I got better with my ex-husband's white moonlight gl

Zhao Xianci smiled reservedly, "I haven't smoked any incense, I've come all the way here, I can only clean up and then come to the house to pay a visit."

"I smell it," Qin Muyun said, "What is my sister wearing?"

Zhao Xianci pretended to be in a daze, took out the sachet and said, "Sister Yun must be talking about this." She handed the sachet to Qin Muyun, and Qin Muyun was pleasantly surprised, "That's it! Qionghua Liuxiang, every time you arrive At the turn of spring and summer, my hometown smells like this."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Xian said quickly, "I didn't bring any presents when I came here. Since Sister Yun likes this sachet, why don't I give it to you."

Qin Muyun was a little surprised, "This—"

Zhou Wenying joked, "My sister and I also got the gift of Xianci, which is a famous embroidered brocade handkerchief in Southern Province. Now it seems that it is not as special as sister Qin's gift."

Qin Muyun suddenly took a deep look at Zhao Xianci, and the expression in his eyes made Zhao Xianci somewhat inexplicably startled.When I looked carefully, I saw Qin Muyun's cold appearance, with a little joy on his brows, and bowed to Zhao Xian, "Thank you, sister, I like this gift very much."

A few of them gossiped in this courtyard, and the maids were all waiting by the side.Wang Zhu, Qin Muyun's maid, smiled and said, "What a coincidence, my young lady has been thinking about home for the past two years, but I never thought that Miss Qin would bring Qionghua and Liuxiang here." Then he asked, "Sister Wanqing, where are you going?" Have you been to Yangcheng yet? The Qionghua Liu is very delicate and only blooms in late spring and early summer every year. It is said that it hasn’t bloomed when you pass by! And if you want to make such a fragrant and elegant sachet, you have to be in the Qionghua Liu on the branches. When the head is about to fall, the fragrance has not dissipated, and it has not been covered with dust, use an incense jar to catch it and expose it to the sun to make the fragrance dull, which is troublesome!"

Wan Qing was surprised when she heard that, "How can such a small sachet cause such trouble?"

Wangzhu said thoughtfully, "If it weren't for a coincidence, Miss Qin's gift would be really thoughtful."

Wan Qing was speechless for a moment, her young lady had indeed never left Nan Province, although it was not far from Yangcheng, at least it would take more than a month's journey.If there was anything to do with it, they did pass through Yangcheng on the way.It's just that it was still early, and the spring in Yangcheng was in full bloom, and the flowers in the city hadn't bloomed yet, and it was just a one-night stay, so how could I have time to do this?But... Wan Qing thought about it carefully, and after leaving Yangcheng for more than two months, when she was approaching Beijing, the young lady did indeed mysteriously collect a big pot.Not long after that, the jar disappeared... Could it be that this was the sachet that Miss Shichang was messing around with at that time?

Wan Qing rode boats and carriages all the way, and the ride was very uncomfortable.Zhao Xianci didn't call her easily when she was busy.Wan Qing didn't know what that jar was used for, and Zhao Xianci never faked it. Everyone felt that the young lady was too boring all the way, so they didn't care about her. If the young lady really made it by herself, it must be What I did in my spare time along the way.

But in fact, Zhao Xian's poems have never been published in Southern Province, and I'm afraid I have never heard of the customs of Yangcheng.There's no reason to spend so much time on a Miss Qin whom I've never met... right?

Wan Qing paused for a moment, then laughed, "That's a coincidence, the house is doing shopping, and there are merchants from all over the world, and they often send some local novelties, and this sachet is probably the same."

"But..." Wang Zhu hesitated, "Using Qionghua Liu to make a sachet, it's my lady—"

"Wang Zhu," Qin Muyun interrupted her in a timely manner, "Go and get the brochure on the table in my room."

Wangzhu responded and brought it in a hurry.Qin Muyun handed the booklet to Zhao Xianci, "I heard that my sister is quite talented in literature, this booklet is some poems and prose copied by hand, although it is not elegant, but it is all written by famous masters, it is suitable for my sister. If my sister doesn't dislike it, she has the right to return the gift."

Zhao Xianci quickly took it over, opened it and saw that it was indeed Qin Muyun's handwriting, the small characters were elegant and elegant, making people feel aura when looking at them, and there was an inscription by Qin Muyun's mother Zhou Yueqing on the title page.

However, Zhao Xianci's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect Qin Muyun to give her such a precious gift!If I remember correctly, Qin Muyun should have kept this book of poems with him all the time. Later, the two became acquainted. Zhao Xianci also copied Qin Muyun's poems in the book of poems. Now it was brought by Qin Muyun as a gift to her? !

Zhao Xian was stunned, and blurted out, "How can I afford such an expensive gift!"

"It's just a book of poems." Qin Muyun said, "Could it be that my sister hates it?"

"No, no, no," Zhao Xianci quickly shook his head, "This... this title page still has..."

Qin Muyun said, "If it weren't for that, how would you show your intentions? It's not in vain that my sister gave me the taste of my homeland." After finishing speaking, she showed a tired face.

Wang Zhu hurriedly asked, "Miss, are you tired?"

Qin Muyun shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

Knowing that she has always been weak, Zhao Xian said quickly, "I have just come to the house, and there are still many trivial matters that have not been cleared up. Since my sister is not feeling well, it is better to go to rest first. The days will be long, and we will talk about them later."

Zhou Wenying said, "That's right. You've just arrived, and you've been exhausted all the way. You should take a good rest. Muyun is not in good health, so we won't bother you any more. We live together and don't rush for a while."

Qin Muyun sighed inaudibly, "That's fine."

Several people dispersed.Seeing Qin Muyun in a daze, Wang Zhu stepped forward to support her and said, "Miss, are you alright?"

Qin Muyun pursed his lips and said softly, "I seem to be disappointed again."

"Miss, this is really overthinking," Wangzhu persuaded, "The Zhao family lady has just arrived, so she should take a rest." He also said, "It's strange, I thought only you, miss, would think of using Qiong I didn't expect that Ms. Zhao, who is far away in the southern province, would have thought of the method of making sachets from flowers and willows!"

Qin Muyun's eyes paused, and he fell into deep thought while holding the sachet in his hand.

The Qionghua Liu sachet was indeed a novel idea that Qin Muyun came up with when he was in Yangcheng, but since this practice was spread in Yangcheng, many official ladies have also followed Qin Muyun's example to make Qionghualiu sachets. It is very difficult to spread it to the southern provinces, but it is not guaranteed. Like Wan Qing said, it is reasonable for merchants in Yangcheng to use such wonderful things to please the Zhao family.

What's more, judging by the appearance of Zhao Xianci, he doesn't seem to know the sachet very well.But——Qin Muyun twitched the corners of his mouth, Zhao Xianci has always been a thoughtful person, and he is the best at flattering people. It is unknown if he found this sachet after asking about his preferences.

Qin Muyun lowered his eyes, and couldn't help pinching the sachet tightly.

It's a pity that Zhao Xianci, no matter how gentle and caring he looks, is cold in his heart.Otherwise, she couldn't just marry Zhou Xuejin when she was seriously ill.

He couldn't even ask that sentence when he was dying.Qin Muyun's eyes became turbulent, Zhao Xianci, don't you despise Zhou Xuejin?Don't you just want to guard Ji Fulan for the rest of your life?

"It's a pity that I'm not a man, otherwise, I will definitely marry you home and make a living every day."

"Marry me back and pay for me?"

"No, if you don't confess, your mouth will definitely kill you!"

"Oh? If you provide for me with your heart, you can consider the matter of marriage."

"You girl, you don't know how to be ashamed!"

"My sister is ashamed, and she is full of words to marry me and marry me."

"You—your mouth! It's really both hated and loved!"

……

"Yun'er, don't be afraid, even—even if the old lady dies in the future, you still have me."

"When this house is big, people's hearts are easy to be confused. But left and right have nothing to do with us, this corner of the world can accommodate you and me."

"If you are lucky enough to spend your whole life with your mother, if you don't dislike it, you can spend the rest of your life with me in the future."

……

The words are still in my ears, but things are different.

——Zhao Xianci, do you have any sincerity in what you said in the past?

Qin Muyun suddenly coughed violently, and the apex of his heart seemed to have a bloody smell, rushing straight to his throat.

Wangzhu was so frightened that she quickly poured tea, but was pushed away by Qin Muyun, "It's okay." She coughed for a while, her face flushed but her eyes became colder, "Let's go."

She never saw Zhao Xianci again until she died.

Ever since he thought that the family was preparing for his marriage with Zhou Xuejin, Qin Muyun was so anxious that he wanted to talk to Zhao Xian, but he couldn't wait for anyone.So he went to look for someone several times with his seriously ill body, but Zhao Xianci seemed to disappear out of thin air, not only did he not come to see her, he couldn't even find her.

She was deeply worried, and her condition became more and more out of control.The old lady in the house was very anxious, and said that she wanted to congratulate her, but Qin Muyun didn't even have the strength to refute.So when she later found out that the person Zhou Xuejin was going to marry was not her, but Zhao Xianci, Qin Muyun couldn't believe it.

The old lady has always liked the marriage between herself and Zhou Xuejin. Qin Muyunhui was very kind, and she didn't understand it a few years ago, but after she gradually became familiar with things, she understood the reason why her parents sent her to Zhou's mansion, and also understood the reason why the old lady loved her too much. reason.But I don't know what happened, to let Zhou Xuejin marry Zhao Xianci at such a critical moment for him to be happy?

It couldn't be more absurd.

Thinking of this, Qin Muyun still has a mouthful of resentment in his heart, which cannot be lingered.

In her previous life, Qin Muyun only hated that she was not a man, and could not confront those men in public, so that Zhao Xianci was repeatedly turned red-eyed by that bastard brother Zhao Qinian.She wished she could give her heart to the gentle and amiable sister Zhao, but she never expected that in the end Zhao Xian would marry Zhou Xuejin without saying hello.

Even when I was dying of illness, I never came to see it!

Who always says that he can't see Zhou Xuejin in words?Thinking about it is just an excuse.

On the other hand, Qin Muyun himself, although he and Zhou Xuejin have been in and out of each other since childhood, and their relationship is deeper than others, but when it comes to marriage, it is always a bit meaningless.

But none of that matters anymore.

Qin Muyun raised her head, God has eyes and told her to do it all over again.This time, she will die by her parents' side even if she dies.

It has been two years since the Zhou Mansion.Qin Muyun finally waited for Zhao Xian's words.

Just take another look at this person, and it will be the unfinished ending of that nightmare.

Since then, bridges return to bridges, and roads return to roads.She will not stay in the Zhou Mansion, nor will she have anything to do with Zhao Xianci.As for the book of poems inscribed by mother, it should stay here with Zhao Xianci.

She no longer wants to turn over the poetry book countless times every day, just to wait for someone to come.