Chapter 82 Sinking

She stumbled back to the smoke wave building. The wet nurse was painting shoes under the lamp. She saw her coming in through the door, and her face was white, as if she had been killed by someone.

Xiu was so horrized that all three souls and seven souls left their positions, and she put down the scissors in her hand and hurried forward to welcome them. Before she got close, she collapsed. Xiu lost his voice and shouted in panic, "It's amazing! What's wrong with this? My ancestors, don't scare me!"

Half hugged and half went to the bed, and Bu warmly closed his eyes and said, "Don't shout, don't let anyone hear you." Turning his head, half of his face was against the cold porcelain pillow, full of chill.

Xiuyou was worried and asked, "What the hell is going on? Xiangnon came back and said that the sixth prince took you out to talk. What did he say? Don't just be stunned! But he can't think of a way there?"

Bu Nuan tried her best to keep tears from flowing out, and just turned over and said, "I didn't say anything. Don't ask."

Xiu became more and more surprised, "Are you still lying to me? It must be that He Lanmin's bad thing has been done, and the sixth prince can't get involved, right?

She sighed. At this time, she didn't want to think about anything. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her soul was humble and shabby. She was like a fire, and he was indifferent to him. What else can I say? It's nothing more than self-indued affection and becomes self-interesting.

Xiu was suffering like a cat. She didn't know what their nephew was talking about and vaguely felt that the situation was not good. This is particularly complicated. It's not just the selection of Lantai, but also the bad thing is that Bu Nuan still has different thoughts about the sixth son. She has been through it, and her heart is like a mirror. But any man and woman who are moved by love, as long as they observe carefully, as big as a move or a small look, can be seen.

But the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, and the more she felt uncertain. She thought that Bu Nuan was the child's home and a girl in her boudoir. With such young talents around her, it was inevitable that she would have admiration. Girl, Huaichun is indispensable. Just like the seasoning in life, those girls who grew up hungry and crookedly in the countryside, when they met the theater troupe in the city, they also talked to the backstage and the more well-looking male actors for an excuse! The warm honey urn is soaked in the big one. The girl's family doesn't point to get fame. She reads a lot of idle books, and recites poems. Which one is not the evil of the wind and snow? She is young and doesn't have to care about it for a moment. When she figures out, everything will naturally be fine... But Xiu finds that things have been a little biased recently, and it doesn't seem to be what she originally expected. Bu Nuan is ridiculous, and it can be corrected slowly in the future. Six princes also followed the nonsense, so it would be difficult to deal with this matter!

Just like this time, if you have something to say, you can't say it openly and pull it to the place behind your back. I don't know if the old lady and Miss Ye noticed it, but she felt inappropriate. They are all old adults, and it is suspicious to hide like this. At present, I came back and suffered a heavy hit again. Where on earth did the conversation collapse? She estimated that it was not as simple as Lantai alone, and 90% was mixed with something else.

Xiu can't help thinking about it. He calculates it and feels more and more terrible. She has to ask clearly that gangrene will not be removed, and in the end, it will cause a large area of harm and make people crippled!

No care how sad she is at the present, she shook her, "Miss, don't hold back your sadness. There are no outsiders here, and there is nothing to hide from your wet nurse! Do you want me to worry to death like this? What's wrong with you? Can you tell me what you think? If the sixth son can't solve the urgent need of Lantai, let's go to Princess Yangcheng. Since she likes you, she will always have the means to mediate in the palace. Even if she asks the saint to be affectionate, she can keep you.

The cloth is warm and silent, and the back of the shoulder is arched into a half arc, sometimes gently trembling, pitiful and pathetic.

The show is helpless, "Don't you want to tell me?" Then I'll invite the old lady. Your grandchildren are my own, better than my outsider. You complain to her. The old lady has always loved you, and I think she will be thorough for you.

She really wanted to go out, but Bu Nuan quickly got up and pulled her. The light reflected a bleak face, and the eyelids were a little swollen. She was extremely distressed and reached out to stroke her cheek. "Look, okay, what are you doing like this!" You are useless. It's not a matter that you always have such a pimple. My good boy, Qing Xiao will kiss me. Now that I'm old and have something on my mind, no matter how much I have suffered, it's not like what I said, leaving me alone and standing on the shore.

The cloth was so sad that bursts of air blocked up. He opened his arm to hold her neck and twitched, "You know my heart best. Why do you let me say it!" I was ashes this time, and I even had a dead heart! Fanny, how many karma do you have to pay back in a person's life? After encountering so many things, I don't know what will happen in the future! My liver hurts so much that I can't live any longer!" Finally, he simply howled, as if to vent all his grievances.

The wet nurse is a transparent person, and what she said is enough to guess.

This time I was very sad! Her life was originally smooth, and since Xia Jiajiulang's death, she really began to suffer unprecedented hardships. Although the days are still the same, the prosperity of Beijing is far better than that of the capital, and the rich and noble appearance of the general's mansion is much more prominent than that of the cloth mansion, these are only materially full. Hundreds of thousands of silver money can't match the ease of mind. Her grievances were full of warehouses, and the pearly life of that point was nothing.

Although she suffered a lot, it was not a good thing. The sixth son is still good. He is a hero and smart. He has seen the world and can also stabilize his mind. It is impossible for him not to be moved by Bu Nuan, which has been seen for a long time. An uncle and an elder, no matter how much he cares about the younger generation, he will not be so blind and obedient. Holding and spoiling, Bu Nuan had inappropriate words and deeds, and he didn't even blame him. At that time, she even doubted whether the general was harsh and exaggerated in it. Because he was obviously elegant and gentle until he pulled down his face to scold her. It's not because of anything else, I just feel strange and uneasy. Even he can't keep the boundary. I'm afraid something will really happen if it goes on like this for a long time.

Fortunately, she was worried about the weather, and the warmth became such a scene, indicating that the sixth son would never faint, and his self-control was much stronger than she thought.

God has eyes! She breathed a sigh of relief and comforted, "How old are you? If what you have endured can be called suffering, shouldn't I have died 800 times!" She brought Bu Nuan over and asked her to lean over and rest on her lap as if she were a child. "My son, the ups and downs in my life are fixed. Some people are bitter before sweet, and some people are sweet before bitter. They ask you to choose, do you choose the former or the latter? When you were a child, your mother asked the blind man to criticize your life. There is no need to talk about the glory of your life. Let's talk about this way. There are difficulties, nature and joy. The scenery is full of flowers and cooking oil. You must be matched with a good husband. Now that I'm still young, I can't be in a hurry. Naturally, fate can't stop it. Put your heart in your stomach. Your good match is not that person. At present, good flowers and rice are in vain. When a serious marriage comes, you will inevitably die without a disease. You have to make room for the master. Instead of feeling pain at this time, it's better to save some strength. Why can't you live with yourself?"

Bu Nuan thought this very well. Anyway, she and Rong Yu were like nailed weights, and the weights were very clear. Is there any other power to reverse the fate? He is her uncle and mother's brother. She should have seen through it a long time ago. Her admiration for him is indiscore, and there is no chance in this life.

She hummed, "I don't want to talk about that now. Just as I told my uncle about the draft, he refused to agree. I said harsh words with him, and I can't stop it. If a vicious person like He Lan doesn't follow his words, in case he breaks his face, it won't be good. I have carefully considered that if I enter Lantai, I will be restrained by him. The female official wants to check his birth and household registration. If he does this, he will naturally become a grasshopper on a rope. He will never talk about Luoyang anymore. In this way, my father and uncle will be right.

She had a good idea, and Xiu felt sorry for her. "You think about them. What should you do? Falling into the wolf's den and tiger's den, there is no residue left in the end. I'm going to cry when I'm chop.

Bu Nuanqiang made a smiling face and said, "It's not so bluffing. Lantai is a place for Hongwen Museum, and the entrance and exit are scribes who are full of poems and books. How can you say that I want to sell my body to be a fan! If we can keep them, we will be safe. Otherwise, if the skin does not exist, how can the hair be attached?

Xiu was so sad that he only nodded lonelyly, "I know what you mean, I just can't bear to part with you. You grew up around me and cherished me like an eyeball. How can you rest assured that I really want to spread it out? She looked up and sighed, "In this magnificent imperial capital, people's hearts are so dangerous! In ancient times, women have been difficult. They are ugly and worried about marriage, beautiful, and they have to prevent people from coveting. Like Jin Han, it's better. If you don't go out of the door, you can't do those things.

She was so worried that Bu Nuan didn't have the heart to comfort her. She sat up and went down to sit down a few times in front of her. Several are covered with blue carved flower trays, with a set of tea sets on it, and light pink butterflies are painted on the white porcelain. She stared at it for a while, turned her face away, and looked through the high embroidered bandages in her ear - the peacock picture had not moved for several days, and it was still a gloomy canopy. In the future, there will probably be no chance to embroider again. She hooked the corners of her mouth and showed off this everywhere in vain. She gave up halfway and really couldn't stand her. This is also good, inexplicably easy, and there is no need to use her pain to verify her suffering.

She turned around and said, "Let's send someone to pack up all the needles and threads and put the dust that hasn't been there for a long time. Go and have a rest. I don't have to serve you here.

Xiu hesitated and said, "You don't need to eat at night. I'll prepare some for you."

She shook her head, "I'm not hungry, you go!" Xiu had to quit.

There is a high-handled candlestick on the top of the window screw cabinet, and a red candle is lit. A wick burned black and gradually curled up, leaning to one side of the candle torch, burning a gap. The wax oil dripped down like tears. Take the copper hook and poke it, and habitually look out of the window. The lamp was in front of the window sill of the bamboo branch hall, and a silhouette was reflected on the yarn drawer. The outline was clear, which was her very familiar appearance. She stood for a while and took a deep look. She felt far away and gradually confused.

She reached out to remove the pole and closed the window page.

Is love over? She doesn't like this kind of end.