Qingwen's spiritual power collapsed instantly, and she turned around angrily.

"What's the matter, girl? Did it scare you? Jia Hui stood opposite with an innocent face, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning on her face.

The little girl can't be associated with the golden finger again, right?

There is a fellow traveler, and sometimes it is quite troublesome.

Qingwen couldn't explain to her, so she had to say, "I see that Miss Ruyan seems to be in a bad mood, and I don't know whether to go in and disturb her, so I stopped here." Have you seen Mu Gongzi? ”

"Oh, Mu Gongzi is not here, maybe he will go back to his house for the New Year, right?" Jia Hui scratched her head, she was really unsure of this statement.

Because for most of the past half a year, I have never heard anyone talk about Mu Nanfeng's family affairs, and I don't even know if he is from the capital.

Qingwen fooled Jia Hui over, and in the house, Liu Ruyan, who had lost mental control, had woken up.

Recalling Fang Cai's dream, she was stunned for a while.

Hearing the sound of Qingwen and Jiahui talking outside the door, she hurriedly came out.

"Girl, why are you here for the New Year?" She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked a little unnaturally.

"It's just the Chinese New Year, I just want to come and see you," Qingwen hugged her and walked inside, and said softly, "I just saw you closed your eyes outside, and you seemed to be asleep." I saw you crying and laughing again, but what did you dream about? ”

"Girl, I, I dreamed of Li Gongzi."

Ruyan grabbed Qingwen's hand and shouted excitedly, "He's still alive, he's still alive!" It's the New Year, and he's thinking about me, and he says he's going to come back and marry me......"

But, as she spoke, her voice lowered, and she murmured at the end, "But, it's all a dream, can it be true?" “

She seemed to say that she listened to Qingwen, and seemed to say to herself: "But, that dream is so real, just like the real thing." “

"It's true! Like smoke, believe me, everything you have dreamed about today is true. Qingwen hugged Ruyan's shoulders and said firmly.

Although she didn't know what Ruyan had dreamed about, she was 100% sure that it was true.

Dream? Sister Ruyan is also dreaming?

Jia Hui was beside her, looking at the excited Liu Ruyan, and then at the sworn Qingwen, her bright eyes blinking and blinking.

"Sister Ruyan, you have to believe our girl, what you dreamed is absolutely true." She also said.

"Jia Hui thinks the same way? That's great! Thank you, girl, thank you Jiahui, I believe in you, I believe that what I saw in my dream is true," Ruyan burst into tears again, "How many years have passed, I feel that I can't hold on anymore, and this dream can support me to wait again." “

Belch...... This?

Qingwen suddenly hesitated, she wasn't sure, was it right or wrong to give Ruyan hope at this time?

She can't hold on anymore, does it mean that if she doesn't have this dream and doesn't get news from Li Gongzi, she will give up waiting for him and find a good man to marry with peace of mind?

If that were the case, she might be happy.

Now that she knows that Li Gongzi is not dead, she is still thinking about her, and she wants to come back to marry her, so she has to wait for him.

But when will Li Gongzi return?

If he doesn't come back for a few years or even decades, will Ruyan have to wait for him all the time?

Isn't that more painful for Ruyan?

These are all unknowns, and it is useless to think too much, so Qingwen accompanied Ruyan to make refreshments.

Ruyan was originally making refreshments in the tea room, but at this time it was almost done, and Qingwen only needed to work with her to bring out the finished fruit.

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On the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Jia family, it is always busy and lively.

Early in the morning, Jia Mu and other people who had a seal were dressed in court clothes according to their grades, and first sat in an eight-person sedan chair and led everyone into the palace to congratulate.

After returning from the salute and banquet, he went to Ningguo Mansion to warm the sedan chair and lead the children into the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.

After Jia's mother had tea in Ningfu, she returned to Rongfu, and Jia Jing, Jia Yu and others led her children and nephews to salute her.

Men and women saluted together.

The men, women, and maids of the two provinces also saluted according to the middle and bottom of the errands, scattered the New Year's money, purses, gold and silver bills, and put them on a feast.

The men and women returned to their seats, offering Tusu wine, Hehuan soup, auspicious fruit, and Ruyi cake, and waited for Jia's mother to get up and go into the inner room to change clothes, and the arrangements for the night were completed.

It is not easy for the old lady Jia Mu to be too old, and she has to make trouble with the juniors all night.

Qingwen calculated, and she didn't have a foreign surname girl this night.

She originally wanted to keep the New Year with Daiyu, but Daiyu was Jia's mother's granddaughter and had to accompany Jia's mother to keep the New Year.

As for her, forget it.

She always felt that her master's name was not right, and she didn't match the Jia family.

Therefore, she returned to Jia's mother early, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, she was going to Baiyun Temple to offer incense and pray for the blessings of the ancestors and the Jia family.

Jia Mu knew that she had her own business, and she didn't demand her, let her go at ease.

Qingwen didn't want to be alone and sad on Chinese New Year's Eve, so she stayed at Zizhuxuan for dinner, made tea, put tea on the table, and drank tea for a while.

It wasn't until she was close to Xu that she left Jiahui to accompany Ruyan, and she didn't get up and leave.

Outside Baiyun Temple, the coachman Liu An was wearing a thick cotton jacket and pacing back and forth outside the carriage.

"Brother Liu, why don't you go into the temple to warm up?" Qingwen asked.

"I just had a meal in the temple, and I was afraid that the girl would go back to the house, so I came back and waited."

Liu An sighed on his hand, took down the stool and put it away, "Girl, get in the car, don't freeze." ”

Liu An has been a driver for Qingwen for more than half a year, not much to say, but he has always been conscientious, never made mistakes, and never made mistakes.

Qingwen took out a purse and gave it to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, I still let you run around during the New Year, it's hard work!" Take these silver bills back and play with them. ”

"Thank you, girl," Liu An held the five or six silver bills, rejoiced in his heart, and hurriedly thanked him, "Slaves are not hard, this is our duty as slaves." ”

Qingwen smiled, thinking that after the New Year, she would go to ask Jia's mother for Liu An's deed, and he would be his own person in the future.

The carriage was about to enter the city gate, when it was confronted by a large carriage with a canopy and beads.

Liu An hurriedly drove to the side, pulled the car over to the side of the road, and waited for someone to pass first.

In this dynasty, the emperor's carriage was six-driven, four-horse-drawn carriage, at least the specifications of the palace.

Qingwen's horse-drawn cart should be far away from others.

This evil feudal social hierarchy! Qingwen was unhappy, but she would not be stupid enough to say it.

"Say something somewhere." Didn't she wear this evil old society?

When the two cars were wrong, a surprised voice came: "Liu An, but Miss Qing is in the car?" ”

Hey? Or an acquaintance?

Lin Qingwen couldn't help but be stunned, lifted the curtain and looked outside.