Chapter 12 Someone eloped

I didn't listen to Aunt Ten, so I embroidered mandarin ducks. When I embroidered the mandarin duck almost, there was a rumor in the house that the two aunts had disappeared.

Gance on the 15th of every month, my wife's face is pale. She finally drank the tea: "I also heard about Aunt Eight and Aunt Ten."

We all held our breath, but heard a "pop--" sound.

"Second aunt!"

"My concubine is there!" I was busy standing up. At this moment, you came to me if you have something to do. That tenth aunt is really troublesome. Give me such a mess. It's just that the eighth aunt, I didn't expect such a person...

"How did the second aunt look at the yard? There is such a big moth!" Although she doesn't look well, she can deter me. My calf trembled: "Madam, I didn't know such a thing would happen..."

"You don't know? What's the use of that?"

I was shocked and only felt that the skin was hot. How could she scold me like this?

This weakest-looking and gentlest wife actually scolded me?

"What is the overall situation now? Does anyone still not understand?" She covered her chest with one hand, and the hairpin next to her quickly handed over the veil. The wife gently wiped her mouth, "How's the master? Everyone has a bottom in their hearts. There are some words that we don't have to say, we have to worry about them. At least we can't hold the master back and give him a stable Situ backyard! Now, two aunts have run away! Do you know the identity of Aunt Eight and Aunt Ten? She was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

"Do you know what happened after the two of them ran away?"

I'm too ashamed. As soon as she said it, I also felt wrong. I was clear about the plan of the tenth aunt, but she let her run away with the eighth aunt. Just——

The fifth aunt said, "Madam, is Lingyun City really safe?"

The fifth aunt is also like a bereavement. Everyone is rumored that the Turks are going to slaughter the city. I don't want to run myself, but I can't stop the tenth aunt and eighth aunt. My aunt is not so bad-hearted...

"Don't you believe in the master? Don't you believe in the century-old foundation of Situfu? She asked twice in a row, then faded the Buddha beads in her hand and slowly touched, "Situ Mansion will definitely be fine. As the lord's daughter, we should help the master at such a time. When the master comes back, we will definitely not forget our good.

Outside the house, the snow has not yet melted. I turned my head and looked out of the window, and there was still some residual snow on the eaves in the distance.

Such cold weather.

"I will personally be the housekeeper during this period." Her voice softened again, "After this period of time, it will definitely be fine. Everyone has to be confident."

The fourth aunt said too hypocritically, "The housekeeper must be foolproof. Just take care of yourself."

I stood there in a daze. My wife was angry with me. He also withdrew the power of the housekeeper. Of course, I don't blame her. I didn't do it well enough. And now is an eventful time, and it must be better to have her...

It's just that my nose still can't help feeling sore.

The room was terribly silent. The sound of melting snow came from outside the room. When will spring come? When will the immortal come back?

I can't help but miss the half-embroidered mandarin ducks in Xiangyi Garden.

"Madam, the eighth aunt and tenth aunt..." I still spoke weakly. Since the two are valuable and the wife is so valued, should we send someone to find them?

She waved her hand weakly: "Although it's up to them. They will regret it." Her ending disappeared into the room. This beauty is like a piece of paper. It's shaky and unreal.

I asked Xiao Cuier with a smile, "Xiao Cui, do you think I'm particularly cowardly?"

This is back to Xiangyi Garden, and the room is heated with charcoal. Both of us are red. Xiaohong came over with a cherry and smiled, "It's rare to have such a rare thing in such a cold day!"

"Where did it come from?" I'm surprised.

"The master sent someone to bring it by the way." She smiled and said, "He said he liked his second aunt so much..."

But where did he get it?

But he didn't ask. He made the last thread and handed the crooked purse to Xiao Hong: "Well, take this thing to him."

I have never been very proficient in female red. I don't like it or am not enthusiastic. I have embroidered a handkerchief before, and I gave it to the little man casually. And this is the first time to give such a serious gift to the old immortal. A pair of mandarin ducks are embroidered like a pair of chickens, but they are already the result of being instructed by the embroidery woman.

Xiao Cui laughed and said, "Master, how dare you send this purse?" He turned his head and asked Xiao Hong, "What have you prepared?" Xiao Cui is a first-class solid person in heaven and earth. She doesn't know a lot of twists and turns.

Xiao Hong pulled the corners of her mouth and moved out a bunch of things from her room - pillowcases, shoes, robes, sweat towels, handkerchiefs and so on.

My aunt was too annoid: "Xiao Hong, when did you do it?" This girl began to prepare early in the morning.

She smiled and said, "I started to prepare early in the morning. It's just nothing. The master may not be useful.

I picked up the pair of shoes she made, which were finely embroidered with good intentions, and I couldn't help but feel visibly: "If this is the case, he may not use it. What else should I give?" I put my purse in my arms and said, "Forget it, I won't send it! He doesn't lack this!"

Xiao Cui is mean: "Master, what's the use of not giving this purse to the master?"

She knows that I am the most picky person, and my clothes and jewelry should be beautiful. Not to mention that I don't want to use such a simple purse, even if it is given to Xiao Cui, I won't use it.

Xiaohong comforted: "The master will definitely use it."

I heard that old people have the custom of putting their hair in their purses and giving them away. My aunt thinks it is very elegant and can follow suit. I'm afraid that the old man doesn't understand this elegance, and he is quite entangled for a while. After thinking about it, I resolutely twisted a pinch of my hair and stuffed it into it--

No, no, my aunt took out her hair and sniffed it again. Well, it's good. It doesn't smell very bad. Everyone knows that the number of shampoos on cold days also varies with the degree of cold weather.

After finally doing this, I handed my purse to Xiaohong and sighed: "I'm so pitiful. She has become a resentful woman."

Xiao Cui is very disglapsing: "Master, haven't you always been a resentful woman?"

"The master... doesn't say anything to me, it's just my wife's mind, which is really uncertain."

"Yo, master, don't you say that the master doesn't love you?" Xiao Cui's mouth was so fast that she hated me so much that I was going to pinch her face: "How do you talk? Don't get in the master's affairs!"

"Are you really not allowed to get in?" She looked like she was going to stand up and leave. My aunt was too busy to hold it: "Come on, I'm afraid you're ready!"

"Naturally, the master has always been very good to his master." But there was a faint sound from the box, which almost shocked me.

I sighed.

Xiao Hong is so unhappy. I made her a good thing with the immortal jade. Who knew that he was so cruel...

The warm light on the stove makes Xiaohong look more touching. There are waves of water in his big eyes.

"Xiao Hong, I will always let you be the eleventh aunt." I comforted her, but her eyes darken.

After all, what she wants is not a false reputation... But in life, it's good to have a false reputation. How many pursuits can there be?

I shook my head. The little girls are not as wise as the people we have experienced. At present, the Situ Mansion is swaying, and I don't know what night it is. I don't know how beautiful such a beautiful day is.

"It's no wonder my wife is so angry. I heard that Turks eat human flesh. Aunt Eight and Aunt Ten are so arrogant. What should we do in the end?

I shook my head: "I thought the eighth sister was a proper person. Anyway, she is a proper person... Who knows..."

"Master, do you know?" Xiao Cui suddenly patted her forehead and thought of the shocking gossip approaching me, "I have a secret. Are you interested?"

What amazing secrets can this girl have? My aunt rolled her eyes too weakly.

"The wife dealt with the slaves of the eighth aunt and the tenth aunt. Several people are helping them run. What a pity. The master escaped and ascended to heaven without them, and he had to help carry the blame.

Oh? Is this also a secret? My aunt is even more despised.

"But, the Sanlian next to the eighth aunt spilled the beans. She said that the eighth aunt was actually the princess of the previous dynasty!"

"Cut, what the previous dynasty..." I stood up "grily" and said, "What did you say? The princess of the previous dynasty?

Isn't that immortal... What?

"Xiao Cui, you don't want to die!" Xiaohong hurriedly hit her, "Can this kind of murderous words be said casually? Be careful of being beheaded!"

Xiao Cui picked up a chestnut to the fire and ate it, with aggrieved face: "Everyone says so..."

I sat down straight: "It's a pity for the girl named Sanlian. The girl is a good girl. She is too young to calm down. Finally..." I turned my head and saw compassion in my red eyes as a child.

Can such words be said casually?

Our wife is a good person. But he is also an independent person. It's okay if I'm in charge. If it were a wife... It's not enough to stop the war and kill ten people. Of course she is right. She can protect more people.

The flames jumped one by one. Like human lives floating everywhere in troubled times.

"If she was the princess of the previous dynasty, I would know why she escaped..."

My voice was very low, but I was also reminded by Xiaohong: "Master, stop talking. We are ordinary people and don't know anything. It has nothing to do with these things."

But how can Situ's mansion, which raised a former princess, be ordinary? How can we aunts live in an ordinary and mediocre life?

Thinking of my aunt's friendship with me in the past. She went there... and I don't know what to do.