This is the third snowfall this year, and the rough lady is sweeping the snow outside with a broom.
Rongzheng stood by the window blankly, looking at the scene in the yard outside.
She had a terrible dream, in which she was a thirty-year-old woman.
She also raised a pair of children.
In the dream, she was divorced by her husband's family, the Rong family collapsed, and her father was imprisoned.
She died of illness on the way back to the capital.
That dream was so long, it seemed like a lifetime had passed.
However, she felt that it wasn't quite like a dream, or that it wasn't quite like her previous dreams, which were as real as if they had really happened.
Xiao Wang walked in and was shocked to see Rong Zheng standing on the wind outlet.
She stepped forward and quickly closed the window, and scolded softly: "Aren't you afraid that you will get sick from the cold?
You are not doing well here.
Why don't you do anything?"
Take care of your body” Rong Zheng looked at Xiao Wang in surprise.
This was the nanny who raised her.
She is of medium height, with a face like a full moon.
She is a woman who is not yet thirty years old.
Her black hair was styled in a smooth bun.
He had a green bamboo hairpin on his head, no gold or silver jewelry on his temples, and was wearing a half-worn blue satin robe.
Xiao Wang stood with Rong Zheng, towering over Rong Zheng by a head.
This is not very different from the wet nurse in the dream.
In the dream, Mrs.
Xiao Wang's hair has turned white, her face is full of wrinkles, and she looks like an old woman.
Today's nanny is fair and fair, with a small mole on her lip.
Her eyes are very gentle and full of love.
It was nothing like the anxious and sad eyes in the dream.
Why do you have such a depressing dream?
Mrs.
Xiao Wang touched Rong Zheng's cold hands and rubbed them for her, hoping to warm them up.
Then she hurriedly said: "Zisu, why don't you burn a hand stove for the lady and bring it to her."
Zisu promised outside: "Come right away."
Isn't Zisu dead?
Why did Zisu appear in front of her again?
Rongzheng was confused.
She didn't know whether it was a dream or whether the life in the dream was her real experience.
In a moment, a girl wearing apricot-colored armor came in.
She was smiling and seemed to be about twelve or thirteen years old.
She was cute and cute.
Zi Su gave Rong Zheng a small hand stove with a copper body and filigree enamel.
Rongzheng lowered his head and saw that there was a pattern of plum blossoms and magpies on the stove.
"Miss, you look better today.
You slept day and night the past two days, but you scared the slaves to death."
Zi Su's brows were filled with concern and worry.
Rongzheng looked at the sincere expression in Zisu's eyes, and knew that the big girl next to her really treated her well and cared about her.
"Miss, the eldest lady and the second lady are here to visit you."
What is being circulated outside is that Ruyi has not yet been promoted to a first-class maid.
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Rongzheng was secretly surprised.
Her two cousins had been living in the capital and rarely returned to Bianliang.
How could they come now?
Then she thought again, by the way, when her grandmother passed away, her eldest uncle and aunt brought their children back to Bianliang.
I came to express my condolences and stayed there for two years.
Zi Su hurriedly stepped forward to tidy up Rong Zheng's clothes and licked the strands of hair around her ears.
While talking, the two cousins have arrived in the outer hall.
The little girl had already opened the plain curtain, and Rong Zheng walked out.
There were two young girls standing in the room, both wearing plain clothes.
Wearing a silver hairpin on her head.
The cousin Rongjun has reached the age of hairpins.
She is quite tall, with fair skin and smooth muscles and bones.
Although she has single eyelids, she has a pair of beautiful blue eyes.
Even in such plain clothes, she still showed her unparalleled beauty.
The second cousin Rong Di standing next to her was only one year older than Rong Zheng, with cute and cute eyebrows.
Rongzheng was in a daze for a moment, and after seeing her two sisters, she bowed numbly.
The two sisters also hurriedly returned the gift.
Rong Jun said with a smile: "I heard that the third sister is awake.
Let's come over and take a look.
She is feeling well."
Rongzheng replied: "It's already healed."
"Let me tell you, I heard that the third sister is not usually so sick.
Why did she stay in bed for several days without getting off her bed?
It made my aunt anxious to death.
If you are no longer good, your aunt will ask your father to ask the imperial doctor in Beijing. ”
Rong Zheng said: "Please take your time.
I will go over to say hello to my wife in a moment, so that she can rest assured.
My eldest aunt may have to come over later."
Rong Jun smiled and said: "It's okay, mother is taking a rest.
She is tired after being busy these days."
Rong Zheng remembered that this was the eleventh year since the opening of the treasure, the second year after her grandmother passed away.
She is twelve years old and her stepmother's sister is seven.
Rong Zheng's expression still looked a little dull.
After all, this cousin did not grow up in the same place as her, and she was still much stranger than Rong Xiao from her third uncle's family.
Rong Di has a cheerful temperament and is telling Rong Zheng about the scenery in Beijing with great interest.
Which silk shop sells the best fabrics, and which spice shop sells the best powder?
She even talked about how she and her mother went to greet the nobles in the palace, how luxurious the palace was, and how luxuriously the ladies in the palace were dressed.
Rong Zheng listened silently, knowing that this second cousin wanted to show off the prosperity of Beijing to her, and also secretly laughed at her because she had never been out and had not seen much of the world.
Rongzheng thought, she didn't have to be as knowledgeable as a little girl.
Besides, she felt that Bianliang was not bad.
After all, it was the ancient capital of eight dynasties, with abundant resources, abundant resources, and outstanding people.
When this thought flashed through her mind, she was startled secretly.
Rong Di was one year older than her, how could she consider herself an adult?
Rong Di boasted a lot, and Rong Yun watched carefully.
Rong Zheng had a look of impatience on his face, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
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She stood up and said: "Third sister, please be safe now.
We sisters won't bother us too much, disturbing the third sister's Qing Dynasty.
I'll see you another day."
Rong Zheng said numbly: "Sisters, walk slowly.
Zi Su, help me see them off."
Zisu agreed to see off the guests.
Rong Zheng was not in a good mood.
She returned to the room, picked up the target mirror on the dressing table and took a look in the mirror.
The girl in the capital was no more than twelve or thirteen years old.
She wore a three-year-old bun with a white hairband and two short silver hairpins.
A pair of black and white water eyes are exceptionally clear and bright, but they look a bit haggard during these times of illness, and their pale face has no color at all.
She looked at this appearance carefully, but what came to her mind was that she was lying on the earthen kang, very thin, with misty hair, and dying.
She has a good appearance, even more beautiful than her sister Rong Sheng.
She still remembers the surprise in Liao Xian's eyes when he first saw her as a newly married woman.
Does Liao Xian really have this person?
He is the husband in Rong Zheng's dream.
Was it just imagined, or did it really exist?
Rongzheng was confused.
Subconsciously, she wanted to verify what happened in the dream.
Although it sounded ridiculous, she wanted to know if there was a family like the Liao family in Nanyang.
There are hundreds of miles between Bianliang and Nanyang, and she is a lady who rarely goes out.
How can she find out?
Wait, Rongzheng remembered something.
She picked up her dress and went to the upper room
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