"Girl, that's what happened. The eldest lady didn't let the slave say it, but the slave had to say it. The girl knows what happened next!"
That night, Qing Ya tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Cui He met her late at night and said she had something important to report, so she said goodbye to the sleeping Wan Yanyong for the time being. She quietly got up and went to the banquet hall to meet Cui He after a long absence.
After Cui He was injured, she still had scars in her heart. When she came, she put on a cloak, pulled back her veil, and wrapped herself tightly.
When she saw Cui He put down his cloak and revealed his peach blossom face, she couldn't bear the old feelings for a while, so she invited her to sit on the embroidered pier in front of her and listen to her explain the whole story clearly.
"Insolent! She is really hopeless. Fortunately, my mother's family gave her a small house as her dowry. Today I will take a good look at her black heart!"
When she heard that Qingru was involved, she was furious and pulled out the long sword from Xiyi's waist and ran away. Xiyi chased after her and stopped her, surrounding her and saying, "Madam, Madam!"
"Get away, I'm going to kill her today!" She put down her arms with pity.
"Madam, madam! Calm down."
Cui He and Xi Yi were on the side, and they couldn't stop her. The sword in her hand had no eyes, and no one dared to get close.
Wan Yanyong was woken up by a burst of noise, and when he saw that she was not around, he quickly picked up his clothes and tied them, walked straight to the door, walked through the flower garden and came to her side.
"Madam, this sword has no eyes, put it down quickly!"
"You'll hurt yourself soon!"
Wan Yanyong was a man of Wen Tao and martial arts. He hugged him and took the long sword away easily. He stood angrily for a long time, then turned his hand to Xiyi and said: "You can't wear a sword on your body from now on. You can only Comes with a short sword!"
"yes!"
She was so stubborn, standing in the cool drizzle, her jade face facing south, her body soaked with raw materials.
As soon as he saw her expression, he knew what was going on. He reached out and touched her wet clothes, picked her up, returned to the room, and placed her on the couch.
Seeing the crystal drops hanging from her hair, he gently held up his sleeves to wipe her, then took the blanket Xiyi brought and draped it over her body.
"When the lonely king saw you like this, he knew what was going on. He could roughly guess what was going on. You have been as stubborn as ever since you were a child."
She was silent, held her sore waist, frowned, and leaned back.
"Madam, please slow down! You have been suffering from soreness and back pain for several days. The lonely king said that he would send an imperial doctor to check on you but you still refused. If you are pregnant, you can't be so angry!"
She waved her sleeves and pointed at the curtain, changing from her usual gentle and demure demeanor: "Angry? I wish I could have someone beat her to death to relieve the hatred in my heart, so I looked at her, who came to beg me bitterly a few days ago. With my husband, I turned my back on my words in front of my sister and told her everything about that."
"Look, just after she calmed down, it's like this again. How can such a demure and gentle Mrs. Gaoming be so impulsive and say all kinds of bad words when she's angry!"
"What happened today is not her fault alone. My uncle, the lonely king,... are all at fault. So, if this can solve the problem, I'll kill my husband too!"
She was about to say something more, but she swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips. She followed his gaze and stared at the green plants on the flower table opposite. She suddenly pursed her lips, and her gentle eyes were meaningful.
"Calm down, madam, you won't solve the problem if you chop her off today. Now my aunt is still ill, and you also heard the doctor say that her most serious problem is the depression after giving birth. Everything is accumulated. She is depressed, if you add more trouble, will she feel okay?"
"The most important thing now is to let her get rid of her depression. There is no problem in teaching Qingru a lesson in the future,"
"Now go and have a good rest. I will go to court tomorrow and we can go see my aunt together, okay?"
She was silent and didn't make any move. After a moment, she nodded in agreement. Her crescent-shaped crescent-shaped eyebrows relaxed slightly and rested calmly on her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. Her upturned eyelashes flapped up and down, looking pretty. More delicate than flowers.
He was very happy. He gently held her in his arms and stroked her black hair, feeling comfortable and at ease.
After all, she could not survive this disaster.
In the late spring of May, one morning on a rainy day, she got up early and was busy working in the small kitchen of the government. Under the guidance of her grandma, she rolled up her sleeves, kneaded the dough on the shelf, spread it out, and added some kang dough in advance. Minced meat and vegetables are then fried in a pan.
He casually brushed the loose hair from his forehead, smiled slightly, and murmured: "My sister likes to eat biscuits. Finally, she is willing to open her mouth to eat something in the past few days, so I will make more for her!"
The nanny on the side nodded her head and taught her to take out the fried golden pancakes, and then took the food box to hold several other side dishes.
She happily carried her away and thanked her mama. Then she heard the sound of hurried footsteps. It was Mo Ying who stood in front of her as if she had lost her soul, her eyes full of red and tears crisscrossing her face.
The moment she saw Mo Ying, her head was empty and all thoughts were lost. Her empty body was carried by the maid to Wugu Lun's house.
On the Wuzi day of May in the second year of Tiande, the loving mother who gave birth to her, raised her and loved her for more than ten years passed away due to illness at the age of thirty-two. Those bright eyes that made people feel comfortable and bright at the first glance were closed forever. Her oriole could no longer be heard in the hall.
She walked very peacefully, wearing neat clothes, a blue skirt with green sleeves, a pleated skirt, and her untied hair looked like the way she looked when she was a girl. Qingya wore a small pink skirt and held a Ruyi jade pendant in her hand.
Qingya recalled what her mother had said to her many years ago when she was dressing up in Xiaoxuanchuang, when she was very young.
("Qingya, does this blue dress look good? This is what I wore when I first met your father when I was a girl. Your father said that I look best in blue!")
I was ignorant at that time and just clap my hands to call me beautiful. It wasn't until she saw her mother's body today that she realized how much she longed for the love she had at that time, and how much she wanted to go back to the beginning.
"It's a dream, sister, but I still can't come out!"
When Wanyan Yong went back to the court, he heard the bad news. When he came with an umbrella, he saw Qingya sitting alone on the bluestone under the rain, eating the cakes she made for her mother. The imperial concubine Mingxuan Stand not far away and accompany her to welcome the heavy rain.
She stuffed the biscuit into her mouth with her bare hands, and swallowed it like a gulp with the rain. After chewing a few times, she swallowed the biscuit, then took out another piece of it in a panic, and stuffed it into her mouth again like crazy.
It was late spring in May, and the garden was filled with lush purple and red bamboos. The mountains, rivers and earth are all beautiful, and everything is in signs of renewal, but she can only sit in the heavy rain and dry her tears.
Wan Yanyong's umbrella fell to the ground. He stepped forward and put a pair of broad arms around her. He didn't say anything, he just wanted to hug her quietly.
He looked down at her red and swollen eyes, and suddenly recalled the circumstances of his father's early death when he was only twelve years old. A bad luck took away his young father, and then forced his mother to escape into Buddhism. From then on, he was the only one walking in the secular world. For example, now that she is in her arms, she has been separated from her mother for a long time, and the yin and yang are separated. She will no longer call her father who seems to be absent.
Thinking of this, Wanyanyong's eyes gradually became moist, and he felt increasingly guilty for the two women who had been by his side for a long time. He raised his hand to call Mingxuan over and hugged her.
After seven days and seven nights of wearing linen and mourning, Qingya sobered up a lot, and sat quietly on the couch after returning to the palace. Then he watched the high female official lead a group of waiting people in, carrying many children's clothes, shoes and socks, as well as the pink skirt that had been altered by the mother and the jade pendant with auspicious rose patterns.
Mrs. Gao bowed her head and said with a haggard face, "Girl, this is what the mistress left for you before she was alive!"
She nodded to show her understanding and waved to someone to sit down.
Mrs. Gao picked up the jade pendant and presented it to her, saying, "Girl, this is my mistress's possession. I thought it was necessary to give it to you."
She took the jade pendant and looked at the lines on it carefully. The word "Yao" was engraved on the interface with the tassels. She always felt that this rose jade pendant seemed familiar, so she thought hard.
"I rarely see my sister take out this rose jade pendant, and I always feel that this thing has a familiar feeling!" New
Mrs. Gao raised her hands, placed them on her knees and said, "I rarely see slaves. I only saw them a few times. Last spring, before the Lord went to Hebei Mansion, she wore this item and went to the Qing Dynasty." An Temple, I say I am asking for it
May the incense be sweetened. "
"Again, in the spring of this year, she also wore this item and went to the Buddhist temple to offer incense with her wife..."
Qing Ya was stunned, her pupils were empty, and she suddenly remembered the dream she had last year when she was not married. The man in the dream also wore such a jade pendant.
"To tell you the truth, I had a dream the night before Li Shi's trip last year."
Halfway through her words, when there was no one around her, she continued, her voice low: "I dreamed of a tall man standing in front of a bright window, with his hands behind his back. I couldn't see his face clearly. He said I was His daughter would call "Yao'er" from time to time, and I could vaguely see that he was wearing this jade pendant around his waist. "
"Aunt Gao, you are with your sister, do you know your mother's name? I didn't know her name since I was a child, and when I asked people around me, they didn't tell me. I only know her surname is Ugu Lun."
"But I heard my uncle and aunt call her "Yao'er", but he didn't say anything when I asked my uncle, and I didn't dare to ask my aunt. "
Mrs. Gao stood up, bowed her head, pursed the corners of her lips, and put her clothes down. She answered with no concealment in her eyes: "I really don't know. I'm used to calling her by name and position, so I never cared about it."
"On the contrary, this dream the girl had is a bit strange. Does the girl know who he is?"
"I don't know, I can't see his face clearly."
"I remember, the girl was ill at that time! Maybe the girl was ill and had too much yin energy to dream about men!"
Mrs. Gao said, lowering her eyes slightly, and sat back to the side, holding her hands and sitting upright, with an upright demeanor and the air of a female official.
"Actually, I served Concubine De in the past and heard that she had this experience. Whenever she was ill, she would dream about the prime minister and the young man in the mansion. So it is simply because the woman's yin energy is too strong!"
After Qing Ya heard this, she took a closer look at the jade pendant, which was full of roses and was full of moisture. After staring at it for a long time, she put it into the box on the bedside and stopped asking about the matter.
Her eyebrows were crooked, and her haggard face revealed a trace of stubbornness. She looked at the garden full of spring flowers outside the bright window, secretly feeling sad.
"Now that my sister is gone, that's it for me and my father!"
"Madam, please be at ease. Mistress, I am thinking of you in heaven! As for the master, you are already married, so you just don't have to meet him as much." She paused for a long time and then said: "Now, the prime minister will send Shiro and Goro back. He has taken over the Li family and ordered me to raise the two of them. I will live up to the prime minister’s expectations and raise the two young men well!”
Qing Ya was silent, looking at her kind eyes, and smiled softly: "Auntie, Xian'er Jing'er is still young, please give me more teachings. If you want what you need, if you don't want to move, just come to me directly. "
"Yes! I am about the same age as the eldest lady, but I am not as knowledgeable, gentle, and virtuous as she is. I am quite strict in disciplining people. If I say something harsh, I hope that I will forgive you."
"You are from my uncle's sect, so naturally I trust you the most. I believe you will be strict and compassionate."
She lowered her head and took a deep breath. She looked at the empty hall in front of her and said, "Now, in the mansion, Qingru will get married after keeping her filial piety, leaving her young brother in the mansion."
She suddenly turned cold and said: "Qingru and I must settle this debt. But aunt, just pretend that I don't know about this matter."
"If you want her to die, you must let her die unprepared! I hope my aunt will cooperate with me in everything."
"yes!"
"My aunt sent some gifts to Qingru for me, and then said that my wife's mother has passed away, and she thought that she had a younger sister in the family, so she gave me a heavy gift as a dowry!"
After thinking about it, she ordered the waiting people to send Gao away, and arranged some heavy gifts for her to meet Qingru. After all, she buried the hatred of her mother deeply in her heart, and waited for a moment to explode and let her die. were caught off guard.
When she came back, she took out the jade pendant again, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but shed tears.
