Zijuan watched Lin Xuanchen tie the belt that God knows how valuable, and he didn't need to scratch his head and make a gesture, just standing there very normally, and his whole body could show a noble and elegant, even noble and refined beauty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"I don't know who gave this tape, but it's really a match for the lady.。 Zijuan said in his heart, he never dared to ask the master where this belt came from, it was not a simple "big disrespect" that could be summed up as a crime, I really want to ask, Zijuan may really soak the old lady in the pig cage, after all, only the master in this world asks the slave about the private property, where does the slave dare to ask the master what is in the house?

Zijuan looked at Lin Xuanchen and shook his body with satisfaction, walked gracefully to the mahogany desk, looked at the rest of the little song he wrote a few days ago in the not too bright skylight, gently pursed his mouth, lifted the spread of rice paper, put it aside, took out a piece of rice paper again, laid it out, and put Mobao to write again. Compared with a few days ago, her mood has changed, her small heart is no longer full of weak and small feelings, but full of lamentation for her past, guilt and longing for her parents, memories and mourning for the good life of the past, she knows that she will never be able to return to the innocent life of her childhood, because she can't even keep the last little memory of that life, the dowry left by her parents.

She sat down and prepared to write, she was different from all the cynics in the world, and when she decided to write something, she would never have to be scrambled to write a stroke, because once that happened, she would never force herself to write down a stroke.

When she sat down quietly and prepared to write a little song, Zijuan thought about sending someone to wait at his wife's place, one was to say hello to the old lady, and the other was to wait for the food to be passed and let the little maid bring it back, which also saved his wife from sending someone to deliver it. It's almost noon, and none of them in the room have eaten breakfast, so it's estimated that even the young lady is hungry at this time, right? Zijuan looked at the young lady who seemed to be in good condition today, and couldn't help but look forward to her eating a little more, you must know that in the past five years, she has never eaten more than a mouthful of food here, and every time she tastes it only superficially, if she is very sick, sometimes she will die out.

Thinking of this, Zijuan felt more and more pitiful for her own young lady, since she was a child, her parents were double kings, and she went to a relative's house and sent someone under the fence. Finally, the relative is a rich and noble person, there are many delicious foods, but his body is not angry, he can't eat a lot, such a body, let alone give birth to a few sons in the future, I am afraid that he will not even live long, but he is such a top appearance, top-notch, even better than those men, it is really pitiful.

She was thinking about it, but she saw a big girl outside braving the light rain and hurrying here.

Zijuan first saw a vague shadow through the rain curtain, probably a maid rather than a stubby servant, and only when she got closer, did she recognize it as the "Hong'er" she often saw, a big maid from Mrs. Li, whose status was one level lower than herself. This nineteen-year-old girl with beautiful bones and pink cheeks, and Zijuan they are old acquaintances, naturally know that Miss Lin has always been weak, and she can't go to the ground for a few days a year, at this time it's time to eat, the light rain outside is still dripping, thinking of what Mrs. Li explained to herself, she couldn't help but hesitate a little, she probed her brain in, and saw Lin Xuanchen was about to sit down next to the mahogany bookcase, Xu is going to write something again, and couldn't help but feel relieved, so she saluted the girl first.

Lin Xuanchen responded lightly, that Hong'er must not take the initiative to talk to Lin Xuanchen according to the rules of the rank, that is a great disrespect to the girl, after saluting, she can only turn around and say to Zijuan: "Good sister, Mrs. Li is passing the food over there, seeing that the young lady is okay now, hurry up!" You must know that since Lin Xuanchen entered the door of the Zhao family in Chongwangfu, except for the first day of the ceremony, only the old lady and Mrs. came to visit, and no one dared to invite her to go anywhere, that is, family gatherings and the like, it was also an important day such as the New Year's Festival, and Miss Lin herself wanted to go, where can it be like today, neither the New Year nor the Festival, please go to eat.

Zijuan turned her mind around a lot, and couldn't help but be a little angry after listening to Hong'er's words, since she served Lin Xuanchen, she was afraid of falling when she saw the old lady and the old man holding their master in the palm of their hands, and the brothers and sisters from all walks of life also looked up to their masters like gods, although they didn't dare to do anything on the surface, but secretly the arrogance of the slave lord was also accumulated unconsciously.

"Good sister, don't you look at this day! Miss herself is weak, and she usually has to raise a month or something, what's wrong today? Why did Madame suddenly remember to invite the sisters of each family?" Zijuan's tone was quite soft, but the meaning of her words was a little embarrassing to Hong'er, she actually wanted to say in her heart, since she wanted to enjoy the meal, then bring a copy directly to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Hong'er could hear her voice, and she blocked a small half of her sulk for no reason, but in the face of the chief maid of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and immediately could only say in a very aggrieved tone: "Sister, where are you talking about this?!" Today is not a festive day, but the eldest lady and the girls of Mrs. Li's family are coming to live in this garden, and they only arrived this morning, and Mrs. Wang is preparing for a banquet, the old lady, the wife, the master, the second young master, and even the buddies from all over the outside, are here, just waiting for the young lady. ”

Hong'er's words made Zijuan speechless for a while, since she used so many people to press Miss, then Miss didn't seem to have a reason not to go, but this weather is cold or hot, and if you go out, you will have to catch a cold. She was hesitating, but she heard Lin Xuanchen say softly: "Then lead the way." As she spoke, she put down her little pen and stood up.

Zijuan hurriedly went to help, but Lin Xuanchen beckoned: "Bell, Huiwen, you guys come too! Ni Wen stays here, don't forget to feed the swallow millet shell!"

Where did Zijuan dare to let the young lady do it herself, and hurriedly brought the snow fox fur coat that the old lady personally appreciated last year to her to wear, and covered it with a layer of rainproof red heart wicker clothes, both of which were given by Mrs. Zhen, and they were properly hidden in the palace, and the people on the market had never even seen them, let alone asked the market price. Zijuan himself wore a green fresh wicker coat, covered with an ordinary high-grade silk cloak, only the small bell, which was the ghost silver fox that day, directly sent the vitality outward, and actually instantly condensed a scarf woven from a thin sheet of ice is not a scarf, and the chain mail is not a strange clothes of chain mail, but it can be regarded as covering the eleven little tails, and the aqua blue ice chip clothes are put on her, which shows the small cuteness of her "fairy seed". She walked in front of her along the way to open the way, while Zijuan could only take the lantern and hand stove by herself and accompany Lin Xuanchen to walk slowly.

The Hundred Gardens are worthy of being tossed out of millions of taels of gold, not only luxurious, but also big enough, Lin Xuanchen walked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at the main hall of the Chongwang Mansion. At this time, there were already many people gathered here, Lin Xuanchen glanced at it slightly, and saw that the hairpin rings inside reflected each other, and the whispering of warblers and warblers was endless, obviously everyone had not started to eat yet.

Lin Xuanchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she was still very worried that the food would be served, and everyone would wait for her, then she would really become the target of public criticism. When she entered the room, everyone in the room suddenly stopped talking, and looked at this delicate girl with some surprise, and watched her salute the old lady, old lady and lady.

She had just bowed to the old lady twice, and before she could bow down for the third time, she was pulled into her arms by the richly dressed old man, hugged her carefully, patted her back gently like a kitten, and sighed:

"God is pitiful! You dare to run out by yourself on such a cold day!" The old lady said, glaring at Mrs. Li suddenly: "You are really! I told you that you don't need to call it! This cold day is very good!" "Mrs. Li, who was reprimanded by her, was originally the girl who worshiped the king, and now she has become a concubine, under the support of Mrs. Wang, she is in charge of the trivial matters of the mansion on weekdays, and she has a lot of power.

Dare to ask who this old lady is?

Idle people just know that this old lady Zhen is an elder in Chongwang's family today, with royal blood, but they don't know that she is actually Chongwang's biological mother, she was still a palace maid back then, although she is also good-looking, but after all, she is a folk woman, not taken seriously, after being occasionally fortunate by Emperor Ren, he let it go, and when she gave birth to a child, the emperor knew that he had another son, at that time Emperor Renhuang already had many princes, and even the position of the prince was decided, and it was not rare to have any sons, and the young palace maid was really difficult to support a noble prince, at that time after the empire experienced a great turmoilIn short, this palace maid colluded with a powerful concubine at the time, and passed her son to the concubine to raise, and she went out of the palace and returned home, neither became a nun nor could marry someone else, so she was lonely and widowed to old age, Emperor Ren died, and Emperor Ling ascended the throne, in order to show "governing the world with filial piety" Political opinion, Emperor Ling decided to restore the reputation of the old mother, but the old palace maid has been accustomed to the life of the mortal world, and is unwilling to return to the deep palace, so she simply moved to live with her own son, and raised the heavens, so many years, King Chong has also survived from the young man to the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and the biological mother has also been in a lot of feelings, natural mother and son filial piety, and they are happy, but because she has served the emperor, or even simply the identity of the imperial concubine, up and down the house, there is absolutely no one, a dog, a sparrow dares to go against her will。 Naturally, he became the supreme leader of the mansion, not to mention Mrs. Li, Mrs. Wang, and even King Chong himself could only kneel down and listen to her reprimand.

What Mrs. Li thinks in her heart, it doesn't matter at the moment, anyway, she doesn't have the courage to call it out now, after all, the old lady's words are almost the same as the queen mother's decree, she doesn't dare to say anything even if she has nine heads.

Zhen Lao Tianjun held Lin Xuanchen's little face, looked at her weak and delicate appearance, liked it more and more, and said softly: "The girls up and down the house, whether it is a young lady or a servant, just look at your little girl is the most lovely, look at the eyebrows, this little nose and small mouth, how distressed, plus he is extremely clever and well-behaved, you say accept, if you are not used to living in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, just live with grandma!" When she said this, Lin Xuanchen would never dare to agree, just kidding, what kind of identity is the old lady, how can she live in the same room with others?

She had no choice but to politely decline: "Old lady, Xuanchen thinks that the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is good, the bamboo in front of the door, the begonia behind the window, the artistic conception is extremely beautiful, and after such a year, I have long been used to it, and I can care about it when I apply it, so I ...... Don't mess up the old lady. ”

"How can it!" Mrs. Zhen touched Lin Xuanchen's head dotingly, grabbed a strand of her hair and said, "Look, this hair is also very smooth!"

Of course, Lin Xuanchen can only sit on the left hand side, the first place on the right hand side of Zhen Lao Taijun, the position that is really noble and close, and does not leave it to others, just give her the top meat, Zhao Yuheng, the second son of King Chong, always prepared. This Zhao Yuheng is the second son of Lord Chongwang, the penultimate child born to Mrs. Wang, who was watched by the old lady from birth, is really close to him, he is really afraid of falling on his head, this is not counted, this kid has been liked by Mrs. Wang since he was a child, it is not enough to be spoiled by the old lady, Mrs. Wang has to personally hold him in the palm of her hand and care carefully, for him that really even the Lord Chongwang dares to contradict, in this way, this son has become the overlord in the Chongwang Mansion, and no one in the palace dares to provoke, even people outside the palace dare not offend。 Zhao Yuheng was born smart and clever, with a high talent, and he also likes to practice divine skills, and his seven-fold cultivation is already quite good, but he has one of the biggest problems is that he is afraid of reading articles, and he is really hated and afraid from the bone marrow, and he will never dare to touch the slightest, so he is now in his twenties, and he is not even a showman, so that the Chongwang lord who wants to entrust the Chongwang Mansion to him hates itchy. This little prince grew up in the flowers since he was a child, whether it is a maid or a sister of the family, he is regarded as a treasure in the world, and he cares for it in every way, and he is born to be a competent flower messenger. He and the sisters in the palace are very good, but especially pestering the weak and clever Lin Xuanchen, who cares about this "Sister Lin", five or six years ago, when Lin Xuanchen first came to Chongwangfu, this Zhao Yuheng son was with her all day long, the two had no guesses, joked and played, but also fun. Zhao Yuheng once vowed to marry Lin Xuanchen, Lin Xuanchen was only more than ten years old at the time, where did he know what lifelong events, so he agreed with a smile, and when he walked in the secret realm of red blood, he recognized the cruel and dark nature of this world, and only then did he really understand, but at that time, she had secretly promised Yinchen, and she definitely didn't dare to tell Zhao Yuheng, so she could only hold it in her heart, and on the surface, she still played with Zhao Yuheng, but the physical contact between them became less and less. Now Zhao Yuheng is twenty years old, and he has also experienced it on the Fengyue field, knowing that men and women are in defense, so he is not as nonsense as before, but he is more and more eager to get Sister Lin. In his heart, Sister Lin is the most important, and other sisters are indispensable, he is afraid that other sisters and sisters will get married, thinking that when his daughter is not married, she is clean and refreshing, once she marries a man, she falls into the mud pit and stinks, so whenever any young maid in the palace marries, everyone else is happy, only he sighs, and everyone in the world thinks it is a strange person.