Chapter 35

Jiang Xuehui quietly looked at her, a pair of black eyes seemed to hide some sigh, after a long time just said: "you have been waiting for me to ask, right?"

But Jiang Xuening didn't hear it. Instead, she directly told her maid in the room, "mei'er, why don't you go and bring me a cup of tea? It's a long story, but you have to speak slowly. "

Meier was too angry to speak.

However, Jiang Xuehui said: "go to the end."

Mei'er was stunned and called out, "big girl!"

Jiang Xuehui ignored.

Mei'er takes a breath, gouges out Jiang Xuehui, and then turns to serve tea.

Jiang Xuening then smiles: "elder sister is really good tempered."

Jiang Xuehui only said: "after all, losing your temper can't let you go out from me. There is no difference between a good temper and a bad temper. "

This is what Jiang Xuehui can say.

She was like that in the last life.

Being bullied by her, but still able to remain dignified and decent, as if nothing is enough to make her angry. But if people live in the world, if they don't even have a temper, they don't really look like real people.

Jiang Xuening listened to her words and just walked around her house to see the delicate beech babble bed, the carved lotus dowry, and the clothes that had just been smoked

She also has these things.

But Jiang Xuehui's is given by Meng, and her is from her own fight.

"You really don't look like wanniang's daughter at all." Jiang Xuening gently picked up a string of red agate bracelets she put on her dowry. "Wan Niang is a very good tempered person since I can remember. At that time, we lived in Chuang Tzu village in the countryside. Because we were driven out by the government, many people bullied us and said some gossip. I was scared. But she would come out of the house and stand under the eaves, laughing and scolding

Jiang Xuehui closed her eyes slightly.

But Jiang Xuening's voice has been ringing in his ears: "can't you believe it? Even in that kind of poverty, she always dressed herself up pretty, even with the worst powder. She can calculate accounts, read books, recite poems and curse people. She doesn't talk to those village women because she never regards herself as the same person as them. Don't even let me play with her. She told me that I was not the child of a rural woman and villager in the countryside. I was different from other people. At that time, wanniang was the most different, beautiful and powerful woman I could see... "

Jiang Xuehui has always lived in this prosperous capital.

She had never seen the life in the countryside, and could not imagine how vulgar the peasant women were, and could not imagine what it was like for a woman to stand under the eaves laughing and scolding

Beautiful clothes, delicious food, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

That's what she's familiar with.

And all that Jiang Xuening tells is strange to her.

"When I was a child, I played in the yard, catching dragonflies and folding peach blossoms. Sometimes wanniang would sit on the steps under the eaves and look at me. Sometimes she would stand behind the small window and look at me. At that time, I only felt that wanniang's posture and appearance were really good-looking. Only when she was a little bigger, could I feel that her eyes were actually very different. She was always in a trance, as if she thought of something else. "

Speaking of this, Jiang Xuening's voice suddenly became a bit ironic, and pulled out a smile in the corner of her lips, as if this can put down a kind of faint astringency in her heart.

"Others say that wanniang is the concubine of a rich family, while I am the common daughter of a rich family. In a word, it's from a big family. I thought that wanniang might want to go back to the capital. So one day, when wanniang looked at me like this again, I ran in, took her by the hand and said, it doesn't matter if she doesn't go back to the capital. One day, I will take her back and buy her the best rouge and clothes so that others can't bully us any more. "

Clearly she is reborn, this memory for her is really a long time ago, she thought she had almost forgotten.

But when it comes to it, I remember it.

Jiang Xuening even remembers that wanniang wore a three lock bun that day and hung an old red coral eardrop on her soft earlobe

"She looked back at me as if moved. I'm glad. But then, her eyes changed and pushed me away. Do you know what wanniang said to me? " Jiang Xuening put Jiang Xuehui's red coral bracelet on her wrist and looked down. "She told me to go away, and said I was a kind of bitch. She told me to go back to the capital by myself."

Her skin is very white, lined with excellent red coral, like a piece of snow.

Jiang Xuehui was shocked by the extreme color difference.

This string is good-looking.

Unfortunately

Like wanniang, they don't belong to her.

Jiang Xuening suddenly felt that there was no place to put the cold, laughing: "Wan Niang used to treat me very well, I don't know why she scolded me. I held myself wrongly and sat under the eaves crying, thinking that maybe wanniang hated the capital, so she was afraid that I would not want her when I went to the capital; maybe wanniang hated my father's fickleness, so she called me a kind of bitch. How ridiculous, how pathetic? "I gazed at her for a long time, but I still dropped her hand.

Then I went back to Jiang Xuehui, took her hand and put it on her, with a warm look: "I didn't understand why she scolded me and looked at me like that until I knew my life four years ago and recalled everything in the past..."

Jiang Xuehui slowly clenched her hand, only felt that when the red coral hand string was put on her wrist, it was like a string of soldering iron fell on her skin, which made her voice tremble secretly: "enough, don't talk about it any more."

Jiang Xuening did not hear it, but continued: "you see, God is so unfair. If you and I are replaced, we should have everything that each other should have. At least I should have a share. However, wanniang knows that I am not her daughter, and her real daughter is in the capital. However, my biological mother just doesn't know that you are not her daughter, so she takes you as her own daughter, and has devoted more than ten years of feelings. As a result, not only did I not like my mother's, but also Wan Niang's. You enjoy the love of both of them. You have everything, but I... "

I have nothing.

She seemed to hear the wind from the trees in the mountains blowing from the bottom of her heart, sweeping away everything and leaving nothing: "so whatever you have, I want to have; whatever you have good, I want to grab. But I can't get anything in my life. Wan Niang was thinking about her own daughter before she died. I'm going to be jealous, but you don't care... "

With a bang.

Jiang Xuehui's face finally cooled down. She suddenly got up, pulled off the bracelet she had worn on her wrist, and fell onto the table. She asked, "why should I care, why should I intervene? If you are envious, you can't get it; but what you are envious may not be what I want. "

Jiang Xuening looked back at her.

Jiang Xuehui's voice has a rare biting: "wanniang is certainly my biological mother, but I have never seen even one side of her, not to mention that she deliberately replaced you and me, which led to all kinds of troubles later. Everything is hateful. Younger sister Ning, you are a person who is sentimental and willful, but I can't. I was brought up by my mother, and I learned to be wise. However, if I ask about wanniang, I will bear her kindness; if I ask about wanniang, I will bear her kindness. Why should I put myself in a disadvantageous position since I can't get both of them in any case? In the past ten or twenty years, my mother has been very kind to me. Although she is sorry for you, she is not sorry for me. How do you want me to hurt her? "

When she said that, she also showed some sadness.

He just sat down and said, "I know there is a gap between you and your mother. But when you came back to the government four years ago, my mother wanted to make it up to you. But you always mention wanniang, and you don't obey the discipline. You poke her painful feet everywhere. That's to say, you have a lot of guilt. On the contrary, you make her think of wanniang all the time. I tried to persuade you, but you hate me. You don't listen. "

There is no doubt that Jiang Xuehui is a smart person.

But this kind of cleverness always makes Jiang Xuening feel chilly: "at the end of the day, not everyone can do the same as you, weighing the pros and cons of everything, so cold-blooded."

Jiang Xuehui said: "so you should hate me, and I will never revenge on you."

Jiang Xuening didn't stop laughing, as if she really knew her today.

I think of it in my life.

She looked at her and murmured in a trance: "why didn't I find out before that you are the Queen's material..."

The voice was so low that it was as light as a babble.

Jiang Xuehui didn't hear clearly.

But it didn't prevent her from giving orders: "I've said so much today. I think my mother has been suspicious of me for a long time. You're happy. It's time to go, isn't it?"

Jiang Xuening then said, "it's time to go."

But after taking two steps out, she stopped and looked back at her with a deep look: "I always meet wanniang in my dreams at night. But you haven't met her. You can't dream about it, can you

Finish saying, just smile, turn round to go out.

Jiang Xuehui sat in the room, only looking at the string of red corals that had been scattered, drooping her eyes.

*

when Meng got up the next morning, he learned from the big servant girl that Jiang Xuening had been sitting in her house for a long time last night and had talked for a long time. He was so angry that he trembled all over and dropped all the tea cups in the house.

He also scolded several times.

She asked people to call Jiang Xuening to "talk", but Jiang was too lazy to answer.

I was really tired when I came back from the palace. I had a good sleep that night.

When the man from Meng's side came, she was putting a hot towel on her face.

When she heard that Meng called her, she only laughed. Her voice was mixed with the heat and floated upward, vaguely and lightly: "today I'm going to treat my guests. I'll make an appointment with Yan Shizi later. I'm afraid I don't have time to say hello to my mother. Just tell my mother to be polite to me in the future. Don't try to call me. Otherwise, I have the ability to tell Manchu to know her beloved daughter's life experience.... "It's too busy to write a little bit to restore the state.

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