When Qingrong saw clearly, she saw Su looking at her meaningfully and smiling, and pushed her, "Why don't you go quickly?" After that, she consciously left the place for Xue Shao and Qingrong.
Qingrong stood motionless. She didn't expect that Su brought her to see Xue Shao. She still raised her eyes to look at him. It was almost December, and the willow trees by the lake were already bare, and the lake was sparkling.
There was also a chill in the air. Xue Shao stood by the pavilion in a moon-white uniform, seeming to blend in with the winter scenery.
It hasn't snowed yet, and it's still cold outside. How long has he been standing here? Thinking of this, Qingrong still walked to him. "I've seen the general. I haven't seen him for many days. I hope you're fine."
Xue Shao looked at her steadily, as if she would disappear in the blink of an eye, "Toefl."
For a moment, the two of them looked at each other in silence. Qingrong felt ashamed of him and felt embarrassed. The scene of the last argument in the Zen room was still vivid in her mind. Now he and her were an unmarried couple.
Xue Shao didn't know what to say. He didn't have much contact with the female relatives in the back house, but this time he got the chance to see her through the help of Su.
It was Qingrong who spoke first, and she was a little embarrassed, "General, you must have heard about this...how did you plan? Although it is a misunderstanding, there is nothing you and I can do about it, but this marriage is..." She wanted to explain
She deceived the queen, but she still didn't trust her and didn't say it openly.
Xue Shao interrupted her in a deep voice: "There is nothing we can do?"
He was a little angry and said in a low voice: "Actually, you don't need to tell me."
Qingrong was stunned for a moment, he was really angry.
Unexpectedly, he looked at her with a pair of dark eyes and said: "But you are going to marry me. This is always true."
"yes."
"If you are unwilling, how do you know that I am unwilling? Don't you understand at all?"
Qingrong lowered her eyes and explained softly: "I know that the general may be interested in me, or may be willing, but marriage is not a trivial matter, and cannot be decided by a little bit of emotion. What's more, the general has never said it to me personally.
Yes, how can I guess?"
In fact, she originally wanted to tell Xue Shao what she thought, but she didn't expect that Xue Shao would make a mistake and thought it was because he didn't express his feelings to her earlier. He suddenly remembered the day when he saw her talking happily with Kong Ji.
He was silent about the scene and said, "Do you still remember?"
Qingrong was confused, "What?"
Xue Shaodao: "You once told me that if one day I need help, you will do your best and will never be perfunctory."
Qingrong nodded, "I remember."
Xue Shao paused and said hesitantly: "Will you break your promise?"
"Won't."
Xue Shao stared at her and said word by word: "I need you to agree to be my bride. What you do with me is never forced on me."
Qingrong was stunned, looked up at him, and couldn't help but say: "You..." She wanted to say something, but found that she didn't know what to say. If this was the case, marrying him would be better than others.
What's more, things have come to this point...
Xue Shao frowned slightly, "What? Could it be that you..."
"No." Qingrong shook her head, smiled relievedly at him, and said lightly: "In that case, please take care of me in the future, General." Since we met here, every step and every move is not accidental. If this is the case,
I think it's a destined number, so just let nature take its course.
He will, he will definitely cherish her, he thought in his heart. Xue Shao looked straight at her, his eyes were clearly unbent, but filled with a hint of spring, plain and breathtaking. He suddenly said without reason: "Chang Xuan
, is my word."
Qingrong understood, and under his earnest gaze, she called him, "Changxuan." Then she hurriedly lowered her head, and two red clouds suddenly burned on her cheeks. The ordinary jade-like person was dyed with a bit of color.
It seems more alive.
Xue Shao could only stare at him blankly, the ink in his eyes was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, blowing the fine hair in front of Qingrong's forehead. He actually reached out to caress the broken hair for her.
His hands were calloused and his palms were hot. When he touched the skin in front of Qingrong's forehead, Qingrong's heart suddenly skipped a beat and she took a step back.
"What are you hiding from?" Unexpectedly, the man stretched out his hand forcefully to pull her forward, looking at each other, and their bodies were almost touching. He was tall and tall, as if he was covering Qing Rong, which was extremely oppressive.
The look in his eyes was so hot that Qingrong didn't dare to look any further. Just when she was about to turn her head, he let go of his hand and stretched out his hand to tighten her cloak, "Be careful of catching a cold."
His deep voice was just around the corner, and Qingrong's ears felt numb. She hurriedly took a few steps back, distanced herself from him, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito or fly, "Many... many thanks."
Xue Shao really wanted to keep her here for a while, but seeing that she was so thin, he couldn't bear her to continue blowing the cold wind, so he said, "I'll take you back."
Qingrong was a little dizzy at the moment, so she agreed without thinking much. Songyue and Azhen were waiting for Qingrong in the corridor. When they saw Xue Shao and Qingrong walking over together, Qingrong had a smile on her cheek.
Looking at Feixia, she was quite surprised.
But who knew that neither of them spoke and walked forward. They thought Qingrong and Xue Shao had not talked well, otherwise why would no one say anything? But there was a feeling of melting spring water surrounding these two people, and even this
The cold winter days are almost forgotten. But Qingrong's mood is different from Xue Shao's. She only feels that if she can explain it to Xue Shao, she won't have any resentment in the future and her life will be difficult.
Xue Shao saw Qingrong outside the Su family's courtyard and stopped. Qingrong understood and said, "That's it. I'll walk the road ahead by myself."
Xue Shao gave a low "hmm", but his eyes never left her body. After Qingrong saluted and said goodbye, he went forward, leaving Xue Shao still standing there watching her go away, not even the corners of his mouth.
He didn't even notice it when he raised it.
Mrs. Su didn't know where she was waiting for Qingrong. As soon as she came, she saw someone. Mrs. Su looked at her and smiled. Qingrong didn't want to say more, so she acted coyly and didn't speak.
Seeing Qingrong's shy face, she didn't dare to look at herself. After all, she thought this girl was thin-skinned and didn't say anything. After she took the people back and had lunch, Aunt Du sent Qingrong back.
Got home.
Qingrong got off the carriage and was walking back to the house. Azhen couldn't help but said: "Sanniang, you and Xue Langjun seem to be in a good mood today."
Qingrong paused slightly, "Really?"
Songyue also nodded, pursed her lips and smiled: "Sanniang never lowers the corners of her mouth, and others can naturally see it."
Although Qingrong didn't mention it, the subtle atmosphere lingering around her would still make people aware of it. Even the Wangs and Si Niang were somewhat aware of it. Although Qingrong was not voluntary in this marriage, she was not willing either.
Just reject it.
When Mrs. Wang took the two sisters to the Xue Mansion to eat the full moon wine of Su's youngest daughter, she also met Mrs. Lu and several future sisters-in-law of Qingrong. They seemed to be easy-going people, which also made them interested in this family.
I feel a little more relieved about the wedding.
This winter solstice is the first winter solstice since Qingrong returned home, and there is a lively atmosphere in the Lu family. Wang said that this year's winter is warmer than last year, and there is less snow.
Qingrong didn't know what it was like before, but she felt that it was always much warmer than the winter in Nanyuan Mountain. But even so, she was still afraid of the cold, and she kept guarding the brazier to warm the stove all day long, refusing to let go.
"Sister, you are too afraid of the cold. You don't even go out. The severe winter has not come yet, so don't you have to never leave this brazier?" Siniang laughed at her and said this.
, but still consciously handed over a cup of hot buttermilk to Qingrong.
Qingrong took it and took a sip, feeling warm inside her body. She shook her head, "In the past few days and nights, it was Azhen and the others who gave birth to a warm basin and put it in the house, so I could sleep more peacefully. It was raining outside.
Is it snowing?”
"Yes. Sister, on the first winter solstice when you came back, grandma ordered the kitchen to prepare a lot of food, as well as mutton soup. You ate it to replenish your body. I heard that eating mutton during this winter solstice can ward off the cold.
Si Niang sat down next to Qing Rong and continued: "This winter solstice, the married daughter will also go back to her parents' home to celebrate the festival, but this time next year, my sister will be different from now."
Qingrong stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead, and said with a smile: "What's the difference? Isn't it your sister?"
"Of course it has always been the case." Si Niang pulled her and said with a smile, "Sister, I will get married in the future, so I have to come home more often."
The fire in the brazier in the house was a little bright, making people's eyes sore. Qingrong looked at her with loving eyes, her heart was moved, and she nodded in agreement, "Of course I can."
After a while, Wang and Lu Wenzhong also entered the upper room. They talked about the seasonal food during the Winter Solstice. The family chatted and laughed, and in a blink of an eye it was time to eat. This year, Wang paid special attention to the winter solstice and prepared it early.
The dried fruit cakes for the festival are ready and the wontons are still warm in the kitchen. They should be plated and fried, for fear that Qingrong might not eat enough.
"Sanniang, please eat more, I see you are always thin." Lu Wenzhong said caringly.
Mrs. Wang also said, "Yes, if you don't eat more, how can you nourish your body? You see you are so afraid of the cold in winter. If Si Niang eats more, she is not afraid of the cold."
Qingrong was amused when she heard this, "Six Niang hasn't even had haircuts yet. It's the time when she's growing taller, so she'll naturally eat more. Look, Auntie, I think Siniang is a bit mellower than when I came back."
Mrs. Wang also looked at it carefully and said happily: "Yes, I am a little fatter."
Seeing that Si Niang was getting upset, Qing Rong hurriedly smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? Our Si Niang is just a little fatter, but she is also a beauty. It doesn't matter at all."
Si Niang pouted her little mouth and hummed: "Sister, you are used to teasing me."
Finally, the family sat together and had a reunion dinner. Everyone felt relaxed and at ease, enjoying themselves happily. Qingrong looked outside, and there were snowflakes flying outside, and a patch of white snow had accumulated on the ground. The winter solstice has passed.
, also indicates that this winter month is coming to an end.
It has been more than a month since I drew the pattern for Mrs. Wei, and the skirt has already been finished. Mrs. Wei was very satisfied and specially sent someone to pick up Qingrong to see the effect of the dress.
Qingrong didn't want to go out in this cold weather, and she was also busy with her wedding recently, but Mrs. Wei spoke up, so she had no choice but to go. But when she saw those clothes, she also felt
It is really worth taking this trip by yourself.
I don’t know what tricks the Jiavalier shop used to make the patterns and colorful patterns, paired with these eight pairs of long skirts, look luxurious and elegant. Qingrong didn’t expect such a good effect, either.
Full of praises, the happiest person was Mrs. Wei, "It seems that I really made the right decision when I asked you for help."
"Madam, you are really complimenting me. It's obviously because of the skill of this jianjian that she can get such a dress with such bright patterns. If madam wears it, she will definitely be the most beautiful." Qingrong couldn't help but praise. Wei Xunyan
She is already charming and charming, and when she is paired with such a luxurious and colorful dress, it will really make people unable to take their eyes away.
Mrs. Wei covered her mouth and smiled: "You know how to talk."
While the two were talking, Mrs. Wei's daughter Jingniang also came over. The wet nurse explained at the side, "I heard that Madam invited the three sisters of the Lu family to look at the dresses, so she also made a fuss about coming over to look at them."
Mrs. Wei looked at Jing Niang lovingly, touched her head, and said with a smile: "You little girl, you know how to come and see the good things?" Then she pulled her and asked: "Look who is here, but also
Remember this lady?"
The pretty little Jing Niang looked at Qing Rong, nodded with a smile, and said in a sweet voice, "Remember, it's Sanniang."
Qingrong also liked the doll girl very much, and her smile became deeper, "Jing Niang is so well-behaved. She came from outside, but she's freezing?"
Jingniang looked at her with a smile and shook her head, "Jingniang isn't cold, is Sanniang cold?" After saying that, she reached out to touch Qingrong's hand, as if to warm her.
Both Mrs. Wei and Qingrong were amused by her clumsy movements, and Qingrong couldn't help but nodded her forehead, "Our Jingniang is so considerate, Madam, you are so lucky."
Mrs. Wei teased: "Don't be jealous, I have already heard about your marriage. After you get married, you will have a daughter yourself, why do you need to envy me?"
Qingrong pretended to be shy and lowered her head, "Madam, please don't make fun of me."
At this time, Ayan came in from outside and said, "Madam, the old lady asks Sanniang to come over."
Mrs. Wei nodded in agreement and said to Qingrong: "My mother has also heard about you and the fact that Ying Niang has given you a marriage. She was thinking about your wedding and prepared a gift for you."
Qingrong already had some bad premonitions in her heart at this time, but she could only smile and say: "The old lady is too polite, how can I do this?"
Mrs. Wei disagreed and said with a smile: "What's wrong with this? Not to mention Ying Niang, my mother also loves to reward and give gifts. I don't know how many gifts I have to give out in a year, so you don't need to go out."