Chapter 3

Bu Nuan is not interested in that pile of pearls, but likes to watch craftsmen punch pearls. A thin steel drill should penetrate a huge pearl. He tilted his neck and gritted his teeth, carefully grinding and pushing forward, which seemed to have taken a lot of effort.

She took off her cap, and her maidservant didn't eat tea. She just leaned over and thought about it. Seeing that the craftsman had a clip made of bamboo with his legs, his hands were busy pulling the leather rope on the hinge, and he had to take time to water the turned hole, so he asked on the side, "What do you want to pour water?"

The craftsman looked up and said, "If you go back to your wife, the pearl is hard and astringent inside, and it is easy to break if you don't moisten it with water."

She said, and originally wanted to propose to help her fight, but Zhixian came to drag her to choose her, so she had to give up.

There are so many styles of jewelry that I'm dazzled after choosing them for a while. Look at this or that. I can't make up my mind. Finally, listening to Zhixian, one person wore a step shake, only the style was different. Zhixian likes Duobao and is equipped with emerald agate. She was irrelevant and randomly ordered a Chaoyang Danfeng. The high phoenix head has a rice bead, which is not very luxurious, but very beautiful.

It was just a moment of choice, and the two of them sat down to eat fried tea. Zhixian's rouge box contains a few pickled roses, which were cured with honey last year. She loves sweets and takes them with her for fun. She handed it over and asked her to try it. She twisted a piece of it and it was so sweet. The flowers grow there and smell good, and it tastes different in the mouth. Because of her love, she thought about a clearly elegant thing. Why can't she taste the beauty? This flower was pitiful. When she met such a dull person, she chewed a few mouthfuls of grass and swallowed it without waiting to show its uniqueness.

Zhixian was surprised to see her eating so fast, and then handed it over and said, "Do you still want it?"

She waved her hand repeatedly, "No, aunt, keep it for herself!" It's also a good thing for me.

Zhixian smiled and slowly withdrew his hand. Her eyes turned around her face, and she thought it really looked like she had lost her memory, but she didn't know how much she had forgotten. While her mother was away and the two maids didn't know the details, they asked tentatively, "Why don't you wear that arm?"

She raised her head and looked confused, "What arm? I don't always wear arms."

Zhixian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I sent you the same one, remember?"

She is a plump beauty, with a snow-white crisp arm covered with gold and jade, which is like a skin and lotus root joint. Bu Nuan put down the tea cup and looked at her with a pair of jade arms in her heart. After admiring, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen the jewelry box. I don't know if there is this." He smiled and said, "My mother said that I was getting thinner and thinner, and I didn't look as good-looking as you. Aunt's arm. It's so beautiful!"

She is sweet-mouthed and can talk, and everyone in the house knows it. After all, it's a woman who can't be praised for being used. The change of mind is sad again, no matter how beautiful it is, it is useless. Rong Yu doesn't have her in his heart, and maybe he still loves Bu Nuan now. She didn't know what she was expecting. He had divorced, and she had to stay in the general's mansion shamelessly. I don't know how to despise others, but she just can't let go, as if he can change his mind after holding on for a moment.

It's all right now. Bu Nuan forgot all the previous things. With a tolerant and cautious temper, I will never flirt again. So does she still have a glimmer of life? She glanced at her and deliberately sighed, "It's unpopular. Even if it's beautiful, it's empty and beautiful. What's the use!"

She was curious, "What's wrong with aunt?" After saying that, she looked straight into the main hall and looked along her eyes - it was really a too perfect side face, with low eyebrows and black hair like ink. Even if you are listening, there is a kind of thought-provoking emotion. She seems to understand that Zhixian likes his little uncle! She said with a smile, "You and your uncle are cousins, and it's natural to get married!"

Zhixian glanced at her with resentment. Now, if she hadn't pulled her off the horse, how could she have fallen to this point! But now is not the time to be angry, at least let Bu Nuan know what she is thinking before asking her to promote it. Rong Yu saw that everything was hopeless, so he naturally let go.

She made up her mind and lowered her head and said, "I dare not have this idea. Your uncle's eyes are so high that I can't afford him." After a pause, he said, "But if you speak for me, I expect that there is still some chance of winning."

Bu Nuan was surprised, "Me? I don't know my uncle well. How can I say this rashly? Don't ask him to scold me. I really dare not."

Zhixian is sure that Bu Nuan has completely forgotten Rong. She sighed, "Don't say it immediately. You intentionally or unintentionally mention your marriage with Lan Sheng. My niece is about to get married. He is an uncle. Is it embarrassing after you!"

"But..." She said, "I didn't talk about marriage with Lan Sheng. How can we talk about it in front of my uncle!"

"What?" Zhixian couldn't help raising his voice and suddenly realized it. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Didn't your mother tell you about your marriage? After the big gift last year, I just waited to worship and enter the bridal chamber. Why didn't we talk about marriage? Don't you know that Lan Sheng is brave for you? How can you explain to the Lan family like this? His Lan family is a relative of the emperor, and he can't afford to be offended, otherwise your father's career will be hindered.

Bu Nuan was stunned. Her mother didn't tell her about this, thinking that she was unwilling to put pressure on her. It turns out that he has really reached that level with General Lan, and it seems that he has to care about it. You can't make yourself tired of your father's future in vain. Think about Lan Sheng, who has decent words and deeds and manners. Even if it is compared with the little uncle, it is not much worse. It may be true to gossip that he treats her well. This seems to be a problem. She can't remember what happened at all, and she has no idea of Lan Sheng. If you don't contact him again, won't you get another blind marriage?

She nodded, "Aunt's words are reasonable. I'll go back and ask my mother before making a deal." She looked outside again, "If you like him, he doesn't seem unreasonable. But he always seems to have something on his mind and doesn't see him smile..." When the words fell, he suddenly turned his face with a pair of clear eyes. There is reason and indifference in the eyes. When she swept over, she was so scared that she found that her evaluation of him seemed to be false - is he really a reasonable person? He is probably very smart and can see through the most detailed pain and understand the most superficial happiness. Such a person is inevitably frightening, and any inadvertent little action seems to be out of his eyes. She probably can't speak for Zhixian. She doesn't have the courage!

She turned sideways and clearly avoided his eyes. His heart fell down, and only he knew how hard it was to sit here. He is eager to get close to her. Even if he doesn't say anything, he can understand his lovesickness by looking at her up close. Helpless, there are people everywhere who areware of him. From the old lady to the close maidservant, which one is staring at his eyes and monitoring his every move! With a little negligence, she may disappear completely tomorrow, so that he will never be able to find out in his life. Therefore, he must be cautious so as not to hurt her mother's nerves and make her escape with warm cloth.

He withdrew his sight and breathed for a long time. It doesn't matter. After the official affairs of the port were completed, he was still stationed in Chang'an. He had a lot of time to spend on this matter. He has always known forbearance and plans to hand over the power in his hand little by little. Almost half a year will be enough to take her away to the gate and to the kingdom he built for her.

He couldn't get involved and was not interested in the topics he was talking about with his sister. Seeing that their mouths were free, they said, "I just saw the kitchen preparing a banquet at the barren pavilion. Where are you eating today?"

"It's cool there." The old lady smiled and said, "It was just built. Let it be popular today."

The barren pavilion is located on the south bank of the drunken lake and is specially repaired for the birthday banquet next month. It is not so much a pavilion as a hall. It's really big enough to match the main hall of the guests. However, brick walls are missing on all sides, and there is a gauze on the curtain. When the wind blows, it dances lightly. At night, it contrasts with the lanterns reflected by the water on the terrace, which is quite a fairyland.

After talking for a while and looking at the sunrise, the group got up and went to the new pavilion. Mrs. Bu was so careful that she almost held the cloth warm. Bu Nuan was obedient at first, but later lost his temper and muttered, "There is no outsider in my grandmother's house. Isn't my mother so tired? Am I afraid of losing it when I walk by myself? I'm not a child!"

Mrs. Bu had to give up when she heard the words. She thought that she had indeed gone too far. Everyone is the person on the scene. Although Liulang is a big hidden danger on the side, he is not as protective against his brother as a thief. The old lady's eyes are bright, protecting her son from heaven to earth. What has been put down has been held, and it will never be used in my heart.

Bu Nuan's hand broke free from her mother's palm and slowly fell back. While no one paid attention, the corner of the skirt turned around to the bamboo forest.

She walked leisurely and comfortably. The April wind came to her face with the fragrance of flowers, and she didn't care about asthma. Go out and go out and have a good time. Take two mouthfuls hard and don't feel anything wrong. She is still very confident about her own body. But her mother said that she was very ill and often asked her to stay in bed. She lay in the silk cotton mattress for a long time, almost forgot how to go, and became a soft-footed crab.

Now it can't be better. She walked briskly, and the soles of her little shoes fell on the bluestone board, making a crisp pedalling sound. Walking straight along the road, there is a faint tender grass at the intersection of the two stone slabs, which looks like a thin layer of fluff in the distance.

At the end of the slate road, there is a beautiful embroidered building, a high foundation, a stretched platform... She stopped and looked up and carefully identified the plaque on the lintel. Yanbo Tower... Where have you heard this name? And along the way, she seemed to follow some kind of legacy, and she remembered that she had been here. Unfortunately, no matter how much I think about it, I still can't see through the fog.

went up the steps and suddenly opened my eyes. Looking out, there is a pavilion in the heart of the lake not far away, and there are three or two independent water pavilions. She sighed that the general's mansion was really amazing. So many mysterious thoughts, luxurious and everywhere. What a great person my uncle should have created such a big family business at a young age!

"Why did you get here?" A voice behind him said, "But what do you think of?"

She was slightly surprised and looked back. There was a sweet smile on his face. It was her uncle. I just changed my clothes and put on the purple Lingluo, with a jade belt on my waist. It's not far from her, two or three feet away. Standing with his hands back, unlike the silence and forbearance just now, this time showed awe-ness that could not be underestimated.