The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

The air in Zhuangzi was very good in the morning, and the sparrows with gray wings were standing on the branches and pecking at their heads. It just snowed last night, and the sunlight became clearer. The vegetation was covered with thick snow, and the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong.

Jiang Ruan got up early in the morning, and after a simple breakfast, he and Forsythia went for a walk in the pear orchard. The pear orchard is not yet in bloom, but the branches are luxuriant. Forsythia is a bit regretful: It's not yet the season. If the weather is warmer, all the pear blossoms will be in bloom. It will be beautiful.

Jiang Ruan smiled lightly, the flowers and grasses were nothing more than competing for a good color. In the previous life, she had seen pear trees full of trees in the palace, like a spring breeze blowing away all the flowers overnight, not only pears, but also peonies , water lilies, hibiscus, roses, the palace is full of flowers, but unfortunately only one person can appreciate all the scenery. Later, she thought that there was someone who could watch the flowers bloom and fade with her, but she didn't realize until she died that it was just a mirror image. scam.

The flowers are just like her whole life, they look bright and beautiful, but when they decay, they don't even have a place to stay, they are scattered into mud and dust, and the only faint fragrance is also bitter.

Lianqiao noticed that Jiang Ruan's eyes were a bit deep, she didn't know what to write, but her expression was sad and cold, she was startled, and asked with concern: Girl?

Jiang Ruan came back to his senses and shook his head: It's okay, let's go.

The two stopped and walked, not noticing that in the dense jungle behind them, one of them had already stood for a long time.

The man was dressed in gold and silver, and was full of wealth, as if he was eager to use all the beautiful and expensive things on his body. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Ruan's figure, his eyes were full of obsession.

This person is the youngest son of Zhang Lan's family, Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao likes to sleep under the pear orchard on weekdays, and today is also the same as usual, when he suddenly heard a woman's voice, to him, it was like a cat smelling the smell of fish, and immediately followed the sound, not wanting to I was stunned when I saw it.

Jiang Ruan was dressed the same as yesterday, except that Zisu didn't make a bun for her, and put a small part of her hair in a hibiscus bun at the back, and the rest was casually draped over her shoulders, making her look a little older, but unexpectedly More glamorous taste.

The pear blossoms in the pear orchard have not yet bloomed, and a light layer of snow has accumulated on the branches, like pear blossoms in bloom. However, her skin is fairer than the snow, her face is clearer than the pear blossoms, her expression is cold, and the eyes seem to be separated by The bushes and branches carelessly swept over, like a pool of clear spring water gently rippling through people's hearts, tickling people's hearts. Her voice was too far away to be heard clearly, but she could imagine the clear and moving tone. She raised her head slightly to see the ice crystals hanging on the branches, and her exposed neck was as graceful as a swan.

Chen Zhao swallowed his saliva, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ruan's thin body in the distance. The padded jacket was too wide, which concealed her slender waist. Although she was not very old, she looked like a little girl's body, but she had a kind of vitality. The beauty is lively and fragrant, as if the charm of an adult woman and the innocence of a little girl are all displayed in her. It has never been discovered before that Jiang Ruan after a serious illness has such a beauty, she is really a natural beauty.

If such a stunner can be owned by oneself, it is really a beautiful thing in the world. Chen Zhao's expression was uncertain, and he didn't know what to think of, so he stood on the spot and thought.

Lian Qiao not far away also found Chen Zhao's figure, her face darkened: Girl, let's go back earlier, there are unclean people in this garden. Be careful not to cause trouble.

Jiang Ruan followed her gaze, bent her lips and smiled softly: Okay.

Chen Zhaozheng stared blankly at Jiang Ruan in a daze, and suddenly saw the little beauty smiling at him. This smile contained an indescribable meaning, not like the innocence or shyness that a little girl should have. A touch of temptation, like epiphyllum with a touch of cold fragrance, short and noble, but also contains the charm of the night.

Chen Zhao couldn't help being infatuated, until Jiang Ruan and Ruan left the Liyuan, they didn't recover from the astonishment of that smile.

This matter was quickly left behind by Jiang Ruan and Lian Qiao, and the days passed peacefully for three days. During these three days, Jiang Ruan walked casually on Zhuangzi every day, and occasionally met Chen Zhao, which was unexpected. What's more, Chen Zhao is more disciplined than before, and he doesn't stick to it like a fly like before, so Forsythia is much more at ease. However, there are also worrying things, that is, seeing that the day of handing in embroidered handkerchiefs is approaching, none of Jiang Ruan's embroidered handkerchiefs has yet been embroidered.

After Jiang Ruan fell into the water, Zhang Lan didn't mention the matter of embroidering the handkerchief for the time being, but only wanted to embroider it slowly. A few days ago, Chen Fang deliberately mentioned it, which made Forsythia and Zisu into trouble again.

Now that Jiang Ruan is not in good health, the two of them naturally cannot let Jiang Ruan do this, as long as Jiang Ruan does not embroider, and they are not allowed to follow suit.

Girl, Lian Qiao looked disapprovingly at Jiang Ruan, who was leaning on the window and reading a book: It's about to hand in the embroidered handkerchief, why is it so easy for the girl?

Don't worry. Jiang Ruan turned a page of the book.

How can you not be worried? Lian Qiao said with a bitter face, If you can't pay the embroidered handkerchief, those people should find a reason to be harsh on the girl.

Jiang Ruan sighed and closed the pages of the book in his hand. When she first came to Zhuangzi, she brought three boxes, one for clothes and utensils, one for silver jewelry, and the other for books. These were left by her mother. After entering the den of tigers and wolves, Zhang Lan's family was greedy and mean, and robbed them openly and secretly. In the end, the only thing left that was not taken away was this box of books.

If we don't wait until the day when we pay the bills, we should go back home. Jiang Ruan caressed the big characters on the cover of the book: Don't worry.

Lianqiao frowned, and wanted to say something, but Zisu opened the door and walked in: Girl, Miss Fang is here.

Forsythia was taken aback, and a pink figure appeared behind Zisu, Chen Fang smiled and said, Miss.

Today she was wearing a pink cotton padded jacket embroidered with butterflies, her lower body was a small pink skirt of the same color, and she was wearing small red leather boots. Her hair was combed into a delicate flowing cloud bun, her ears were heavy gold-winged earrings, and an enamel gold hairpin was stuck on her head. These things look very familiar.

Lianqiao sneered, looking at Chen Fang with contempt. From head to toe, this whole body was Jiang Ruan's belongings, and thanks to her shamelessness, she wore these things on her body and appeared in front of her master, and she really deserved the word robber.

Jiang Ruan stretched out her hand to support her chin, and smiled faintly. The robbers have nothing to fear, and they have become more and more rampant in recent days, but it doesn't matter. Since they are debt collectors, if they eat her food, they will always spit it out for her.