Song Jinyin sent Sister Sun away and swept the snow in the courtyard.
She had a bad appetite today, but for the sake of the child in her belly, she still ate a bowl of thin noodles outside when she came back.
Now that my body is getting warmer, the cold snow falls on my hands, but I don’t feel much cold at all.
The water boiling in the kitchen began to steam. Song Jinyin piled the snow in a corner, looked at it with her head tilted, and then squatted down.
But before the hand touched her, a slight cough was heard.
Mixed in the wind, it disperses as soon as it blows, making it hard to hear clearly.
But Song Jinyin was still stunned for a moment by the voice, and then she realized what she was doing and laughed at herself for making such a fuss.
But she no longer wanted to play in the snow, so she put down the broom, got up and entered the house.
...
Since the snow stopped that day, there has been no snowfall in Luocheng for two days.
But the melting snow was even colder. Song Jinyin dug out the fox fur that Shen Yuhe had prepared for her and hurried to the embroidery workshop carefully step by step.
When Lianxiang saw the clothes on her body, the suspicion and pity she had felt for the past two days fell back.
Although she didn't know how valuable such a fine fox fur was, it was a rare thing for her to see once.
From this point of view, she thought that Song Ci's neglect seemed like a joke.
"Why do I feel that you have become more plump recently?"
"Really, Sister Lianxiang?"
Song Jinyin's eyes widened, and Lianxiang was stunned by the joy inside them.
"It's true, but why are you so happy? What the girl wants now is a cute little face and a slim waist. You'd better..."
After saying this, Lianxiang looked her over and looked at her sparkling eyes, and couldn't help but change her words, "Although her face is a little rounder, it is still pitiful and makes people feel hurt."
"Regardless of that, I just like roundness."
Song Jinyin's eyes narrowed with laughter, and Hu Qiuli's hand unconsciously placed on her lower abdomen, suppressing some of the discomfort she felt when she got up in the morning.
While the two were talking, Xiuxiu entered the room and sat back to her previous position.
But before sitting down, she glanced at their faces, with a faintly malicious look in her eyes.
Song Jinyin noticed it immediately, but her expression did not change as she spoke to Lianxiang.
On the contrary, when others saw Xiuxiu turning back, they couldn't help but murmur.
It wasn't until the room became quiet and Song Jinyin picked up the needle that she remembered Xiuxiu's gaze again.
She has been a maid in the Duke's mansion for eight years, and the greatest skill she has developed is that she can detect subtle changes and expressions more easily than others.
But that Xiuxiu look just now, with gloating mixed with malice, looked past Lianxiang and directly towards her.
Song Jinyin's heart sank.
Before thinking about it, she had thought simply. She only thought that people like Xiu Xiu probably had a restless temper, and everything could be written on their face. Although it was annoying, it was still easy to deal with.
But at this moment, she changed her mind.
Now the look on Xiuxiu's face can indeed tell something about her thoughts, but if the people around her are always scheming, they will probably not be able to survive this life.
For the sake of stability, she should, like Lianxiang, keep Xiuxiu away from the embroidery workshop, or stay away from this room and go somewhere else.
Just as he was thinking about it, someone came in from outside and called Song Ci.
Song Jinyin put down the objects in her hands and stood up, and subconsciously glanced at Xiuxiu's position with her peripheral vision.
As soon as she walked outside the door, she saw that the man was who she thought he was. When he saw her leaving, there was a smile on his face that made things worse.
"Song Ci, there are people coming from the tailor shop outside, and they want you to go out and join the shopkeeper."
"Why do you want me, an embroiderer, to come over?"
Song Jinyin frowned, feeling wary in her heart.
The person coming should not be Pei Yanzhou.
Not to mention that he must have lost his patience now, but just speaking of his temper, he would never use these excuses to find her.
He would only ask Cang Lin to look for someone. At most, he would have someone send a message to her to go out directly like last time.
"I'm not familiar with the ready-made clothes in the shop, and I can't help the shopkeeper even if I go out. Why did you call me here?"
"I don't know. Anyway, the person in front asked me to call you. You'd better go there as soon as possible. If the deal fails because of you, you might be punished."
While thinking, Song Jinyin took another look at Xiuxiu's position.
I saw that she was in a good mood, talking to others, her body slightly tilted, as if she could see her at any time.
The anxiety in Song Jinyin's heart actually calmed down.
If it was really a plan, Xiu Xiu was well prepared.
Since we can't hide now, instead of being on guard every day and struggling to survive, it's better to just go and take a look.
Let's see who the person is, what kind of tricks can come out of the same show.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Song Jinyin smiled at the visitor, then said hello to Lianxiang and went to the front.
There weren't many people in the shop.
As soon as Song Jinyin stepped into the shop, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately understood the meaning of Xiuxiu's smile, and she became even more certain that this man was not a good person.
"I am indeed destined to meet the girl. This second time we met, it was only a few days apart."
A thought flashed through Song Jinyin's mind very quickly, and she retreated to the shopkeeper's side without realizing it.
Just after making a guess, her cold eyebrows suddenly became smiling, calm and polite.
"I wonder how the young master knew my name?"
"Girl, don't get me wrong."
The man approached with a smile, holding a small piece of gold in his hand.
"The person who was with the girl last time called out, and I made a note of it. Today I happen to need to add clothes to my entourage, so I came here. As for the price, the girl just mentions it, and I can make whatever it is."
When the man approached, Song Jinyin vaguely smelled some powdery smell, which made her almost nauseous.
It's just that she knows that she can't make people angry right now. She has to keep the man's limited patience until she finds out the relationship between him and Xiuxiu.
After a few perfunctory words, the visitor realized that he might not be able to hold Song Jinyin down for a while, so he was finally ready to leave.
And Song Jinyin immediately returned to the back, vomiting all over the place, her face was pitifully pale, and the ends of her drooped eyes were still stained with water drops, her lust was still lingering, crystal clear, and she still didn't recover until she returned to the house.
But this look attracted the attention of others.
The weak willow supports the wind, and it is charming and charming.
"Why are you looking for me in the past? Why do you have to go there and come back with a changed appearance?"
Song Jinyin was sure that Xiuxiu had also looked over, and then she curved her lips, showing a touch of novelty in her tenderness.
"I was asked to take a look at the materials, but a rich owner came in front, and when he sold them, he gave me ingots of gold. I don't know who the young master was from. He also said that anyone who saw it would be rewarded."
"You got the gold?"
Lianxiang's eyes were filled with envy, and she wished she could go ahead and take a look again.
"How could I be so shameless to get it? That man..."
Song Jinyin's voice became softer and softer, and Xiuxiu's face showed eagerness. Not long after, she actually walked up to her with a piece of material and took the initiative to talk to her.
...
On the surface this day seemed quite peaceful.
But although Song Jinyin had her own plans, she also put away all the powders and objects she could put on her body after returning.
But as soon as she finished doing this, she started vomiting and wouldn't stop.
Pei Yanzhou heard her movements clearly.
He stood under the wall, his body gradually stiffening in response to her reaction, the veins of the fists in his sleeves bulging, and his thin lips pursed and unclenched.
He was obviously cold and stern, but because of the person next door, he felt at a loss.
This is Dr. Mu’s reaction after being pregnant.
When he thought that it would take a long time for such discomfort to stop, Pei Yanzhou became more and more sinister.
Especially since he couldn't be by his side and could only let her suffer alone through a cold wall, Pei Yanzhou felt that overwhelming regret, which hit his heart with dull pain and was about to suffocate him to death. .
The sound continued until nightfall.
Pei Yanzhou also endured it until nightfall, until the girl on the other end fell into a deep sleep.
The injuries on his body were finally showing signs of healing in the past few days, but he didn't bother to recuperate, so he tiptoed and jumped into Song Jinyin's small courtyard again.
This time, Pei Yanzhou did not stop outside the house, but climbed in through the window.
Under the dim light, he finally saw the girl he longed for again.
Song Jinyin seemed to be having a hard time sleeping.
The brows were lightly frowned, and the bloodless face made the long eyelashes thicker and curled, but there were still some water droplets on the long eyelashes, which reflected a little luster under the firelight.
Pei Yanzhou stopped in front of her and saw that she was crying so aggrievedly even in her sleep. His heart ached even more, and the hand that wanted to smooth her eyebrows was trembling faintly.
After a long time, the fingertips fell down and touched the familiar warmth.
From the center of her eyebrows to her brow bones, it traced across her cheeks, stopping at the tip of her small and slightly rounded nose, and finally gently caressed her dry lips.
The sleeping man stirred at the sudden touch.
Pei Yanzhou watched quietly. When she stabilized again, her fingertips did not move again, but her eyes were already extremely red.
"Would you please come back with me, Yin Yin."
"What should I do so that you are willing to look back at me again?"
The only thing that responded to him was the wind outside the house and the occasional faint candlelight that made a slight noise.
But the man still refused to give up.
He leaned down and gently pressed his thin lips against Song Jinyin's dry lips.
Something exploded in his mind. At this moment, Pei Yanzhou's eyes became even scarlet, and he was only a moment away from the collapse of his sanity.
