163 Why did you lie in Chu Chen's arms
Nianhua didn't expect the young lady who vomited blood yesterday. Today, he began to laugh at them. After a little stunned, he asked himself with a bitter face, "Is the maidservant really... fat?"
Unexpectedly, Nanshi really came to her and looked at her, and finally affirmed, "You are a little fat."
Then in Nanxiao's laughter, Mu Xilan also picked up the smile at the corners of his mouth and walked into the room. The interior was still as clean and tidy as ever, and it was a little warmer than the palace.
"Miss, I asked the kitchen to make you a bowl of shredded chicken rice porridge, which is delicious." Nan Shi carefully came with hot porridge. Seeing that Mu Xilan was not as sad as Nianhua said, she asked, "Madam just sent Xiaoque here and said that she would let the embroidered girl of the colorful embroidery pavilion come in the afternoon. Do you think it's okay?"
"Okay, I haven't seen the embroidered girl for a long time. Just in time to talk to her." Mu Xiruan put a spoonful of hot porridge and blew it in her mouth before putting it in her mouth. The taste of shredded chicken was smooth and tender, but "Nanshi, don't you remember that I don't like chicken?"
"Ah?" Nanshi suddenly covered her mouth and then smiled, "Miss, then I'll let the kitchen make another bowl." With that, I'm about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Mu Xian pressed her hand instead, and the smile at the corners of her mouth gradually deepened, "Forget it. I just don't like it, and it's not that I can't eat it. Your lady is not so pretentious."
After lunch, the heavy snow outside is still falling.
When Nan Shi saw Mu Xian shrinking into the quilt, she asked, "Miss, I'll add another stove."
"No, it's not warm to add more." Mu Xilan's voice was a little melanic.
When Nianhua came in with the embroidered moon girl, he happened to hear them talking, and the embroidered moon still looked calm.
"Miss, Miss Xiuyue is here." Nan Shi walked over and helped Mu Xian get out of bed.
Xiuyue recalled what Qin Yu said this morning, and then inadvertently frowned and subconsciously asked, "But I'm not feeling well. If it doesn't work today, I'll come back tomorrow."
Mu Xian pulled back his hand, shook his head and smiled, "It's just that I ate too much at noon." She sat down in blasphemy and raised her arms. "The girl's wedding clothes are all embroidered by herself, but I didn't expect me to be lazy."
"This sentence is wrong. The embroiderers of the ladies are all good, and they are not made by the embroiderers in the house. Xiuyue measured it and found that Mu Xilan's body was much thinner than last year, but she just remembered it and continued to comfort her, "Don't worry, I will help you make a wedding dress in person to make sure it looks better than anyone else."
The embroidery workers of the colorful embroidery pavilion are naturally the most exquisite in the capital, but Mu Xiran is not in the mood to feel the happiness of wearing wedding clothes now.
"Ye." After the discretion, Mu Xi'an got back into the quilt and saw the expression of Miss Xiuyue. She tilted her head, "I can't help it. I'm more afraid of the cold."
Xiuyue just moved slowly to Mu Xiren's not pale face, but felt a little strange. Her face was obviously very good, but she acted like a patient.
After walking out of the room, Xiuyue couldn't help asking Nanxiao, "What's wrong with your lady?"
Nan Xiao pulled the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, Miss has been afraid of the cold. I also stayed in the room last winter.
The embroidered moon nodded, walked out of the Luohua Pavilion and turned his head and said, "There is no need to send it. Go back quickly."
After watching the figure of Miss Xiuyue leave, Nanxiao returned to the room.
The heavy snow finally stopped that evening, and the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of snow, but I don't know when it will melt. Mu Xian, who was in the room, closed her skirt, walked to the window and opened the window. She opened her eyes firmly and calmly accepted the cold wind, but did not hear her clothes behind her put the stove on the table and knocked it on the soft couch.
The spark quickly swallowed the soft couch into the firelight, but Mu Xiran's empty mind never felt the temperature behind her, until the flames flared on her skirt and on the curtain...
"Miss! Miss!" Nianhua, who had just entered the courtyard, saw the fire from the window, and her young lady was unaware of it. She rushed over and tried to wake up Mu Xiran.
Mu Xiyan came to her senses at this time and felt the hot temperature, but she just frowned, turned around with difficulty, and walked into the firelight in Nianhua's sight.
"Faun, go in and save my young lady." Nianhua immediately turned his head to Chu Chen, who ran in, for help.
On the eighth day of October, the weather was particularly sunny, and the clouds dotted the sky, which made it less monotonous. It's just that a thick layer of snow on the ground still adds a little chill.
Prince Jing'an married the second lady of the Mu family, but this happy event was different from other families, because the bride was not married from Mu's mansion, but by Yi's mansion in the four major capitals, and the dowry prepared for her in a hurry made many girls envy.
It is not an exaggeration to describe it with ten miles of red makeup.
A big red embroidered peony wrapped Mu Xilan's slender posture. Yi Xiao carried all the way out of Yifu and went to the side of the sedan chair. Mu Xilan carefully sat in the sedan chair with this skirt and turned up his palm, which was full of thin sweat.
"Ring up the sedan chair!" After a clear shout, there was the crackling sound of firecrackers and deafening gongs and drums.
The sedan chair was raised steadily, and Mu Xilan pulled down the cover. Through the swinging curtain, she could faintly see the straight back of the front of the team. Since the quarrel between the two in the palace that day, she had never seen it again. She was vaguely worried.
The scene of marrying the princess must not be too ordinary, and the Jing'an Palace also took a lot of thought. The long marriage team slowly passed through the old street, then crossed the main street and arrived at the Jing'an Palace.
Mu Xiran seemed to have been wandering out until the curtain of the car was lifted and a broad palm was placed in front of her. She suddenly came to her senses and subconsciously put her hand into the palm of the hand, and the warmth came instantly. She followed the strength of Qin Yu's hand and came out with a skirt.
Like in her previous life, the groom felt her nervousness, but did not reassure her.
For good, she covered her head, and no one saw her with a thick and bitter expression. Then his warm palm pulled away, and the cold red silk was stuffed into her hand. She held it tightly and her footsteps were stiff, and she followed Qin Yu to slowly enter the main door of the palace.
Byetang, they are not the first time, so they are proficient and smooth.
"Groom, send the bride to the bridal chamber first." Xi Niang reminded with a smile.
From under the cover, Mu Xilan could see Qin Yu turn around and walk away, but she didn't know where she was going. She could only stand still and be at a loss for a moment, and even aggrieved anger rushed out of her heart.
So, Mu Xiran bit his lip, pulled off the cover in front of everyone, and saw the consterrenness of the people around him.
"Miss!" Nianhua screamed secretly to cover her again.
Mu Xiran pressed her palm, glanced at Qin Yu's tight side face, and said with a smile, "The prince walked in such a hurry that my concubine didn't know the way. Naturally, you have to lift the cover and have a look. Otherwise, if you go the wrong way, it will be a joke. Then he turned around calmly and walked towards Qin Yu.
Obviously, she still has some hope for him. She doesn't want to think too much, but she is still embarrassed.
On the way to the new house, Nianhua pulled Mu Xilan's sleeve, "Miss, I'm distressed. If the young lady is wronged, then don't make the same mistake. I will take you away.
Mu Xiran was about to turn around and talk when he felt that the man in front of him suddenly stopped, suddenly came over and grabbed her hand and strode forward, and even walked faster and faster. Mu Xiran finally half-walked to catch up with his pace.
When he arrived at the new house, Qin Yu's hidden anger spread instantly, "Get out of here!"
The maids in the room nod and retreated.
"Qin Bai, close the door. No one is allowed to come in." Qin Yu couldn't see any emotion in his deep eyes, but Mu Xiran felt that it was the coming storm. Then he squeezed his lips tightly, walked into the inner room and threw her into **.
Mu Xilan hit the edge of the bed because her feet were unstable, but before she could react, Qin Yu pinched her chin and forced her to raise her face. Mu Xilan frowned inadvertently because of pain. In Qin Yu's eyes, she thought she was hating herself.
"Mu Xi'an! Look at me." Qin Yu clasped her thin shoulder with the other hand.
Mu Xilan waved away his hand holding his chin, "Qin Yu, that's enough! It was my fault that day. Don't be angry, okay? I don't have the strength to argue with you. Let's stop it. She is really tired these days.
"Then tell me what happened to the fire the night before yesterday?" Qin Yu grabbed her wrist again.
The fire, Mu XiRAN didn't want to recall the fire that night. However, the picture in the memory reappeared involuntarily. She took a deep breath and gently said, "I just accidentally overturned the heater, which led to the water. This is an accident. What do you want me to say?
"Accident? I don't think it's an accident at all. In the past, you repeatedly laughed at your life. Now you say it's an accident, but I don't believe it at all. It's clear that you don't want to marry me, so you want to set yourself on fire!" Qin Yu's eyes missed her every expression, but found that she was very calm.
Unexpectedly, a trace of self-deprecation suddenly appeared on Mu Xilan's calm face. He opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yu, "Don't you believe me? I will choose to burn myself... Qin Yu, why do you think it's so ridiculous? Even if I live in pain, I will not choose to commit suicide.
She moved her eyes and saw the red, and she softened her tone, "Will you let me go and let me rest?"
Unexpectedly, the strength of Qin Yu's palm was not loose, but a little tighter. "Then tell me why you are lying in Chu Chen's arms. I don't believe that there will be so many accidents."