Chapter 13 Deep

Rong and standing in front of the car feel quite tricky.

She was so drunk that she didn't want to wake up. Several people were helpless around her shoulders. At the door of Yanbo Tower, she did not let her sleep. Xiu had no choice but to shake her. She turned over and slept more and more.

"The sixth son, look..." Xiu's sad face, "How good is this! It's like I don't know anything!"

Rong and Wei meditated with their teeth. The girl grew up, and it didn't matter if she held her back when she was a child. Nowadays, there is a difference between men and women, and even the elders should avoid it. But if he doesn't care, he will know the reason, and the old lady will be strict. She is afraid that she won't say anything and feel awkward in her heart.

He sighed depressingly. He caused this matter, and it was naturally his responsibility to deal with the aftermath. He went to lift the curtain, and her cheeks turned red and she looked like a cat. He squatted in and leaned in. The space in the car was small, and the fragrance of Hesu lingered on the tip of his nose. He smelled the smell and lost his mind for a moment.

She swung his mouth twice, and he laughed. Looking closer at her, there is still a shadow of childhood between her eyebrows, but her cheeks are no longer fat, lacking the current fashionable beads and jade, but there is another kind of exquisite and pleasant.

He carefully put his hand under her neck and held it up, which was effortlessly light.

She leaned softly against his arms, beautiful and bright as the moon. He was afraid of waking her up and looked at her face, but his chest slammed for no reason. He was stunned and hurriedly turned his face. His brain seemed to have been crushed, and he couldn't recover for a moment.

What's wrong? He frowned and secretly, what's wrong with his niece? She really went back more and more!

He gritted his teeth to bend her legs before he wanted to pick her up. He said in a soft voice in his ear, "Auncle, Nuan'er, go by yourself."

He was stunned and turned his face to look at her. Her hand was on his shoulder, her face slightly sideways, and her blush spread from her cheeks to her chest. His eyes flashed and glanced at him, and he quickly turned away again.

Bu Nuan was almost nervous and half lay in her uncle's arms as soon as she opened her eyes. What could surprise her more than this? She is the daughter of a good family, and her father repeatedly taught her when she went out. Now there is no morality after drinking. It is a taboo for my uncle to kiss a man again. It is a big taboo to be so close to a man.

She was at a loss and forced a smile, "It's really rude. I didn't expect to sleep so soundly, which made my uncle worry."

Rong and the battlefield have the ability to look after a set of four or two sets of money. In the blink of an eye, he still looked light. He withdrew his hand, stepped back and straightened his waist, with a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly, "Thanks to you waking up in time, it saved my strength. Hurry up and get off the car! If you have a headache after blowing on the wind for a long time, it's better to go back to the room and rest.

Bu Nuan hurriedly got out of it and looked up. There were so many people! In addition to his own personal service, there are also four close waiters.

She coughed awkwardly and said, "Exuncle, forgive me, and Nuan'er left."

Rong Yu nodded and watched her pretend to be calm and go to the Yanbo Building. She held her head high and straightened her spine, but her shoulders were slightly lowered.

He sent the attendant to carry the car back to the door and walked along the steps towards the drunken lake, gruing with what had just happened. What's wrong? Is it that you have been too busy recently? He rubbed his temples. It seems that it's time to have a good rest. How long has he not slept? Ten days? Or half a month? It is probably because of overwork that such an inexplicable illusion is born.

Bu Nuan in the smoke wave building is also annoyed. Her young lady has a temper and is paralyzed on Hu**, rolling and complaining, "Why don't you wake me up?" That's good. I've lost my face. I can't live!"

The jade stove muttered on the side, "Why didn't I call you? You fell asleep and blamed others!"

Xiu and Xiangong sat around and pressed her, comfortingly, "Nothing, your own uncle still laughed at you? Such a little thing is going to die, won't you die if it spreads out! The sixth son didn't mean to annoy you. Please relax!"

Bu Nuan's nose is sore. She can't imagine how much life is worse than death when contempt floats in those deep eyes! She cares about other people's opinions, especially her uncle. She wanted to make a good impression on her uncle, but as soon as they met, she was so ashamed that she was ashamed.

How to remedy it? She stepped up and stepped down from the bed. "I'm going to plead guilty to my uncle and ask him to punish me."

The jade stove hugged her and said, "Be safe! The sixth son went back to Zhuzhi Hall. Do you still want to break into the Huxin Pavilion to annoy him?

The cloth was warm like a frosted eggplant for a moment. It moved to the mat and sighed. The nails unconsciously scratched a few sides, and the sharp and harsh sound stirred people's teeth.

The jade furnace covered its ears and said, "If you want to apologize, you'd better wait for the sixth son to go ashore. There will be a reunion dinner tonight. Are you afraid you won't meet him?" As he spoke, he turned around and crossed his waist and said, "You should indeed plead guilty to the sixth son, and slander the elders should punish you behind closed doors!"

Bu Nuan's face was blank, "When did I slander my uncle?"

The jade stove grinds its teeth and smiles ferociously, "No? Inverted triangular-eyed marijuana, with a big appetite and a loud voice, is that what you said? I didn't dare to look at him at the door. If I had known it, I shouldn't have believed you!"

Bu Nuan choked, and the flower beauty was slandered. She felt guilty, ashamed, and her conscience was uneasy. She shrank shorter, "It's meaningless if you don't hit yourself. Forget it. God knows that you and I know!"

Xiang and Xiu looked at each other and smiled, "Let's get rid of the jade stove. If you don't look at it, you won't lose a piece of meat. Chang'an Duojunjie, the sixth son and General Lan are all dragons and phoenixes. The generals are still like this. I don't know what civilian officials are like!"

The jade furnace smiled and said, "Are you really a Luoyang flower market in the imperial court? Such appearance is unparallel, and those poor measures with a waffle board may not be comparable!"

Xiu looked at the jade furnace and shook his head, turned his face and smiled at Bu Nuan and said, "Be careful. This girl has a nymphomaniac disease. Don't send her to follow the six princes. Don't do anything to make everyone sweep your face."

Several people laughed, because it was afternoon and when they were going to be sleepy, they shook their fans to find their own sleeping places.

The mat has just been wiped, and it is cold and faintly mixed with the smell of cloves. Xiu is always like this, spending the most thought on the most delicate places. She will soak the tower in water, filter out the residue with yarn, soak it with a towel for half an hour, and then wipe it repeatedly so that the aroma can last longer.

She slowlyped barefoot, and half of the west window opened, with a faint wind swing. Such a festival has given birth to summer, and the incense in the room has blown away, and it is still short of breath and chest tightness. Simply set up all the threshold windows and look at the narrow sky above the head through the gap between the two windows--

The dome is deep and the clouds are shallow. She is sure to look at the blue, as if her mind is going to be absorbed.

The window sill is very low, almost waist-length. She turned over and looked up, and a lot of things gradually appeared in her mind. Grandpa and mother, the white jin at the root of the south wall of her home, half of the landscape map, and then her uncle's seemingly indifferent but dark and turbulent eyes...

She turned around and looked at the drunken lake. The bamboo branch hall was still hidden in the blue waves, quiet and far away, like the other side of the world.

He returned to Hu**, pulled out the hairpin on his head and threw it away casually, holding the pancakes turned around with the jade pillow, and was sleepless. **There is a thin mattress. She slept well before, but now she feels that the hard bed makes her have a headache. He simply turned over and sat up, and couldn't sleep. It's better to take a look at Lan Sheng's red medicine garden.

I changed a hidden flower skirt, put on half of the lotus silk arm at will, squeezed my head in front of the bronze mirror, picked up two flat-headed small flower shoes and went out to the lake.

The willows by the drunken lake are green, and the branches swing slightly in the lake wind, layer by layer like a flower cover. Under the tree is a good place to cool down. When you get closer, there are clusters of blooming red medicine next to the guys used to serve flowers and plants, shovels and wooden barrels.

Bu Nuan smiled gently, and Lan Sheng spent a lot of thought on this red medicine. Every flower, every stem is green, and it grows happily! It's just strange that the beauty that took so much effort to decorate other people's gardens so that she couldn't figure it out.

However, it is secondary that she doesn't understand, and it doesn't affect her mood to enjoy playing. She came with a bucket of water and poured it on the roots with her hand. In the past, when I read a book, it was said that red medicine should not be flooded, and she did not dare to water them too much. She was afraid that if a handful of flowers would be killed, it would not be difficult to explain to General Yunhui.

This garden is wrapped in a bamboo fence, saying that it is not small. The green leaves hold the red flowers. When the flowers bloom thickly, the branches are so thick that they can hardly see the ground. The flower tree has been there for some years, and her torso is thicker than her wrist. Squat down and count it carefully. In fact, there are only a dozen trees in total. The top is lush, which makes people unable to grasp the situation below.

She was busy watering and loosening the soil, and she forgot that she had a lot of things to do before. The tip of his nose sweated, pulled out his handkerchief and inadvertently looked up, just as the Rongyu on the drunken lake was standing under the mast, looking at here.

She snipped a jump, worried that her rolled up her sleeves would make her uncle unhappy. She hurriedly turned her back and put it down and saluted her from the wide lake.

Uncle is everywhere! She muttered dejectedly, "Is it that God is going to kill me!"

He twisted his fingers uneasily, and his toes fell down, and quickly frustrated a small pit. Bu Nuan looked timidly, and the people on the waterside waved her to go over, and her nose and eyes suddenly rubbed together. Do you want to go there to be scolded? About the new accounts and old accounts should be calculated together, and it is necessary to talk about "being leisurely and quiet, keeping neatly, being ashamed of yourself, and having a way to move".

She moved slowly to the Miji Bridge. In the past, she was scolded by her father and maintained by her mother in Luoyang. Now she lives here, and there is no other way to live here.