, which is not symmetrical compared to her original thin and slender body. She reached out and pressed her little breasts, trying to press them into her body a little, but with her fingers she knew it was impossible. She has also observed the other sisters in the palace, it seems that there is no one like her, they are all white flowers on the waist and abdomen, but the chest is a little flat, I think that she has grown into this special appearance, is it because she has eaten too much ginseng to raise Rong pills?

Zijuan behind her couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the belt she took out, she was in charge of everything in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but she had never seen such a belt! Her father and mother were all slaves released from this palace, and she herself was also the so-called "child of the family", and her status was much higher than that of the slaves and maids bought outside. Her father now has a thriving jewelry business, and even the big maid who takes her as a servant has opened his eyes. She remembered very well that just a few years ago, when she went home for the New Year, her father showed off a picture to her. On that picture, it was the material of the belt that the young lady had taken out, but it was still a piece of stone at that time.

Lin Xuanchen's belt was actually cut into small pieces of equal size and shape with an extremely precious jadeite, and then made into a checkered belt-like frame with the best materials from the finch's gold fur, wrapping around the stone, connecting them like inlaid jewels, and making a wide-brimmed belt like a waist. The belt was completely different from the usual belt, and it could not be tied together at all like a rope, but had to be threaded layer by layer along the eyes of the buckle of the belt that had been specially set aside on the belt, and it was tied flat around the waist without tying a knot from end to end. The finch gold fur is already a very precious fabric, that is, with the feathers on the peacock's tail, a small part of the best color is selected to weave into a fine and soft thread, but it can only be regarded as the edge of the belt, the piece of jade in the middle of the belt, Zijuan remembers very clearly, it seems to be the tribute jade heart of the night demon country in the distance, the child's palm is so big, a small piece of one-third of the thickness of a finger, is worth three or four pieces of ordinary jade as big as an adult's fist, it is not too much to say that it is worth a lot of money, that small piece of jade heart, requires three different colors of green, from the lightest to the darkest color, there can not be any obvious lineEvery piece of jade heart, from any angle in the past, must be as crystal clear, but must not appear as obvious edges or ridges as crystal, even the refracted light must be like water light, warm and lovely, can not have the slightest abrupt place, each piece of jade heart placed under the sun, can only reveal a piece of crystal moist light, can not have any focus, not to mention the appearance of color bands, white shifts, dark and other serious flaws. The jade heart that has been carefully selected and has been finely polished and made into small squares, even Zijuan's father, who is worth ten thousand gold, can only get a picture album to relieve his cravings, and he can't get a piece of real thing, and at this time, on the belt on his own lady's waist, there are no less than seventeen or eighteen such jade hearts, so such a belt, can anyone in this world afford it?