033 good show finale

The distance is so close that people can see the fine light fluff on her upper lip. At this moment, the fluff is shaking cutely: "She is Qianhong in Mr. Du's room..."

"Haha," Bi Tong suddenly laughed and said, "I was so angry that Mr. Du was half to death. From Zhang Xian and Lin Li sent Xihong to her, she kept scolding, and personally slapping Xi Hong with the rattan until dawn. If it hadn't been for his wife, Xi Hong would have been killed..."

"What happened to Xihong?"

"What else can I do? I'm waiting to deal with it in the small dark room. But I guess she can't stay here anymore, or drive out, or find a boy to match..." Bitong's regret is still difficult to hide her excitement.

"Okay, since she and Ming'er are interested..."

"Where does the girl want to go?" Bitong opened her eyes with a fuss: "Mr. Du hates this kind of thing the most. How can she make them wish? This red is probably..."

She shook her head repeatedly: "Actually, it's just a private meeting. If it's checked, which room doesn't have this? But it fell into her hands alone, and it was only strange that there was such a father-in-law..."

"What about Ming'er, how to deal with it?"

Cheng Xueyan still cares about this blushing boy. Although she has only seen it once, her shyness has left a deep impression on her. In modern times, a boy of this age is happy with his parents and wants something, and he... thinks that he just takes the light as an interesting thing to show off with Xihong, but he makes this reckless disaster. Tracing back, it's still because of myself...

"I had a fight and sent it back to the eldest son. I heard that he is begging the eldest son to save Xihong..."

"What did my brother say?"

"The eldest son is also in a dilemma. The girl still remembers that we have always been at odds with the lady's side, and Du Yingzi is the lady's cousin. She is competitive and has been very awkward in the past. Now that something happened to Xi Hong and the eldest son Ming'er in her room, how can she give up? He must make a look to show us. If the eldest son begs her, I'm afraid it will be more difficult..."

"Isn't that brother also very embarrassed?"

I wanted to say something interesting to make the master happy, but I didn't want to make it dark. She was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed: "The girl doesn't know that in the two days when the girl was ill, our Yanran Pavilion was so lively that even the threshold was almost broken."

Seeing that the master did not pick up, she had to continue to say, "If the girls in Guanju Hall are not in charge of the Mies, they will come here to worship the girl as a gentleman. Qin Gulan came in person, but it was a pity that the girl fell asleep. But don't worry, I didn't give her a good look. I said that the girl was tired and didn't see any guests for the time being. She said she came to congratulate the girl. I said, what's the joy? Although our girl is the serious master of Chengfu, there are always some people who regard themselves as masters with their eyes growing above their heads. They are too self-righteous. Don't you know that they will make trough cakes without stinky chickens? Now that it's done, someone has come to the door. Is it the same as our girl? Girl, you didn't see her face at that time..."

Bitong has a happy face.

"Bitong, life is ups and downs, who can be proud for the rest of his life? If you are proud, you will forget your shape, and it is easy to show your clumsiness and give people a handle. Isn't that extremely happy and sad? So it's better to keep a low profile when you are proud, otherwise when you are frustrated, those who have praised you and flattered you are likely to become those who trample on you, and will step on you more fiercely, but what about those who have not benefit you? The wall fell down and everyone pushed..."

Bi Tong put away her smile, lowered her head and thought for a while. She was deeply convinced, but...

"Girl, what is 'low-key'?"

Cheng Xueyan had no intention to explain: "Besides, this matter still needs to be decided by my wife..."

"This is really a happy event," Bi Tong did not insist: "The master has read the book and is waiting for the decree to be sealed. And the lady also sent someone to tell the girl to take care of herself quickly and go to Guanju Hall to teach singing on April 10th..."

This is really a great happy event, but it may be due to too much effort to prepare. Now I don't feel much joy, and because of this incident...

"This is the end of this good show, and the good goods sink to the bottom. If the girl knew about the following matter, she wouldn't have been so sad. Bitong didn't give her time to lose her mind, and put a more mysterious and excited expression on her face: "That night..."

"Xiaoyu, please the big girl..."

Under the newly changed jade ice-patterned curtain, the pomegranate red wide trousers were shaking.

But most of the rough maids in trousers and clothes are outside the courtyard. Why did they suddenly run to Yanran Pavilion?

Bitong lifted the curtain and saw a little maid in a bun standing at the door with her head hanging low. Seeing someone coming, he didn't look up, but said, "Xiaoyu greet the eldest girl and say hello to Sister Bitong."

She is well-behaved and polite, and Bitong is not energetic.

"What's the matter?"

"Sister Qingyu of the second door said that someone came to visit the eldest girl. She should have brought her in person, but she suddenly had abdominal pain, so she asked the maidservant to bring the man here, who was waiting outside the hospital at this moment. The maidservant knew that she was not allowed to enter the inner courtyard, so she begged the eldest girl and Sister Bitong to punish her.

Cheng Xueyan was so orderly and clever that she couldn't help liking her.

"Come in and say something."

Then he ordered Bitong to prepare some fruit cakes.

Bitong's eyes widened unbelievably... That's just the lowest girl in Chengfu.

Cheng Xueyan doesn't think there is anything wrong. Don't you need hospitality when guests come?

"I dare not." Xiaoyu was flattered and almost knelt down.

"Do you know who came from?" Bitong hurriedly interrupted to ease the embarrassment.

"Sister Qingyu didn't say anything, and the maidservant didn't dare to ask, but just asked him to wait outside the courtyard."

Bitong came to the terrace and looked out of the courtyard...

A figure is standing sideways under the begonia tree outside the courtyard gate.

The cracks of the leaves gently fell on his snow-blue robe. The corners of the robe were embroidered with golden fruit olives. As the breeze brushed, it turned gently, making him look more elegant and elegant. As if he felt someone looking at him, he turned his head slightly and looked this way...

"It's true that Cao Cao and Cao will arrive. No wonder the girl wants to see the reward. Has she already guessed who is coming?"

Bitong jumped into the inner room happily, picked up a small plate of jujube mud cold cake from the red sandalwood tray with the medicine bowl and handed it to Xiaoyu: "Reward you. Tell the person to wait for a moment when you go out."

Xiaoyu took it over and thanked him and retreated respectfully.

"What kind of person came from, look how happy you are..."

Cheng Xueyan leaned her back against the ten-spice flower soft pillow and half closed her eyes weakly.

"I'm happy for the girl." Bitong jumped to the bed excitedly again: "Do you know who is here?"

How could she know? She is just a... substitute...

"Why doesn't the girl get up yet? Let Bitong help the girl dress up."

What to dress up? I'm tired and don't want to see anyone..."

"Doesn't you really want to see her?" Bitong looked at her in a panic and turned her eyes: "If you don't see it, don't see it, but the girl should simply groom it. Bitong can accompany the girl to Xinyuan, and the peony flowers in the garden are blooming just right. After two days of illness, the room is full of illness. If the girl doesn't go out for a walk, I'm afraid the disease will get better slowly. At that time, Guanju Hall..."

She carefully observed the master's look and saw that she seemed to be moving, so she hurried forward to help her get out of bed.

The feet are soft and weak, and the body is light, and the whole person is like a dress on Bitong.

She smiled secretly, and this really became Lin Daiyu.

I don't know whether the bronze mirror is yellow or the person is weak. The face in the mirror is like paper and looks meloppy.

I don't feel thin, but my cheeks can't be full of palms, my jawbone is also sharp, and my eye sockets are slightly sunken.

I can't help but feel sorry for this appearance.

Bitong gently closed her hair.

This hair is as smooth and flexible as ever, shining.

The hair is neatly tied into a bun.

Her face sank, and she had to restore the old lady's dress after getting off the stage, but she didn't want to be angry.

The same benefit of getting sick is that people become free from common things.

Bitong combed the flat bun that was usually pressed to the back of her head a little higher, probably to make her look more energetic, and then picked a white jade-embed red coral double knot Ruyi hairpin from the makeup.

She was surprised. Bitong once said that according to her status, not only can she not jump out of blue, green and ultraviolet, but also can only choose plain silver without decoration. Today, how...

It's just that she doesn't bother to ask and let her do it.

Bitong evenly rubbed the rouge on her face again.

"It's just a walk in the garden. Is it so grand?"

"The girl looks a little worse today, but she can't let those flowers be crushed..."

Bitong said, opened the wardrobe, chose a light-violet plain embroidered long coat, white silk fine pleated skirt, served her one by one, and wore a string of white jade lily oforange chain, lilac rice pearl earrings, and a string of nine-curved plain plain flat silver bracelets.

Although he still dresses plainly, he is elegant and useless.

Finally, tie a jasper rattan skirt.

"If the girl is satisfied, let's go downstairs now."

Bitong took another moon white embroidered orchid handkerchief and stuffed it into her hand, and couldn't wait to help her go downstairs.

Bitong looked so hurriedly and dressed her up uncharacteristically, which made people wonder if it was...

As soon as people get sick, their brains become dull. When she reacts, the figure standing at the gate of the courtyard has come into view.

Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly stagnated, and his heart seemed to have been punched. First, he was stunned, and then jumped wildly...

That man...

Although it is a little far away, although it is in a strange mansion, although it is wearing an ancient costume... But the tall and thin figure, the habit of slightly bowing its head when standing as if it were looking at something, the elegant and a little detractive temperament, when looking at you first look deeply and then slowly raised the corners of your mouth...

In an instant, the past came to her like lightning. The corners were sharp, the buns were torn, the clothes were cut, the skin was scratched, and it seemed to be a gust of strong wind, blowing her away, which was already broken. She could almost hear them roaring across her...

"Ling Su..."