The jade leakage was still ticking water, and there was a surging wind outside, which made the window lattice creak and shake, and the iron horse in the eaves corner was also rolled out and whistled loudly.
Soon I heard the sound of rustling rain interspersed with the sky and falling in patter.
At first it was no more than a line of rain, but then with the rumbling thunder, it turned into huge raindrops, falling with an unstoppable force, sliding down the vertical ridge, splashing water droplets on the platform, pattering, He almost jumped higher than King Wu.
Shen Nanbao thought of Chen Fangyan in his previous life in the sound of rain.
Thinking of the first two years after she got married, it was during this rainy season that he accompanied her on the kang, and because she was bored, she pulled Chen Fangyan to turn over the flower rope.
Her fingers are soft and slender, and the flower rope flexibly changes into different shapes in her fingertips.
But Chen Fangyan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his moves are straightforward and bold, and his fingers are thick, so he always turns out to be awkward.
She laughed at him then.
Chen Fangyan was unconvinced and scratched her armpit to make her laugh, "That's the only thing you can do to compare with me. You're not good at pairs, and your writing isn't as good as mine!"
What he said was really irritating, and he kept pampering her, so she became a little more lawless at that time. She immediately got up from the bed and walked to the case, applying water to rub the ink and waving her hand at him.
"Come on, come on, I want to read it well, who can write it well! My adoptive grandmother even asked me to write Spring Festival couplets and post them on the door!"
She said it with confidence, but in the end she was not better than Chen Fangyan.
His calligraphy is so good, with iron and silver hooks, even a slight stroke is full of ink and color, with constant strength, like a warrior with a sword to kill in all directions, with great momentum.
She simply became angry and glared at him coldly, "Why do you have to bury me like this? If you dislike me, just tell me, I know how to take it back."
After saying this, she asked Fengyue to move his things to the study, where Chen Fangyan slept for three days.
Later, Chen Fangyan talked hard and eventually used teaching her to practice calligraphy as a bargaining chip, so that he could go back to the house and sleep with her.
At that time, she was obsessed with his handsome features and wondered why he was so good-looking. He finally made her life's hardships come to an end, but she never thought about it. The dandy Chen Fangyan was always known for his lack of knowledge and skills. , why do you write so well?
I have never thought about it carefully, why he pretends to be so stupid when he is so far-sighted and has seen through everyone.
She didn't think about it.
Until she lingered on the hospital bed and breathed her last breath, he came over wearing a shackles that smelled like iron. The eyes that looked at her were covered with a thick layer of frost, and the face that had always been smiling was as cold as ice. Chill.
That was the first time Shen Nanbao saw him like this, a completely different him.
He was so strange that she called him cautiously, "Chen Fangyan" just like when they first met him.
This is the title between them, and it was insisted by Chen Fangyan. He said that calling them by their first names was like two people meeting each other honestly.
She was really happy when she heard him say that, and from that moment on, she never hid it from him again.
But what about him?
He had been lying to her from the first time he met her.
The person who deceived her.
He cheated her heart.
In the end, she was deceived to death.
She didn't know how Chen Fangyan lived after her death, and whether he had reached the top position as he wished.
I guess it wasn't quite what he wanted.
Otherwise, how could Chen Fangyan be reborn?
At first she couldn't believe it, thinking that she might have changed the cause of her previous life and then changed the result later.
But no matter how he changed, how could Chen Fangyan be so unpredictable? The only explanation was that Chen Fangyan, like her, was reborn.
Shen Nanbao closed his eyes in the fierce rain of arrows, thinking silently that he would have to stop in the future and Chen Fangyan must not let him see the clues.
The next day, Shen Nanbao woke up in the midst of Feng Yue's conversation in the corridor.
"You don't even know that person, so you just took his things and put them in. This time it was really medicine. So next time, what if there is a hidden weapon to slander my sister?"
Shen Nanbao felt a headache and called her in a long tone.
The roar was silenced instantly, and as the fan opened and closed, Feng Yue's figure was soon revealed.
"Sister, are you awake?"
The door was suddenly opened, and the breeze flowed in, mixed with the fragrance of earth, which made Shen Nanbao's energy suddenly perk up. She glanced at Feng Yue's eyes with a smile and yawned.
"You spoke so loudly, but you must not wake me up. When did it happen?"
Feng Yue knew that she had made a mistake, and walked to the bed in a shameless manner, and put on Shen Nanbao's shoes, "It's a good idea, but now that Uncle Xie is here, the old lady will spare my sister's morning check-up, and I will see my sister." She was sleeping so deeply that she didn’t even wake her up."
Shen Nanbao was stunned, "Thank you, uncle?"
His mother had just called the lady of the Duke's Mansion and told her such a nonsense story. How could she still call Xie Yuanchang to come to the Shen Mansion?
Probably seeing her doubts, Feng Yue pursed her lips a little deeper and couldn't help but smile, "Then Uncle Xie said he came here for homework, but I see that Uncle Xie has always been good at manufacturing, and only the Third Young Master can find him." It is not his duty to ask for advice from the Third Young Master, so I feel that Mr. Xie is a drunkard who cares about you instead of drinking!"
She was used to teasing, and Shen Nanbao didn't listen to what she said many times, so he didn't bother to correct himself and just asked her, "Who were you having a quarrel with just now, and why are you angry?"
As if performing a magic trick, Fengyue suddenly pulled out a round box with a red frost-repelling pattern from behind, her eyes were smiling, "Sister, this is the plaster that Uncle Xie asked for. It is said to remove blood stasis, reduce swelling, and also lighten scars. I also sent a letter, and Teter asked me to open it myself."
As he spoke, he handed the letter over, "Young lady, I've read it. This letter has never been opened."
Shen Nanbao looked at the gold-plated wax seal, which was perfectly placed on the letter mouth, and frowned a little, "Go and tell the person who just received this thing that we, Rong Yuexuan, did not teach others anything privately." According to the rules, I asked her to bring the box and this letter to the old lady to apologize and stop disturbing my eyes."
Saying this, regardless of Feng Yue's dismay, he asked Fang Guan to set up the embroidery frame and started sewing along the side.
The old lady Yin was still talking to Mr. Rong in the long room in Bishan.
Two days have passed since that day when I met with Zhizhou Tongpan's family.
There was no movement for two whole days, and Rong couldn't help but couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Lao An, I didn't go out that day. I don't know what happened. I only heard that there was some trouble. I couldn't figure it out, so I thought I'd come and ask you. Please tell me. This is the magistrate of Zhizhou. What do you mean by home? Do they like Sister Wan?"
Old Mrs. Yin was a calm person, but after being provoked by Mrs. Rong like this, she felt confused when she remembered that Sister Yi was causing trouble that day.
But after all, it was not good to lose his balance in front of the junior, so he picked up the lid of the tea, stroked his thin breasts and slowly sipped: "It's only been two days, just wait, it's just coming back and forth, let's find the official media to make a decision , it won’t happen for some time.”
That being said, the two families are far apart, and whoever has decided on the trouble will find it convenient.
If he really fell in love with Sister Wan, he would have found someone to tell the official media in Jinling, and then went back to make preparations.
How can it be extended for two days?
Mrs. Rong twisted her handkerchief with a sad expression on her face. Her face was full of snakes and she secretly hated Shen Nanyi.
He was even planning to go to Peng and the others to get an explanation if the marriage went awry!
At this time, the servant who had been scolded by Shen Nanbao earlier came to Bishan's long room carrying a round box and letter paper.
Old Mrs. Yin frowned and looked at Yi Xiang, who was bowing her head on the ground and crying. "The fourth girl asked you to give it to me. Besides saying that we couldn't give or take it privately, did you also say something else?"
Yixiang shook his head, "No, it's just the old lady. The four girls must all know that the younger ones are the spies planted by the old lady, so they always look down on the younger ones as a thorn in her side and call them rough messengers all the time. , I tried my best to distract the little one, so that Yourou and Lukui can be close to serve."
Old Mrs. Yin snorted and laughed, "She keeps the green sunflower for some use. Yourou was kept by Te Te for me to see. What's the difference between it and you."
Having said that, there is a difference between doing heavy work and light work.
Watching Yourou and the others become more and more radiant, which makes them look more and more haggard.
In the past, although she was not as good as Mrs. Hu or Bihao in the old lady's house, she could not do the hard and tiring work of sweeping the yard and doing the swing.
This time it was just right, the fourth girl sent her back. Even if she suffered some physical pain, she would never go back to Rong Yuexuan.
Yixiang secretly made up his mind.
Old Mrs. Yin lowered her eyes, looked at the round box and letter that Mother Hu handed to her, and nodded, "Take this thing back intact, and tell the fourth girl that this is Uncle Xie's wish and he will not tolerate us." If you come to trample on me, you'd better accept it well and heal the wounds on your hands."
Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Yixiang walked around and sang, then Qiqi retreated.
Rong looked at it and said, "Lao An, look at the way Yixiang looks like he doesn't want to go back to Rong Yuexuan."
Old Mrs. Yin took a sip of tea without looking, "How can a servant be allowed to think about it or not? Even the eldest lady can't have everything she wants, right?"
There was a suggestion in his words, which made Mr. Rong startled, and he laughed quickly, "What Lao An said is right, just like Uncle Xie, an infatuated heart is nothing but a basket of water."
The warm tea fell into her throat, causing Mrs. Yin to sigh, "Relationships are not achieved overnight, and the fourth girl is a delicate person. Just like the ten thousand-year-old ice, she can't stand the warm water and slowly soaks it, right?"
Old Mrs. Yin Manman put down her cup, "Don't talk about her, just talk about Sister Wan. We'll wait for two more days. If there's still no movement over there, I'll ask the eldest lady to ask you. Don't recruit people to catch the wind and shadows, and catch those wild geese. If any news leaks out, the Zhizhou Tongpan family will think that we are rushing to go to their place. Even if we get married, Sister Wan will be ridiculed. "
