Nanbao Yi bowed his head and stroked the plain white middle coat with a sweet smile: "he doesn't know. I really want to tell him immediately..."
Wei Chi lowered his eyes, and his eyelash shadow outlined the gloom on his beautiful face.
He quickly took away his superfluous emotions, looked at the small pavilion, and closed the flower window for nanbaoyi: "the south of the Yangtze River is wet and cold, and the island in the middle of the lake is even colder than other places. I'm afraid my sister can't bear it. Tomorrow I will report to my father and take you to my yard
Nanbaoyi was slightly shocked: "but --"
"I know that my sister is worried about not being able to give and receive between men and women." Wei Chi smiles calmly, and his deep brows and eyes are relaxed. He is the naughty young man who left home thousands of miles in Chang'an city.
He added some charcoal to the stove: "but my sister is pregnant now, and she fell down here, and she has no one to look after. I choose two servant girls for my sister and ask a steady woman to wait on me. The first child must be careful, or it will be troublesome to leave the disease. My aunt left the root of her illness when she gave birth to me. Now... "
He lowered his eyebrows, poked the red charcoal with tongs, and did not continue.
Nanbaoyi looks at him.
The charcoal fire brightened his face.
He is handsome in outline, and his peach blossom eyes are glimmering, with a little tenderness and a lot of pain, which is between the young and the man.
Nanbaoyi said seriously, "weichi, thank you. In fact, I also want to leave here. It's my first time to have a baby. I don't understand a lot of things. When the baby kicks in the stomach, I'm nervous. With a maid and a steady woman around me, I'm not so afraid. "
She poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to weichi: "by the way, when you left Chang'an, you said you were going to go home to take care of her sick mother. How is your aunt doing now?"
Weichi took over the tea cup: "it's better in summer and autumn. Since winter, I've been bedridden. Now, maybe he's dead
He blew the tea soup, worried.
……
Not two days after Wei Chi left, nanbaoyi was released from the island in the middle of the lake.
She was led into a clean and quiet yard by Wei Chi.
The living rooms have been arranged properly. The Huali wood furniture in Yishui Er is exquisite and elegant. The wardrobe is full of the clothes and skirts popular in the south of the Yangtze River this winter. Rouge water powder and Pearl hairpin jewelry are also prepared on the dressing table.
Wei Chi scratched his head: "although the mansion is rich and noble, I don't have much money on hand. I can only afford it for the time being I've never taken care of a little girl. I don't know if my sister likes it or not If you don't like it, I'll save enough money to buy you something you like
Nanbao Yi touched those Rouge powder.
Luozidai from the western regions and pearl powder from the East China Sea are quite expensive.
"Thank you," she said from the bottom of her heart
Somehow, after rubbing Wei Chi's advantage, she went to visit his aunt according to etiquette.
The maid opened the felt curtain.
The room was rather dark, and there was a strong smell of bitter medicine.
Turning into the inner room, nanbaoyi noticed that weichi stopped for a moment outside the Dongyue gate, and then stepped in with light steps.
The curtain is high.
The middle-aged woman sitting on the couch was suffering from severe illness. She was already bony, but she was holding a needle and thread and was still doing embroidery.
Seeing them come in, her sunken eyes burst into brilliance. She quickly put down her needle and thread, took weichi's hand, and touched his cuff: "it's freezing. How can you be so thin? I made you a cotton robe just two days ago and asked the maid to send it to you. Why don't you wear it? "
Wei Chi sat by the couch in silence and tucked in the bedding for the woman.
The woman noticed nanbaoyi and was more happy: "Beichen, who is this girl? Why don't you introduce your aunt? "
Wei Chi's voice was light: "visitors from the north, people from empress Shen."
Nanbao Yi was a little lucky.
The woman was stunned.
When she noticed that nanbaoyi was pregnant, the joy on her face turned into embarrassment and said in a soft voice, "I thought she was you..."
She straightened the collar for weichi and turned to the topic with a smile: "I made you a few midcoats, all of which are made of good materials. You can take them back and wear them."
"It's not that there is no maid. Why should my aunt do it herself?"
"Originally, I was born as an embroiderer. In my life, I can only do some needlework." The woman gently pursed his broken hair on the temples and looked at nanbaoyi with a smile, "it's hard for Beichen to come to see me. At noon, you two stay and have dinner with me, OK?"
Women are very ill.
Weichi is not very willing to see her.
Nanbaoyi occasionally accompanies her and asks her how to make clothes and tiger shoes for her little baby. When the winter sun is warm under the west window and the woman's spirit is good, she feels that the other side looks like empress Shen.
The woman put a little pearl on the tiger's head shoes and pulled up a wisp of broken hair. She said in a warm voice, "Miss Nan always looks at me, but because I look like that empress?"
Nan Baoyi nodded: "two points like."
The woman put the little pearl into the wool: "with the blessing of these two points, I became the concubine of the master. It is said that the reason why the lady came to the mansion was because she looked like the empress. The wife died when she was young, and the master hasn't married all these years. Outsiders say it's because the master is unforgettable for his wife, but I know that my wife and I are just substitutes for the empress. "Nanbao Yi learned from her and picked a small pearl from her dowry, but she could not get any wool.
She held the Pearl and raised Danfeng's eyes curiously: "how did empress empress and Lord Wei Chi know each other?"
……
The eaves of the old house are black and blue, and there is thin snow in the deserted garden.
Occasionally, birds fly by, trying to peck at the string of red flowers in the snow.
Shen Jiang sits in the porch.
She is elegant and dignified, but her eyebrows and eyes are too gorgeous, like a blooming peony that can burn people's hearts.
She was staring at the peach blossom tree not far away.
Hundreds of years old peach trees have strong and strong branches. In winter, the branches are bare. A thin layer of snow falls on the top of the branches. When the pressure is heavy, the dark branches will make a crisp sound and break in the snow.
The white snow blurred the sight.
Vaguely, she saw the spring blossoms of that year.
She met Zhao Nu, who was good at playing the piano in Jiangnan. However, she disagreed with him because of her marriage. She ran to the street alone to provoke men to be jealous, but she forgot that this was not Chang'an.
Her bad luck, attracted to Wei Chi family's legitimate eldest son Wei Chi Qing Huan head.
Because his appearance was too prosperous, he was taken away by the other party because he could not be provoked. Instead, he was imprisoned in this remote garden. He even came to her every day.
Or in front of the window, or under the peach blossom tree.
Those 17 days and nights were the longest time in her life.
She remembered what it was like to have her hairpin in disorder, her train rolled up to her waist, and her bare thin back against the trunk of peach blossom.
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