Dream Hua Embers Records

When Kuan Niang walked away, the woman squatted down and helped Yan Yin wipe away the nosebleed, looked into Yan Yin's eyes, and asked, "Little sister, what's your name? Where did you come from?"

"My name is... Yin, I'm from the palace." Yan Yin thought for a while, and felt that there were many things that she couldn't tell others, but she didn't know how to lie, so she murmured, "I... I can't remember many things ..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" The woman couldn't help comforting her, "Don't be sad if you can't remember it. After a long time, you will remember it slowly."

"Yeah!" Yan Yin nodded.

"My name is Zhu Shuyuan, you can call me Sister Shuyuan, can I call you Xiaoyin?"

Yan Yin nodded, "Sister Shuyuan... ah!? I remembered, you are the neizai!" Yan Yin clearly remembered that on the way north, when Agu was driving a car and eavesdropped on Mrs. Cao's conversation, there was a There is a woman named Shuyuan who is an official.

Zhu Shuyuan's eyes widened, and she put her hands on Yan Yin's shoulders, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, "Think about it again, is your surname Kang? Otherwise, you won't recognize me!"

Yan Yin knew that Zhu Shuyuan had misunderstood herself and thought she was Zong Ji or Di Ji, but it was difficult to explain clearly, so she shook her head in confusion.

But Zhu Shuyuan was secretly analyzing, and said softly to herself, "It's not surprising that you know me. I have been a minister for many years, and there should be no one in the clan who doesn't know me... But whose family are you? Among the concubines and imperial daughters, there is no one with a phonetic character in their name, I can be sure of that. There are too many concubines and concubines, but I really can’t remember them for a moment, this appearance..." She looked at the face carefully. Yin, "I'm so outstanding, I shouldn't have no impression, but girls of this age change the fastest, and they almost change after a year of seeing each other, it's hard to recognize..."

Zhu Shuyuan suddenly realized something, and unconsciously tightened her hands grabbing Yan Yin's shoulders, "You said you came from Yuanguo Palace, so who were you with before? Is your mother?"

Yan Yin shook her head, "I don't remember..."

"Then...have you ever met the Emperor Yuanguo, has he ever taken off your clothes, touched you...below?"

Yan Yin knew what she was going to ask, blushed, and replied decisively, "No." She thought to herself, who do they think of their father?How could the father be so strong on the little girl?Then I thought about what happened to Kang Yuzhu, and thought that maybe they were bitten by a snake once, and they have been afraid of well ropes for ten years...

Thinking of Yan Qicheng, Yan Yin felt uneasy again: I have never seen my father speak to her in such a harsh tone, and I have never heard my father say the words of killing herself. This is not a punishment for entering the laundry, He didn't say a time limit either, Father wouldn't want to imprison himself here for the rest of his life, would he?Yan Yin suddenly remembered a poem she had read before, "The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting idle and talking about Xuanzong." Suddenly, she felt a chill in her heart, could it be... Could it be that the father would forget himself forever and let himself fend for himself here, Even after a hundred years, you still can't think of letting yourself out, right?If the third brother succeeds to the throne, he will definitely let himself out, but it will be difficult for others... But, the third brother doesn't know that he is here, even if the third brother finds out that he is not in the palace, the emperor can always find a perfunctory reason In the past, for example, I went back to Yanjing with my father...

Father!Yes, Father!My father will return to Beijing to sacrifice to heaven during the winter solstice, and I will definitely ask myself when the time comes, my father is not so easy to perfuse my father, my father will definitely come to save me!Thinking of this, Yan Yin was overjoyed, and a confused smile appeared on her face.

Seeing Yan Yin standing there blankly, Zhu Shuyuan sometimes frowned, sometimes gritted her teeth, sometimes worried, and sometimes smiled so vaguely, but insisted on saying "no", on the contrary, she was even more convinced that Yan Yin had suffered something that was hard to tell. Feeling pity for the hurt, so he said softly, "Don't think about it if you can't remember it, some things... it's better to forget." As he spoke, he reached out to stroke Yan Yin's red and swollen left cheek.

Yan Yin only felt a cold and moist palm caressed up, and the burning feeling on her cheeks instantly calmed down, and it felt very comfortable.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"It must be because I have been immersed in cold water just now." Zhu Shuyuan said with a smile.

Yan Yin gently took Zhu Shuyuan's two hands, put them together, and covered them with her own two small hands, "I'm going to get sick."

"I'm used to it, it's fine." Zhu Shuyuan still smiled so calmly.

"You're wearing too thin." Yan Yin peeped through Zhu Shuyuan's cuff and found that she was only wearing such a jacket.

Zhu Shuyuan smiled wryly, "It's like this here. There are no extra clothes. The little masters have gradually grown up. The original clothes are small and torn. We adults have changed the clothes for them... So, your clothes Take good care of your clothes." Zhu Shuyuan said, helping Yan Yin fasten the collar buttons.

This is a very big room, surrounded by a heated kang on the southeast, west and east sides, and dozens of women are crowded here.The kang is not too hot, but because there are so many people, it doesn't feel cold.

Yan Yin was dumbfounded, and let Zhu Shuyuan serve her. She washed her face with cold water and rinsed her mouth, but she didn't want to go to bed.

Yan Yin looked at the woman in shabby clothes and a sad face, at the big shabby house, at the thin, dusty quilt on the kang, and suddenly felt sad, tears couldn't stop Falling.

I don't want to watch, I don't want to hear, I just hope that I am in a nightmare, and when I wake up from the dream, nothing happened, the third brother, the master, the father, the father... all surround me, venting in harmony.The end of the nose should be a clean and refreshing fragrance of clothes, not this kind of inexplicable, wet and sticky female body odor mixed with the smell of saponins.Yan Yin suddenly felt a little regretful, it would be fine if... she didn't refine those medicines...

Although tears blurred Yan Yin's eyes, the surrounding voices still reached her ears without saying a word.

"Who is this? One of our people?"

"I don't know, she can't remember, she said she came out of the palace." It was Zhu Shuyuan's voice.

"In the palace? Which palace?"

"In the palace here..." It was still Zhu Shuyuan.

"She is so young, can she be selected into the palace?"

"I don't know, do any of you recognize her? She only remembers a phonetic character in her name, and doesn't remember anything else..."

"Isn't that the same as Jiafu Diji?"

Then there was a long silence.

On the second day, it was a fine and sunny day.

There is a well in the middle of the yard, and around the well is a circle of shallow bluestone ponds, surrounded by dozens of women, holding wooden sticks, busy washing.

Yan Yin knelt and sat among the withered grass by the pool, staring blankly: a bucket of clean water was poured down, and the wet marks gradually expanded and connected into pieces on the stained wooden pole.Immediately afterwards, soap locust water was poured on it again, and a layer of white foam rose up. Under the beating of wooden sticks, those dirty things gradually seeped out from the wool strands and floated on the shallow water surface.Another bucket of clean water was poured down, and the filth was mixed in the water and flowed to the drain at the corner of the shallow pool...

No matter how clean the water is, as long as it comes out of the well and flows into this troubled world, it will inevitably become dirty in the end, right?In other words, if one wants to cleanse the filth, water and soap must be used. These clean and innocent things are buried... Yan Yin has long forgotten how she fell asleep last night, and she was even in a daze about what she had for breakfast, as if she had really lost her mind. I have lost my memory, I don't want to recall, and I don't want to plan for the future.

"Play with me, will you?" A delicate and soft voice sounded.

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