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Nan Baoyi lowered his head, touched his plain white shirt, and smiled sweetly: "He doesn't know yet. I really want to tell him right away"
Yuchi lowered his eyes, the shadow of his eyelashes outlines the sadness on his handsome face.
He quickly put away his excess emotions, looked at the small pavilion, and closed the flower window for Nan Baoyi: "It's damp and cold in the south of the Yangtze River, and the island in the middle of the lake is even colder than elsewhere. I'm afraid my sister won't be able to bear it. I'll report back to my father tomorrow, You can live in my yard."
Nan Baoyi was slightly startled: "But¡ª¡ª"
"I know that my sister is worried about the differences between men and women." Yuchi smiled calmly, his deep eyebrows widened, and he was vaguely the naughty young man who lived thousands of miles away from home in Chang'an City.
He added some charcoal to the stove: "But my sister is pregnant now. She fell here and there is no one to take care of her. I will choose two maids for my sister and ask a stable woman to take care of her. First. The fetus must be carefully implanted, otherwise it will be troublesome if the root of the disease is left. My aunt had the root of the disease when she gave birth to me, and now"
He lowered his eyebrows, poked the red-hot coals with a poker, and said no more.
Nan Baoyi stared at him.
The charcoal fire illuminated his face.
He has a handsome profile, and his peach blossom eyes are flashing with light, showing a bit of tenderness but also a lot of pain. He looks somewhere between a boy and a man.
Nan Baoyi said seriously: "Yuchi, thank you. In fact, I also want to leave here. It is also my first time to be pregnant with a child. I don't understand many things. The little baby kicked in my belly and I was so nervous. There are so many people around me. The maid and Wen Po will take care of me, so I won¡¯t be so afraid.¡±
She poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Yuchi: "By the way, when you left Chang'an, you said you were going home to take care of your seriously ill mother. How is your health now?"
Yuchi took the cup of tea and said, "It was better in summer and autumn, but since winter hit, I have suddenly been bedridden. Now I am hanging on to my life with ginseng soup, maybe one day I will be gone"
He blew on the tea soup, feeling worried.
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Not two days after Yuchi left, Nan Baoyi was released from the small island in the middle of the lake.
She was led into a small, clean and quiet courtyard by Yuchi.
The wing room where I live has been properly decorated. The rosewood furniture is exquisite and elegant. The wardrobe is filled with coats and skirts that are popular in Jiangnan this winter. Rouge, gouache and hairpin jewelry are also prepared on the dressing table.
Yuchi scratched his head: "Although the house is rich, I don't have much money on hand. I can only afford these things for the time being I have never taken care of a little girl, and I don't know if my sister likes it If you don't like it, In the future, when I save enough money, I can buy you something you like."
Nan Baoyi touched the rouge and gouache.
Luozidai from the Western Regions and pearl powder from the East China Sea are quite expensive at a glance.
She said sincerely: "Thank you."
After all, she took advantage of Yuchi and went to visit his aunt according to etiquette.
The maid opened the felt curtain.
The room was quite dark, and the strong fragrance of bitter medicine came to my face.
When turning into the inner room, Nan Baoyi noticed that Yuchi paused for a moment outside the Dongyue Gate before stepping in with gentle steps.
The curtain is high.
The middle-aged woman sitting on the couch was severely tortured by illness and was already very thin. However, she was holding needle and thread in her hand and was still doing embroidery work.
Seeing them coming in, her sunken eyes sparkled. She quickly put down her needlework, took Yuchi's hand, and touched his cuffs: "It's freezing cold, why are you dressed so thin? I just made it for you two days ago. Ask the maid to bring you a cotton-padded robe, why don¡¯t you wear it?¡±
Yuchi sat silently by the couch and tucked the woman into bed.
The woman noticed Nan Baoyi and couldn't help but feel even more happy: "Beichen, who is this girl? Why don't you introduce me to my aunt?"
Yuchi¡¯s voice was light: ¡°Visitors from the north, Queen Shen¡¯s people.¡±
Nan Baoyi gave a little blessing.
The woman was startled.
When she noticed that Nan Baoyi was pregnant, the joy on her face turned into embarrassment, and she said softly: "I thought she was you"
She straightened Yuchi¡¯s collar and changed the subject with a smile: ¡°I made some coats for you, all made of good materials. You can take them back and wear them.¡±
"It's not like I don't have a maid, so why should my aunt do the work herself?"
"I was born as an embroiderer. In this life, I can only do some needlework." The woman gently licked the broken hair on his temples, then looked at Nan Baoyi with a smile, "It's rare for Beichen to come to see me. At noon You two stay with meLet's have dinner together, okay? "
The woman is very sick.
Yuchi was not very willing to come see her.
Nan Baoyi would occasionally come to stay with her and ask her for advice on how to make clothes and tiger-head shoes for the baby. The winter sun was warm under the west window. When the woman was in good spirits, she felt that her profile looked a bit like Empress Shen.
The woman embellished her tiger-head shoes with small pearls, pulled up a strand of hair, and said warmly: "Miss Nan always looks at me, but because I look similar to the Queen?"
Nan Baoyi nodded: "Two points."
The woman threaded the little pearl into the wool: "Thanks to the blessing of these two images, I became the master's concubine. I heard that the wife entered the palace because she looked like the Queen. When she was young, she He passed away, and the master has not married in these years. Outsiders say it is because the master has an unforgettable love for his wife, but I know that my wife and I are just substitutes for the queen."
Nan Baoyi imitated her and picked out a small pearl from the gift box, but she couldn't thread it through.
She pinched the pearl and raised her red phoenix eyes curiously: "How did the Queen and Master Yuchi know each other?"
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The eaves of the old roofs are green and black, and there is a thin layer of snow in the deserted gardens.
Occasionally, birds fly by, trying to peck at the bunches of bright red guinea pigs in the snow.
Shen Jiang was sitting on the porch.
She has taken off her luxurious phoenix robe and crown, and her clothes are elegant and dignified, but her eyebrows are too bright, like peonies that can burn people's hearts.
She stared at the peach blossom tree not far away.
The peach tree is hundreds of years old, with thick and strong branches. In the winter, the branches are bare. A thin layer of snow falls on the branches. When the weight is heavy, the dark branches make a crisp sound and break in the snow. .
The white snowy scene blurred the vision.
??????? Vaguely, the spring flowers of that year appeared before her eyes.
She met Zhaonu who was good at playing the piano in the south of the Yangtze River, but she had a disagreement with him about her marriage. She ran alone on the street to provoke the man and wanted to make him jealous, but she forgot that this was not Chang'an.
She was unlucky enough to offend Yuchi Qinghuan, the eldest son of the Yuchi family.
Because she was so beautiful, she was attracted by the other party. She was taken away by him instead of provoking her and imprisoned in this remote garden. He even came to visit her every day.
Either in front of the window or under the peach blossom tree.
Those seventeen days and nights were the longest time she had ever spent in her life.
She remembered what it felt like to have her dress in messy shape, with its hem rolled up to her waist, and her bare back pressed against the trunk of a peach blossom tree. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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