Mrs. Hou had a headache just thinking about it.
She maintains her own identity and always feels that there are some things that she can only keep in her heart and cannot talk to others casually.
Begonia and autumn water are silent. They know the worries and difficulties of Mrs. Hou best. The majestic mistress of Hou Mansion is actually in trouble because of Yu Wanniang, who comes from a declining uncle's manor.
The relationship between Marquis Quyang and his wife was very ordinary. After the incident with Yu Wanniang, the relationship between the two became even more ordinary. In the past, Marquis Quyang loved traveling the most. When he was not at home, Mrs. Hou was very happy. Now, Yu Wanniang has been added to the family, leaving only Hou. The lady is heartbroken.
Mrs. Hou is a lady from a well-known family. No matter how much she looks down on Yu Wanniang, she can't lower her face and argue with Yu Wanniang. After all, she is the elder.
At the beginning, Mrs. Hou was still hopeful, thinking that she would slowly teach Yu Wanniang well so that her son and his wife could be happy in the future. However, today, Mrs. Hou is completely desperate.
Qiu Shui couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, Yu Wanniang's mother-in-law gets sick from time to time, otherwise..."
Haitang wanted to nod in agreement, but as soon as her thoughts changed, she took back her words.
Yu Wanniang's mother, Mrs. Yu, used to be in good health. Since the beginning of winter last year, she has been sick all the time for some unknown reason. Yu Wanniang is a filial daughter, and she has to take good care of her mother every time, so she doesn't care about the Quyang Hou Mansion.
Without Yu Wanniang, the servants of Quyanghou Mansion felt much more relaxed, and Mrs. Hou even had a good time eating.
Hearing Qiu Shui say this, Mrs. Hou patted her heart and said, "Don't blame the Bodhisattva."
She not only hoped that Yu Wanniang's mother would stay sick longer, but she also felt that this idea was too selfish and somewhat unconscionable.
Mrs. Hou has always been kind to others, and the maids around her are also soft-hearted.
Mrs. Hou told Haitang: "Pick two pieces of jewelry, and give twenty taels of silver to Chujiu. Tell her that I rewarded her with these things because of her courage."
Chujiu ate and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was in a daze for a long time.
Haitang held the silver jewelry and said with a smile: "Chujiu, you don't have to be afraid. You just went to the prince's place. You can do whatever you want. Madam said, you must maintain the courage you have today and don't compromise."
Go fight Yu Wanniang, Mrs. Hou will be your support!
Chujiu looked at the silver hairpin handed to her hand.
There are two small lilac flowers on the hairpin, which are exquisite and delicate. On the ninth day of the lunar month, she was stroking the petals and her eyes were a little moist.
There are similar things among grandma's old things.
When Haitang saw this, she secretly sighed. The little girl who sold herself into slavery had never seen such a good thing. A silver hairpin could be so rare.
Haitang couldn't help but confessed earnestly: "If you anger Miss Yu, you may have to suffer some physical pain, but Madam said that if you have not made any mistakes, you don't have to bow your head and admit your guilt. No matter what happens, Madam will always support you. "
Chujiu has the memory of the original owner, but the original owner has no impression of the masters of the Hou Mansion.
It turns out that Chujiu was a timid and cowardly little girl. I had only heard that the prince had a fiancée that he refused to admit. She had a fierce temper and all the maids in the house were afraid of her.
While Haitang was talking, Chujiu lowered his head and didn't respond.
Haitang looked at the sky and said, "I don't know if you will feel sleepy after sleeping this long. After dinner, you just lie down and treat it as rest."
Chujiu mumbled a "hmm".
Haitang sighed and walked out.
Dinner was brought over by the little maid. There were two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, and a full bowl of white rice. On the ninth day of the lunar month, I was full of thoughts, so I ate some at will.
After eating two meals and sleeping in a row, Chujiu's mental and physical strength had recovered a lot. However, as his mind became clearer, what had happened in the past also happened again before his eyes.
grandmother……
The deceased face came to mind, and Chujiu closed her eyes, suppressing the pain and longing in her heart.
On the branches under the moon, when people were sleeping soundly, Chujiu walked out quietly.
She was in a state of confusion. While she was missing her grandma, she was also occupied by another emotion of anger. She vaguely understood that it was the unwillingness of the original owner.
Under the moonlight, Chujiu walked slowly.
The Anlan courtyard was locked. Chujiu glanced at the courtyard door and walked around to the side. As for the other two corner doors, Chujiu did not consider it. She did not want to spend any effort to unlock it.
Chujiu spotted a sweet-scented osmanthus tree with lush branches next to the courtyard wall. After standing under the tree and stretching her hands and feet, she climbed up lightly.
In that life, Chujiu learned Sanda, kept exercising, and had excellent physical fitness and skills. Today, he is thin and has been seriously ill, but it still doesn't stop Chujiu from climbing trees and walls.
The original owner had never walked around the inner courtyard and was not familiar with the paths, but Chujiu had a strong sense of direction. According to the memory from the day, he walked to the garden smoothly and could vaguely distinguish the lotus pond through the moonlight. Outline.
Suddenly, Chujiu turned sideways and hid in the shadows.
There is a pavilion on the edge of the lotus pond, and there are actually people there in the middle of the night.
Chujiu squinted his eyes and found that it was a young man... practicing boxing.
Coming to the lotus pond on the ninth day of the lunar month was purely guided by the remaining consciousness of the original owner. The original owner was cowardly and timid. He was obviously unwilling to be killed and died, but he was still more fearful than angry, and he only wanted to escape by committing suicide.
Most of the serious physical illnesses also have psychological causes.
Chujiu was afraid that he would be discovered, so he waited there for a long time with bated breath. However, the young man seemed to be tireless. After he stopped his moves, he took out a sword and danced with a silver light.
In the floating light and shadow, the sharp momentum first loomed, and then burst out suddenly. At this moment of silence in the dark night, the sword holder's surroundings emitted a sharp cold light, as if thousands of troops were attacking, but they could not break through the sharp sword energy.
Chujiu gradually became obsessed with watching it.
Across the distance and under the hazy moonlight, Chujiu couldn't see the young man's face clearly. However, inexplicably, the young man's strong vitality touched Chujiu's heart deeply. She closed her eyes and opened them again. , strengthened the belief in living.
Live, live well.
Those were the last words her grandma left for her before she passed away.
I don't know how much time passed, but the young man put away his sword and sat cross-legged.
The moonlight shrouded him, and the surroundings were silent. The sharp sword light disappeared, leaving boundless loneliness instead.
Chujiu came to his senses and turned around decisively.
Chujiu walked back along the way he came when he suddenly saw a glimmer of light in front of him.
"The ninth day of the ninth lunar month!" A somewhat anxious female voice sounded.
Chujiu stopped and did not dodge.
Because the visitor is Haitang.
Chujiu has always been in a trance, but he clearly felt Haitang's kindness and kindness.
"Why did you come here?" Haitang held a lantern, trotted closer to Chujiu, and looked at Chujiu's face carefully.
Chujiu saw a slight sweat on Haitang's forehead.
Haitang pulled Chujiu and said in surprise: "Why are your hands so cold? I was worried that you couldn't sleep well at night. I thought I would take a look, but I didn't know you weren't there. What were you doing out there? Did you go to the toilet?"
Chujiu said nothing.
Haitang smiled and combed Chu Jiu's broken hair, "Although it has passed the beginning of summer, the night is still a bit cold. You are so reckless, what if the wind blows away?"
Haitang's touch made Chujiu feel a little uncomfortable. Chujiu pursed his lips but still did not speak.
Haitang illuminated his feet with a lantern and told Chujiu to be careful all the way. When he walked to Anlan Courtyard, he said with a smile: "You are also brave. Although the corner door is not locked, you can't go out on your own initiative. Wouldn't it be troublesome if you can't find it back? .”
Chujiu watched Haitang push open the corner door and was speechless for a moment.
