Because her father was a fisherman, and her mother gave birth to her on the water, so the teacher repeatedly named her "Lingbo".

This is an extremely beautiful and cultured name, and the people in the village often laugh at her and say that Ling Bo is so beautiful and has a good name, and she will definitely marry into a big family in the future to enjoy Qingfu.

Her father and mother only smiled wryly, happy and worried, for she was so good-looking that it didn't seem to be a good thing for their family.

I don't know if it's because of this fairy name, she has thought differently from others since she was a child. She wants to study very much, she wants to be worthy of this good name, but her family is poor, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream that she still wants to study in one of her daughters' family.

The family had no money for her to study and write, so she went to the village house to eavesdrop, and ran to the corner of the village school every day to eavesdrop for a while when she was busy with farm work.

Actually, she didn't understand anything, but she was very satisfied just listening to the students in the village school, and when they were studying, their voices were low and soothing, and she thought it was very beautiful.

The village school is not big, but there are only three vashes, and there is only one teacher, who is the one who named her.

After eavesdropping for a long time, she gradually learned a few words, and Mr. Teaching became aware of her presence.

Mr. Teaching didn't drive him away, just as if she didn't exist.

She continued to eavesdrop and learn with peace of mind, until she talked about the "Book of Songs" in the school, talking about "the leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, and the so-called Yiren is on the water side."

It was also on this day that she was surrounded by several male students in the school.

They saw that she was good-looking, and they rushed up to her and scolded her: "Thief! ”

"Thief!"

"I'm not a thief!" Xiao Lingbo angrily retorted loudly.

"Why aren't you a thief if you don't tie up, I'm going to tell Mr.!"

"And tell your father! You are not ashamed! ”

A group of village children jumped and laughed, clapping and driving her away like cattle and sheep, and she blushed with shame, and her heart was frightened and frightened.

Seeing her crying, the village children were even more excited, "She cried!!" ”

She shoved away a thin man, and ran without looking back.

I don't know how long she ran, but when she came back to her senses, she had come to a strange field.

There was a carriage not far away, which looked like it was either rich or expensive, and there were a few people near the carriage.

Thirsty and afraid, she mustered up the courage to walk towards the men to beg for a bowl of water, but to her surprise, she saw a little boy of her age.

The boy looked sickly, very pale and thin, and sat quietly on a soft felt.

He seems to have come on a spring outing with his family, but his expression has a kind of indifference that he has nothing to do with the outside world.

The silk and satin they were wearing, and the aura she had never touched in her life.

She was stunned, her face burned red unconsciously, and she rubbed her feet on the ground uneasily, trying to hide her cuffs that had been stacked one patch after another.

At this time, a servant noticed her presence, "Whose child is this?" ”

"Where's your father?" It's not very friendly in her eyes, I'm afraid that she will be entangled by a poor boy like her.

She resigned: "I am very thirsty, and I want to ask you for a bowl of water to drink." ”

The little boy looked at her calmly and said, "Give her water." ”

The servant then turned and poured her a bowl of water, which she devoured, and the servant asked her why she had come here alone.

She honestly explained what happened in the school, and couldn't help but glance at this young boy of the same age.

Nobles like them are omniscient and omniscient in her eyes, and whoever quarrels in the village will ask those well-dressed squires to decide right and wrong in the end.

So, she asked, did she do something wrong?

The little boy didn't seem to be very interested in these things, but he still said, "There's nothing wrong with learning from Xiang. ”

She was stunned, met his gaze, and suddenly felt that this little boy's gaze was like the long Yangtze River at the door of his house, rippling in spring.

This little boy who looks gloomy and indifferent actually has a pair of eyes that are more gentle than Chunjiang.

"Lady?"

"Lady?"

A voice with a faint contempt pulled her thoughts back to reality.

Xiao Lingbo raised his eyes in a trance, the red candle in front of him was feverish, illuminating the room bright red, and the golden phoenix pattern on the wedding dress was shining.

The candle made a subtle cracking sound, and a drop of candle tears fell.

It's a candle night in her cave.

She didn't expect her to marry that little boy, so when the matchmaker came to talk about the matchmaker, although she was nervous and scared, she didn't refuse.

In fact, she couldn't refuse this family business.

Ever since she saw him that day, she had often thought of him, sitting on the ridge and thinking about it day by day.

The little boy is like a pearl falling in the lump of soil, symbolizing a strange world as flashy as cooking gold and jade, this world is too dazzling.

She knew she was delusional, but she just thought about it, slightly, a little, a little bit.

Until this day, this strange world opened its doors to her.

A year ago, she began to embroider her wedding dress, using the best materials and silk threads she could find, every bead, every needle and thread, and the needles and needles were embellished to connect the feelings of her daughter's family.

The people from the Chen Mansion came, saw her wedding dress, and said that it was too shoddy, and asked her to cut it, and the young lady of the Chen Mansion could not wear such a wedding dress.

She was reluctant to cut it, so she hid it in a large wooden box.

On the day of the wedding, she had fantasized over and over again about what the little boy had become now? Do you remember her?

"Sister-in-law, my brother is not in good health, Luanzhu came to visit my sister-in-law for my brother." The girl in front of her smiled and made a gesture of mercy to her.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, willow eyebrows and cherry lips, wearing a festive red shirt decently, the eyebrows are specially drawn very black, and the eyebrows fly out a little heroic.

It was the first friendly hand that this strange world extended to her.

She didn't care, pursed her lips and smiled, took Chen Luanzhu's hand, and went to the wedding hall with her.

Thinking about it later, the person who married her from the beginning was not Chen Xuan, and she may have been doomed to a fate that did not please him.

Chen Xuan was very sick, and on the day of the cave room, the young man couldn't wake up, she didn't sleep much all night, and stayed by Chen Xuan's side all the time.

I was nervous, thinking about how I was going to introduce myself to him when he woke up.

When the day was about to dawn, the young man on the happy bed finally slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed thinner than before, pale and gloomy, so thin that his cheekbones shrugged slightly, like a ghost.

She was so nervous that she couldn't speak, and the words she said were also inverted.

When Chen Xuan saw her, he nodded slightly, and his gaze only passed.

He didn't care what she said.

His gaze was not like seeing his wife, it was like seeing a dead thing.

Chen Xuan didn't like her.

Just a few days after marrying into the Chen Mansion, she became aware of this fact. It is obvious that one person does not like the other.

It is no wonder that he is the son of a family of poetry and literature, and since he was a child, he has studied the subset of scriptures and history, learned books, drums, and piano, and is familiar with music theory.

And she is so stupid that she can't do anything, she has never read and is illiterate, and her hands are swollen because of her perennial work, which is rougher than the maidservants of Chen's house.

If there is anything, Chen Xuan would rather entrust the maid by his side than talk to her more.

But he never treated her badly, and treated her with respect.

When she first came to Chen's mansion, she didn't understand anything, so her mother-in-law invited her to raise her grandmother and taught her etiquette and writing hand in hand.

But she enlightened too late, learned too slowly, and when the clever little maids in the Chen Mansion had nothing to do, they often gathered together to eat and joke that she was dull.

Even though she tried her best to fit into this strange high-ranking family, the traces of poverty on her body made her still out of place in the Chen Mansion, and she was weird and prominent, like a joke of a Handan toddler.

Those little maids don't respect her very much, and there are many slackness in life, and the maids in the Chen Mansion are all literate and proficient in several talents.

She only felt that the whole body of these little maids was bigger than the young lady of the Li Chang family, and when she met them, she often shrunk her back with her chest and felt that she couldn't raise her head.

As the days went by, the attitude of the maids became more and more unpolite, and that day, she had a conflict with Chen Xuan's henchmen, and in the end, Chen Xuan came forward to resolve it.

She thought that Chen Xuan was more or less partial to her.

But he never thought that he would bump into Chen Xuan talking to the big girl, the young man's tone was calm, and he couldn't say anything like it, but said: "My aunt can't be on the stage, how considerate you are." ”

From that day on, she knew that she was nothing more than a stool in Chen Xuan's room, a vase or something.

If she can't do it, then go to study, and now she has the conditions to go to school and become literate.

She was not ashamed, and from then on, every time she had her spare time, she took the poems and songs, and read them sentence by sentence.

Since she was a child, her mother told her that it doesn't matter if her family is poor, life is lived by people, so she also believes that she can manage this relationship between husband and wife.

After more than a month of marriage, a wandering old man suddenly came to the door of Chen's house, and cured Chen Xuan's chronic illness for many years with a pair of miracle medicines.

It was from that day on, that she noticed that Chen Xuan seemed to have changed.

Lao Dao's departure seemed to take away his soul, he became even more cold, his dark eyes ignored everyone, only when he saw the Taoist book, those eyes would burst into a burst of fever, and the skinny body seemed to finally become alive at this time.

The mother-in-law was afraid that he would fall deeper and deeper, so she forced her to get close to him, and their relationship became more and more stiff, and several times, she clearly saw the impatience and disgust in Chen Xuan's eyes.

One day, she was so tired from studying that she fell asleep on the table while reading, but when she woke up, she saw him.

He seemed to have come into the house to get something, and when he saw her sleeping in a hazy sleep, he frowned and said to her coldly: "If you don't like to study, why pretend to like it." ”

After saying that, he went out of the room, and even gave her a chance to explain.

She wanted to say, no, she really wanted to read and write, but she couldn't argue.

Prejudice is so ingrained that no matter how much she explains it, it can't be quibble.

The mother-in-law thought she was cowardly and stupid, and Zhang Luo wanted to give Chen Xuan a concubine, she learned how to be a qualified housewife, meekly agreed, and found a talented and beautiful woman.

Chen Xuan knew, the disgust in his eyes was even stronger, and he looked at her as if he was looking at something hopeless, and only said to her: "You are really crazy." ”

He hated her weakness, dullness, and cringe, but this character had long been deeply rooted in her bone marrow, and she knew that her character was annoying, but she really didn't know where to start.

I can only continue to raise my head and squeeze out a gentle smile, asking my husband for advice.

Her soft, white face reflected the glimmer of the lamplight.

Chen Xuan looked at her, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed out of the door.