Miss Peng Er was shocked in her heart, could she really not leave this mountain temple for the rest of her life?

But her maid muttered:

"At the beginning, if Miss could listen to the old man and marry Zhang Gongzi, it wouldn't be like this now."

Miss Peng Er glared at her maid fiercely.

Although she has realized that she is unladylike, she was carried away by love, and committed to a person in the rivers and lakes, which is a big mistake.

But she still felt that she was right not to marry that Zhang Gongzi.

If she wants to live a life of eating bran and vegetables, maybe she will have to do farm work, even if she wants to come now, she is unwilling.

"And what do you mention the man? What is there to be sorry about a poor scholar? If you marry him, maybe you might as well eat well in this mountain temple! ”

Her father and brother at least gave this mountain temple a lot of sesame oil money, and although she ate plainly, he didn't starve her.

The maid suffered here with Miss Peng Er, and she was also a little resentful in her heart.

"I'm afraid that Miss will be sad, the slave didn't dare to tell you, Zhang Gongzi, this Qiuqiu High School is already a lifter!"

"What do you say? Zhang Gongzi passed the exam? Oh, that's the funniest joke I've ever heard.

His family is so poor that it is difficult to even eat a full meal, where did he get the money to buy books and invite Mr.? How can you pass the exam for those students with solid backgrounds? ”

The maid hurriedly said:

"Miss, it's true, the slave's brother, who came to tell the slave and maid. He saw with his own eyes that the name of Zhang Gongzi was on the osmanthus list.

Moreover, there are several rich ladies who threw purses at him. I heard that Zhang Gongzi has already decided to marry again, and he will only get married when the spring of next year is over. ”

The maid's words are really murderous. Miss Peng Er looked straight at her, but her eyes were hollow, as if she had lost her soul.

Why? Why is it that even a poor ghost like Zhang Gongzi can rise step by step, but she, the daughter of a general, will fall to this step by step?

She was so glamorous and glamorous. She is the daughter of a general, and after being a martyr, she has a mother who loves her, and her mother's gold medal to protect her, and she can walk sideways.

But all of this is gone, her mother is gone, the gold medal for avoiding death is gone, and even her father and brother have left her and left her away.

Huge unwillingness, remorse, chagrin, and despair gradually swallowed up Miss Peng Er's consciousness.

She rolled her eyes, and her body went limp.

"Miss, miss, don't scare the slave! Miss? Come on, come on! Miss fainted! ”

The maid shouted this time, and finally called a teacher. The teacher reached out to probe Miss Peng's second snort and breathed a sigh of relief.

The nun who accompanied her went and poured a glass of water.

The maid thought that she was going to feed Miss Peng Er to drink, and she helped her upper body up.

The teacher dipped her hand and sprinkled the water on Miss Peng Er's face. Seeing Miss Peng Er move slightly, she pinched her person again.

Miss Peng Er finally came up in one breath, gasping for breath, and staring at everything in front of her with wide eyes. It's like having a nightmare that you'll never wake up from.

"I'm going down, I'm going to get out of here, I'm going home!"

As she spoke, she crawled out, and the maid was in tears of fright.

The teacher just glanced at the people around her, and Miss Peng Er was picked up and sent back to the bed.

"Let go of me, I don't want to stay in this place where birds don't for a moment, are you deaf? I said, I'm going home! ”

Although Miss Peng Er woke up, she was still a little soft-handed, where could she struggle to survive these nuns who cut wood and carried water every day.

"Miss Peng Er, Buddhism is pure, don't read red dust. Only with a pure heart and few desires can the young lady get better. ”

After the teacher finished speaking, he took the nuns out of Miss Peng Er's house, and the door was unlocked, but the courtyard door was locked.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, although they are monks, they also want to relax and relax, do not want to celebrate the New Year, but also to prevent Miss Peng Er from escaping.

In that courtyard, only Miss Peng Er's desperate cries remained.

The mountain temple is cold, but the world is the most festive and lively time of the year.

The red lanterns in the capital are hung high, and the sound of festive firecrackers has been ringing non-stop since nightfall.

On this year's Chinese New Year's Eve, Jun Lingyun and Chu Yunxi were no longer willful, but together with the courtiers, they were lively in the palace.

The ministers of civil and military affairs have all taken their seats, but two people have taken leave for the future. One is Junzi Feng, and the other is Sikong Yu.

Su Yan is almost nine months pregnant, and Song Zijin is about to turn ten months old, and she may give birth at any time.

Jun Lingyun gave them two couples, both of whom gave them a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and sent it to their mansion.

The little eunuch who went to deliver the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner came back with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, Queen Mother, great joy, Mrs. Sikong has just given birth! gave birth to a daughter. ”

The courtiers were all strange.

"What? Born at this time? ”

"Born on Chinese New Year's Eve, Miss Sikong is also lucky to pick the time."

"This is really going to congratulate the Sikong University Scholar, I am happy to add a thousand gold."

Although the courtiers were full of congratulations, they were slandering in their hearts.

It's a pity that it's a daughter, and I don't know if the incense of Sikong's family can continue.

Sikong Yu failed to win in one fell swoop, some people are pity, some people are happy, and people's hearts are different.

Chu Yunxi excitedly grabbed Jun Lingyun's hand, and then instructed the little eunuch:

"Hurry up, let Imperial Doctor Zhang go to Mr. Sikong's house to see, but there is anything you need to help with."

Chu Yunxi hated that she couldn't go in person, but she was the queen, so she couldn't leave the Manchu Dynasty civil and military again.

"Let Siqi go with him."

"Yes, Queen."

The little eunuch bowed down and hurriedly went to invite Imperial Doctor Zhang and Si Qi.

Jun Lingyun patted Chu Yunxi's hand.

"Since Mrs. Sikong has given birth safely, there will be no major problems, so don't worry too much about the queen."

Chu Yunxi was still in surprise, and returned Jun Lingyun with a bright smile.

She is so happy, her teacher finally has a successor, what about her daughter? The daughter is also the blood of the teacher.

Sikong Mansion, the maid has already scrubbed the newborn child, wrapped a small quilt, and hugged it to Song Zijin.

Song Zijin's production this time was quite smooth, and I don't know if it was thanks to Chu Yunxi's pills.

Although he leaned on the head of the bed weakly, he was in good shape. Her face was full of the happiness of a first-time mother.

She took the baby into her arms.

Sikong Yu sat down opposite her and raised his hand to smooth the messy hair in front of her forehead.

"Thank you. I always make you suffer. ”

The first time he said such a thing, Song Zijin was moved, looked at him with a smile, and shook his head.

"I'm fine, but it's a pity that I couldn't give you a son."

Compared with the endless waiting alone, with Sikong Yu, she doesn't feel hard to do anything.

can give birth to children for Sikong Yu, not to mention how happy she is in her heart.

Although she also likes her daughter, Sikong Yu is the last male of the Sikong family after all, how good it would be if she could continue the incense for the Sikong family.