090 Manzhu Shahua

"This is only rumored in the house. In case something happens outside and there are many people, I don't know what it will look like in the end. At that time, how will you get married in the future?" Du Mizhen continued to speak with a long speech.

Her words should be a little sincere. Cheng Xueyan secretly analyzed that it was just the sentence of "marrying"...

"Xueyan, you are also a big man. You should think more about everything for yourself and Chengfu. Instead of losing your reputation at that time, it's better to pick up a good one now. I can shut them up for the time being, but I can't prevent it for a while. There are so many dreams..."

Really, they finally circled around the big stone at the bottom of their hearts. They just wanted to force themselves to marry, but they even threatened her. Since they could "shut them up for the time being", did they want to remind themselves to let them talk nonsense?

reputation is indeed important. If a woman's reputation is bad in such an era, it is worse than death. No wonder Du Mizhen threatens her with this, but freedom... Why should her fate be at the mercy of others, especially scheming people...

She smiled and smiled.

"My mouth grows on others, and I can't control it. Even if I can seal their mouths, can I seal their hearts? If something really happens, it will happen sooner or later. Even if I am lucky enough to marry someone, will my husband tolerate a morally corrupt person like me? Isn't the final result the same? I'm afraid it will be worse. At that time, not only will Xue Yan be spit on, but Cheng Fu will also take on the name of deception. What will happen then? In order to take into account the overall situation, will anyone persuade me to die with the reputation of the whole house like today? Xue Yan has died once, and she doesn't want to die again. Moreover, if she dies, all the charges have been confirmed. Who else will say a fair word for me? Just like now, who really believes that I really have nothing to do with this matter? Since it is a failure no matter what, you might as well choose a failure that can make me happier. Life is only a lifetime, why do you always live under the decisions of others? Is such a decision guaranteed the happiness of my life or the temporary pleasure of some people? Moreover, Xueyan still believes that people are not afraid of shadows, and there is justice in the world, so she can only live up to the beauty of her wife and aunt. If anyone still suspects that the jade fox is involved with me, you might as well take care of the Yanran Pavilion and monitor it day and night. Xue Yan is also happy to rest assured to show her innocence, so that Mrs. Lao's trouble..."

"You..." Du Mizhen was also choked firmly. She couldn't help shaking her hands and feet and squeezed out a sentence: "I don't know how to praise!"

It is not the first time that she is not ignorant of praise. If she wants to choose between other people's opinions and personal freedom, she must choose the latter. So he was still not angry this time, but made a blessing with a smile: "Mrs. Xie's teaching, Xue Yan left."

When she went out, she deliberately stopped. After a while, Du Yingzi screamed: "Sister, do you let her be so arrogant? If I had been you, I would have beaten her out..."

Seeing that she was so hateful, she couldn't help laughing and suddenly wanted to stay in Chengfu all the time. What would it feel if Erdu found that they were so disgusted people hanging in front of their eyes every day? What would it be like to find that they hate so much that the more they live, the more energetic they become?

With a sense of pleasure of revenge, she sneered at the corners of her lips and rushed back to Yanran Pavilion. When she passed by Xinyuan, she was suddenly pulled by a red color. She looked sideways and was immediately shocked... Oh, my God, how did Chengfu put Manzhu Shahua Seed Garden?

She blinked unbelievably and moved forward quickly...

The slender curly petals, like silky stamens, are like a woman in bright red clothes throwing ribbons spinning and flying... Isn't it Manzhushahua?

Manzhu Shahua... The flower on the other side is said to be a leading flower growing by the Santu River. The fragrance of the flowers is magical, which can evoke the memories of the deceased and is considered an ominous plant. In fact, it grows mostly in field paths, riverside trails and cemeteries, so it is also called dead flowers. As soon as autumn comes, there are strange and bright flowers that are close to red, and the whole piece looks shocking red, like fire, like blood, in full swing...

Cheng Xueyan opened her mouth slightly and looked at the demon red, and her fingers were trembling: "Why are you in this garden?"

Bitong looked incredible: "This dragon claw flower is a congratulatory gift sent by Wang Yushi at the beginning of the construction of Guanju Hall, saying that the master has to be valued by the emperor, and it is just right to grow this flower. The master loves flowers, so he planted them in the garden. This flower is extremely difficult to raise. There were only three flowers left when the girl got married, but she didn't expect it to bloom so beautifully today. Girl, do you want to take off a plug?

With that, I'm going to pinch the next one.

Cheng Xueyan hurriedly stopped and her brain turned quickly. Could it be that this time and space has a different identification for Manzhu Shahua?

"I don't remember this, Dragon Claw Flower... This name is not very pleasant..." She pretended to think deeply.

"The girl really forgot that the dragon claw flower is also called Manzhu Shahua. Its name comes from Sanskrit, which originally meant the flower in the sky, the big red flower, which is one of the four good omens from the sky. If it weren't for this good omen, how could the master recruit gardeners everywhere to serve it?

Cheng Xueyan remembered that Manzhu Shahua had this intention, but she was still uncomfortable. This fiery red pierced my eyes and pierced my heart, and the flowers waving gently in the wind seemed to be calling something.

She felt inexplicably suffocated and just wanted to leave quickly.

Bitong only felt that the master was very strange. She thought it was because of Erdu's difficulties and didn't dare to say much, so she just followed honestly.

Cheng Xueyan was upset. She just lowered her head and walked away, but was hung on the skirt by something.

At a glance, it was the swing she saw in Xinyuan when she just arrived at Chengfu. The scene at that time was still vivid. I still remember that I had planned to wait until the wisteria flowers on the swing bloomed. Unexpectedly, I forgot that the tung flowers had fallen now, and the wisteria was more quiet.

She rubbed the cold swing and couldn't help sighing that time was fleeting. In spring, she only thought about how to muddle through and continue to pretend to be Cheng Xueyan, and hoped to return to modern times. But now, she has finally succeeded in playing Cheng Xueyan, but she also took on everything that should belong to this role. She was fighting, unable to say whether it was for herself or for the master of this body. She seemed to have won, but she was physically and mentally tired aftertaste, and she could not expect any trouble waiting for her in front of her. She seems to be more and more adapting to the current life because of human inertia, or because of... Ling Su?

She sighed silently and sat on the swing.

Bitong silently turned to the back and gently pushed the swing.

The wind shakes the leaves, and the fragrance is light, with the sweetness in autumn and afternoon, as well as the yin in the depths of the forest.

The plain white and light skirt fluttered in the swing, like a white butterfly crossing the tip of the leaf.

She looked down for a while and suddenly found that Bitong had not made a sound for a long time, which was a strange thing. Looking back at her, I saw that she was in a daze, holding the wisteria mechanically pushing.

A trick comes out of my heart...

"Bitong..."

Bitong's eyes fell on her face, but it took a long time to focus.

"Come here..."

As soon as Bitong moved a step, she unexpectedly jumped up and pressed him to sit on the swing.

Bitong was immediately shocked, but before she could stand up, she had vigorously pushed the swing. Bitong's feet suddenly left the ground. She exclaimed and clenched the wisteria tightly, like a kitten hanging in the hanging basket, shouting: "Girl, stop, I dare not let the girl...ah..."

Cheng Xueyan had long expected that she would be awkward and couldn't help pushing her harder.

Bitong's cry was even more tragic.

The long hair flew, the skirt danced, and the screams suddenly turned into bursts of laughter, and the whole forest was suddenly rendered gorgeous.

When Bitong was finally messy in the wind and she was tired, she stopped and fell to the ground with a smile.

When Bitong came down from the swing, she was about to kneel down and was stopped by her breathlessly: "Take away your master slave. In the future, you and I don't have to use such vulgar etiquette when we are alone. I have never regarded you as a slave..."

Bitong looked at the girl with a sincere face, and her chest couldn't help fluctuating violently.

In the past six months, the girl has indeed been different from her in the past. Although she did not fight or scold, she never communicated with her. Now, the girl can actually joke with herself like Miaotong and others. She usually speaks and does things without the air of a master, and is willing to stand up for her... To be honest, she likes the current girl very much. I also enjoy the current feeling, but I'm a little worried... The girl has changed her character after she came back from the dead. In case she has a diary, wouldn't she...

"But you have to tell me honestly, what were you thinking just now?"

She was in a dilemma, and the girl asked.

"I'm wondering if the girl has forgotten the past to do this to Bitong. If he writes about the past, will he punish Bitong for being rebellious?" When she was excited, she actually told the truth directly.

Cheng Xueyan was stunned. She didn't expect Bitong to be so worried. It is no wonder that it is really difficult to understand what equality is for everyone with the era and identity she lives in.

Some things, even if they are wrong, will be naturally recognized after being left in your heart for a long time. Just like acne, which is obviously very annoying and can't wait to disappear quickly, but if you put it on your face for three or two years and then recovers, you will inevitably feel a little awkward with joy.

"How come? Even if I remember the past, I will remember how good you are to me these days..."

Indeed, she has never been an ungrateful person.

As soon as she heard this, Bitong's eyes immediately turned red: "Girl, in fact, I..."

She really wanted to tell the girl that she didn't want to serve her at first, and even hoped that something would happen to her when she just returned to Cheng's house, so that she wouldn't be angry with her. Now she really think about it...

"Actually, you know that I won't forget it at all, but you just want to ask me for peace of mind, right?" Cheng Xueyan vaguely guessed what she was struggling with, hurriedly interrupted and pulled her to sit beside her.

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