Rong Zhao did fulfill his promise and took Rong Yao to Guose Tianxiang Building, but ah, the beautiful girls could only watch from a distance and not play blasphemous, which made Rong Yao cry out and be deceived.

However, after Rong Zhao watched her brother jump up and down and beat his chest, the smile on her face slowly faded, and a cold cold light emanated from under her lowered eyelashes.

Gao first bought Changtian, but Changtian was useless, and she arranged people in Rongyao's house, again and again. Rong Zhao suddenly found that she had been passive all along, and she had never taken the initiative once.

Her mind gradually sank, and the flowers in her heart bore fruit in a hundred turns.

Who cares about the life or death of a maid in the courtyard of the deep house, besides, the maid was given the reputation of being a fox and bewitching the master, even if Marquis Rong knew that the maid was beaten to death with a stick, he just sighed and shook his head, and didn't say anything more.

However, he also reprimanded Rong Yao and urged him to cultivate his self-cultivation. And Rong Zhao didn't seem to have inadvertently revealed that the maid was sent to Rong Yao by the Gao family, which also made Rong Hou feel worried.

He was in an unhappy mood, but Rong Zhao dozed off in class, and he was even more annoyed, "Rong Zhao, didn't you sleep at night?"

Rong Zhao woke up from his daze suddenly, covered his mouth and yawned, and stood up in a daze to leave, "Ah? Father finished speaking? Then I'll go back." ”

"You stop me, so confused, I don't even know if I'm done or not. Say, what did you do last night?" Marquis Rong called her and shouted.

Rong Zhao scratched his scalp, "I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I can't sleep all night." ”

The face of Father Yan, who was still standing a moment ago, melted instantly, and his attitude immediately eased, "Why can't you sleep all night?" Why didn't you say it earlier. Sit down and let Father feel your pulse. ”

Marquis Rong has been involved in medicine and can simply diagnose the pulse.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just that some liver fire is vigorous, and it's okay." He shook Rong Zhao's shoulder, "Since it's not a problem on your body, isn't it that you've been thinking too much and worrying too much lately?"

"Not really, it's just that lately I've had strange dreams when I close my eyes. Rong Zhao said slowly: "There is a mother in that dream." ”

Rong Hou Ye didn't care, but as soon as Rong Zhao mentioned her mother, he immediately looked at her intently, and his eyes were faintly shining.

"I dreamed that she gave me a cart of things, saying it was a gift for me, and I went to pick it up with joy, but suddenly a cloud appeared. The cloud was terrifying, it had fangs and claws with pincers, it was terrifying, it was chasing me, I couldn't outrun it, it was swallowed alive. Dad, that dream was very scary, I broke out in a cold sweat, and I didn't dare to sleep after waking up, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the monster cloud. ”

"I thought it was something, it turned out to be just a nightmare. I see that your little head has too many things in your little head every day, so you can have such strange dreams. "Marquis Rong didn't care. But when it came to Rong Zhao's mother-in-law, he couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes showed infinite sorrow, "Dad really envy you for dreaming of your mother, for so many years, she has never been in my dream." ”

Marquis Rong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does your mother look like in your dream?"

"It's the same as in the portrait. Rong Zhao pointed to the portrait on the wall, which was a picture of a beautiful woman fluttering butterflies, the beauty on the painting had charming eyes like silk, and the corners of her mouth contained spring, which was a little similar to Rong Zhao's mother.

Rong Zhao died not long after she was born, so Rong Zhao didn't remember what she looked like at all. All her memories rely on the narration of Marquis Rong and the portraits traced on the wall.

"Didn't my father dream of his mother once?" she actually dreamed of it, but the mother in her dreams was always vague.

Marquis Rong's smile was mixed with a little bitterness, "When your mother just passed away, it was all her when I closed my eyes, and at that time I really wished that I would never open my eyes, so that she could always be in my dreams." Later, after a long time, I dreamed of her less often, and then I thought she couldn't dream of it. ”

There was silence for a long time, neither of them spoke, only the more leaky ticking sound accompanied by the heartbeat drop by drop.

Marquis Rong looked at the portrait, his face was as gentle as the warm sun in spring. He didn't look at Rong Zhao anymore, just looked at the person in the portrait, and said for a while: "Since you are not in good spirits, take care of it, you don't have to come to me these days, and it's not too late to learn when your spirit is better." ”

"Well, the daughter is gone. Rong Zhao took a deep look at the portrait, apologized slightly, and left for the portrait.

After she left, it took a long time for Marquis Rong to withdraw from the memory of the past. His hand stroked the corner of the table engraved with the inscriptions, and muttered, "A cart of gifts, Yun, is there any meaning in this dream......?" Wonton Zhao ......" He turned his gaze back to the portrait and asked, "Are you hinting at something?"

The snow fell on the eaves of the window, and climbed on the carved lines, one after another, as if listening quietly to the whispering of the sound in the room.

In a blink of an eye, it was the sixteenth day of the lunar month, and this day was the birthday of the third master of the Ronghou Mansion. There were no guests, just a large number of relatives and friends.

"Sixth sister, come on, I have bad luck today, I lost several times, you can avenge me. As soon as Rong Zhao entered Qinghuanju, he was named. The one who called her was Rong Xin, the second lady of the Rong Mansion, she was the second daughter of the third master of Rong, who was married two years ago, but she was married to Gu Jinlin, the second son of Rong Zhao's uncle.

Rong Zhao likes her hearty and straightforward personality, and she is close to her and becomes her cousin, so the relationship between the two has always been good.

Rong Zhao glanced at her with disgust, "I've seen pregnant women eat and drink, but I've never seen pregnant women still hanging horses." She glanced at Gu Jinlin, who was drinking tea and playing chess on the side, "I said third cousin, can you take care of your lady?"

Gu Jinlin smiled, his doting gaze slid over Rong Xin's face, and said, "Don't you know that pregnant women can't be messed with?" ”

Gu Jinlin is a rare good husband, married for two years, and Rong Xin is in love with her, doting on her very much, and accommodating her in almost everything.

Rong Zhao smiled lightly, her cousin was about to catch up with his wife slave. I still wanted to say a few more greetings, so I listened to the person who played chess with Gu Jinlin: "I haven't seen the sixth sister for a long time, and the sixth sister is becoming more and more standard." ”

"Is it?The eldest brother-in-law really hasn't been to the Rong Mansion for a few days, don't you know that I've been so peugeot a long time ago?" The smile on Rong Zhao's face was sarcastic, and he pulled the corners of his mouth perfunctorily at him, and ignored him. Seeing the woman sitting next to him smiling and nodding at her, she smiled back, sighing slightly in her heart.