In the past three days, Ruixue's yard has been exceptionally quiet, and there have been no chaotic people to disturb it.

Except for not being able to go out, there is nothing inconvenient about the others.

Every day, there was news that the bricks were thrown into her yard from the back wall.

Come to deliver food, every time I come, I see Rui Xue lying in front of the desk practicing calligraphy.

She's safe here, but I've heard that the house has already boiled a pot.

For a top wealthy family in Kyoto like the Prime Minister's House, daily socializing and courtesy exchanges are very tedious, busy and unavoidable.

When Huaiyu was there, all matters big and small were arranged by her in an orderly manner, and Jiang Huai never felt that this was a big deal.

Since Huaiyu let go of herself, five or six days have passed, and no one cares about these trivial matters, and no one cares about them.

At the beginning, the subordinates in the house could still deal with it step by step according to the previous practice.

But without the people who twist the clockwork, all kinds of emergencies are frequent, and no one can be found to solve them.

It's only been five or six days, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is like a machine that has stopped moving.

Not to mention that the visiting guests were not entertained, which made Jiang Huai lose face.

Huaiyu didn't send him to the court, he even wore the wrong court clothes from the early dynasty, and lost his dignity in front of the saint and the courtiers.

Only then did I understand how serious the situation would be if there was no housewife in the house.

Huaiyu Shuangshang Online, when he was controlled by Jiang Huai, his popularity in the circle of noblewomen in Kyoto was excellent.

The politics in the Kyoto circle, in addition to the court, there is also a kind of politics called wife, and Huaiyu has contributed to Jiang Huai in this regard.

Jiang Huai has a headache now, he knows that he can't let Huaiyu die early, but he was really angry with Huaiyu that day.

Thinking that she was seriously ill, he sent her to Zhuangzi for a little punishment, and when she was able to walk, he would pick her up.

I didn't think that now that there are no people, Gu Yu is in charge of King Ning's mansion, and I heard that it is because Yunliang Pavilion accepted the commission of King Ning.

Huaiyu dared to treat him like this, which has nothing to do with Guyu's current situation.

But Jiang Huai's situation between the two couldn't be clearer, Gu Yu didn't have the ability and couldn't take the risk to rob Huaiyu.

But apart from the bone jade, Jiang Huai really couldn't think of anyone else who would rob Huaiyu.

He also thought about whether there would be people in the mansion who would submit to Huaiyu, just like Li Ningshuang back then.

After a careful investigation from beginning to end, nothing suspicious was found, and the three mothers-in-law did not say any useful clues until they died.

Jiang Huai couldn't help but wonder if he had been too relaxed over the years, which made these people less afraid of themselves before.

Looking at the bill of tens of thousands of taels of silver in his hand, Jiang Huai always felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

frowned rarely, and his elegant face looked gloomy and hideous: "You said that most of these things entered King Ning's Mansion?" ”

"Hui Xiangye, exactly." The account room in the house has been kneeling here for a long time, from Xiangye to the court, until he came back from the court, and he didn't dare to move.

Jiang Huai was a little indignant, his outstretched fingers clenched into fists, Xia Huaiyu really knew him and knew how to cut meat from his body.

grabbed the bills and handed them over: "Rearrange these bills, double the number, I will always have to get this account back." ”

The bookkeeper dragged his lower limbs like pins and needles, crawled forward, took it respectfully, and responded: "Yes." ”

It was rumored that a guest was visiting, Jiang Huai looked at the famous post and threw it away.

Said boredly: "Just send it away, ask Lin Xiaoniang to come out first." Send some more people, and I must find Xia Huaiyu back for me. ”

When Lin Xiaoniang got the news, she didn't care about the injuries that had not yet healed, she wore gold and silver, and limped to start the right to take charge of her dreams.

If she really expected this, it would be fine, but she is addicted to food, and she has to intervene in everything, making the chaotic situation worse.

Jiang Huai met friends, the tea and snacks were uneven, the wine banquet was a mess, and a colleague even swelled into a pig's head in front of his eyes because he ate seafood that caused allergies.

The successive accidents have seriously traumatized Jiang Huai's prestige in the circle.

On the seventh day of Huaiyu's departure, I missed her.

At this time, Huaiyu was sitting by the window of the wooden building blowing the river breeze, watching the boats on the river cast nets and fish.

Eighteen miles is a good place, the house is built by the river, because of the dampness, all of them are stilted buildings built with bamboo and wood structures.

The architectural style is completely different from that in Kyoto City, and there may be some clear water style that Huaiyu has never seen.

Most of the people who live here are the blue water refugees left behind in Dalan, they are loud, enthusiastic and cheerful, and they always have a smile on their faces.

It's as if nothing can beat them.

When you catch a big fish, you have to shout and show off, and when you cook a good meal, you have to ask your neighbors to come and taste it.

Huaiyu rested her chin on her hand, a shallow smile on her lips, and listened to the noise coming from downstairs.

The cool river breeze blew the broken hair on her sideburns, and she felt that this was good, and it was time to let go.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

When the little girl came in with a medicine bowl, she saw Huaiyu lying on the floor quietly, and when she stepped forward, her breath was already very weak.

Hurriedly called the medicine elder to diagnose and treat her, and it was a needle and a medicine, and it took a lot of time to save the person.

The person is awake, but he has no energy, and he asks her and doesn't say anything, as if what he is panting for now is only a shell.

Yao Lao sighed: "The body disease is easy to treat, the heart disease is difficult to treat, the eldest lady is still young, there is nothing that cannot be overcome." Miss is bent on saving you, you can't give up on yourself. ”

Huaiyu still didn't speak, turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She already knew that it was Rui Xue who sent her here, and it seemed that Li Ningshuang left Rui Xue more than just the title deed of Eighteen Miles.

In the past few days, she has also known some things here, thinking that Wanwan has been hiding clumsy, and even Jiang Huai has been deceived by her.

After finishing the matter of Guyu, she thought that she would send Wanwan to marry, and see her away from Jiang Huai, so that she could leave with confidence.

Now I just feel ridiculous, Gu Yu doesn't need herself, and Wanwan doesn't need it.

What she has been doing is to keep putting shackles on herself, they will live well for a long time without themselves.

She knew her body that when she was used as an official prostitute, a bowl of decoction was poured down, destroying her foundation as a woman.

The illness dragged on, and she never recovered, and she didn't care about it, so she slowly got used to it.

By Jiang Huai's side, the need to concentrate from time to time and take care of the trivial affairs of the Prime Minister is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Fortunately, she has no regrets now, and the people she wants to protect are safe.

The revenge of Xiahou Mansion will be handed over to Gu Yu to avenge, she is tired and just wants to leave innocently.

But why is it still a little reluctant, I still want to take another look at Gu Yu's face, I want to discuss those wonderful poems with Rui Xue again, and I want to blow the river breeze of Eighteen Miles again.

Huaiyu grabbed the corner of the quilt, and tears slowly slipped down.

It's funny, Xia Huaiyu, are you a little too greedy.