The Lady of the Farm in the Red Mansion

Since then, Brother Mu never came to Yuntai again. The only thing Xiuyan can do is to make clothes for him. Although he forbids her to like him, how can she control her heart!

After calming down, Xiuyan analyzed carefully. Judging from Brother Mu's various abnormal behaviors, he should remember himself. If he didn't remember, it shouldn't be that kind of encounter. If he didn't remember, it would be impossible for him to get along later. The biggest possibility is that he has been pretending, pretending to be indifferent, pretending to have amnesia, he just wants to drive himself away, but why he wants to drive himself away, this is something Xiuyan can't figure out.

But she believed in Brother Mu and his love.

It was this silly and naive trust that she had ridiculed herself countless times that supported her to live alone on the cloud platform for three or four months.

In a blink of an eye, the thick winter arrived, and it was snowing heavily outside.

No matter how well the gardener did it, the Albizia Julibrissin could not stand the oppression of the cold wind and heavy snow, and was blown off the branches. There were large patches of red printed on the white snow, which was shocking to watch.

These Albizia Julibrissus had witnessed the happy time between her and Brother Mu. Although the happiness was so short, it was enough for Xiuyan to relive for a lifetime.

Xiuyan was reluctant to sweep them together with the snow, and then let them rot slowly in the snow dust.

She ran back to the piano room, found a gauze bag, squatted down, and picked flowers one by one into the bag, some of which had already been buried in the snow and dust, she didn't care about the ice and snow, even if she had to dig it open with both hands. Ice and snow, she will not just watch them buried in snow and dust.

She bent her body and picked up less than half of the bag when she heard the laughter of girls from the south gate of Yuntai. The laughter was bright and clear, piercing the entire snowy sky, and there was a familiar voice , Xiuyan seems to have heard of it somewhere.

She raised her eyes and stared blankly at the group of girls floating towards her. There were as many as four or five of them. They were all wearing gorilla felt feather satin cloaks. Like a dancing flame, burning this cold winter, Xiuyan was fascinated by it.

"Hey! Sister Xing, why are you here?"

Xiuyan Dingqing took a look, and saw a girl wearing gorilla felt and a white fox fur cloak, with round eyes, looking at her with a smile like a flower.

"Sister Xing, don't you remember me? I'm Xiangyun!" Shi Xiangyun lifted the white fox fur snow cap, revealing his ruddy face.

Xiuyan stood up, wiped her clothes with her hands, touched her face and said with a smile, "Miss Yun, you seem to have gained weight!"

A woman with a round face next to her pushed Xiangyun's arm and said, "The newlyweds are very happy, and there is such a gentle husband-in-law doting on them, so it's no wonder that they don't gain weight!" There was no way to hide the envy in her tone.

"Sister Xu, you are so bad!" Xiang Yun tapped the woman's shoulder, blushing half of her face, against the white snow, it looked even more like a brocade, and the other sisters covered their mouths and smiled secretly.

Xiuyan stared at Xiangyun dubiously: "You're married! When did it happen?"

Xiangyun was ashamed, and waved his arms to change the topic: "Hey! I will tell you about these things slowly, come on, let me introduce you, this is the wife of Jiang Zining, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Pingyuan, this is Mrs. Xu Shi, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Dingcheng and the wife of Xie Kun, a guerrilla in the Beijing camp, and this is Zhou Shi, the wife of Qi Jianhui, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Xiangyang."

Xiuyan greeted the three of them one by one, and the three of them held hands and returned the salute to Xiuyan together.

"This is Chen Yejun's wife, Feng Xiaoyuan!"

The woman immediately replied with a smile: "This is Wei Ruolan's wife, Shi Xiangyun!"

As soon as Shi Xiangyun heard it, he knew that Feng Xiaoyuan was teasing her with the same tone. Xiangyun opened his eyes and said angrily: "Xiaoyuan, you dare to tease me, your skin is itchy, you should relax!" Go pinch Feng Xiaoyuan's shoulder.

Feng Xiaoyuan shrunk her shoulders and pretended to beg for mercy: "I dare not, sister, please forgive me!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the two of them are fellow travelers, and things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. What my father said is indeed true. Even if Miss Xiangyun leaves the garden, there will be a lot of friends waiting for her!

Looking at them, Xiuyan smiled faintly, that smile was as light as smoke, as erratic as a dream, with a touch of melancholy.

Xiangyun suddenly thought that there was another person who hadn't been introduced, he turned around and pulled the tall and thin woman by the arm and said, "I almost forgot, this sister is the wife of Qiu Liang, the grandson of Marquis Jingtian, Wang Shilan! The husband is amazing, he is in charge of the security of the entire capital at a young age, and the wealth and lives of us are entrusted to Brother Wang's hands!" Xiang Yun grabbed the tall and thin woman by the shoulders, looking like a little bird. The appearance of a person.

I saw that her expression was cold and arrogant, giving people a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

Xiuyan bit her lip and mustered up the courage to go forward to salute her.

Wang Shilan ignored it.

Xiuyan thought, it seems that what my father said is correct, the people in the Gongmen Houfu really have the views of younger brothers, the proud Wang Shilan can get close to a Hou girl like Xiangyun, but with a low-status girl like Xiuyan Protect the distance!

Seeing Xiuyan wearing maid's clothes, Wang Shilan asked Xiangyun, "Who is she?"

Xiangyun replied: "A good sister of mine!"

Wang Shilan didn't believe it: "Your good sister? How is it possible, she is obviously a maid!"

"That's right, sister Xing, why are you here, and you're still wearing a maid's clothes." Xiangyun asked suspiciously.

Xiuyan bit her lip, and wanted to tell Xiangyun that she came here to be a maid because her elder brother Mu was the Shang Shuling in this mansion, but with so many people present, she was hesitant to tell.

At this time, a man was wearing small gold and red fragrant sheepskin boots, a big orangutan felt Zhaojun jacket on his head, a mink wind collar around his neck, and a short jacket with big red sleeves covering his body. The woman with the red whip hurried onto the platform.

Wang Shilan's cold face immediately warmed up like a spring breeze in March, walked up to her with a smile, took her hand and said, "Pingting, why did you come here, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The woman named Pingting walked straight to the bottom of the piano room with a wrinkled face, shaking the snow on her body and complaining: "This damn snow is falling too much, look down on me!"

While helping her pat the snowflakes off her head, Wang Shilan said: "Whoever told you to dress smartly, you ran out. Look at which of our sisters is not wearing a cloak or a big snow cap!"

"I'm not as proud as you guys! If you blow some wind and snow, you'll be fully armed!"

"Yes yes yes, we are all proud, you are the only one who is different, otherwise, you would not be able to catch the ice that will not melt for thousands of years!" one of them said.

Another person said: "My sister is really lucky to be able to marry the number one young talent in Beijing. You must know that he used to be the lover of my dreams, but he didn't even look me in the face. In desperation I can only marry my worthless husband!" said Wu Shi, wife of Ping Yuanhou's grandson Jiang Zinan.

"Sister, your husband is also a hereditary second-class baron anyway, you can't say that about him!" said Zhou Shi, the wife of Qi Jianhui, the second-class hereditary son of the Marquis of Xiangyang.

"What's so great about being a nobleman? It's just a vanity. It's hard to live on that little salary every month! But it's different to have a half-job!"

Wang said: "That's the best of both worlds, we can't even hope for a title!"

"Why can't we have the best of both worlds? Brother-in-law Xu, like my husband, is a baron, but Brother-in-law Xu has an official position, so she is obviously better off than me. Look at sister Xu's head jewelry, and then look at mine, you will know this There is a strong relationship between officials and non-officials."

Xu disturbed her bun with a smile, a flash of smugness flashed across her face, but her mouth was still modest: "It's as good as it is, he's just fooling around, so as not to stay at home all day and play dog ​​fights." Looking upset."

Xiuyan heard them talking about their respective husbands, and the scene seemed to have nothing to do with her, so she quietly stepped aside and continued picking her petals.

Wang said again: "Isn't it easy for you to find an official position for your husband? The ready-made Allah is right in front of you, and her future husband-in-law is the master in charge of the entire six departments. No. 80 people, there will be no room for one of your family, why don’t you hurry up and stretch your thighs!”

Said, Wang Shilan pushed Wu Shi to Pingting's side, Wu Shi shook Pingting's arm and begged: "Princess, tell me for me!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou thought that her husband was also a noble without an official. Although she was embarrassed, she still pulled Pingting cheekily and said, "Princess, please tell me!"

What is the master who is in charge of the six departments, what is the husband-in-law, are they talking about Brother Mu?Xiuyan quietly approached them with infinite doubts.

I only heard the princess in red blushing half of his face, sitting by the railing of the piano room corridor, twisting his whip in his hand and saying: "I don't know if it's okay, it's not that you don't know his temper, he has never done anything in official circles." It’s all about the same thing!”

"Others say that is definitely not acceptable, but you are the only one who is different. Isn't he your elder brother Mu! No one else dares to call him that, it shows that you are special in his heart!"

Brother Mu, they are really talking about Brother Mu, Brother Mu is getting married, and he is marrying this princess named Pingting.

Xiuyan felt that her world was on the verge of collapse, her footsteps were flimsy, she took two steps back, the flower bag fell on the ground, and the red scattered all over the ground, she only felt that the red people in front of her eyes became ethereal, they whispered, chattered, unexpectedly Like a group of demons dancing wildly, I was dizzy for a while, and I heard someone shout: "Sister Xing, what's wrong with you!"