Please go to Jinjiang to see the genuine. Support 315 to bring down the counterfeit and shoddy! The door of the upstairs main room was open, Xiao Yan walked in, took off her brocade shoes behind the screen barrier, and handed her a hot towel to wipe her hands.

There are already more than a dozen horses of Yijin on the long couch in the leisure room, red, golden red, vermilion, golden orange, peacock green, sapphire blue, purple gold moire and five-color brocade, and seven-color brocade are all smooth brocade like water, the texture is shiny, the color is fresh, and Xiao Yan blinks more than once.

"It's too glamorous, isn't it?" Her eyes wandered, and she was very worried.

Because her mother likes plain colors, Xiao Yan is also influenced by her mother to wear light-colored clothes, such as the emerald green fur made in autumn this year, which is the most colorful color in her wardrobe.

Shen Qingyi sat on the low couch half-leaning, watching her eyes slip around with interest, but she couldn't make up her mind, and the corners of her lips hooked, "Seventeen, rest assured, no matter how bright the color is, it can't cover your natural color, whatever color brocade you choose, wearing it on your body will only be beautiful, and it will not be vulgar." ”

Bai Su and Xiang Lan both bowed their heads and couldn't help laughing, but they also felt that the young lady was telling the truth, no matter what color Seventeen Langjun was wearing, he was a "human shirt" and had a beautiful appearance!

Xiao Yan was so teased that she was speechless and got close to Shen Qingyi, and gradually knew that her fourth sister-in-law was indeed cold, but she would also laugh at people when she was interested, so don't refute it at this time, otherwise it will definitely be herself who suffers, she changed the topic with a smile, "What did sister-in-law choose?" ”

Shen Qingyi Su pointed to the seven-color eight-pattern brocade, and his tone was a little narrow, "Seventeen want to pick this color?" ”

Xiao Yan choked, and sat on the couch a little tricky, "Sister-in-law, help me choose, uh, forget the color you just said." ”

Shen Qingyi looked at her with his right hand for a while, then stretched out his finger and pointed to a small red flower brocade at the bottom, "How about this color?" ”

"Okay." Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this is much better than the five-colored and eight-flower brocade, nodded without thinking, and added, "Sister-in-law said that it is good, naturally it is good." ”

Shen Qing smiled suddenly, and stretched out his finger again, "How about that color?" ”

It is a white brocade, but with gold thread woven with large chrysanthemum petals, elegant and auspicious, it is indeed a good brocade.

Xiao Yan coughed, "It's okay." She didn't like to embroider big flowers on her clothes, "If only the flowers were smaller." She couldn't help but muttered again.

Shen Qingyi just didn't hear it, and a trace of interest flashed in his cold eyes, "Seventeen likes, then pick these two colors." When she saw Xiao Yan's collapsed face, her eyes were even more interested, "Seventeen has an opinion?" ”

"No comment." Just wear it, isn't it just a few big chrysanthemums?

"That's it," Shen Qingyi directly took the idea, "The color of the jujube red group flower is made into an otter brocade fur, the color of the cloud white chrysanthemum pattern is made into a white fox and a crane, and then two large-sleeved clothes each, what does Seventeen think?" ”

"Uh, okay."

When she meets such a strong sister-in-law, can she have an opinion?

Xiao Yan muttered in his heart.

But there is no doubt in my heart.

She knew that Shen Qingyi really cared for her.

A cold-hearted woman like her fourth sister-in-law, I am afraid that there are very few people who can be truly cared for by her, and Xiao Yan is very content.

Mother said that you should be grateful to those who are good to you.

So, don't worry about small things like being teased and teased once in a while.

It's October, and it's cold.

On the ninth day of the first month, it was a literature class, Shen Zheng was three moments, when Xiao Yan was about to return to Jingyuan from Chenghe Courtyard, Shen Qingyi sent Siaolan to call someone, saying that the embroidery building had made the new clothes, and asked her to try on the clothes to see if it fits, and if it doesn't fit, let the small embroidery room take it back and change it.

There is a splendid building in the Guogong Mansion, which is in charge of the clothes and work of the masters in the mansion. Princess Anping loved her son, and picked a few fine embroidery girls to be assigned to Chenghe Courtyard, living in a small attic on the west side of the main mansion courtyard, separated from the inner courtyard by an alley, there is a west corner door to communicate, called a small embroidery room.

Xiao Yan followed Xianglan to the east chamber upstairs in the inner courtyard. There is a special room here for the four big maids and four second-class maids to do needlework, the two masters in the courtyard of the underwear, hand towels, socks and other personal supplies will not be entrusted to the small embroidery room, by their own hands, and each has its own division of labor, do only make underwear, do hand towels will not make socks, the higher the family, the more detailed in these things.

The embroidered lady was not in the east wing, so Xiao Yan took off her mask.

"Take off your robe and try it," Shen Qingyi beckoned, "Let woad blue write down the size for you, and then go back and let the embroidery lady change it." ”

Wo Lan stepped forward and untied her robe.

There was a charcoal basin in the house, which was very warm.

On weekdays, the four servants who served Xiao Yan in the front yard were Duan Yan and the other four waiters, and Xiang Lan was so close to Xiao Yan for the first time.

Xu is too close, woad lan was nervous for no reason, only to feel Xiao Yan's shallow breathing floating in his ears, as far as his eyes could see was delicate and delicate skin like clotted fat, which must be smoother than the otter hair in his new clothes, and the diamond-shaped lip flap under the bridge of his nose was red and red, which seemed to be softer and more fragrant than the girl's lips

The fingertips of Xianglan undressed, and she lowered her eyelashes in a little panic, laughing at herself in her heart for always making fun of Chi Shao's nymphomaniac, who would have thought that she was not much better than her.

She was in such a trance, and her slightly trembling fingertips didn't untie the band several times.

This kind of special cloth for the Shi clan is equipped with a jade hook, which is very complicated, and it must be solved in order, and it is more likely to make mistakes when the blue is in a hurry, and the vest is oozing sweat for a while.

Xiao Yan had the impression that the eldest maid beside the fourth sister-in-law had always been very stable and quiet, but she seemed to be a little embarrassed, so she laughed lightly.

Woad Lan was even more embarrassed in her heart, and her beautiful face turned red in an instant, like a sunset dyed layer by layer, beautiful and charming.

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and he praised without hesitation: "It turns out that woad also has Yandu." ”

Yeondo is a beautiful face.

Xiang Lan choked in her heart, the four of them were carefully selected from the mansion by the head of the Guogong Mansion, and the wisdom and dexterity of the Xiu Xiu were inferior to other maids, but the daring was colorless in the eyes of this seventeenth Langjun.

It's really devastating.

Woad Lan was bitter in her heart.

Who made this Lang Junyan too good!

She was annoyed in her heart, and her face became more and more red because of anger or embarrassment.

Xiao Yan looked at her and had a playful heart. She doesn't have brothers and sisters of the same age to play in Qingning Courtyard on weekdays, although she is smart and talented, but she is as pure as a white silk in terms of human feelings. Remembering his mother's movements, he reached out and patted the top of Wolan's head to appease her. Her mother always patted her on the head, and she wanted to find someone to give it a try. Sure enough, it feels very soothing. She couldn't help laughing softly, touched it twice, and said very gently, "Don't rush, slow down." ”

Woad Lan was stunned by her stroking her head, and froze there, her face flushed.

Shen Qingyi almost squirted out a mouthful of tea soup, stretched out his hand to put down the tea bowl, only to feel that the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped twice.

Is this molesting?

Xiao Yan's face is pure and gentle.

Shen Qingyi put down the teacup speechlessly, and glanced at the embarrassed maid, this was her carefully cultivated subordinate, but she couldn't take away Xiao Qiqi's heart.

Even if you don't want to, you can be annoyed!

"Seventeen, come here."

Her tone was light.

Xiao Yan and Xiang Lan chilled at the same time.

Woad Lan took a few steps back, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, and returned to a steady and calm appearance.

Xiao Yan blinked, this can become really fast.

She didn't dare to rub it, so she walked forward with a smile, "Sister-in-law." ”

Shen Qingyi got up from the small couch, stepped on the carpet with snow-colored double-woven brocade socks, and looked down at Xiao Yan slightly.

She is four years older than Xiao Yan, and she is also the age when willow branches pull out her figure, more than a head taller than Xiao Yan.

With some condescending, cold eyes stared at her with slight responsibility.

Xiao Yan looked innocent, and the eyelashes on his eyes fluttered twice.

Shen Qingyi thought of butterflies fluttering flowers.

The thin anger melted away like snow meeting sunlight.

Shen Qingyi glared at her, as if the eldest sister had done something wrong to her naughty and cute brother, that helpless and pampered attitude.

Xiao Yan's mind was pure and he looked up and smiled.

Shen Qingyi's gaze softened, and he stretched out his hand, as if the fingers carved from ice and snow were dexterously picked a few times, and he untied the Bo belt around Xiao Yan's waist. She stretched out her hand and continued to untie the strap on the front of her robe, Xiao Yan reacted at this time, and immediately got up embarrassed, stretched out her hand to block it: "How dare you bother my sister-in-law, I'll come by myself." As he spoke, his fingertips touched the back of Shen Qingyi's hand, and it was as cold as ice and snow.

She sighed, and without thinking about it, she held the hand of ice and snow, and her face naturally showed concern, "There is a brazier in the house, why is my sister-in-law's hand so cold?" ”

Shen Qingyi said lightly: "I don't have enough qi and blood when I am young. "When she is older, there is no one to nurse her, except for her mother, who in Shen Fuzhong really cares for her?

A cold melt crossed her brow, and she was about to withdraw her hand.

But Xiao Yan held it tightly, then covered her hands, and put her palms together in the palms, "I'm full of blood, lend some to my sister-in-law." ”

Shen Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and then felt that his cold right hand was wrapped in a ball of warmth.

This kind of warmth is not the kind of scorching warmth of a hand stove, without the dryness of a dry fire, but the warmth of nature.

She couldn't help but crave this warmth.

Xiao Cong and she are both lacking in qi and blood, and in the autumn and winter nights, a warm bag must be placed in the quilt, and the mattress and brocade quilt must also be scalded with a warm bag, otherwise it will be cold all night.

Shen Qingyi's mood diverged a little.

Just when she was stunned, she suddenly felt that her right hand, which was as cold as snow, had become warm.

Xiao Yan has practiced martial arts since he was a child, his blood is vigorous, his hands are warm even on the coldest days, and he gets up after rubbing his palms together a few times. She lowered her head slightly, carefully and gently rubbed the back of Shen Qingyi's palm, and a serious expression appeared on her jade-like face.

"Okay, the right hand is hot. Switch to the left hand. Xiao Yan gently put down her right hand, and then reached out to pick up her left hand hanging by her side, and rubbed it in the palm of her hand.

Woad lowered her head, but she didn't see it.

Besides, it's nothing, Seventeen Langjun hasn't "tied his hair" yet, and he was a "child" before fifteen, not talking about skin and blind date.

"Sister-in-law is good at medicine, first of all, she should take care of herself. If you don't cure yourself, how can you cure others" Xiao Yan babbled in his mouth, as if he was his own sister.

Shen Qingyi's expression was a little apprehensive.

Her mother only gave birth to her, but there were ten ** half-siblings in the Shen Mansion, but they only shed half of the same blood, and the blood was also cold, so she could only be cold-hearted. The so-called blood relatives are just strangers living in the same mansion, and even worse, they are not even strangers.

She had hoped that if she had a younger brother, or if her sister had someone worthy of care, maybe her heart would not be cold.

She looked at Xiao Yan.

This boy is so pure, like the first snow in winter, pure white and unblemished.

There was a ripple in Shen Qingyi's heart, and he was swaying slightly.

Those eyes as cold as snow softened sometime, as if the sun of early spring shone on the snow in the mountains, although it had not yet melted, it had been contaminated with the thin warmth of the spring sun.

She jumped over the wall and entered, almost walking away, and when she entered the outer courtyard, she saw Shang Qi chopping wood under the corridor, but each knife went down silently, and the log cracked silently from it, evenly four pieces.

Shang Qi made a "shh

Xiao Yan nodded, slowed his steps, and entered the inner courtyard without a sound.

Snowflakes fluttered like catkins and fell on the cypresses, sycamores and the ground in the courtyard.

On the cloister in front of the door of the study, there is a bookcase, a leather felt seat.

Shang Qing's ink hair was not pulled, he was plain in a plain shirt, the sleeve on the right side was rolled twice, and he was plain and white in his hand, and he was engraved with bamboo slips.

Xiao Yan walked from the corridor to the east chamber, Qi Niang came over silently, took off some semi-wet outer clothes for her, Xiao Yan changed into a soft-bottomed relief shoes under the corridor, and quietly knelt on the side of the Yin mat to watch her mother engrave.

Shang Qing only engraved one word: snow.

It is engraved with a large seal in gold.

After Shang Qing carved this word, he didn't seem to be satisfied, threw the knife, waved his sleeves and got up, "It's burned." ”

"Whoa." Qi Niang responded and handed a hot towel to Shang Qing to wipe his hands.

Xiao Yan leaned to the side of the desk to look at the bamboo slip, his eyes were dazzling, and he muttered, "It's so well carved!" In short, she can't carve this kind of rhyme, it is obviously a snow word carved by a knife, and the word is half an inch deep into the bamboo, but the "snow" is like a light feather flying. Her baby seemed to be in her arms, and she ran to the east wing with her free shoes, "Grandma, I'll take it and burn it." ”

Qi Niang laughed out loud, Xiaolang, are you going to burn bamboo slips in the bedroom? I went to the dining room to make a show.

"Xiao Lang's heart is not quiet." If it were the usual one, it wouldn't be so unexpected.

Shang said lightly: "Children." "It's just a mother, what's there to be at a loss.

Qi Niang smiled: "Xiaolang has a deep affection for you. "I care too much about you as a "mother".

Shang Qing smiled, his eyes looking at the courtyard where the snowflakes were flying, his eyes were as calm as snow.

Xiao Yan put away the bamboo slip, changed into a light cyan pigmented collared robe, walked out of the wing room, and walked under the corridor of the main room, but he was a little hesitant.

She walked over to the corridor, walked over and hesitated for a while, then pushed the door into the study, took off her shoes and walked to the side of the bronze inscription of the charcoal, so that the clothes were warm, and then rubbed to the side of her mother's couch, hugged her waist, and said in a sneering voice: "Mother, I see you today, princess." ”

The author has something to say: the inspiration for this battle came from a solar storm.

Thank you for your concern, I have gone to the hospital for examination, as I expected, it is a gallbladder problem, and I will go for a follow-up examination after 3 months to see if it is benign or malignant. The problem is not very big, but the process of seeing a doctor is not very pleasant, which makes me have some feelings about the current medical treatment.

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