Marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmaker's words.
Mrs. Mo Zhang once said that no matter who Shen Yuan wants to marry in the future, as long as he is a good person, she will not interfere. Shen Han did not think too much. From the moment the brother and sister met, Li Xuecheng was there; he had heavy military affairs, Just prepare the dowry for the girl, and don’t have time to think about whether there are any changes.
In this world, Shen Yuan is lucky. She doesn't have to endure the pain of a blind marriage. At the same time, she has fewer people to consider and plan for her. She needs to keep her eyes open and meet her lover. It would be better if The other party is not very reliable and is really tiring.
As early as before the Chinese Valentine's Day, she began to test Xuecheng, seemingly casually asking him if he was willing to get married, and followed her to the ends of the world, forgetting everything here, not only her own past, but also the secrets Xuecheng had never uncovered. .
If he doesn't take the initiative to tell her, she can never ask.
Regardless of whether there is a secret or not, regardless of whether there is anyone else, as long as Xuecheng is willing, Shen Yuan will go with him, even if... if the final outcome is destined to be cruel, even if she falls into the Abi Hell and will never recover, she will risk it and willingly Follow and share the responsibility with this man.
The sun is clear, shining through the translucent window paper, reflecting the beauty in the mirror. The sun shines on the face, casting a hazy light golden color. The clothes are plain, the jewelry is low-key, and there is only a begonia in the corner of the eye. Burning burning.
Shen Yuan looked from the mirror to the outside, and smiled to himself. He took off the glass hairpin on his head. Only a few beads polished with lapis lazuli remained on the black bun. The lines were timeless and glowing with a deep luster. I don't know when, from now on, People in Mojing City say that Lengxiang Courtesan likes to wear red, which is colorful and eye-catching.
In fact, otherwise, she would not choose a bright color if there was nothing else to do, just because it looked like blood and she didn't like it. But the color really flattered the beauty. A brush of cinnabar and thick ink can show the beauty to the maximum extent. She certainly looks good in other colors, but it lacks some charm, which makes me feel regretful.
Facing the water chestnut mirror, Shen Yuan's thoughts had shifted for the most part, and she temporarily let go of all the worries about Li Xuecheng. Only then did she realize that in her confusion, she forgot to add the finishing touches, and the five-petaled begonia was missing its stamens.
The flowers were no more than the size of a fingernail, so she changed to the thinnest pen, took out several small porcelain boxes, tapped the rims, tapped out various colored powders little by little, mixed them with warm water and slowly ground them until a cup was made. The half-condensed rouge that rises to the color of the morning sun moistened the tip of the pen and gently dipped it in a small amount. Shen Yuan came close to the mirror, concentrated on it, and without blinking, added a few pistils to Begonia.
Shen Yuan looked up at the time and remembered that Guanying would be picked up later in the evening. Privately, Mrs. Mo Zhang had already mentioned that people from Chunyan Lane would not come in, and they would all wait outside the side door of the side courtyard. The people from Lengxiang Pavilion tied up Guanying and went out. After a visit, she saw that Guanying was getting more and more helpless. Shen Yuan couldn't help but imagine what kind of trouble this former top lady would be in when it was time to leave.
In the nearly ten years since Lengxiang Pavilion opened, there have been two top names in total. To be honest, Shen Yuan only recognized Miss Mingxiang. From the first day when Guan Ying won the prize, she had never been optimistic about it. If she didn't show up, Sheng Qiu Xiao Already monopolizing the beauty of spring, it is like a new golden sign. Even if Mrs. Mo Zhang has concerns, she is afraid that it won't be long before she is known as the number one.
No matter who it is, it is the face of Lengxiang Pavilion, and there is no substantial conflict of interest with Shen Yuan, so she naturally doesn't care. When Li Xuecheng comes back from his trip, the engagement will be put on the agenda, and then when Shen Han returns to Beijing, and Mrs. Mo Zhang discussed how to prepare for the wedding. As a newlywed, she did not need to worry about anything. She only had to wait quietly to put on the phoenix crown, put on the Xiapei, and sit in the sedan chair.
From this point of view, everything is still worth looking forward to.
The wedding dress is also bright red, and there are still mysteries in the snow city, Shen Yuan can ignore it. When the future is bright, it is natural to move forward with confidence, but if it is foggy and the future is uncertain, should we stop moving forward?
She is afraid of many things, but that doesn't mean she will shrink back. If the fog is present, then be bold and careful to explore, and walk through it with all your strength, and there will naturally be a bright future.
When Feiyue and Feiyun came back, their mistress had already changed his mood and sewed a wristband by the window. Li Xuecheng's letters were put away by her and placed in the bottom drawer of the nine-layer ebony dowry, hanging Brass Mandarin Duck and Pisces lock, the key is kept in a secret place.
"Why did the girl take off her jewelry? Do you want to comb your hair again?" Feiyue asked.
The tea on the table had not been touched and was half cold. Feiyun moved it to the table by the wall and cleared the table. After not being in the room for a while, the two maids were not idle either and went to the small kitchen to prepare snacks. The stove was still on. Then the girl at the bottom pounded the rice flour and put it in an urn, and then was sent to grind the dry tea.
Shen Yuan put down the needle and thread: "No need, I just feel heavy. Anyway, it's better to dress lightly in your own room." After saying that, he glanced at the table and said, "What did you get? I haven't seen you two for a long time, but you are in the kitchen." Gone."
"Hawthorn milk dew, hemp seed tea cakes, newly thought of tricks, slave also made a little salt and pepper, it tastes good, the girl will try it." Feiyun opened the food box and took out two thin plates and a covered bowl.
Shen Yuan was confused: "It's just milk dew, tea cake? But the kind made with fried tea leaves? Why do you think of making this?"
A hexagonal blue and white shallow dish is circled with gold thread, and a cluster of colorful butterflies and roses are burned along the edge. The fried green tea leaves are dry and crispy, and are placed loosely in the center. One dish is sprinkled with sesame white sugar and embellished with a little green and red silk; As Feiyun said, the salt and pepper were replaced, and the color became slightly darker.
Feiyun said: "I just moved here this year, and there are still a lot of things in the storehouse. When I packed them up, I found that there were some chicken tongues that I had saved the year before, and they already had a stale taste. The girl couldn't get used to drinking them. Sister Feiyue said it would be a pity to throw them away. It happened that in the morning, the slave asked the little girl to pound rice, and when she was done, she replied, and then the slave thought that maybe she could try making it into a tea meal."
Shen Yuan nodded in approval: "Yes, success comes from diligence and frugality, failure from luxury. The tongue of the year before last? If I remember correctly, my brother sent it back specially and kept it here, but he actually forgot about it."
The tea puffs are freshly made, with a fragrant fragrance, slightly bitter and sweet. Soak the tongue in cold water for half an hour in advance, drain it thoroughly, beat the egg whites and mix in, wrap it in pansy powder and spread it out on a large plate. Method It's not difficult, but there is a key to success. It is necessary to heat the oil over high fire until it is half-cooked, then the tea leaves can be put into the pot. Add firewood when they float, and then remove from the fire until there is no water left. Take them out of the pot while they are hot. Sprinkle condiments on the plate.
It's just a matter of frying a few leaves. It's not easy to make the roots distinct and the flavor to be three-quarters. The pandan powder must be shaken evenly, and you need to be quick and eye-catching when it comes to the heat. Feiyun is tall and thin, but has a lot of strength. There is no fuss about setting up the pot or starting the stove.