One

Shen Qingluo got up very early today, because today is a special day.

And in three days, the bride shall return to the province.

The so-called return to the door is to let the father and mother understand whether the daughter of the bride is happy in the in-law's house.

Shen Qingluo sat in front of the mirror and dressed up seriously.

She wore a pink dress today, a golden shawl with tassels, which set off her face with a shining light.

As a woman, she has no beauty, but she has the same yearning for beauty as a woman.

With green hair, she is the only beauty she can be proud of.

She carefully coiled her temples and inserted a multicolored golden step swaying obliquely. The workmanship is extremely exquisite, and at first glance it is from the hands of famous Kyoto artists, and it is by no means an ordinary item that can be bought in ordinary jewelry stores. On the colorful phoenix tail, inlaid with blue gems, the golden phoenix mouth, holding a string of thin pearls, hanging down, a little bit of sparkling, swaying.

Shen Qingluo looked at it for a while, very satisfied.

On a day like today, it's better to dress up brightly. Add some joy.

She picked up a beaded flower at hand and considered whether it was better to have a beaded hairpin or a silk flower on the sideburns.

"Xiaorong, why hasn't Yuan'er gotten up yet? Are you sick? Shen Qingluo suddenly asked.

"Yes, Sister Yuan'er overslept today. Don't you know you're going home today? Why don't I call her. Xiao Rong said.

Shen Qingluo waved her hand and said, "It's not too late, let her sleep more." The little girl's house, snooze. ”

As he spoke, there was a sound of shredded footsteps.

"I really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived." Xiao Rong smiled.

Yuan'er said embarrassedly: "Miss got up early." ”

Xiao Rong said: "Miss is worried about whether you are sick." I see, you look so good. ”

Yuan'er's face turned red: "Miss Lao is missing." Yuan'er didn't get sick, she caught a cold last night, so she slept a little longer. ”

Shen Qingluo smiled slightly: "Come and see, what flowers do I look good on?" ”

Yuan'er took a bead flower in her hand: "It's still a bead flower." Be extravagant. ”

Shen Qingluo listened to Yuan'er put the beaded hairpin on her hair.

It's been a habit for years.

For Yuan'er, she is convinced.

There were a few soft knocks outside the door.

The door is open, and this kind of knocking is purely polite.

The three of them couldn't help but look back at the same time.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the handsome son is coming. Nagumo, who was dressed in bright clothes, smiled, stood at the door, and slowly walked in.

Yuan'er's face turned red and she lowered her head.

Nanyun didn't look at her, walked straight to Shen Qingluo, and said softly, "Qingluo, are you ready?" The car is waiting for you outside. ”

Shen Qingluo's heart trembled.

Green pol. He's calling her by her name.

He naturally took her hand, his eyes running over her hairline.

Shen Qingluo stared down at his hand.

His hands, white and slender, warm and powerful.

It was the same hand that had once held her, had unbuttoned her clothes, had slipped into her chest.

Shen Qingluo put her slightly sweaty hand in his wide palm.

Down-to-earth and comfortable.

At that moment, Shen Qingluo felt that she was radiant. This brilliance does not come from the gorgeous clothes on her body, nor from the dazzling jewels on her head, but from her ordinary face.

Love makes people beautiful, and you really can't go wrong.

Like all newlyweds, the two look at each other and smile, sweet and warm.

Everything was so perfect.

If there is no defect.

Yuan'er quietly watched the two pass by side side by side, and a sour taste welled up in her heart.

She looked at Nanyun intently, hoping to find his attention in his afterglow.

However, she was disappointed.

The gentle and crazy man last night seemed to be a different person.

Calm and strange.

It was as if it had never happened.

In his eyes, now, there is only his wife Shen Qingluo.

Yuan'er was deeply stung by his ignorance, even though she knew that she was not qualified to be pained.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that she was just a substitute.

A flower that can only bloom in the dark.

When the sun shines in, she is like a dewdrop, vanishing.

This excellent man will never belong to himself, although, last night, he really existed and owned.

An indescribable sorrow welled up in her heart.

If you fall in love, you hope that you are all he has.

Although, knowing that it can't be done.

Two

The richly decorated carriage made its way through the bustling streets of Chang'an before finally coming to a stop.

Shen Qingluo saw the familiar door from the corner of the curtain slightly.

The tall and majestic gatehouse, the vermilion lacquer gate, the high marble steps, and the pair of vicious stone lions in front of the door are all so kind.

It's home.

Although it was only three days, it seemed like three years had passed for her.

"Eldest sister!" A crisp and joyful child's voice sounded in his ears.

Shen Qingluo was overjoyed.

Is it Boa?

A boy of about seven or eight years of age, with his hair combed in a bun and eyebrows, had lifted the curtain and reached his head.

The boy was like a pink jade brick, with a bright smile on his face.

Seeing Shen Qingluo, she immediately shouted happily: "Eldest sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time." How did you come? ”

Shen Qingluo stretched out her arm and said lovingly, "Bao'er!"

Bao'er grabbed Shen Qingluo's neck and said coquettishly: "Bao'er misses you." ”

Shen Qingluo hugged her younger brother Bao'er, and unconsciously shed tears: "My sister also misses Bao'er." ”

Mama Li on the side gave a salute: "Miss." ”

Shen Qingluo's forehead gestured: "Mama Li, why did you bring Bao'er out?" ”

Mama Li said with a smile: "Knowing that the eldest lady is coming back today, the little master refuses to be quiet, so he must wait at the gate." The old lady couldn't resist him, so she had to follow him. ”

Nanyun got off the horse, leaned over, and said with a smile: "Could it be that this is my uncle?" ”

Shen Qingluo looked at Bao'er and said softly: "Bao'er, call brother-in-law!" ”

"Brother-in-law!" Bao'er exclaimed.

Nanyun laughed: "What a cute uncle! ”

While supporting the two sisters and brothers, he slowly got out of the carriage.

At this time, the front door was already full of people waiting for them.

Firecrackers rang out, and the ground was suddenly red.

It can be seen that Shen Wanjin attaches great importance to today's day.

The new aunt came to the door for the first time and gave enough face.

An old man in bright clothes stepped forward quickly and bowed down: "Uncle, eldest lady, please come in." The lord and the lady are waiting in the flower hall!"

Shen Qingluo took Bao'er and said with a smile: "Lao Xing, I've been waiting for a long time." There is a lot of work for you. ”

Lao Xing smiled humbly: "Don't dare." Turning his face to Nanyun, he said, "Uncle is fine." ”

Nagumo nodded slightly.

Nanyun was in high spirits at this time, and his mood had never been so good.

The Shen family, a real wealthy family, could not have imagined that this wealthy family, which he did not dare to look up to on weekdays, could now walk on the ground as a distinguished guest.

Three

Entering the door, Nanyun thought that it would not be too far, and it would be enough, but who knows, a few small sedan chairs were waiting aside.

Lao Xing said respectfully: "Please ask my uncle and eldest lady to get into the sedan chair." ”

Nanyun looked at the sedan chair hesitantly, and then looked at Shen Qingluo.

The maid lifted the sedan curtain, and Shen Qingluo took Bao'er's hand and got into the sedan chair.

Nagumo had no choice but to get into a sedan chair.

The sedan chair walked around.

Nagumo looked at the courtyard from the car window.

The courtyard is a little deep.

The wealth of the world can probably be seen from the house.

If there really is a fairyland, that's it.

For a moment, Nan Yun deeply suspected that Shen Wanjin's promise to give Shen Qingluo half of her furniture as a dowry was a bit exaggerated.

Nanyun thought that "Qingyun Garden" was already a mansion with carved galleries and paintings, but compared to the Shen family, it was really small and incomparable.

A Shen Mansion that only peeks into a corner is worth ten "Qingyun Gardens". ”

Nanyun's happy mood gradually cooled down.

It is human nature to look back at Shu. No one is exempt.

Thinking of Shen Qingluo, just because she was born in a rich family, even if she was born extremely ugly, she could still occupy her good life with her compelling wealth.

Nagumo sighed deeply.

If it weren't for his father who lost his office, he would also be a beautiful son in fine clothes and food, why would he fall to this point and look up to others.

As the sedan chair passed through the corridor, there was a sudden sound of a broken jade-like piano, accompanied by a gentle singing.

Nagumo listened intently.

It was a graceful female voice.

The woman sang the "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Zhilian, who was all the rage in Chang'an City: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate. ”

This poem was originally a majestic side poem, but it was sung by this woman with infinite grievances.

Nagumo became curious.

Who is it? The courtesans in the house?

The palanquin was getting closer, and Nagumo struggled to see clearly.

In the distance, I saw a woman in a purple shirt, with her back to him, sitting on a stone bench by the small pavilion, bowing her head and stroking the piano, as if no one was around. Next to it, there was a young man in Tsing Yi.

The woman in purple was concentrating, her dexterous fingers swiping slowly, flying up and down. Under the sunlight, a blue jade bracelet on her wrist looked particularly transparent.

Nanyun couldn't see her appearance clearly, but felt that her back was slender and exquisite.

The sedan chair walked over quickly, and the sound of "dong dong" faded away. The woman's figure remained behind.

Nagumo guessed for no reason: Who is she?