Mrs. Xie Min smiled and said, "How can you know? When Lord Han was alive, he was extremely stingy and even afraid of lighting the lamps with too much lamp grass, let alone helping poor relatives in his family. However, Mrs. Han often took some money to buy sacrifice fields and build family ancestral halls. So when Lord Han died, no one in his family stood up for him."

Mrs. Hu Xin, who was over 60 years old, folded her hands together, chanted "Amitabha" and said, "This is also a reward for goodness."

Liu Jin's wife is the youngest, only twenty-seven or eight years old. She listened and laughed, "I remembered a joke."

Everyone's eyes fell on her.

She coughed and laughed, "One person married an old wife. When she was sitting in the hall, she met many wrinkles. Because she asked: How old are you? The woman answered: Forty-five and six. The husband asked: The marriage letter was thirty-eight, but in my opinion, it was more than forty-five and six. But she actually told me. The woman answered: It was fifty-four years old. The husband asked again and again, but his wife only said the same thing. After going to Chang, the husband had a plan and said: I want to get up and build a salt jar, otherwise he would be eaten by the rat. The woman said: It's funny, I lived to be sixty-eight years old, and I don't hear that rats would steal salt."

As soon as Mrs. Liu Jin finished speaking, several ladies, the maids and daughters-in-law in the room couldn't help laughing. Especially Mrs. Hu, tears came out of her eyes: "You kid, you speak a little."

"Mrs. I don't know anything," Xie Minfu laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe. "Mrs. Han is seven or eight years older than Chen Taoshang..."

"Oh, there's something like this!" Even Mrs. Qin Wei, who was sitting upright, became interested.

Seeing that everyone was listening, Liu Jin calmed down his breathing and said with a smile: "Not only that, she and Lord Han have been married for more than 20 years, and there is no child..."

Now, everyone was intrigued and talked about it in a slight manner.

Shen Muqing saw Zhu Ji tiptoeing in and blinking at her.

Shen Muqing said quietly in Li's ear: "Zhu Ji looks for me. I asked her to take care of the utensils on the mat - I want to go and take a look."

Li nodded gently.

Shen Muqing gently walked out of the open hall.

Zhu Ji immediately followed with cleverness.

Before she could stand firm, Shen Muqing said softly: "What's going on?"

Perhaps affected by her profession, she did not like her current sense of powerlessness that she was not sure about Li's condition. She had to master everything she could to ensure that her life would not be unrecognizable when the accident came. So she always wanted to ask Mr. Liu what was going on, but unfortunately she missed several times and did not have the opportunity to contact Mr. Liu alone. Thinking of this situation today, he might come and ask Zhu Ji to go to the front yard to inquire.

Zhu Ji nodded with a smile: "Mr. Liu was drinking tea in the water pavilion of the Ouxiangtang in the garden - Lord Lin, the priest of the Imperial College, is here."

"Let's go!" Shen Muqing felt that he could not wait for a moment and hurried forward.

Seeing the snow getting heavier outside the window, Zhu Ji hurried to the west wing and took Shen Muqing's cloak in his hand.

But when she came out, Shen Muqing was gone. She looked at Yingxiu and Bu Yue who were still standing beside her and said in confusion: "Who is following the girl?"

Yingxiu said nothing, Bu Yue said timidly: "No, no one follows you... We thought the girl was going out with you..."

Zhu Ji stomped his feet, complained softly, "Yingfen, look at the good girl you taught", and then ran to Ouxiangtang.

*******

Salvia miltiorrhiza, Angelica sinensis, angelica, chariot, albicans... A few words rotated like a lantern in Shen Muqing's mind. The green leaves, dazzling white snow, vermilion railings, and blue-green eaves all fell backwards in the cold air that was coming...

She hurried into the garden, and a familiar servant saluted her: "Why did the girl come here? But who did she look for?"

Chen Muqing was worried that no one would go to find Mr. Liu - whether she herself or the people in her room were all girls, why did she get into the garden?

The servant was also very clever. Seeing Chen Muqing's face showing a hurried look, he hurriedly said, "Miss, why not go to Nuanyuting next to you, etc. If you have any, you will leave it to me to do it."

Chen Muqing's eyes fell on the octagonal pavilion covered with green glass and gray pillars and glass doors hidden among the pine and cypress. There is a floor kang under the pavilion. Sometimes the floor kang will be burned up, and the pavilion will be as warm as spring. When winter comes, Chen Jin will entertain friends here, drink and enjoy the snow.

"Is there no one in the pavilion?" Chen Muqing said.

The servant smiled and said, "Previously, Mr. Liu from the Hanlin Academy and several adults from the Ministry of Rites were having tea here. Later, I heard that Mr. Wang came, so everyone went to Jiusizhai together."

"Old Wang Ge Lao? Wang Shengyun?" Chen Muqing was quite surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's Lord Wang!" the servant nodded, "I've cleaned up the place just now, very clean."

Chen Muqing nodded slightly and entered Nuanyu Pavilion.

Sure enough, the inside was cleaned, and a small golden mud incense burner was lit at the corner of the pavilion, which was filled with the fragrance of mugwort.

"What's your name?" Chen Muqing sat on Rose Qi by the pavilion window and asked the servant with a smile.

The servant's face turned slightly red and he murmured: "The little one is called Fenix."

"Please trouble you, Einxiang." Chen Muqing said politely, "He helped me quietly call Mr. Liu, who often treats his wife in the Imperial Hospital."

Fennel hurriedly bowed and left in response.

*******

The room was as warm as spring, but when Mr. Liu stepped in, he felt sweat on his back. He subconsciously took off his warm ears and felt something was wrong in front of a little girl who was waiting to be a boudoir. But immediately put it on, but he seemed a little helpless and lost the calmness of his elders. Therefore, it was not right to wear it, nor was it not to wear it. He held it in his hand, and there was an embarrassing look that he himself didn't know: "I don't know what's wrong with a girl looking for me?"

Chen Muqing smiled and pointed to the Nanmu Rose Chair in front of him: "Mr. Liu, let's sit here and talk - maybe, I'll have to recite the medicine later, and you can listen!" As he said that, he smiled with a pointing smile.

A layer of thin sweat broke out on Mr. Liu's forehead. I don't know if Chen Muqing's words made him feel a little worried or because the weather in the house was too hot.

He was chosen to entertain guests in the garden, so he naturally had some inspiration. Fenxiang immediately felt the unusual atmosphere in the room. He secretly blew back and forth on Shen Muqing and Mr. Liu, and then carefully placed the soaked Xinyang Maojian on the coffee table next to Mr. Liu.

Chen Muqing made another "please" gesture to Mr. Liu, but turned to Huixiang and said, "Go outside and watch. If someone comes, please block us."

Fenix ​​left obediently and helped them take the door of Nuanyuting.

Mr. Liu's smile was a little bit reluctant, but he sat on the rose chair as he said, holding the teacup in his hand, without drinking it. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Chen Muqing didn't speak, but just sat there quietly with a smile on his lips.

After a long time, Mr. Liu breathed a long sigh as if he had taken off a heavy burden and whispered: "I know this is not good, but this is Lord Shen's idea. He said he didn't want the people at home to worry."

Chen Muqing felt a palpitation and said in a hurry: "Well, how many days will there be?" His tone was full of hope.

Mr. Liu looked at her silently, but his eyes were filled with sympathy.

Chen Muqing's bright eyes gradually dimmed. She pursed her lips and said relentlessly: "How good days will there be for my wife?"

Mr. Liu was silent for a long time and said, "For the most, there are half a year, and for the least, there are two months."

Two months...two months...

Chen Muqing's mind was confused.

Maybe it's not until the New Year... Chen Zhen has just been promoted to the chief assistant...

She only felt her eyes wet, and the world was blurred in her eyes. She heard her voice and said hard: "Master knows it too!"

"Yes!" Mr. Liu's voice was as far away as the morning bell, and so dull as it was.

"Mr. Liu, thank you for telling me the truth!" Chen Muqing closed his eyes, not expecting the wetness and unscrupulousness in his eyes to fall down: "It's noon, and the food in the flower hall outside is about to start. Fennel, Fennel, please wait for Mr. Liu to come!"

The fragments of being with Li over the years passed through her mind one by one, making her heart thorny and unable to do so.

"Miss, don't be too sad!" Mr. Liu comforted her with emotion, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal..."

Yes, everyone understands the truth, but when it really falls on you, how many people can still figure it out like this... Just two months ago, she persuaded Li like this!

The more Chen Muqing thought about it, the sadder he became.

No wonder she was urged so strictly to learn from the female red...

She held back her tears and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, you have delayed. Don't mention this to the master, so as not to worry."

Mr. Liu looked at the face in front of him that was crying but smiling, shook his head gently, and responded, "Don't worry, girl."

Seeing this, Eixi, who heard the shouting, helped Mr. Liu uncover the curtain. After Mr. Liu went out, he ran to Chen Mu Qingsheng and said, "Girl, Sister Zhuji in your room has gone to Ouxiangtang." Then he ran out of the Nuanyu Pavilion and served Mr. Liu to the flower hall.

*******

The snow was still falling from the ground, and the waterfronts and towers of Shen Family Garden were covered with thick layers of jade chips, which was so cold that it made people feel cool.

Chen Muqing stepped on the flawless snow, listening to the creaking sounds under her feet, and was in a daze.

Suddenly she came to this world, she did not cry because of the comfort of Li; she became an ignorant child, she did not cry because of the protection of Li; she tried hard to adapt to the new life, she did not cry because of the teaching of Li... But this time, the tears that she had been holding back could not be stopped...

She was waving in tears on the intestine path hidden by snow, and a faint laughter came from her ears.

Even this sadness is not the time...

(It snowed heavily, the internet at home was cut off, and I was rushing to post in the unit... I was sweating... If there were many typos, please leave a message in the comment area... and then... Please support the sisters who still have the votes in their hands, thank you!)
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