176 newly married woman

Cheng Xueyan sighed and took a deep breath of air, but in any case, she could not dispel the darkness in her chest.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Bitong had to whisper: "Don't worry, Qitong is just a little worried, and there won't be any trouble, otherwise she can't survive today..."

Naturally, Cheng Xueyan also understands this, but her heart is like ashes... Even if she is alive, what's the difference between death?

"Girl, you are..."

Although Bitong advised the girl to relax, her mind also revolved around Qitong. At this moment, she came to her senses and found that the girl was marching towards Moyizhai.

Isn't the girl going to tell the eldest son about Qitong's situation...

Before she stopped her, Cheng Xueyan heard this exclamation and was already awake, but she found herself standing at the door of Mo Yizhai.

In the past, Mo Yizhai, which was plain and hard, was decorated with lights at this moment, but it was deserted.

The sound of silk and bamboo comes from all sides, but the lively and warm red light seems to weave a transparent boundary, which seems to be soft, but resolutely blocks the noise three feet away.

This is an impregnable world. It is a world made for himself by his brother. He sealed himself in a seemingly fiery and actually cold shell, just like Qitong persistently staying in the dark and loneliness.

Why, why do good things have to be so stuffy? Although they don't see each other, they keep each other's hearts. Do they have to torture each other for a lifetime?

She suddenly hated Qu Leyao. If she hadn't insisted on marrying the process family and forced her brother to guard the border city, how could she make her father plead with the emperor to marry to keep this son? Even if his father beats and scolds again, he still attaches great importance to his brother. As the saying goes, only when he loves deeply can he hate him. Even if the country is in danger, even if he is an important minister of the court, he still chooses the latter between the country and the family, and at the same time makes a choice for his son. He thinks he is right, maybe he is really right, but whose fault is so much unhappiness?

In fact, she can't complain about Qu Leyao. She just fulfilled her wish through this accident. Even if it's not her, she will be someone else, such as Gu Shuihui, who will not be Qitong. She was lucky, but did she think that this was lucky again? She married the Cheng family and married her beloved, but in that person's heart... Is she there? Maybe one day, the person next to the pillow calls out a name that has been silent for a long time. How will she feel? In fact, you don't have to wait for such a day, and it should be clear from the present, right? An only daughter who grew up in an official eunuch's family lives a life of whatever she wants, but she doesn't want a person's heart alone. This pain should have never been tasted, and in countless days in the future, she may be immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.

Who has completed this marriage? Who was destroyed? Just a little, my brother could fly away with Qitong, and only a little short of it changed the fate of the three people. The slightest loss is thousands of miles away. Perhaps fate has long been doomed, and we are just serious about solving the suspense of a long-written story. Whether it is a surprise or sadness, it is originally a step-by-by-drama.

The wind is getting cold, rolling the red gauze lamp under the eaves with dead leaves.

The red color, the colder the heart is.

She tightened her silver silk cloak and was ready to leave.

"Qingxue, go and see if the lamp outside the door has fallen again?"

A very soft female voice came from the black door.

When there was no time to hide, the door opened, and a clever little girl with a bun appeared at the door. When she saw them, she couldn't help but "huh", and then turned back and shouted inside: "Girl... No, it's the big * grandma," she lowered her head and smiled: "Someone is looking for..."

"Nonsense, who will look for me?" The sound was faint, but the footsteps were close.

In just a while, she came out of a woman with a snowy gauze cloak.

Cheng Xueyan's eyes suddenly lit up.

The watery apricot eyes are full of girl's innocence, but they are less lively, more stable, and more soft. The two pale eyebrows are bent like a crescent moon, with a mass of peace. The bridge of the nose is high, but slightly narrow, but it is more elegant. The cutest is the small mouth, which seems to be half open like surprise, and the exquisite upper lip is as smooth and tender as fine porcelain.

This is really a beauty. Cheng Xueyan secretly praised it. No wonder Wang Han wanted to take her back to her house, but it's a pity...

"You are..." Qu Leyao tilted her head and looked at her with a curious face.

Bitong stepped forward and saluted. Just as she was about to report to her home, she suddenly exclaimed, "Are you Xueyan's sister?"

Cheng Xueyan was accidentally guessed and was surprised, but she saw her laugh and said, "There are three daughters in the Cheng family. Today, I only saw two daughters. Although they are also outstanding, they always feel that they are not similar to the legendary big girl. I am still thinking about how I can't see the big girl? You don't know that I heard that Xueyan's sister is a fairy-like figure in my boudoir. I just want to never see her, but it happened that you came. Come in and sit down. I'm going to suffocate alone..."

When Cheng Xueyan heard that she had become a character in the "legendary", she was ashamed and only worried about what the legend was.

Seeing that she did not move, Qu Leyao hurriedly and enthusiastically took her hand.

Cheng Xueyan suddenly remembered what Erdu's previous disaster star said... Although she was extremely disgusted, she had to avoid suspicion, so she unconsciously withdrew her hand, but she suddenly changed her face and shouted pain repeatedly.

It's really a pampered daughter. Before she did anything, she began to shout. I'm afraid her life will be even worse in the future.

Qingxue hurriedly picked up Qu Leyao's hand: "The girl is so careless that she has been in pain three times since morning..."

Cheng Xueyan saw several layers of white silk wrapped around her index finger, thick, and there was a faint dark color oozing on it.

Everyone's daughter has now become the big grandma of Chengfu. How can she be so seriously injured?

Qu Leyao cried with pain, but she still pretended to be strong: "Nothing, just a little injury..." She smiled at Cheng Xueyan: "I accidentally broke it..."

It doesn't matter if you don't explain, but it makes people suspicious.

She hurriedly covered her hand with the sleeves embroidered with Ruyi patterns and took Cheng Xueyan with another hand to enter the door.

Cheng Xueyan naturally had scruples, but her pitiful and happy appearance made people unable to refuse, so she had to follow her into the courtyard. She wanted to stand for a while, but she was dragged to move into the house: "Let's talk inside. I've been standing outside for a long time. I'm freezing to death..."

"Girl, no, grandma, on the day of great joy, you can't say unlucky words..." Qingxue hurriedly followed and took three bites to the ground to solve the bad luck.

Qu Leyao doesn't believe in evil: "What's auspicious? Look at the red light everywhere. Which demon and monster dares to come in and make a monster?

Cheng Xueyan looked at her fearless posture, and her previous disgust couldn't help losing a little.

When he entered the door, he couldn't help but press Cheng Xueyan on the red sandalwood carved chair for fear that she would run away. Then he untied the cloak and threw it to Qingxue. While ordering the little girl to bring hot tea, he asked someone to bring her a small silk enamel hand stove and said, "It's said that you're not good, and you don't know in such a cold day. Hold a hand stove, your hand is already cold, carefully go back to get sick..."

So careful and considerate, there is no selfishness and indulgence of the daughter of official eunuchs, and Cheng Xueyan has a better impression of her.

Sip with a mouthful of wheat tea, and your hands and feet gradually warmed up.

Looking around, there is a clear joy, but it seems to lack something.

"Where's my brother?"

Qu Leyao is constantly talking about what to make up for in winter, and a physique like Cheng Xueyan should take good care of herself, but she heard this question and suddenly stopped.

At this time, a red candle printed with Ruyi gold pattern burst out on the candlestick of the crane top.

The room looked particularly quiet at the moment.

"Ah, the candlelight is blooming, and the happy event is coming..." Qingxue patted her hand and smiled.

Qu Leyao looked at the heart of the candle with small flowers, and her eyes floated through a trace of loneliness. When she turned to Cheng Xueyan, there were small candles in each of her two black pupils, all shining with a happy light: "He... has something to do in the palace. He is out..."

How can Cheng Xueyan not see the transformation at this moment? Suddenly, I regretted talking too much and quickly changed the topic: "What does my sister-in-law usually do at home?"

Hearing her call herself "sister-in-law", Qu Leyao immediately became happy, her little mouth was up, and everything was immediately described in detail.

The two chatted directly for two hours. Cheng Xueyan and the accompanying girls were sleepy, but Qu Leyao was still full of interest. She has just finished talking about what she is going to do in spring, and it's time to enter summer.

This is a more serious chat than Bitong! Cheng Xueyan thought. But in order to show respect, she had to listen spiritually. In the red light, Qu Leyao's frying face gradually turned into two... three...

"Bum!"

Cheng Xueyan couldn't stand it. She fell asleep with her eyes half open. As a result, her hand loosened, and the small enamel stove slid to the ground.

Bitong, who was leaning against the wall and taking a nap, was suddenly awakened and rushed forward to pick up the stove.

Qu Leyao bent down nervously to see if she was injured, and kept reviewing: "It's all my fault. It's endless to say that I forgot that you are weak and can't stay up late..."

looked up at the copper leak in the corner of the room, but asked Xiang Qingxue, "What time is it?"

Qingxue behind her raised her eyes and looked at it: "Three Moments of Hai."

"Three Moments of Hai... Three Moments of Hai..." She kept saying this sentence, and the candlelight in her eyes darkened little by little.

Cheng Xueyan quickly got up and said goodbye: "It's so late that it's delayed my sister-in-law's rest..."

"It doesn't matter," Qu Leyao also stood up in a hurry: "It's so happy to chat with you. Why don't you live here tonight..."

Cheng Xueyan was so scared that the sleepy bug ran halfway. Living here, don't I have to listen to the "onlyyou" Tang monk recite scriptures at night?