Daiyu of the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Yu Ting did not obey the second master's order: "Master, this cannot be done."

"When you've done it—" the second master was still immersed in his pleasant imagination, and he said halfway with a smile before he realized, "What? You don't go! Are you afraid that he will beat you up?"

"I'm not afraid of a severed head and bleeding! The most important thing is to do things well!" Yuting said loudly.

The second master's expression slowed down a bit: "What's going on? What's wrong with Boss Die?"

"It's not true." Yu Ting shook his hands, "The eunuch is really pissed off! He really locked him up. It's not like he's going to be tortured or something, but Boss Die's delicate skin and tender flesh... always suffers. Just eat."

The second master stared: "Then why don't you call the eldest son to save someone?"

"My lord!" Yu Ting said with a bitter face, "I'm afraid the Eldest Young Master has no intentions!"

"Why? What time is it? I said where are your little cleverness! Can't you get in his yard? Can't he get out? You—"

"No, sir," Yu Ting showed his trump card, "Why haven't you heard about it yet? The uncle got angry and shut up the eldest son to think about it!"

"Yo! It's really...it's really inconvenient for you to sneak in." The second master hesitated, "What can I do?"

"Fortunately, it's only locked for one night. Tomorrow morning, the eldest son will be released anyway. It's okay to go and talk about it then."

"It has to be like this." The second master was quite helpless.

"But it's also good!" Yu Ting laughed.

"What's wrong?!" The second master stared.

"Eldest son must toss and turn this night, can't sleep on his pillow, and his heart is like frying oil! Let him worry about this night, what will Master Ming say? Will he not follow?" Yuting said happily.

The second master's beard also turned up: "That's right! Yu Ting," gave him another fan, "You have made a lot of progress in recent years!"

"That's not how the master has trained him well." Yu Ting bent down attentively, raised his arms above his head, and helped the second master to stand up, "Which room will the master stay in today? The villain will take you there."

The second master's face sank: "Are you taking me there?"

"Send it outside the door. Outside the wall." Yuting said with a smile on his face, "Where does the master allow the villain to send it, the villain will send it to the master. The master should be happy. The villain eunuched himself. It is also possible to serve the master."

The second master still has a tiger face, but he can't help but start to smile, like a tiger's beard trembling on his mouth: "I only love nonsense! How can this be nonsense?"

"Yes. Yes." Yuting said. "The villain hasn't had a child yet, and the single lineage is broken here. When I go back to the ground, the ancestors will have to beat me. It's okay after I give birth! Aren't the father-in-laws in the palace willing to serve the emperor? Of course, the villain I don’t dare to compare like that. I don’t have the guts. But in the first eight lifetimes, the villain is probably doomed! I’m going to serve my master. What should I do? It’s decided like this. I can’t even change it!”

The second master "talked nonsense" all the way, just laughed.

"Yes. The villain is talking nonsense." Yu Ting said, "Where is the master staying today? The villain will illuminate the master."

The second master cast a sidelong glance at Yu Ting, put his left hand in his right, and gently patted his palm with his fingertips.

"Or..." Yu Tingmei smiled. "The little storyteller from before has been invited, and it's in the left ear room—"

"You really bad thing!" The second master laughed, and then Shi Shiran stretched his back.step forward.

Yuting really sent the second master all the way to the door and closed the door.Turning around, I quietly asked myself: "Yo, your words are so nasty! How did you come up with it?"

He answered himself again: "I don't know why, it came with just one mouthful. It depends on thinking, how can I come up with such a wonderful idea? Hey! I must be born to eat this bowl of rice!"

That tear stayed in Lin Dai's heart, listening.

Tens of thousands of people in this world speak, every insect sings and a bird pecks, none can escape it.Because it is pure and thorough, it can reflect everything.

But Lin Dai is not its true owner, and what it knows cannot be fed back to Lin Dai.After showing, leaving, it also dispersed, as if it had never appeared before.After disappearing, even it itself does not know their existence.

But they leave it with painful ripples after all.The ripple shadow is in Lin Dai's heart.Lin Dai groaned in his dream, as if he had returned to his depressed childhood, always on the edge of his biological mother's perspective.How broad can a person's field of vision be?No matter how you tell her to walk, she will not be able to reach the center.

Yunjian was safe that night.No worries and no dreams.When you close your eyes and open them again, it is dawn.

Theoretically speaking, he thought about it all night, and when he was done, he had to confess his repentance to his father.But Elder Master didn't bother to ask him this morning, but asked Uncle Zhong to hold one of Elder Master's most beloved sage books as a token, and asked Yun Jian: "Have you seriously repented?"

"I'm sorry." Yun Jian answered with bowed head as if seeing his own father.

"This autumn, we must not fail."

"Yes!"

Even if this ceremony is over.Uncle Zhong put away the sage book in the nanmu box, turned around and knelt down: "Master!"

"Hey, what is this for?" Yun Jian smiled and helped him.

Uncle Zhong couldn't get up: "Young master! The old servant knows that the young master is very talented, and also knows that the young master is under great pressure. I beg the young master, it's time, and put your heart into it. If the young master puts his heart into it, it is considered luck." It's not good for a while, and the master can't bear to blame the young master too much. If the young master is not careful, wouldn't the old master and wife worry about the young master? Please, the young master, be considerate of the old master and his wife, and put all your heart in the book from now on!"

"Hey, how do you say this? Curse me for bad luck, is it not?" Yun Jian still laughed.

Uncle Zhong is about to kowtow to confess his feelings.

How can Yun Jian let him knock down: "Okay! To be serious, Uncle Zhong, you always say that the master is kind to you. In my opinion, having you by the master's side is a gift from heaven to the master!"

"How could...how dare..." Uncle Zhong muttered, already in tears.

Wanliu waited on Yunjian back.In fact, it should be Li Tao who came to pick up Yunjian and go to the young mistress.But there were people waiting in Yunjian's study, so the young mistress had no choice but to give in politely.

The inner courtyard is the domain of the wives, while the study is the domain of the men.A well-educated man would never trespass on his wife's boudoir, and a sensible woman would never invade the study space.This is the reason why husband and wife raise their eyebrows together and leave room for each other.

Not all women enjoy themselves in the boudoir and men in the study.When a woman sees the newly added fish patterns on the corners of her eyes and silver threads on her temples in the mirror, she will feel more sad than a general who has lost his city.A man remembers the tough battles to be fought in the study.Maybe there is a heart that collapsed to the ground with a limp leg.

Yunjian is not that soft-boned, but Wanliu still wants to reassure him and talk about something else.Just like when the prisoner led the prisoner to the execution ground, he joked and made the atmosphere lighter.What do you say?As she was thinking about it, Yun Jian suddenly stopped and let out a "hmm".

"What?" Wanliu thought that Yunjian had pulled something into the Grand Master's study.

"No." Yun Jian smiled, "What a brow-sweeping talent. General Roufen. Still fooled me."

"Miss Lin?" Wanliu guessed.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wanliu understood immediately: "That's the fourth girl."

"shut up!"

"Yes." Wanliu knew she had guessed right.

After walking two steps, Yun Jian started talking by himself: "She made me think that someone let her affect Qixi. Who..." snorted, "It's not true. Because she herself is more important than Hui'er." More appropriate. If it's true, it's just that she kept Hui'er in front of her. Because she wants to climb higher. At least a large part of this matter is her own desire. She is more than just a tool .”

He spoke gently, as if the mountains were high and the moon was small, like the fingers of the wind caressing the blooming blue fields.

Wanliu followed him.Listen, the expression is also very light.

If someone sees them at this time.He would only feel that the young man was talking about trivial and elegant things, while the pretty girl followed and listened.

There is no one next to them.The Xie mansion is so big, but the people are so small.

Wanliu asked: "The husband-in-law in Beijing may have more face than Mr. Tang?"

"Maybe."

"Do you want to tolerate her, son?"

"Let them go. They all seek benevolence, how can I intervene?" Yun Jian said. "Fortunately, she did teach me a good idea."

Wanliu laughed.When she laughed, the small incongruous flaws on her face faded away, so that people could only see the blooming brilliance: "I know that the young master will definitely have a way."

"Hey. What should I do if I have no other choice?" Yun Jian asked while rubbing his chin.

Wan Liuman said: "Then trust the young master first! Anyway, if the young master can't do anything, it's basically over. Before you die. Why don't you just trust the young master and be happy?"

"Why did you just die!" Yun Jian stopped in his tracks.

Wanliu moved forward, apologizing and leading Yunjian forward: "Yes! It's all my fault. Young master, let's go, okay?"

Yun Jian moved forward, and Wanliu added: "After the meeting, please ask Yun Jian to go back to Eldest Young Mistress's place to have a look."

The eldest grandma was lying on the couch, teasing the baby in the cradle, and there was a Tang lady warming her stomach, and the girl far away was fanning her to keep her cool.

It's really embarrassing to suffer from menstrual pain in hot weather!It must be warm, but not too warm.The temperature of the water in Tang Pozi is a little higher than body temperature, which is roughly equivalent to the green bricks outside in the midday sun.The stomach is hot, the pain is relieved, and the person is irritable, so I have to take some cold, but I dare not freeze it.She had never been like this before as a daughter!They all give birth to children.

Some people say that after giving birth, the body will get better.The eldest young mistress is obviously the kind that has turned bad.Strange to say, how could she be injured after taking such meticulous care before and after childbirth?It is also fatal.

But she never regretted having such a child.

She couldn't tell when she fell in love with Mr. Xie.In short, falling in love is falling in love.Just like the bright summer light outside, it melts people.It's really embarrassing for Miss Qianjin to have such a thought, but if it shouldn't be, why did it happen?It is as natural as the golden crow flying down and the jade rabbit rising to the east.Sometimes she wonders if everyone has a treasure, which was brought over from the previous life, and she can't remember it all the time, but suddenly she bumps into it, ah, so you are here!She just doesn't know, is she worthy of a treasure in Xie Yunjian's eyes?

Alas, let alone a treasure, even if he could look at her one more time, it would be worth it.

To be able to give birth to such a fat boy for him, with his and her looks mixed together, has already taken away all her blessings.In fact, on the wedding night, although the pain was unavoidable, she already felt that even if she died at this moment, she would have no complaints.But she didn't die at that moment, nor after, nor after.As time went on, she became greedy again, not only did she not want to stop, she also wanted more and farther. L