Chapter 19 fan ying

Bu Nuan glanced at him quickly and then glanced at him again. His side face is very beautiful, with a deep outline and slender eyelashes. Maybe because of rationality, it is very indifferent when you don't smile, but the more it is, the more beautiful it is.

I don't know what he was thinking. He stared straight at the lake without saying a word. Under the grass roots, there were worms singing at the bottom of the willow tree. She didn't understand why her uncle sat by the lake in the middle of the night, or had something on her mind. She was a junior and it was not convenient to ask. Sitting with him alone was a filial piety.

Rong Yu finally adjusted his sight, quickly turned around her face, and then turned away. "What are you talking about in front of Zhixian?"

Bu Nuan couldn't prevent him from asking this. Their words were scattered. They said whatever they thought of. He had to talk about it seriously. She really didn't know how to answer for a moment. It's just that today she can't get down from talking about Qinglu, but she can't put this on her uncle's face, so she said vaguely, "We said it casually, probably rouge jewelry or something. What did my uncle ask?

Rong and his fingers curled up slightly. He had been paying attention to the conversation between her and Zhixian before. The forbearance on her face and the cautious panic in her tone made him sad. He was her brother-in-law, but he put his niece in such a compromise situation. He didn't do enough for her.

He said, "I told you for a long time that the matter of the Xia family is over. Don't involve him with you any more. What a widow? If I say you're not, you're not! Why is it difficult for a dead person to be yourself? The past has entered the festival hall. You will laugh when you are happy. If you are angry, you can smash things when you are angry. Don't be restrained in your uncle's house, and you don't have to look at anyone's face, remember?"

She looked at him in a stunned way. His tone seemed to be not deliberate, but it warmed her heart. She squeezed her lips and smiled, "Thank you, uncle, warmer remembers it."

He nodded, "I know that leisure is plain and vertical, which is good and bad for a while. If she has any shortcomings, look at my face and don't worry about it.

Bu Nuan guessed that he was probably aware of it. He sat not far at the dinner party and inevitably heard something.

She became more and more embarrassed. The green house is a good account for them to worship, which is related to whether their marriage is happy or not. The girl Yulu was brainless and encouraged the widow to embroider hundreds of children, as if she were cursing them.

She twisted her fingers uneasily and lowered her head and said, "How can uncle's words be worthy of this! Sister Zhixian must have done a bad job. I want to ask my uncle and sister Zhixian to forgive me.

He was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that the comforting words made her misunderstand. In her opinion, he and Zhixian were the closest, and he was just an outsider in the Shen family. He was eager to explain, and it seemed unnecessary to think about it. His marriage has reached this level. According to common sense, it is more important to know leisure. What should be explained? What can I explain?

"Don't say that." His throat swallowed dryly, and his voice was still calm. "Sometimes I'm busy and can't miss you. If you have something to do, send housekeeper Qu to the camp to find me. I'll come back when I'm free."

She hummed, and her hair fell to the corners of her mouth. She raised her hand to brush it. Her white fingertips were dyed with kodan, which was extremely enchanting in the dim yellow light. When it is plain, it is as light as water, and when it is heavy makeup, it is charming that goes straight into people's hearts.

He hurriedly got up and stopped looking at her and said, "It's getting late. Go back and rest!" He took off the lantern and handed it to her, "You go first. I'll look at you."

Bu Nuan took the pole and leaned to Nafu, and then followed the cobblestone corridor to the Yanbo Tower. Rong and his back looked at him, and his face gradually showed peaceful warmth. When she went straight to the high platform, the star gradually faded away. The servants in the Yanbo Tower came out to welcome her into the door, and then withdrew their sight and stepped on the bridge deck of Miji Bridge.

Xiu and Xiang Nong are busy preparing for the bath. There is no stove in the smoke wave building, and the hot water is brought from the big kitchen at the other end of the garden. There was a special rough maid in Shen's house. No matter how deep the night was, she waited outside the master's house. Seeing that the masters were ready to go to bed, she came with a wooden bucket with a lid with a pole.

Next door, I exchanged water for clothes, and the wooden spoon made a dull collision sound. Bu Nuan entered the bedroom and went to push the window to look. There was light in the bamboo branch hall, and the long figure was projected on the silk screen. He was sitting in front of the desk, and the shadow was motionless.

Shenon came in with a scarf and saw her standing in front of the window and whispered, "Miss, it's almost four times. Let's clean up and settle it up!" Turning back to open the market, I couldn't sleep because of the noise.

Bu Nuan rubbed his temples, "I have a headache. Is there a letter from Luoyang?"

Xiang went over and closed the window and said with a smile, "Is it really confusing? It took a long time to send the letter to the door. Luoyang hasn't arrived yet. How can he reply so quickly!" He also said, "Xiu was afraid that the letter would be unreliable, so he went to ask the housekeeper Qu. Housekeeper Qu said that the letter was in his hand and had to wait for the familiar messenger. Later, General Lan came to the house and happened to encounter this incident, so he sent the next guard to the messenger in the army. As a military letter to Luoyang, it is always foolproof.

The cloth warmed the straight door and took off his clothes to take a bath. He leaned against the wall of the barrel and muttered, "General Lan has a heart. I'd better thank him next time."

"It should be." The wet nurse put a pancreas on her shoulder and said, "Today, she sent so much food and handed us a letter. Such a careful general is very rare. You are indeed blessed. When you go out to meet a nobleman, the Lan family's father-in-law is more considerate than the sixth son.

Bu Nuan knew what Xiu was going to say next and said, "At the dinner, the old lady also mentioned the Dragon Boat Festival gift. Tomorrow, it's time for us to start to make a long life and embroider a few sachets for others."

He smiled and said, "Don't miss General Lan's members. Courtesy is an old rule. We should repay our calligraphy family's kindness."

The horizontal and vertical show is thinking about Lan Sheng, which is unchangeable.

The next morning, Xiu came back with a basket and uncovered the printed cloth. There were several oil paper bags under them, one package of blue, white, red, black and yellow five-color silk threads, one wrapped with soft silk, as well as fan pendants, strips and all kinds of fragrant powder, which are all necessary for the Dragon Boat Festival.

The people in the smoke wave building closed their doors and began to build cars behind closed doors, sewing out a pile of horns, garlic, five poisons and tiger-shaped sachets. After the cloth is warmly woven, the gold and silver threads are woven, and the horizontal needle and vertical threads are fine. After weaving, he took it in his hand and waved under the sun, burning with a colorful halo.

The jade furnace sighed, "It's still our young lady's skillful. There's nothing to say about it."

Shannon glanced at it, "How to make a single one?" Who is it for?"

She slowly rolled up the tape. Fanzhen is a man's accessory. There is only one man in this family. Who else can she give it to besides him?

She sucked her lips and said calmly, "Of course it's for my uncle. My father's mother will prepare it."

Xiu was busy pouring Xionghuang into the Jianren and lowered his eyes and said, "Master, there is no need to say. Let's talk about the sixth son. Miss Zhixian is his wife who has never passed the door. Can you not prepare this for him during the festival? You also gave her a gift and bumped into each other. Who is better for the sixth son to wear? Depending on me, it's better to send it to General Lan. I have inquired that General Lan is 24 years old this year. He said that the matchmaker has stepped down the threshold, but he is not married. You give him the ribbon, firstly to thank him, secondly to show his goodwill. This should be on the solar term. It's a very elegant thing. It's not that you will never lose face.

Bu Nuan held the silk, and there was a thin layer of sweat in his hand. Xiu is right. My uncle has the leisure to take care of it. Isn't it too much for her to join in the fun?

Slowly tied up the difficulties with silk thread, put them in the Luo, and then went to help the jade furnace sew the tiger with cloth. He replied casually, "It's up to you. I'm just afraid that my uncles are busy before the festival. Lan Sheng probably won't have time to come to the house these days."

"It's not difficult. Tingzhou, who is beside the Sixth Prince, often runs at both ends of the barracks. When he meets him, ask him to help hand it to General Lan." As Xiu said, he muttered to himself, "It's really good to talk about the origin of General Lan! The mother is the princess, and the father is the current dynasty, the real imperial relative, the official eunuch! If Miss can marry into such a family, Amitabha, she will burn high incense for three lifetimes!"

Bu Nuan was impatient to listen to this and said, "Since the family is so high, our small family can't get up with it. It's hard to bring me to him, which makes people look down on him.

Xiuzhi shook his head, "You child is also very stubborn. To be honest, when we get to this point, we always have to make a plan. No matter how good the sixth son is, there is no reason to live in his uncle's house for a lifetime. Only when a woman marries her husband's house will the dust settle down and the duckweed has roots.

Bu Nuan was about to lose his temper, and Xiangnon over there pointed to the outside and said, "I saw Tingzhou. Let's give Fan Ying to him!"

Bu Nuan focused on embroidering the tiger's beard, and it was dismissed.

Xiangnon drove out with a handkerchief. Coincidentally, Tingzhou came out of the bamboo branch hall with a box in his arms. Xiangn intercepted him by the lake and smiled, "Examine me, please turn this to General Blue. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming. Our lady's little meaning, General Lan, please don't laugh.

Tingzhou took it and put it in his chest and asked with a smile, "What is it? Does it matter?"

Xiang said, "It's just small things for the festival. It's not important. It's just something to play. Remember to give it to General Lan, don't forget.

Tingzhou grinned and thought as he walked back to the camp. Lan Xianggong liked the lady's face, and now the young lady gave him a gift. What does this mean? Is it that good things are coming soon? He wears needles and threads to be a matchmaker, and he can still get a big profit in the future!

The more you think about it, the happier you are. After passing through the camp outside the camp, there is a strict government office in front of you. At present, in a peaceful and prosperous era, there is no need to camp outside the city as before, but the north doorman is different. The weapons shelves in front of the gate are arranged left and right, and the upper axes, hooks and forks are cold and cold. There are also soldiers in leather armor, standing on their armpits like nails, hunting and hunting with fierce beast flags above their heads, with a towering and murderous atmosphere.