On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the ice and snow melted, and the weather slowly showed signs of warming up.
Mu Xijin was sitting in the pavilion of the farm, wearing a goose-yellow skirt with stitching. The flying gold woven edges of the rose and butterfly pattern added a bright New Year atmosphere to the otherwise plain color.
These days, the affairs of the Xie Mansion have been settled. After the Xie Mansion and the whole family moved to Zhuangzi, Xi Jin gradually became free.
As Xie Luo said, the farmers in Zhuangzi are all honest, hard-working and willing to work hard.
They all cared about their grandmother's kindness in taking him in, so they didn't take any pleasure in the downfall of their master's family, but instead tried their best to do their best diligently.
These days, Xi Jin can often eat fresh vegetables grown by the farmers in Zhuangzi, and even some fruits in winter, so Xi Jin's complexion has become a lot more rosy these days.
"Miss, I've searched for the medical book you mentioned again, but still can't find it. Could it be that you left it in Mu's house?" Ping'er ran over in a hurry, breathing heavily.
Mentioning Mu Mansion, Xi Jin's face couldn't help but stiffen. When she went to say hello to the old lady today, the old lady also reminded her that her exile was coming soon. She was going to Yazhou and she didn't know when she would be able to return. It was time to go to Mu Mansion to say goodbye. .
But Xi Jin felt twisted in his heart and made no plans.
These days, Xi Jin has been preparing to leave. Although Xi Jin cannot take many things with him on the way to exile, Xi Jin is an entourage approved by the emperor and is not a prisoner, so he does not need to wear shackles or be tied to the female prisoners. It will still be relatively free.
Xi Jin read through a lot of books and made some pills with miraculous effects to take on the road, but there was one miraculous prescription for treating diarrhea that he couldn't find.
It seems that she ended up in Mu Mansion before she got married. As a last resort, Xi Jin had no choice but to go back to Mu Mansion.
On this day, it was clearing up after the snow, and Xi Jin was wearing a water-blue butterfly dress, which made her even more demure as water, and took a carriage in the village back to her parents' home.
"Young Madam, Mu Mansion has arrived." The coachman shouted from outside.
Xi Jin stood up, opened the heavy curtain, and got out of the carriage first.
When the gatekeeper of Mu Mansion saw Xi Jin coming back, he rushed to greet him. Xi Jin was a little surprised by the gatekeeper's attentiveness.
Sure enough, the gatekeeper said: "Second Miss, what a coincidence. Madam took the eldest daughter to the City God's Temple today to offer incense and pay her vows."
"It's okay." Xi Jin didn't care about this. He didn't go back to Fuyuan to see them.
Xi Jin walked into Mu's Mansion. After her aunt's death, she rarely had the chance to go out except when summoned by Concubine Chen in the palace. Now looking at the gorgeous door of Mu's Mansion, she felt a little confused.
When Xi Jin was in the mansion, he had been living in a side courtyard. To return to his room, he had to pass through the garden of Mu's mansion.
Today is the Lantern Festival, and the servants in the garden of Mu Mansion are busy decorating lanterns. When they see Xi Jin appear, they all show surprised expressions.
"Second Miss." Some maids and servants saw her and came forward to salute, but then turned around and gathered together to whisper.
Ping'er watched from the side and looked at Xi Jin with some worry. Seeing that Xi Jin's expression was the same, she felt relieved.
In the west courtyard of Mu Mansion, in an elegant attic, the chimney was burning with fragrant sandalwood, and green smoke curled up. On the red lacquered wood table were a plate of fruit cakes, a string of Buddhist beads, and a few bouquets of plum blossoms in full bloom.
This plum was cut from the plum tree that Xi Jin planted with Shangguan Bao back then. My aunt has always loved plum blossoms, and now is the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom.
Xi Jin knelt quietly on the futon, staring at the painting on the wall. The woman in the painting was elegant and noble. Even a white gauze skirt could not hide her beautiful temperament.
When he was young, he accompanied his aunt to the palace or to the mansions of dignitaries. Many people said that she resembled her aunt. Now, Xi Jin discovered that what resembled her was not appearance, but temperament, gentleness and indifference.
"Mom, Jin'er will be away for a while. I don't know if my decision is right or not, but I should always bring closure to the past. I hope my mother can bless Jin'er when she goes to Yazhou and can find out the truth about the assassination of the prince. After things calm down, Jin'er will come back to offer you incense."
Tears fell silently. Xi Jin remained silent for a long time, then leaned down to worship again, stood up, and left.
When Ping'er saw her young lady leaving, she hurriedly knelt in front of the portrait and prayed secretly: "Madam, you must bless your young lady. Uncle Xie is a good man, and he also likes her. You must protect your young lady from getting married with him during this trip. Lian Li, come back safely!"
After Ping'er finished speaking, she kowtowed three times seriously and followed Xi Jin back to her room.
She hasn't been back for several months, and Xi Jin's room is still the same as when she got married. It's just that no one has cleaned it for many days, and it is already covered with dust. Naturally, Xi Jin doesn't care about this, and there is no one in her natal family that she cares about.
Xi Jin walked into the inner room, opened the box where he had stored medical books, rummaged carefully, and found the book he wanted.
Xijin took the book and walked out of the west courtyard. Just as he was about to go to the door, he heard a sound of reprimand coming from the garden in front: "What's wrong with you? What crime should you do if you bumped into your mother?"
Xi Jin looked from afar and saw someone he never wanted to see in this life.
It was Mu Xiyao, Xi Jin's biological sister, who claimed to be seriously ill two months ago.
The eldest sister Mu Xiyao is wearing a pink Confucian skirt as soft as peach blossoms and a brocade silk cloak. She has a tall and gorgeous figure. The emerald droplets on her ears are dangling on her cheeks, which makes her skin look like snow and charming. moving.
At this moment, Mu Xiyao was standing with Mrs. Mu, with a sharp look on her face, and she was angrily scolding a boy.
The boy was about eleven or twelve years old. He looked very thin and his eyes were evasive. Hearing Mu Xiyao's scolding, his whole body was trembling.
Although Xi Jin was locked in his room all day long and rarely went out, he still knew about the boy and heard that the boy was born to his father who raised him outside.
Two years ago, the foreign minister died of a serious illness. His father could only take the foreign minister back to his home and give him to Mrs. Mu to raise.
This move touched the heart of Mrs. Mu, who had no son. Therefore, she had always had a bad attitude towards the foreign wife, but this was the first time she had been reprimanded in public like this.
"You blind thing, you dare to be an eyesore in front of me." Mrs. Mu on the side was wearing a luxurious autumn-colored brocade peony dress, her expression showed disgust, her hand was caressing her lower abdomen, Very cautious.
A bold idea suddenly came to Xi Jin's mind. Could it be...
"Miss." Ping'er pulled Xi Jin's sleeves aside.
Xi Jin came to his senses: "Let's go."
She couldn't bear to take care of the Mu family's affairs.
"Second sister, second sister, please save me." The little boy suddenly spotted Xi Jin and quickly ran up and grabbed the hem of Xi Jin's clothes. "Second sister, Dun'er didn't mean to bump into his aunt."
"Hey, you are such a rare visitor." Mu Xiyao saw Xi Jin and stepped forward with a sharp and mean voice, "Why didn't the second sister say anything when she returned home?"
