Daiyu is also being attacked today [Red Mansion]

The snow fell even more in the afternoon, and the brazier in the room was burning brightly, and sparks were flying, the girl hurriedly covered it with a hollowed-out lid, and sprinkled a handful of incense into it.

For a while, the warm fragrance overflowed, making people sleepy.

Daiyu is holding a Buddhist scriptures, sitting next to Jia Mu and reading.

Since seeing Lin Ruhai that day, Jia's mother was full of worries and sleep less and less every day. The bruises under her eyes made the little girl very anxious, so she came up with a way to read Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing my grandmother lying beside me, her eyes were slightly closed, and her breathing slowed down evenly.

Yuanyang handed over a cup of tea and thanked in a low voice: "Thanks to the girl, let's moisten your throat."

Daiyu took it and took a sip, and when she recited again, her voice became much lower, as if the voice came from her chest, low and soft.

Mother Jia slept for an hour before waking up.

When she woke up, she saw the little girl looking at herself with her chin propped up. Jia's mother smiled: "See what grandma is doing?"

Daiyu tilted her head: "It's strange that Yu'er is so beautiful, I thought it was inherited from her mother, but who knows that the root is from her grandmother."

Jia's mother smiled from ear to ear, and stretched out her finger to touch the girl's smooth forehead: "You girl, are you making fun of your grandmother?"

The grandparents and grandchildren talked and laughed for a while, and Daiyu looked at Jia's mother and saw that she was in better spirits, so she was relieved.

Daiyu used to go back to her room to practice calligraphy before dinner, but it was still early in the morning, but Jiamu urged her, "Should I go back and practice calligraphy?"

She has never been like this before, Daiyu was a little curious, but guessed that she should have other things, so she didn't ask further.

As soon as she walked out of Jiamu's yard, Daiyu saw an acquaintance.

Qin Keqing.

When she saw herself, her almond eyes lit up, like willow branches stirring up a series of ripples in the lake.

There were two maidservants following behind her, maybe that's why Qin Keqing didn't greet Daiyu, the two passed shoulder to shoulder, Qin Keqing quickly squeezed the little girl's palm.

Daiyu's face was dyed the color of peach blossom.

It seems...it seems to be teased?

When I went back to the room to practice calligraphy again, I couldn't write in some.

Daiyu took a brush and made gestures on the peach blossom paper, but her mind was already drifting away.

What father and grandmother were talking about that day was obviously about the Dongfu. She only read the story book quickly, and the details were blurred. .

After he died, the East Mansion held a grand funeral, and even the King of Beijing and others came to express their condolences. From this point of view, Qin Keqing's status must not be low.

The status is not low... Make a fuss about the status...

A thunderstorm exploded in Daiyu's alarm clock, and she suddenly thought that the time when Jia Yuanchun became a concubine in her previous life coincided with Qin Keqing's death!

These two irrelevant things, is there any connection?

She felt as if she had glimpsed something great, but even if she couldn't see it clearly, she didn't think it would please her.

"What do you think?"

Daiyu was fascinated by the thought, and replied casually, "I miss Qin Keqing."

Fang felt something was wrong when the words came out, and looked hurriedly, only to find that the speaker was squatting on the round window.

The little girl was upset: "Brother Ziqi! Why don't you just walk in!"

It's windy and snowy outside, how can it be good to be frozen?

Zhu Ziqi was dressed in a black robe, and he had grown taller than when we met last time. He didn't look childish at all, but instead had a bit of vigor.

But now he stood awkwardly on the ground, shaking his head deafly, like a child who has done something wrong.

"I'm not afraid..."

Before the words fell, he quickly changed his words: "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Going out the window will scare you, okay?

Daiyu was happy to expose him: "I'm afraid of the sound of the lotus!"

He Sheng is an indiscriminate human wall, apart from Baoyu, even Zhu Ziqi is also blocked outside.

In fact, in a real fight, Zhu Ziqi might not necessarily lose to He Sheng, but the shadow of his childhood shrouded him, and he lost by three points before he started fighting. How could this compare?

Zhu Ziqi, who was exposed, blushed a little, and walked inside pretending to have nothing to do.

At this moment, the Grand View Garden has not been built yet, and Daiyu's yard is not big, so there is no room for a study, so she had to set up bookshelves and a table on one wall of the bedroom.

The books she brought herself and the books sent by Yangzhou during the New Year and festivals were densely packed on the entire wall, and they were already placed on the ground.

Daiyu thought of something and hurried to stop him, but she has thin arms and legs, how can she catch up?

Zhu Ziqi had already walked to the inner room in three or two steps, and when he looked up, Ye Mingzhu was lying quietly on the satin beside the bed, but he didn't see the wooden kite.

The boy was in a hurry: "Where's the wooden kite?"

Daiyu blushed and refused to speak.

The boy walked around the room a few times, but still couldn't find Mu Yuan, thinking that he was given away by Nai Tuanzi?Thinking of my wrong intentions, I feel a little depressed.

I didn't care about anything at the moment, and leaned back in a big shape-I thought I would fall to the ground, but who knew that the softness under my body-it was the bed of Nai Tuanzi!

This this!It also……

Zhu Ziqi felt that there was a sea of ​​fire behind him, and he wanted to jump up because of the burning, and looked up in a panic, it was Mu Yuan!

On the sky-blue soft mist-like gauze on the top of the bed frame, it is delicately tied there by silk, as if it will fly away in the next second!

Beautiful as a dream.

Zhu Ziqi's heart seemed to be stabbed by something. He stood up and wanted to say something to Nai Tuanzi, but where was Nai Tuanzi?

In the days when we seldom saw each other, the milk dumplings had already grown like joints, and their greenness had faded. Although they were vague, they could still see the graceful figure of the girl.

Xu Shi had discovered the secret, Daiyu stood where she was, twisting the handkerchief with green onion fingers, with her head lowered, and she could also see that her ears and neck were stained crimson.

Like the morning glow in the sky.

Zhu Ziqi's heart was hit a second time, and his soul was almost knocked out.

Both of them were silent, only Ye Mingzhu twinkled, as if talking.

It was Zhu Ziqi who broke the deadlock. He was only silent for a moment, but he felt that something suddenly changed. For example, he realized that he should not break into a girl's boudoir.

For another example, he seemed to be standing too close to her.

She is obviously a delicate and soft little girl, why is the temperature on her body so high that even if he gets close to her, she will feel scorching hot?

Before drinking a cup of tea, Zhu Ziqi didn't think these were problems.

Even if you are told to teach men and women to be different at the age of seven, and men and women not to kiss each other, until you actually meet that person, you will not feel that it has any relationship.

Zhu Ziqi suddenly thought of the above sentence.

He tried to calm himself down: "Grandma... Yu'er, can I call you that?"

Daiyu froze for a moment, the redness on her face gradually faded, she gave Zhu Ziqi a strange look.

This child, why did he suddenly become twitchy?

"Yes." The little girl's answer made Zhu Ziqi jump for a moment, but the next sentence brought him back to his original form: "My father, brother, grandmother, and sisters all call me that, of course you can call me that. "

Then it's not unique, damn it.

Zhu Ziqi was unhappy: "No, then I'll call you Dai'er."

Daiyu wrinkled her nose: "Yu'er still sounds nice."

Zhu Ziqi felt the same way, so he had to endure it temporarily: "Okay, then I'll be Yu'er. When will you be ready?"

When Jiji was born, Lin Ruhai would call for her, and then he could ask for the word that only he could call her!

Daiyu didn't expect these twists and turns, and was still curious about how quickly the topic changed: "There are still five years left."

Having to wait for so long, Zhu Ziqi suddenly despaired.

The pleasant conversation was interrupted by the sudden sound of He, Zhu Ziqi felt pain in his wrist when he saw her.

"You can see me when you go to the Lin Mansion some other day. We'll talk about it then. Bring the wooden kite and I'll teach you how to play. Don't put it there. Can you still see the flowers?"

Zhu Ziqi hurriedly dropped these words and jumped out of the window in twos and twos.

He Sheng, who watched everything from the sidelines: "Can't the guardian courtyard of Jia's mansion stop it?"

Turning around, I saw my girl: "Girl, why are you blushing? Do you have a fever?"