A chessboard was set up here, and Princess Duanhui and Zhao Xiuru were playing chess.
Li Wuniang and Rong Zheng were both mediocre in chess skills, so they enjoyed the flowers in the yard.
Li Wuniang likes to grow flowers and is good at making flower dew.
When it comes to growing flowers, she has many treasures.
"After all, Qixia Villa has grown so many kinds of peonies."
Li Wuniang introduced them to Rong Zheng one by one: "The ones with double petals bloom like peonies."
Rong Zheng nodded and said, "I really can't tell the difference between peony and peony."
Li Wuniang talked to Rong Zheng about the difference between the two kinds of flowers.
Rongzheng listened with great interest and couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art."
Li Wuniang said modestly: "Actually, I learned these from the gardener at home, and I liked it, so I studied it.
By the way, I made a few bottles of flower dew.
I'll give you two Bottle, can you write a banner for me?"
Rong Zheng said hurriedly: "Based on our friendship, you can just ask.
How can I accept your things again?"
But Li Wuniang said: "It's my heart to give you flower dew.
Don't refuse."
Li Wuniang and Rong Zheng talked about what words to write and where to use them.
The two of them stood under a camphor tree.
They discussed it for a long time, until Fucui came over and said with a smile: "Miss Rongsan, our uncle, please move here.
I have a few words to say to Miss Rongsan."
Li Wuniang pushed Rong Zheng and said with a smile: "I'm calling you, go quickly."
Rong Zheng's face turned red and she said angrily, "You're making fun of me too."
Li Wuniang smiled and said: "Why are you so coquettish?
If someone calls you, why don't you go quickly?"
Rong Zheng said: "You are so naughty, I will let Master Cui Qi take care of you later."
Li Wuniang was ashamed and ashamed: "Okay, why do you want to involve me?"
Rongzheng had no choice but to follow Fucui.
At this time of year, Tangli Study Room and Jinxiu Courtyard are completely two different scenes.
I saw only pear trees in the courtyard.
The branches are already full of green leaves, and the branches are also covered with finger-sized green fruits.
There was a red-headed colorful munia in the birdcage on the porch, lowering its head and arranging its feathers.
When the next little maid with short hair saw her coming, she quickly lifted up the black bamboo curtain for her and invited Rong Zheng in.
Rongzheng hesitated for a moment before stepping across the threshold.
But there was no one in the room.
Rong Zheng thought to himself: I asked her to come, but why didn't she see him?
Agarwood incense is burning in the local bronze Boshan furnace.
It can't help but make people feel relaxed and happy.
There she stood.
He glanced at the picture of a woman hanging on the wall, and soon moved his eyes to the shelves filled with books.
He even noticed a rose-colored diamond-shaped porcelain plate placed on a shelf.
This dish should be from Ru kiln, even though it is not big.
The value is huge.
At this moment, Rong Zheng wanted to take off the plate and play with it.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard a steady sound of footsteps coming from behind.
Mu Xuan walked out from the bookshelf at the back and saw Rong Zheng looking at the ancient bookshelf.
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"You're here" This scene made Rong Zheng feel like he had déjà vu.
She lowered her head slightly and blessed Mu Xuan.
Mu Xuan said, "We still need such courtesy between us."
Rong Zheng lowered his eyebrows and said, "We must not abandon the etiquette we should have."
Mu Xuan put her hands behind her back.
Standing under the painting, He Rongzheng said: "Back then, my mother was burning incense and playing the piano here.
My father was painting beside me.
That's how I got this painting."
Rong Zheng was slightly startled, but couldn't help but look up and take a closer look.
Although the Zhaojun in the painting was bright and moving, he couldn't hide the gloomy color between his eyebrows.
She knew it.
The man before her, like her, lost his biological mother when he was young.
It is inevitable to feel sympathy for a moment.
Mu Xuan looked at the painting for a while, then turned to Rong Zheng and said, "They have arrived in Anyang successfully."
"You are quite well informed.
I haven't heard from you at all."
Mu Xuan said: "After your father finds out about this, there will definitely be a storm in your family."
Rong Zheng thought.
Although she didn't say anything, he poured out all the information and said, "Storms are inevitable."
"There is someone with ulterior motives around you, and your father is in office, so it is difficult to take care of the family.
Who will protect you?"
Rongzheng had never expected that he would say this, and was slightly surprised.
She thought for a long time before saying, "I protect myself."
Mu Xuan suddenly felt sad in her heart and shook her head: "No, this is not the way.
Either you follow your father to Anyang, or you go to live with your grandfather's house, or" Mu Xuan paused and saw Rong Zheng's eyebrows far away.
Shan, his eyes cut through the water, continued: "How about I marry you?"
Rongzheng was frightened and frightened, her cheeks were red, and she lowered her head again and said hurriedly: "Father, didn't he reject this marriage?
Uncle Mu, what are you doing?"
Rongzheng swallowed these words hard.
Mu Xuan said with a smile: "This marriage is not dead.
Although your father has not agreed, he has not completely rejected it.
You really are very unhappy at home.
If I ask him to marry me again, maybe he will agree."
At least the people around me are simple and don’t have so many other thoughts.
Although I am not talented, I can at least protect you. " Rongzheng felt her chest pounding, her mind was already in a mess, and she didn't know how to think.
In her previous life, she married Liao Xian at the initiative of her parents.
The marriage was not happy, and ended in misery and sorrow.
If you start this life over again, people who have nothing to do with this previous life will end up in the end.
Mu Xuan ended up becoming a monk in her last life.
Why did she undergo such a big change in this life?
Is it related to her rebirth?
Rong Zheng asked herself silently in her heart.
It seemed hard to say whether she influenced him.
The two of them had nothing to do with each other before. , Rong Zheng couldn't remember what it was that connected the two.
Mu Xuan had already taken a few steps forward, held her hand, and whispered in her ear, "Okay?"
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Rongzheng's face was so red that she could bleed, and Xixiaogna said: "Since ancient times, marriage has been the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker.
I follow my father's wishes."
Mu Xuan solemnly said: "Of course I know this.
Don't worry, I will definitely work hard to make Master Rong reconsider this marriage, and I will work hard to be worthy of you."
Rong Zheng was shocked.
Later, when she returned to Jinxiu Courtyard from Tangli Study Room, Li Wuniang quietly pulled Rong Zheng aside and asked her, "What did Uncle Mu say to you?"
How could Rongzheng tell those words to Fifteen Niang?
Even to her best friend, she didn't want to say it, so she just talked about other things and talked perfunctorily.
After returning from Qixia Villa, Rong Zheng always felt in a trance.
Because of the misfortune in her previous life, she had a fear of marriage and was unwilling to remarry in this life, so she tried hard to avoid the nightmares of the Liao family and rejected her grandmother's wishes.
She no longer had any involvement with the Du family.
For the first time, she didn't know what to do with Mu Xuan. s: There is another update today: