Sang Nuanyue saw Zhou Baolu.
She was sitting next to a gilt crane and Boshan stove that was blowing out curls of green smoke. She was holding a gold-woven beauty ivory-handled palace fan in her hand. She was looking straight at her, as if she had seen a ghost.
She wore a begonia top made of Yunfei floral satin, and a soft smoke skirt with floral patterns. She wore a fairy-looking bun, with a pair of golden silk inlaid with rubies in her hair, a pair of cloisonné and red coral earrings hanging on her white ears, and a pair of suet rings on her wrists. Jade bracelet.
The whole body of gold, silver and jade creates a rich and noble style. And she had a arrogant look on her face, and she was sitting steadily on the rose-carved chair, looking like a noble person.
Sang Nuanyue sighed with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, and my cousin is even more charming than before. How has my cousin been doing well these years? I have missed my cousin for a long time."
In just a few words, Zhou Baolu's long-awaited image of wealth and peace collapsed almost instantly.
The fan in her hand could no longer be shaken, her well-maintained cheeks became stiff at this moment, and even the bright smile on her face could not be maintained.
Zhou Baolu's heart was agitated, as if there were millions of ants crawling and gnawing on her body, making her restless and unable to calm down.
——Why is Sang Nianyue still looking so calm and graceful?
Didn't the tapestry say that she was seriously ill and her appearance was no longer the same?
——After experiencing so much hardship, how could she still laugh?
Why isn't she full of resentment, with tired eyebrows, a miserable look, and a twisted mind?
——She is like mud under her feet, and she is like the moon in the sky. Their situations are worlds apart. Sang Nianyue smiled so meaningfully at her. Was it because he hated her for pushing her to the Wang family and making her suffer the pain of losing her husband?
Will she take revenge? If she takes revenge, where will she start? Will she use her beauty to hook up with Tinglan and cause trouble for her?
When she thought of the deep love between Sang Nuanyue and Shen Tinglan in her previous life, Zhou Baolu felt so confused that the veins in her hand holding the handle of the fan became stretched.
After a long time, she calmed down her chaotic mood. Under the curious gaze of everyone, she slowly walked forward with a homely and timid trepidation, and grabbed Sang Ningyue's hand, with tears in her excited eyes. "Everything is fine with me. My mother-in-law is loving, my sisters-in-law are harmonious, and my sister-in-law is also sensible and considerate. I have been blessed by marrying into the Marquis' Mansion. I'm just a little homesick, because my parents are old and frail, and they have to take care of my younger brother who is studying. It's far away from the capital, and I'm pregnant and giving birth here, and Rongan is young and can't travel far..."
As he spoke, he burst into tears and smiled, "Fortunately, my cousin is here. But I originally thought that the Wang family was a family of officials, and people like my cousin would be treated favorably. Even if my brother-in-law passed away, I should be more considerate and caring towards you. Familiar. I guess they have lost their conscience, and instead of comforting you, they torture and humiliate you... Cousin, it's all my fault that it was too late when I got the news. If I had known earlier that they were treating you badly, I would have taken you to the Marquis Mansion early. I won't let you suffer so much. Cousin, why are you so miserable..."
I couldn't speak enough and burst into tears. I hugged Sang Nuanyue and cried so painfully.
Sang Nuanyue let her hold her in silence, her eyes turning red. It seemed that she remembered the sadness of losing her husband, or meeting a close relative, and the grievances deep in her heart finally broke through her defenses.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She was so beautiful and fragile. Her slender body seemed to be unable to bear it and was on the verge of falling.
The second lady hurriedly stepped forward to give her a hand, "Hey, you cousins are reunited. You should be happy. Why are you still crying? The sad things are in the past, why bother mentioning them now? My cousin is a good person. , there is still a bright future in the future. Don’t cry anymore, the old lady is watching, don’t cry anymore.”
The second lady pulled Zhou Baolu away, and Zhou Baolu seemed to realize that she was rude. She turned sideways and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and slowly calmed down with the comfort of the maid.
The second lady looked at Zhou Baolu's pretense and snorted disdainfully in her heart.
Zhou Baolu is a person who really doesn't care about people's affairs and doesn't talk about people's words. It is said that you should not slap someone in the face when you hit someone, and you should not expose someone's shortcomings when you scold them. Zhou Baolu was doing this well. He was afraid that people would not be embarrassed and suffered, so he spoke specifically to poke people's hearts. The knife flashed with a cold edge, and a bloody hole was created with one stab. Anyone who didn't see this cousin girl crying was almost evacuated, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.
The second lady didn't deal with Zhou Baolu, and she was really jealous. When she saw Sang Nianyue suppressing her tears, she quickly changed the subject and said, "I am the second lady in this house and your cousin's sister-in-law. Cousin Sang should know I, I asked Pearl to go to your courtyard twice before."
Sang Nuoyue hurriedly paid tribute to the second lady, "I know madam, thank you madam for thinking of me and specially sending someone to send wild ginseng. I am seriously ill and very weak, so I can't take a lot of supplements... You gave it to me The wild ginseng is really of great use, thank you very much Nianyue."
Then he saluted the old lady again, "Thank you very much for remembering me and sending me health supplies several times. Ning Yue will remember this in my heart and will never forget it."
When the second lady and the old lady heard this, they both sighed and regretted, "Since we have come to the house, we are a family, and you will accept what we give you. This is also our intention."
"Don't thank me anymore. Look at that little white face. He can hardly stand. Sit down and have a rest. Don't come to Heyan Hall. If my newly restored body is ruined again, then I will This is going to feel very uncomfortable.”
Sang Nuanyue sat down on the chair with the help of her younger brother. The maid brought ginseng tea, and the old lady urged her to drink it quickly, "Your body needs to be well taken care of. Just come here today, and don't dare to come again. Just take good care of yourself in the yard, and wait. When you recover, come back to this courtyard and talk to my old lady."
Before Sang Nuanyue refused, she urged Qing'er again, "Sit down and have a rest together, drink some ginseng tea, and recuperate." I heard that the child was ten years old, but considering his size, he would only be eight years old if he died. Nine years old. The key point is that this child is also very thin and timid when looking at people. Needless to say, he was definitely treated badly when he was in the Wang family. However, this child's words and deeds are very decent, which makes people feel even more uncomfortable to swallow, and makes them pity the pitiful siblings even more.
The old lady is a kind-hearted person. Although the second lady is not forgiving, she is also sympathetic to the weak. The two of them cordially entertained them, and the three girls were full of witty words, which made the two siblings seem to be close relatives to them, but had nothing to do with Zhou Baolu.
The old lady coughed twice and reminded Zhou Baolu that, unfortunately, the daughter-in-law here had gone somewhere and was lost in thought. Occasionally when I look back at Xiang Nuanyue, the expression on her face is unpredictable, as if she harbors some kind of malice.
The old lady frowned, wondering what kind of discord the cousins had in their boudoir, so much so that Zhou Baolu still couldn't forget it despite the passage of time.
But since the two sides are not on good terms, why should she be so busy making arrangements to let this cousin into the house? Isn't it just a matter of taking the person out and sending him back to his parents' home? He tries every possible means to get people under his nose. Is there really some other plan?
When the old lady thought of this, her heart thumped, and her gaze towards Zhou Baolu became more obscure and complicated.
The sun was gradually rising, and the old lady was worried that if they went back under the bright sun later, their bodies would be unable to bear it, so she sent everyone away.
The old lady felt especially sorry for Sang Nianyue, so she patiently comforted her, and she really didn't have to come to say hello every day from now on. Now that we have entered the Hou Mansion, we are a family, and the old man always hopes that everyone is well. There is no shortage of people around her to take care of her. If she really wanted to, she could just copy scriptures for her in the house every day. There is no need to go to all the trouble to come over. After all, in the stage of recuperating the body, the body is still the most important thing. When the body is really well taken care of, it will not be too late to come over to say hello.
