She gently lifted the curtain, originally wanting to take another look at the princess, but she didn't expect Gu Mu to be standing in front of the study door at this time, looking this way, her eyes inevitably collided with Gu Muzheng.

Rong Wen was a little caught off guard and nodded at him.

The curtain was lowered again.

The carriage walked around, Princess Xuanyang glanced over here, and her palace maid said: "Princess, the cousin girl who went back to the Hou Mansion last time tried her best to seduce Master Gu, don't you warn this time?" ”

Princess Xuanyang was in a low mood and said casually: "No need, you can't get his liking after all." ”

——

In the empty courtyard, Gu Mu had already taken off his official uniform and walked out of the clean room, wearing a plain middle coat, neutralizing the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes.

Jing Si served on the side, he was used to seeing his son's appearance as cold as ice at this time, in the eyes of outsiders, the son was like the wind of the mountain stream, like a clear spring, the gentle and humble son of the family, and everyone was respectful of the Zhongshu Ling, but what he saw the most was the appearance of the son at this time.

Yun Zhu entered the study and saluted: "Son, the body of the prince of Pingjiang has been found, and after examination, he was stabbed in the throat by a silver hairpin. ”

"The subordinates remembered that the woman who was with the prince of Pingjiang at that time wore a silver hairpin in her hair, and because the body was well hidden, it snowed heavily for several days, and no trace of the woman was found."

Yun Zhu paused: "It can be determined that the woman did not go to Shudi, she should have come to the capital." ”

Yun Zhu retreated.

Jing Si couldn't help but say on the side: "The life of the prince of Pingjiang should have been extinguished, and the prince thought that the king of Pingjiang had been kind to the Hou Mansion and left him alive, but who knows, he was killed by a woman when he turned his head." ”

Gu Mu sat in front of the bookcase, and his slender knuckles picked up the thick booklet placed in the corner of the bookcase.

It's a codex.

Women's Codex.

A woman, who was so thin and injured, could not kill the prince of Pingjiang who was stronger than her with just a silver hairpin, Gu Mu thought and turned the page.

——

Rong Wen ran with Gu Shuyao for an afternoon, she was really tired, lying on the couch after bathing, Hua Yi kneaded her calf, Rong Wen couldn't stop saying that it hurt.

Hua Yile said hehehehe: "Girl, if you don't pinch your calf, Ming'er will hurt even more, you have been cultivating in the house for so long, you haven't walked much, and you suddenly ran for so long, how can you stand it." ”

Rong Wen raised his brows and hissed, and begged Hua for mercy: "Lighter, lighter." Hua Yi smiled secretly, her strength was light enough, and the girl was too hard.

It took her time to knead her calves, Ye Yi had already gone to the north gate of the Hou Mansion to secretly bring back the wine sent from the restaurant, but fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes in winter, and Ye Yi was not seen along the way.

As soon as she walked into the house, there was a sudden sound of talking in the courtyard, which scared Ye Yi so much that she almost dropped the wine in her arms, she put the wine down and asked the courtyard, "Who is it?" ”

"Cousin, I'm Liancao, and my girl asked me to deliver something to my cousin." Rong Wen sat up from the bed, Ye Yi had already gone out and brought back a large ancient sandalwood box.

Ye Yi opened it to show Rong Wen, there was a note left by Gu Shuyao for her, Rong Wen instructed Hua Yi: "Take fifty taels of silver, give it to the lotus grass, and say" She thought for a while: "Drag her girl to give this silver to her second cousin, if the cousin doesn't want to, keep it for her own pocket use." ”

Just do it for a quick while.

Rong Wen looked at the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the ancient sandalwood box, Gu Shuyao took these sets, she liked them all, and on a whim, she went to the bookcase to write the codex again.

Ye Yi gossiped with her on the side: "The fifth girl actually spent a thousand taels of silver to buy an inkstone, and the slave maid heard that the monthly routine of the girls in the house is twenty taels, and the fifth girl is really willing to buy it." ”

Rong Wen smiled lightly: "She has a brother who hurts, and she also has an uncle and aunt." ”

When her words fell, Ye Yi and Hua Yi stopped moving, and the work they were busy with stopped for a while, this was the sad thing of their girl, and the two of them tried to avoid it on weekdays, but now they are talking about it.

Ye Yi opened the conversation, mentioned the wine sent by the second child in the restaurant, and said that when he came back, he was almost seen by Wan'er, who was sent by the old lady to serve, but fortunately, Wan'er didn't ask much, and after a few people chatted for a while, Rong Wen went to bed and rested again.

The frozen ground gradually melted, the ice on the eaves was gone, and it turned into a sunny day in autumn, and the little girl who had just turned ten years old came back from the market with a double bun and a pink face, and she bought herself a string of sugar gourds to eat, and also bought her mother her favorite pea cake.

She came to her mother's room happily, but saw her mother sitting in the makeup room crying, the little girl's steps stopped, and the smile on her little face gradually faded, she coaxed her mother softly: "Is it Daddy bullying Auntie, Afan went to find Daddy to vent Niang's anger." ”

Her mother looked at her with a desperate look at her, which made her feel frightened, but she still stepped forward and handed the oiled paper bag she was holding in front of her mother, and said timidly: "A-Niang, I bought your favorite pea cake, it is very sweet, A-Niang taste it." ”

With a bang, the mother knocked the oiled paper bag in her hand to the ground, and the little girl's clear eyes were instantly filled with tears, but she was extremely patient and did not dare to look at her mother.

also secretly hid the sugar gourd in his other hand behind him.

But the palm of her mother held her little face, forcing her to look at her, and it hurt so much that the little girl couldn't help but let the tears remain, she was afraid, afraid of such a mother.

"Auntie, it hurts-I hurt when you hold it-"

However, the fear continues. The mother's eyes were also full of tears, and she said to her desperately and fiercely: "It's you, it's all because of you, all my pain is because of you, your appearance ruined my life, if one day, I die, it's also because of you," the mother gritted her teeth and scolded her, and when she finally threw her aside, she dropped a sentence: "You, why don't you die." ”

'Ah', Rong Wen woke up from the dream, and shouted indistinctly: "It's not me, it's not me-A-Niang-" She sat up, realizing that she was in a dream, but the emotion was too strong, and she couldn't suppress her whimper.

Ye Yi hurriedly lit the lamp, watching his girl curl up in a ball, sobbing there, trembling like a wounded cat, Ye Yi gently patted her slender back, and whispered: "The girl is not afraid, it's all over—it's over." ”

But only Rong Wen knows, and he can't get by.

It's never going to be over.

If her mother is still alive, there may be a solution one day, but if she dies, she will not be able to live this life. To this day, she still doesn't understand what her mother's words mean.

Why did she hate her daughter so much?

Rong Wen cried for a long time, and finally used a bowl of soothing soup and fell asleep in Ye Yi's arms. Ye Yi patted her arm gently, her dark eyes full of distress.

It seems that when the girl was ten years old, the little girl who gave birth to glutinous rice dumplings was like a different person, and rejected everyone, during that time, she shuddered and locked herself up, did not talk to anyone, only sat in front of her little bookcase and wrote the codex, and since then, the girl's temperament has been stubborn, whether it is right or wrong, it is very reasonable.

And there is an addiction to alcohol.

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The next morning, Rong Wen even had breakfast in the old lady's Jing'an Hall, she woke up early, washed up and went to the Jing'an Hall, and the old lady was shocked, thinking that something had happened to her.

At noon, the dust canopy fell again, and the snow piled up among the flowers a few days ago had not yet melted, and it was overwhelming again, Rong Wen was reluctant to go back to the Jingyin Courtyard, and he was reluctant to leave after having lunch with the old lady.

The old lady leaned on the chaise longue, Rong Wen sat beside her, roasted citrus on the stove for the old lady to eat, and asked casually while peeling it: "Grandmother, do you think my mother is still alive?" ”

The old lady looked at her, the smile between her eyebrows did not fade because of her words, she thought for a while: "Since there is no news, it is still alive." ”

The old lady looked at me far away and changed her words: "Your mother, she has been raised under my knees since she was eight years old, and she is a good child. ”

Rong Wen: "Then what is my mother's temperament?" I have the impression that she and her father always quarreled every once in a while," she paused, and took the old lady's hand: "Grandmother, if I say bad things about my mother in front of you, will you be angry?" ”

The old lady was amused by her serious appearance: "Just say it, I also want to know something about your mother in Yangzhou." ”

Rong Wen said boldly: "My mother and father often quarrel, I sometimes pity my father, because Ah Niang always blames her father for all the wrong things, once, even a bird in the tree in the yard built a nest, Ah Niang also scolded his father, saying why his father would recruit birds." ”

The old lady's smile was still there, but it was a little lighter, and she asked Rong Wen very gently: "Then her, how are you treated?" ”

Rong Wen's hand peeling citrus was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "Okay." Auntie, she treats me very well. She spoke briefly, and she did not give examples like Shi Cai, and the old lady could see what a wise person she was.

She held Rong Wen's hand and seemed to be extremely distressed: "Child, your aunt may have married far away and disagreed with your father, so she doesn't have to care." ”

After speaking, the old lady seemed to think of something: "You don't know yet, I gave you your nickname." ”

Speaking of nicknames, no one has called her nickname since her mother disappeared.

The old lady called her softly: "Afan." ”

Rong Wen heard her mother mention that Sanskrit is a Buddhist term, which means gentle and elegant, quiet and generous, but her mother did not tell her, her nickname was given by her grandmother, and she had the impression that her mother not only never returned to Beijing, but also rarely mentioned her grandmother in front of her.

Rong Wen: "In the future, can my grandmother call me by my nickname?" I love the name. ”

The old lady smiled at her like an old child. The laughter of the grandparents and grandchildren came from the house from time to time, and Mama Chang walked into the house and said, "Old lady, the second son is here." ”

When the old lady heard this, the smile on her face was even worse: "Guannan is here, let him in." ”