Chapter 57

"Come on, eat more fruit."

Ten Niang Zi stretched out her hand and pushed the dish with four plums to Ling Miaomiao's eyes. She squinted at her with a sweet voice.

Plums are large and plump, with white frost hanging on their black skin. The four sides of the table are covered with delicate dishes, including black grapes, peaches and red persimmons. They are all the freshest, even without a scar.

The glaze color of the teaware is very bright. The cup is painted with bamboo leaves. The tea is clear and full of fragrance. Compared with Taicang Prefecture, everything is better.

On the way here, the leading group went all the way and secretly exclaimed. Li Zhun's family moved to jingyangpo deserted village, and made great efforts to rectify it, so that it did not see the decline before. Small houses were hidden in green mountains and rivers, and few outsiders came. There was a 10% interest in seclusion.

Li Zhun's house is built on the South China's Daiwa white wall, with lush trees behind it, which is thick and elegant. After climbing up the stairs and opening the door, the long tailed finch perched in the patio flew up to the sky. The fragrance of flowers came to the face, rose, hibiscus, Begonia, pink and red flowers, bees and butterflies. The little boy who was watering the flowers saw someone, quickly put down the pot and ran into the inner room. The moisture in the flower bed reflected the colorful halo.

Sunlight through the low wall, through the mottled tall trees, fell on the bluestone bricks in the patio, bright spots.

Birds sing and flowers smell. Life is really full of vitality when it is like this.

Sitting in the main hall, the ten maidens and a few servant girls were busy together, helping Liu Fu to add water to her clothes, handing muyao a square towel, turning around, and giving Ling Miaomiao a yellow pear on her hand, blinking slowly: "sweet, taste it."

Her fingers were long and white, and she was very beautiful. Except for her funny face, she looked like a gentle and capable housewife everywhere.

"Thank you." Ling Miaomiao takes it with a smile, turns his head and excitedly shows the pear on his hand to Musheng, "ah, you..."

Just said a word, the pear all of a sudden to his hand.

Mu Sheng dropped his eyes and casually felt a small * shielded keyword * in his arms. He took off the sheath with one hand and cut off the flesh with a few clicks. What came back to Ling Miaomiao's hand was a vivid rabbit, "here."

Ling Miaomiao stared at the rabbit pear in silence and asked: "I asked if you want to eat it. Why do you cut it like this?"

“……”

There is no one who has cultivated tacit understanding like this.

There was a low laugh. Miaomiao looked back. Muyao, liufuyi and shiniangzi all looked at them and laughed, as if two children were fighting in the mud, which greatly pleased the onlookers.

Mu Sheng's black and moist eyes looked at her, then stared at the pear and pursed her lips tightly, as if she was angry again.

"You are so good. Pears can be carved." Ling Miaomiao glared at his face, laughed, and bit the pear with a few clicks. He was so juicy that he couldn't help exclaiming, "how sweet

She used to lick her lips. The lips were soft and pink. After a long time, she turned her head to look out of the window.

Ten Niang Zi smile happily, handed a handkerchief in the past, like a kind neighbor sister, look at her eyes full of love: "and persimmon, our own race, also very sweet."

Li Zhun sat in the seat, holding his face like a child, looking at the round face of the ten women with great interest, and her smile, even ignoring the guests.

Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao saw the deep love in their eyes and could not help looking at each other in surprise.

Yes, Li Zhun's love for his wife is so overwhelming that outsiders can see it at a glance. Wherever he went, he would take the ten ladies. They either held each other's fingers or walked side by side. After crossing the threshold for hundreds of times, he would hold his wife's arm and ask, "slow down, be careful."

He always looked at her like a teenager in love, with curiosity and endless attachment.

Li Zhun is a promising businessman with a rich family. He was also born into a romantic family. However, he didn't have an outside room to fill in the house. He only favored ten ladies. These ten ladies are not so talented. They even look strange. Any servant girl is more agreeable than her

Mu Yao and Liu Fuyi look at each other, which contains infinite doubt and speculation.

"When did brother Li move to jingyangpo?" Liu Fuyi drinks tea, interrupting Li Zhun's attentive gaze.

"Oh, you're welcome, brother Liu." Li Zhun returned to his senses and said with a smile, "four years ago, my little girl was very ill. Li wanted to make a diagnosis for her. Fortunately, she met ten women."

Li Zhun's eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. He looked at her with pride and tenderness. "She not only healed her, but also suggested that we move here for her convalescence. We moved in the next spring. "

The leading group was silent for a moment.

Mu Yao's complexion is complicated: "I can't see that your wife is still a doctor?"

It's good to have beautiful scenery on Jingyang slope, but there was a plague here, which killed thousands of people. The village had been abandoned for a long time. The villagers outside always heard the wind inside. Even the firewood collectors had to make a detour.Which serious doctor would advise patients to move to this natural cemetery to recuperate?

Ten Niang son a Zheng, some embarrassed ground lowered a head to smile: "dare not falsely call a doctor, slightly pass the technique of Qi Huang just."

Liu Fuyi nodded and asked, "brother Li has a daughter?"

Just now, the whole family came out to meet her. I didn't see a girl of that size. I thought Li Zhun and ten ladies had nothing to do with each other.

"Yes, my little girl's name is ChuChu. She was born in Yuan Dynasty." Mentioning his daughter, Li Zhun's face was filled with a warm smile, and even his tone was more gentle. "He just turned five this year."

Before the words came out, the nurse in brown clothes came in with a child in a bun. He happily pointed to the past: "look, talk about Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive."

He stood up and went to the nursing mother, patted the little girl gently, nodded her little face and teased her, "isn't it, ChuChu?"

The little girl's hair is also a little sparse and yellow. The ends of her hair naturally curl and stick on her forehead. She has a pair of smart black eyes on her white face. Her nose is small, and her lips are slightly purple, almost like a fragile doll.

ChuChu was afraid of strangers. Looking at his father's fingers, he just had a smile in his eyes. He saw a stranger sitting in the hall and buried his head shyly in his mother's arms.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, she knew that she must be a stepmother. Li zhunyuan, as expected, is a great beauty.

Father and daughter have the same beauty, which makes the ten women with big face and wide eye distance more and more incompatible.

However, the three members of the family were surprisingly close. The nursing mother stretched out her hand and put her little arm into the arms of the ten women. She sat down on her lap and focused on playing with the cloth buttons on her gold collar.

"Today, miss is very good. She drank two bowls of medicine and didn't cry." The nurse told me with a smile on her face.

Suddenly hearing her name, she put her face in the arms of the ten women. The ten women put out her slender hand and patted her behind her. Her sweet voice was exaggerated, as if singing: "really, are you so good?"

The little girl arched in her arms as if nodding in embarrassment.

Li Zhun was in a good mood. He gave up his mother and took a sip of tea with emotion: "brother Liu, I don't know. It's Li's greatest blessing to see ChuChu grow up so big safely. Let alone move, even if it's to let me lose my family wealth, I'll enjoy it. "

Liu Fu clothes body forward, very concerned: "I do not know what is the disease that makes Qianjin?"

"Asthma, like her mother." Li Zhun looked pitifully at ChuChu's sparse hair, and his eyes were filled with sadness. "My hairy wife, Fang Shi, was suffering from this disease. When she was born ChuChu, she was unfortunately ill and died..."

"I only have this blood with Fang. I just want to take care of her and grow up safely, so as to comfort Fang's spirit in heaven."

Asthma, that is, heart problems, is inherited from the mother. No wonder the child is young, but his lips are unhealthy purplish red.

Mu Yao was surprised: "asthma can also be cured..."

"Come on, ChuChu, go back to sleep." Ten Niang Zi suddenly picked up some sleepy girls and went to the inner room. She nodded apologetically to all the people. "I can't say that I'm cured, just a little controlled. ChuChu is weaker than other children and needs to sleep a few more hours. "

Everyone nodded, watching her bright skirt slowly disappear in the field of vision, for a time with each mind.

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when Pei Yun comes back to the palace, the tea is cold, and the eyes of Duanyang emperor Ji are red. She is sulking at the pillar.

"Diji..." She squatted down and picked up the scattered debris on the ground.

Obviously, in the previous conversation, brother and sister broke up in a bad mood.

"Are you here to persuade me, too?" Diji turned her face and looked aggrieved and resentful. "Do you feel like my brother that I should marry those princes and nobles, even if they are all wine bags and rice bags, as long as they have power and position, they can be the son-in-law?"

Pei Yun took a pause and looked up at her: "Diji, you are the most precious daughter of China and deserve the best person."

Duanyang's face sank: "you still stand on the side of the emperor brother..."

"Diji." Pei Yun's soft eyes were shining with two flame like lights. "How to judge the best people, there is no constant standard in the world. It should be you who set the standard."

She stood up, step by step close to the Dragon Boat Festival, hands on her shoulders, "you like, is the best."

Duanyang looked at her eyes, suddenly felt that today's Peiyun seems to be different from the usual docile appearance.

Her eyes a heat: "you also think that I should pursue their own happiness, right?"

"Yes, Diji." Pei Yun's amber eyes reflected Duanyang's face, "life is alive, life is so short, don't leave yourself regret. If you can't get your own happiness, how can we

"Pei Yun..." The Dragon Boat Festival made her say it with enthusiasm. She reached out to hold her hand, as if she had suddenly gained a solid ally. "Then you say, how can I keep brother Liu?"Pei Yun squatted down and looked into her eyes softly: "the reason why your majesty opposes it is because Fang Shi Liu is adrift? As long as he doesn't wander and become a alchemist, he can stay with Diji forever. "

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