103 Which is less important

Are these three sons still sincere to Tris? Otherwise, how can you be the first to come and the last to leave every day? It seems that what he said for Tracy when she was exposed that day seems to be true. Will Tracy really be a blessed person?

She rubbed her chest through the golden red embroidered chrysanthemum... There was a thousand taels of silver ticket...

"M Mother Ruan..."

If her voice hadn't been a little hoarse, her makeup, expression and movements would have been a thousand manners.

Tris smiled and said, "This is what they smashed a few days ago. It's all on my account. Please take more care of the good wine and tea..."

Mama Ruan looked confident when she saw her like this, but...

In the whole Jinyu Tower, only she, Cuisi, Ye Rong and Le Feng know Cheng Xueyan's true identity. They not only know that she is the boudoir of Guan Juguan, who was appointed by the previous emperor at the age of 13, but now she is now awarded the title of Mr. Geyi of Guan Juguan by the current emperor, but they also know that she is also Gu Sanzi... Ex-wife... ...

Tris won't lose her memory, will she?

Mr. Gu San will definitely not lose his memory, otherwise why did he rush to the stage so quickly that day? One day husband and wife 100 days of kindness...

Can't Tracy see it? Gu Sanxian not only spoke for her that day, but also fought for Cheng Xueyan. Can't you figure out which is more important?

Tris must have lost her memory!

However, what's more strange is that Cheng Xueyan seemed to hate Gu Sanxian's left and right, but she kept asking him "how" and "is there anything wrong"... and seemed to care, but when she asked her to follow, she did not hesitate to leave...

What the hell is going on?

She rubbed her temples painful. Is she old? Why are there more and more things she can't figure out?

Ye Rong came on the stage and sang Tris's "Don't Pick Wild Flowers on the Roadside". She must have done it on purpose.

M Mother Ruan couldn't help peeking at Tris over there, but seeing that she looked as usual, she was dumping the West Lake Dragon Well for Gu Haoxuan. She seemed to feel her worry and glanced this way. The tenderness flowed to the ground and went straight to her feet. She hurried back two steps as if she was afraid to step on it.

Tris withdrew her eyes and turned her sharp white fingers beautifully. The glazed ring on it was shining, setting off the hand like silk. She picked up the red camellia bowl with green leaves and handed it to Gu Haoxuan. Her red lips opened gently and spit out a silent "please". Gu Haoxuan was watching Ye Rong's charming eyes singing on the stage, and only took the tea and put it on the pear blossom case.

Tris laughed. Although he didn't look at himself on the surface, he was clear in his heart, otherwise how could he pick up the tea impartially?

Han Jiangzhu yawned, looked at the people around him in a fog, and shook his head: "Don't you go?"

Gu Haoxuan didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes moved a little and fell on the corner where Xueyan was suddenly exposed in full view of the public...

There are still curtains hanging there, and the wind is slightly undulating.

I knew that there was no one in it, but I couldn't help looking at it again and again.

Since silver is needed, why doesn't it appear these days? Is Chengfu under strict control or does he know that he is here and hides, or is it not her at all...

frowned slightly, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.

Tris smiled more charmingly and simmered tea again.

Since she doesn't show up anymore, today is the last time to wait for the rabbit, right?

As soon as his mind moved, he raised the tea bowl and washed it without a trace.

Gu Haoxuan didn't know why he had to come. Every time he told himself that this was the last time, but there was the next one. In fact, what does it matter whether it is her or not? However, as time goes on, the desire for the mystery becomes more and more urgent. Curiosity really kills the cat.

After finishing a song, Ye Rong died in all kinds of cheers, and in a blink of an eye, she was picked up by the table and disappeared.

In the chaos, a woman in a lake water blue embroidered dress and a five-color brocade gold embroidered dress carried a kite and sat on the stage as if no one was there.

He recognized that this woman was the one who accompanied Cheng Xueyan that day. This woman had also accompanied others on the stage many times before, or played a song, but only after that day did she know her name Le Feng.

A string of piano sounds flowed out casually, which turned out to be the "Flower and Full Moon Night" sung by Xue Yan on that schedule.

Gu Haoxuan's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly.

Without the singer, the sound of the piano seems particularly lonely. The tune is still clear and melodious, but there is a trace of cold air, which makes the lively lobby gradually quiet down. At this time, everyone realizes that autumn is really coming...

Han Jiangzhu also shook his spirits, pricked up his ears and heard the end. He picked up the blue and white branches and mandarin duck-patterned wine pot and sighed: "I don't know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. However, this woman who plays the piano is rare and elegant, unlike..."

Speaking of this, Fang realized that Tris was still beside him, so he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

How shrewd Tracy was, she didn't know what he was thinking, but she didn't see any displeasure, and her expression became more and more solemn.

Gu Haoxuan felt impetuous, put down the tea bowl, got up and left.

Tris was slightly shocked, and her lost eyes followed his drifting figure, but gradually changed to joy.

He was angry. He was angry for her, just because of Mr. Han's half words...

The smile gradually became stronger, and when it came to Yerong's joking eyes, there was no good interest.

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Cheng Xueyan is gradually calming down today.

Five days, if there was really something wrong with Jinyulou, I'm afraid it would have spread all over the imperial capital long ago.

What have you been doing these five days?

I slept well and suddenly woke up. I immediately raised my ears to search for movement. My heart beat wildly, and it took me a long time to calm down. Even if I fell asleep again, I woke up the next morning and only felt panicked. I was listless and depressed all day. After a few days, he looked haggard alive, with dark and sunken eyes. No matter what he saw, his eyes were full of panic, as if there was a ghost standing there.

In the day, he sat uneasy and ran around, just wanted to plunge into the crowd, but when he saw people, he avoided and refused to leave far away. He only carefully searched for every word and every sentence he said, and kept thinking about me. Is this talking about me? Is someone coming to arrest me? Then he lamented that the fugitives had a hard time and regretted acting bravely.

When Bitong saw that she was out of normal, she couldn't help but feel nervous. She only thought that she had bumped into something unclean that night, and now the Yulan Festival is coming...

So in the middle of the night, I lit a brazier in the courtyard, got a pile of ingot paper money to burn there, and burned an old clothes. There were words in my mouth, which was even more strange than the real haunted. Then I encouraged the girl to go to Ganlu Temple to exorcise evil spirits and give credit and money... Suddenly I remembered that the girl had gone to the temple since she lost her memory. It's less, isn't it...

Cheng Xueyan couldn't help her lobbying, and even if she was unhappy, she had to prepare for it. She just doesn't understand. Is it possible to pray for everything? It's not that she doesn't believe in gods. There are so many people in the world, and everyone has a lot of wishes. Will Buddha see her so coincidentally?

On July 12, he went to Ganlu Temple to pray for blessings, accompanied by the second wife Tang Fanrou.

Along the way, the second lady sighed a lot.

"Schuman is lazy. You used to accompany me to incense. I think it was many years ago, but now when I see you sitting in front of you, it looks like what happened yesterday. You still look like, just me..."

She couldn't help touching her cheeks, showing a wry smile.

Cheng Xueyan knows her mind. Although Cheng Zhunai was in love with her and wanted to make her the right wife, but the good male baby died as soon as it landed, but Du Mizhen was blessed... Although she didn't see how much Cheng Zhunhuai loved him, a competitive person like her sat in the seat of Mrs. Zheng, and Cheng Junhuai rarely went to Roufengxuan, even if he occasionally took a break. At night, it will also be found in the middle of the night for various reasons. In such a time and space, a woman's status is often consolidated by her own son. Although Cheng Zhunhuai has no intention of marrying, she wants to live in people's eyes because she has no children under her knees. Now it seems that this is also rare. Du Yingzi often laughs at her for often goes to the temple to worship Buddha, but she is always rare. It was because I did something wrong in my last life that I couldn't get what I wanted in this life. It's really difficult for her to always laugh so kindly and happily. I think she burys the bitterness in the bottom of her heart, and I'm afraid that she has no confidence in Du Mizhen and Cheng Xueyao.

Cheng Xueyan sympathizes with her, but she can't help but think more about it. If her boy survived, would she naturally become a decent wife, and would she still be peaceful and modest today?

She smiled and said, "Er Niang is really worried. Er Niang is just young. Xue Yan has a truth. Don't blame Er Niang. If anyone sees Xue Yan and Er Niang standing together, they will think that Er Niang is Xue Yan's sister?"

Tang Fanrou forced to endure the sourness, and this made a sneer: "You child, I haven't seen you for several years, but your mouth is really sharp."

She took Xueyan's hand and looked at her carefully, looking at her with no fake love: "This is good..."

Cheng Xueyan put her other hand on her hand and said gently, "Everything will be fine..."

Tang Fanrou felt sad and quickly turned her eyes to look out of the window with a slightly moving brocade curtain.

The carriage finally stopped, and the two got out of the car.

Cheng Xueyan saw the ancient bluestone road, the towering trees, swaying flowers and plants... Everything was like the day of the Buddha's Day. For a moment, she was a little confused about this time, but when her eyes fell on the slightly yellow weeds between the cracks of the bluestone slabs, and her heart sank.

The past must be past. Time is cruel. It doesn't make any swords, but it leaves indelible traces on people's faces.

Ling Su... We met here in this life. I don't know when we will meet again. You haven't heard from me for so long. What are you busy with? Do you miss me as much as I miss you...