She struggled a few times, never thinking that the more she struggled, the dense and strong aquatic plants actually stirred her legs and sank down, and the cold and smelly lake water poured into her internal organs unscrupulously, as if she was about to be wrapped in this deep black and merciless cold and sticky monster, suffocated, and finally swallowed into her stomach, and there was no respite.

She was full of sorrow and unwillingness, how could she be drowned like this? She came to Chang'an with great effort and entered the Zhenguo Mansion, she vowed to see Aya and Aniang who abandoned her with her own eyes, she was unwilling, unwilling......

"Yao Niangzi, Yao Niangzi ......"

Bang Bang Bang ......

Warm, very warm, warm and murmuring.

Her heart and lungs were already as cold as frost and snow, and suddenly, a hot and solid trickle of heat poured into it from her back, and she couldn't help coughing lightly, and tightly tugged at the robe of the person in front of her, extremely greedy for the warmth of this moment.

Hey, what a man's voice! Hey, why is there still someone slapping her in the face!

She opened her eyes suddenly, and it was him!

"Ahem, ahem, six, six, six, uncle......" She coughed violently for a while before finally relieving herself.

"Well, since you can recognize me, it should be fine." The man in front of her stared at her expressionlessly and said indifferently.

In a daze, Yao Yun finally came to her senses, Huo Di raised her hand and stroked around her waist, damn it, her food box was gone, her money bag was gone!

She grabbed the collar of the man who was close at hand, her eyes were scarlet and moist, she looked at him pitifully, and said in a dumb voice: "Woo, sixth uncle, I, my money bag fell into the water, and there are a full eight hundred yuan in it!" How, what should I do......"

Xiao Chengyu was stunned, this was the first thing she thought of after she came back from the dead.

He looked at the little lady with pear blossoms and rain in his arms and a pink cheek and jade face, and suddenly remembered that she had once knelt at his feet, shy and timid, charming and shy, and hoarse crying and begging for mercy, unwilling to do that annoying boudoir pleasure for him again.

"No, I, I will find the money bag back, and I can't owe your ...... to Uncle Six"

Yao Yun loosened his collar and was about to get up, but the man beside him domineeringly held down Bai Nen Rou: "It's cold, don't you want to die?" Is money or life important? ”

She was stunned, pursed her lips aggrievedly, and sobbed in a low voice: "Life is important, money is also important, if the sixth uncle wants to tell me about my ugly things, the little girl will definitely have no face to live, it is better to die......"

Xiao Chengyu was very impatient with the woman's plea, at this time her dress was wet and her hair was messy, if she delayed it any longer, she was afraid that she would be infected with the wind and cold again. He said with a cold face: "A mere eight hundred yuan, count me as a charity to you, and write it off from now on." ”

Her eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief: "Sixth Uncle, is this, this true?" ”

He didn't want to talk to her anymore: "If you ask again, you won't count." ”

Yao Yun has always been the best at looking at the eyes, thanked him repeatedly, and left delicately with his head and melon seeds. When she turned around, no one saw a mischievous smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Chengyu looked at her cautious and respectful departing figure, her eyes became darker and deeper, and the meaning was unclear. He turned his head and took out a wet and stuffed money bag from his wide sleeve, no more, no less, exactly eight hundred yuan.

The men he sent lost her. Later, the people who were guarding the Hidden Moon Pavilion replied that Yao Niangzi was indeed seriously ill and on the couch and had never stepped out of the chamber for half a step. So where did the 800 yuan come from?

Xiao Jiayou is young and groggily, and he can't say why. Xiao Jiayou, the eldest grandson of the Zhenguo Mansion, almost drowned in the pond in the backyard of his garden, and Xiao Chengzhong was furious and ordered a thorough investigation into the matter.

This time when she fell into the water on a cold night, Yao Yun was really infected with the heavy wind and cold. Zhang Langzhong goes to Yunqi Courtyard every day for consultation, and sometimes if he leaves late, he can't come to her small Hidden Moon Pavilion, and everyone in the house can't take care of her humble cousin. I have been sick for more than ten days, and the courtyard is cold, bleak and desolate.

She was still vaguely expecting Xiao Shihong to come to visit her. Unexpectedly, on this day, it was Xiao Xiuqing, the ninth lady, who came to visit her first.

"Yun Niang, come and taste the chicken soup I brought you." Xiao Xiuqing warmly beckoned her to get up and drink the soup.

Yao Yun smiled helplessly, dragged his weak body and got up and sat on the side of the couch. The chicken soup is still hot, and she thinks she brought it while it's hot, so it's really heartfelt.

"Yun Niang, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, thank you Jiuniang." She smiled dismally, she didn't expect this noble little lady to think about her.

Xiao Xiuqing muttered happily: "I just went to find the sixth uncle to talk about something, and it happened that someone brought him the newly boiled chicken soup, so I borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha and brought it to you." Hurry up and take care of your body, and then we can go to the Lishan paddock together for winter hunting! ”

Yao Yun's hand holding the soup spoon suddenly condensed in mid-air, only to feel that this hot and fragrant chicken soup was a little like a fish in the throat and tasteless, it turned out to be the poisonous chicken soup in Xiao Chengyu's yard.

She tried to maintain a faint smile on her face, and said softly, "Then I might as well be respectful." I also want to trouble Jiuniang to thank Uncle Sixth for me. ”

"Oh, Yun Niang doesn't have to be polite. I just told Uncle Six, and he promised to find a way to let you go to the Lishan enclosure with me......"

Yao Yun listened to her happily talk about all kinds of interesting things that happened in the Lishan enclosure every year, and wanted to take her to a certain place to enjoy the snow and watch the game somewhere, and her heart became more and more cold.

Every year at the beginning of December, the saint holds a royal winter hunting event in Lishan. Lang Jun and his wife, the officials of the noble families in Chang'an City, as well as the envoys of various countries, will be invited to stay in Wanqing Garden at the foot of the northern foot of Lishan Mountain for a few days, aiming to enjoy the winter hunting event with the Li family of the Heavenly Family, and pray for a good harvest and prosperity in the coming year, and the peace of the country and the people.

If the young man and the ladies see the right eye and are right, they may be able to ask the saint to marry in person, which can be regarded as a happy marriage. Today's crown prince Li Yuanjin has just passed his fifteenth birthday, and it is about to be time to discuss his relatives, and he doesn't know which little lady Queen Liu belongs to.

Chu Yuyuan.

A little Langjun hurriedly trotted back from outside and entered the house with his hands and feet.

"How's it going?"

The person who spoke was Xiao Chengyu, and at this time he was leisurely flipping through a military book.

Xiao An smiled and said: "Sixth Master, Jiu Niangzi went directly to the Hidden Moon Pavilion with the food box, and Yao Niangzi drank the chicken soup. The villain also inquired that although Yao Niangzi's body was a little weak, it was fine. ”

He hummed softly and continued to flip through the military book in his hand, calm and unmoved.