Shen Nanbao was startled when he saw Shen Nanwan's figure, and gradually condensed into a statue. He stopped talking and straightened up, just like others who chose a corner door to leave.
The sun in the second half of the day had already dimmed due to all the fuss earlier. It hung on the treetops and outlined everything in a golden circle. The walnuts in the corner of the yard could not touch the skylight, as if they had fallen into the mud and filth. When it becomes turbid, the verandah becomes a chaotic realm where two phases merge, half is light and half is dark.
At this moment, Fang Guan stepped onto the chaos and walked up to them, "Sister."
Shen Nanbao squinted at her, with an expression that was inappropriate for his age, "You are quite well informed."
An inappropriate smile broke out on Fang Guan's upright face, "Everyone in the house was focused on the banquet hall and didn't pay attention to what was going on in the backyard."
She said it very calmly.
Shen Nan Baodu felt that the high gate courtyard of Shen Mansion was actually just a decoration.
But Shen Nanbao understood that all this was just the result of Xiao Yichen's single hand covering the sky.
Shen Nanbao calmed down, showed off her pretense skills, and nodded, "Then you also know that you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope now."
Fang Guan pursed his lips, the curvature of which was imperceptible, "Don't worry, sister, the adults have already told the little one. If the little one needs anything in the future, the adults will try their best to help, not just the little one."
Shen Nanbao coughed in embarrassment, "Even so, it's great..."
Maybe it was because he had fallen behind, or maybe he was plotting the plan himself, but in the end, Xiao Yichen was asked to help fill in the gaps. Shen Nanbao felt a little annoyed and immediately lost his good reputation.
"But your master has always been so meticulous, so from now on, you can come and go anywhere in Chenxiang Pavilion at will."
After giving instructions, Shen Nanbao led Feng Yue into the house.
At that time, the sun had completely set into the mountains, and lamps began to be lit in the courtyard. One by one, the lamps had white bottoms and reddish shades. The candles burned the lamps, making them look like the ripples of the sky water dyed with rouge.
Shen Nanbao's fair face also became tinged with beauty.
Feng Yue looked at it, squirming, her tone was a little frustrated and a little accusatory, "Sister, little one..."
There’s a lot to ask.
So the moment she spoke, Feng Yue felt like she had fallen into the vast snow without a trace, not knowing where to step or what words to say.
Shen Nanbao's impeccable face turned around and said, "Guan Fang is the commander-in-chief of the palace."
Fengyue almost thought that she had heard wrongly. She froze on the spot for a long time, then opened her mouth wide, and then covered her mouth after realizing it, "This... sister, how did you know?"
Shen Nanbao gently touched his lips and took out the folded hairpin, "The palace commander gave it to me while I was changing clothes with my eldest sister."
After hearing this, Fengyue nodded calmly, "So the palace commander is doing this to allow the second girl to marry smoothly?"
The sudden words stunned Shen Nanbao on the spot.
The jade beast pendant was still attached to his chest, sending a hint of warmth into his heart.
She couldn't help but think of what he said at the spring banquet, "Love is so deep that it will last forever."
"How can the commander-in-chief be willing to be checked and balanced?"
Shen Nanbao vaguely took out the jade beast pendant, and the light from the window came in, illuminating the white jade as warm as waves, and instantly lit up Feng Yue's eyes.
"Sister, this jade pendant is so exquisite. Where did you get it from?"
Shen Nanbao touched the smooth lines on the white jade and pursed his lips, "The palace commander gave it to me."
Feng Yue was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
From her point of view, she and her sister obviously went in and out together, but in the end, so many things happened that she didn't even know about.
Fengyue felt a little confused, so she turned around and took the golden sui to add the incense to the Boshan stove.
The smoke was rising in curls, long and straight, as if it were reaching the sky. Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling, disrupting the incense path.
Shen Nanbao quickly put the jade pendant into his bag. When he raised his head, he saw Yourou coming into the room. She put her hands under her clothes and lowered her head respectfully, "Sister, the white man next to the lady just came over and said There’s no need to leave the hospital before my birthday, and there’s no need to go back to the old lady’s place to prepare medicine.”
This was something that had been expected for a long time. Shen Nanbao was not very surprised, so he nodded and said it was okay, and told Yourou to prepare some hot soup. She wanted to drink it.
Shen Nanbao did not miss Yourou's flash of surprise when he saw her take out the fan and take out the pouch stuffed in her armhole.
It's heavy in weight, and it's not too big or too small in the palm of your hand. It doesn't seem appropriate to hide such a thing there.
When she was worrying about how to properly use this jade beast pendant, Fengyue suddenly asked, "Sister, why did the palace commander give you this? Does he like you?"
Shen Nanbao was startled, and felt that the jade beast pendant was burning his hand again, and he retorted, "Stop saying such nonsense, can he like me?"
Fengyue looked at the jade pendant and wondered to herself, "Then why did the palace commander give you this, sister?"
Not to mention the value of this jade pendant, and the flame-like pattern, it can be seen that it is carried by a man. To give this kind of thing to the girl's family, other than to express love, Feng Yue can't think of anything for the time being.
Shen Nanbao recovered from the panic just now and secretly despised his own talkativeness.
If he hadn't said that, how could he have given her such a hot potato?
But it was useless to regret like this, so Shen Shi simply ordered her to be locked up, saving her the trouble of going out to see people in case she was discovered.
By the next day, Shen Nanbao leisurely ordered his servants to bring up the embroidery frame, while he drew the outline of the embroidery pattern by the window.
When Yourou came in with the silk yarn, Shen Nanbao was facing the window and facing the light.
One splits into two, two splits into four, one after another, until the threads are like dust swimming in the air, which requires careful observation to see.
Yourou's eyes dimmed slightly, she clenched the gauze in her hand and asked, "Sister, the small one of the gauze you asked for is brought to you. Do you want the smaller one to be fixed on the stretcher for you?"
Shen Nanbao nodded without raising his eyes.
In an instant, the gauze as thin as cicada wings filled the whole room like moonlight. Shen Nanbao also pinched the thread tightly and split it into two strands.
When Yourou saw this, she couldn't help but sigh, "What a delicate craftsmanship. Did you learn this from Mr. Zhao and his wife?"
Shen Nanbao hummed, and then heard her ask: "What are you planning to embroider? Why did you think of embroidering this?"
When Shen Nanbao heard this, he stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at her with a very strange look, "I want to embroider as much as I want. Daddy doesn't allow me to copy Buddhist scriptures, so I can only use this to pass the time." ”
When she said this, her lips raised a little, just like a smile but not a smile. Yourou couldn't help but shudder and crouched down quickly, "Young man, go outside and see how they are doing. "
Hearing Shen Nanbao singing, Yourou walked out as if she were in the dust. When she reached the verandah, she turned around and met Shen Nanbao's eyes looking through the open window.
Yourou's heart trembled violently, and she hurriedly picked up the steps and went down. The skylight came directly in front of her, burning her eyes, but Yourou felt that the sun was burning on her heart, and she panicked terribly.
Fengyue brought various silk threads back from the back room, and was a little surprised when she saw Yourou's embarrassed appearance, "It's early in the morning, and you went to steal vegetables from the fields? You're in such a panic."
Shen Nanbao threaded the thread into the needle calmly, "Maybe he has never seen my thread-splitting skills before, so he was so surprised that his jaw dropped."
Fengyue nodded thoughtfully, turned around and saw Shen Nanbao sitting in front of the embroidery frame, skillfully threading the needle and thread, and in a matter of seconds, he embroidered the tip of the leaf.
Although it was only a small section, the light was transmitted through the silk gauze. Turning it over, there was another pattern, which made Feng Yue speechless.
She knew that her sister had always been a good embroiderer like Mrs. Zhao, but she had not yet reached the point where she could embroider double-sided embroidery with different colors.
Fengyue couldn't help but continued: "Not only Yourou, but also the little one was almost shocked."
She had too many doubts, and Shen Nanbao knew that pretending to be dumbfounded before was no longer an option at this point.
Shen Nanbao took note of the needle, put down his work, and looked at her with some seriousness.
"Have you heard Lu Sheng's story?"
Fengyue nodded, "I know, Huang Liang Yimeng."
Shen Nanbao sighed loudly, "I also had that dream. I dreamed that I returned to Shen's Mansion, and was tricked into marrying someone else. I wasted more than ten years, and finally died under the poisonous tea of my husband. , I was so scared that I woke up and found that I was still thirteen years old, and the golden years in my dream seemed to have passed by like water."
Feng Yue was frightened when she heard that, and quickly held her hand, "Sister, that was just a dream."
"You said it was a dream, maybe it was just a dream, but the pain that has been endured for more than ten years in the dream is now revealed in these aspects," Shen Nanbao saw Feng Yue's eyelids twitching, stretched out his hand and resumed filming. He patted the back of her hand and said, "But this is good. Her talent has improved to a higher level and she is in her prime."
She said it calmly.
But every word struck Fengyue like a thunderbolt in her heart, so much so that her lips trembled violently. She responded in a daze: "God must have seen that my sister was suffering too much, so he asked her to do what that Lu Sheng did." A dream."
Fengyue was so frightened that she didn't know how to comfort her, so she changed the subject and said: "Sister, I just went to the back room and saw that Tsuenzi had all his teeth pulled out by the eldest lady, and that Shuhua was also raped by someone. He was put on the torture bench, gagged with a cloth, and beaten fiercely."
Shen Nanbao said yes, sat down in front of the embroidery frame, and resumed sewing.
The golden light leaked in from the gap of the fan, sifted into a long and thin strip, and shone on the head of the needle. It was so bright that it made Feng Yue unable to move his eyes away, and his voice was dull, "No, that Tsuenzi deserves it. That's what he deserves." Shu Hua is not a bad-hearted person, nor does she look down upon her like other people do, so she never expected to end up like this."
Shen Nanbao stretched out his elbows and straightened the thread, and his voice seemed to be choked tightly, "Buddha said that effects arise from causes, and effects arise from appearance. But look at my mother, and then look at the eldest lady... …”
She nodded slightly and looked at the embroidery frame in front of her with squinted eyes, "It can be seen that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years."
