Kunning

The two women couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when they saw the man woke up. Only then did they feel that they were sweating profusely in this cool weather, so they couldn't help but raised their sleeves to wipe their foreheads.

But no one expected that You Fangyin, who had just woken up, suddenly had a ruthless look in his eyes.

She struggled to break free from the two of them, and shouted loudly: "Help, help—"

The women were startled, and quickly reached out to cover her mouth: "What are you yelling?!"

But it is too late.

Although You Fangyin is weak now, these two voices seem to use all the strength of his whole body to shout, echoing in this empty and quiet place.

Although the surroundings were quiet, there were also maids who took a shortcut passing by.

Hearing this voice, she leaned over and saw that You Fangyin was dripping wet and paralyzed on the ground. She misunderstood for a while, and before the women could say anything to stop her, she screamed loudly: "It's not good, it's not good, someone fell into the water Already!"

Those women almost turned their faces green with anger.

At this moment, the chrysanthemum appreciation has already started in the garden outside, and it is not far from here. After a while, a large group of people came here, including maids from the mansion and guests who came to the banquet today.

Yan Linben was talking to Shen Jie, but he didn't care when he heard someone fell into the water.

But after inquiring, it was said that a girl had fallen into the lotus pond, and when she recalled Jiang Xuening's direction, she was startled, and she was so flustered that she didn't have time to ask clearly, so she went to see it with other people.

Fortunately, when he came, he was at the end of the lotus pond with everyone, and he was relieved to see Jiang Xuening standing upright by the lotus pond.

After thinking about it, I feel that if I care about it, it will be chaotic.

But the next moment he became suspicious again.

The cry earlier had almost exhausted all of You Fangyin's strength, and she flung herself on the ground within two steps.

Because of falling into the water earlier, the clothes and skirts were all soaked, and now they are all stuck to the body.

Many people under the corridor in the pavilion on the opposite side were looking this way, pointing and whispering.

Jiang Xuening's thoughts flew away for a while, but when she came back to her senses, she could understand the reason for You Fangyin's actions—

If you don't make things big, how can you know what will happen in the future?

Even if he was killed secretly for nothing, he didn't know it.

Everyone has been saved.

It's too late to regret it.

Today, she was wearing a moon-white dress with a gown embroidered all over with gold, so she took it off and let You Fangyin put it on her body lightly. Then she turned a blank face and turned to Chi The bustling crowd on the opposite side said: "What are you doing around? Have you never seen a mother punishing a girl or a slave bullying a master?"

Wow!

When this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

The three rough envoys who stood beside her opened their eyes wide and looked at Jiang Xuening as if they had seen a ghost.

Even You Fangyin was stunned.

That still had a slightly warm gown on her body, and the young girl in front of her, after taking off the loose beige, was only wearing a moon-white long skirt, hanging around her waist. The space was closed, and he stood tall and straight, with a little coldness in his brows.

As beautiful as a plum in snow, as cold as a moon in a cold pool.

Even the best words used to describe a beauty in the dramas she heard could not describe her in case.

In an instant, even the tip of her nose became sore, and big tears rolled down her eyes one after another, but she was clumsy, she couldn't say a word "thank you", she only knew how to look, and couldn't look away.

Yan Lin, who was standing opposite the pool, knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. His eyes flicked across Jiang Xuening's thin and slender figure, and then he looked at the princes of aristocratic families standing beside him. He felt that what they were looking at was not that " The girl who fell into the water" clearly saw her Ning Ning.

His brow furrowed deeply.

Yan Lin lowered his face, and immediately said: "That's right, a girl's house fell into the water, what does a group of old men look like? Hurry up, hurry up."

In any case, this is after all a matter in the inner house of the Qingyuan uncle's mansion, and the identity of the girl who fell into the water is unknown, so it is really not easy to stay.

Although everyone felt a little dissatisfied after hearing Yan Lin's words, they still muttered.

Only Yan Lin was a few steps behind.

Shen Jie looked at him.

But he thought about it, and took off his robe directly, handed it to Qing Feng who was following him, and said impatiently: "Let her go, the cold weather is a girl who doesn't know her background, Don't freeze yourself."

Qingfeng said in his heart that if you gave the clothes to Miss Jiang, she might not dare to wear them, but after all, you are your master, and you know his temperament, so you don't dare to talk too much at a time like this, so you embroidered this one with exquisite workmanship. He took off his outer robe and went to the opposite side of the lotus pond.

When he arrived, he handed out the clothes.

But Tang'er turned to look at Jiang Xuening, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

Qingfeng sighed deeply in his heart, and only said in a low voice: "If the second girl doesn't pick it up, the younger one will take it back later, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain..."

Jiang Xuening looked back at him before saying to Tang'er: "Go on."

Qing Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Miss Er, for your pity."

Tang'er put the sky-blue robe on her arms, Qing Feng bowed to Jiang Xuening and stepped back.

The onlookers dispersed.

Only the servants of the Qingyuan uncle's mansion are left nearby.

Jiang Xuening saw that You Fangyin was drenched all over, the wind was strong outside, and people shivered when it blew, and his whole face was pale, so he looked at the three women, and said: "Although the matter of your uncle's residence It's not easy for outsiders to talk about it, but with such a heavy hand, if you really killed someone, wouldn't you be afraid of losing your virtue?"

The three women heard Jiang Xuening, an outsider, babbling nonsense about "the woman punishes the girl, and the slave bullies the master". I'm glad they didn't go up to scold Jiang Xuening impulsively, otherwise they would offend someone who shouldn't be offended, and they wouldn't be able to go back and forth.

Listening to Jiang Xuening's training them now, all of them lowered their heads and laughed, not daring to reply.

Jiang Xuening didn't want to meddle too much in the affairs of the Qingyuan uncle's mansion, so she just said: "Send him back to the room first."

"Yes Yes."

The other masters in the mansion may not know the news here, so they will come later. The actions of the three wives were all witnessed by Jiang Xuening. They were both guilty and afraid, so they hurriedly responded and stepped forward to call You Fangyin Helped, go to the direction of the northeast cross courtyard.

Jiang Xuening hesitated for a moment, but followed.

Tang'er looked behind in a daze.

However, Jiang Xuening also had a hard time describing what he was thinking at this moment: save people to the end, send Buddha to the West? No, she is not such a kind person. Waiting for a miracle to happen? There are enough miracles that have happened to her, rebirth is just one, God will not be so kind to her.

Maybe, just simply want to take a look at it.

Look at where You Fangyin lived before.

Kuayuan is the place where concubines and concubines who have no status and are not favored in the mansion live. The Kuayuan in Qingyuan Bo’s Mansion is really not that good. good.

After entering the door, the decoration should be very simple.

The beds, wooden screens, tables and chairs, and the sewing baskets on the kang table still have unfinished sewing work, but the surroundings look clean and tidy.

There was only a little girl in the room who had just grown her hair. I don't know if she was serving You Fangyin. Seeing so many people coming in, she was so frightened that she didn't even know how to move her hands and feet.

It was the headed woman who scolded before she knew how to serve tea and handkerchiefs.

Jiang Xuening glanced at her and didn't speak, but couldn't help but look around the room.

But after all, You Fangyin never came.

In this room, there are neither idle books, nor rich silks, nor fashionable gadgets, nor Western clocks...

The illusory feeling she felt when she saved someone just now finally gradually dissipated, sank down again, and became real, not allowing her to have any more hopes and fantasies.

It was also the first time that she really turned her eyes to look at You Fangyin in this life.

Due to the presence of outsiders, it was difficult for her to go down and change clothes, or maybe she was panicked, so she carefully took off the clothes that Jiang Xuening had put on her before, and asked the little girl to wrap a thin quilt around her body , looking at her with a green face.

The facial features can only be considered delicate.

Willow eyebrows, apricot eyes and cherry lips, originally good-looking, but there is a lack of air between the eyebrows and eyes, like a wooden figure carved by an inexperienced craftsman on the street, dull and rigid.

A tear mole under the corner of the left eye.

This is what the old people often talk about.

She tried in vain to find a trace of another You Fangyin's shadow from this face, but after looking at it, she realized: there is no more, really there is no more. There is no more You Fangyin from the previous life...

You Fangyin had never seen such a look in his eyes.

The noble man who saved her seemed to want to see another person from her.

There is a bit of mourning like weeping, like accepting the reality, but breaking the dream.

She couldn't help clenching her fingers, thinking she should say something, but she opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xuening stood there for a long while, blinked, and said to the women who were at a loss, "Go out."

The wives looked at each other.

They were puzzled, but they didn't dare to refute; even though they didn't understand the situation with the little girl, they didn't dare to stay longer, and they all retreated together.

Only Jiang Xuening and You Fangyin were left in the room.

You Fangyin finally opened his mouth slowly: "Thank you, thank you for saving your life..."

Jiang Xuening, however, stared at her, raised her finger, and lightly stroked the face that she should be very familiar with, but felt unfamiliar now, brushed away a strand of hair from her cheek, and said dreamily: "Thank you!" Yes. In order to save you, I gave up the greatest support in my life..."

You Fangyin was stunned.

Only then did Jiang Xuening laugh at herself, and said to her: "I think you don't want to die. Now you have gone to the Palace of the King of Hell, so what is there to be afraid of in the future? Let's go on like this, no matter what. Only by living as a human being can we not disgrace this skin."

Obviously this is her body, she shouldn't say such biased words.

But how can I suppress the loss in my heart?

She considers herself an ordinary person.

You Fangyin probably didn't understand what she was talking about, but just looked at her with those big eyes.

The more Jiang Xuening looked at it, the more disappointed she became.

It's too far away.

She originally wanted to say a lot, but suddenly couldn't speak. There are thousands of things hidden in my heart, and I don't know where to talk, so they all fell back into my stomach for a while.

"Tang'er." Jiang Xuening thought for a while, and called Tang'er to come in, "Have you brought any money? Give it to me."

Tang'er took out a purse, stuffed with some silver bills, three hundred taels, five ten taels, and some silver coins.

This is for the girl to go shopping on the way home.

She glanced at Jiang Xuening, hesitated for a moment, and handed it out anyway.

Jiang Xuening opened it and took a look, then put it on the table, and said: "You and I are also destined, you take this money, and later pack a good coffin for your aunt, so that she can be buried. As for the rest, keep it for yourself , live a good life."

You Fangyin didn't know how she knew about her aunt, her eyes turned red and she burst into tears.

It's just that the crying is silent.

Like a fish on the shore, it opened its mouth wide and made no sound, but it made people feel more heart-piercing.

She dared not cry after all.

Zuo is just an aunt who died in the mansion, or she hanged herself...

Jiang Xuening only felt that the place was oppressive, and she couldn't say a word to this You Fangyin. After sitting for a while, she got up and walked outside.

He just walked to the door and stopped again.

She supported the door frame with one hand, looked back at her, and said indifferently: "Three days later in the morning, there will be a businessman named Xu Wenyi selling a batch of raw silk outside the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Guild Hall in Dongshi. Go talk about the price and buy some, and you can get three times the price in half a month. If you save some, it should be enough for you for a while."

Back then, You Fangyin's first pot of gold came not easily, even the money was usury borrowed from outside. It's just that she dared to break through, dare to think and dare to do it, so she made money. This You Fangyin is like an elm bump, with a cowardly temperament, shallow knowledge, and his brain doesn't seem to be able to turn around. Even she couldn't learn You Fangyin's means and vision in the previous life, so how can this You Fangyin catch up with it?

Jiang Xuening gave such pointers, but she did nothing wrong.

She didn't think she could do anything.

After saying that, he turned his eyebrows together, called Shang Tang'er, and left from the courtyard.

You Fangyin was the only one in the room, looking at her receding back with blurred eyes of tears, then lowered her head, looked at the purse in her palm, and slowly clenched it tightly.