Boyan? Si Boyan
Isn't that my uncle? The old grandmother saw herself and thought of him
Nan Yan frowned, raised her head, and saw that Tong Yuhua had closed her eyes, and the wrinkles on her face revealed an indescribable sadness under the dim light.
She unconsciously murmured, "I thought of him again..."
Then, came her call.
she fell asleep.
Nan Yan looked at her quietly for a while, although she was full of doubts, she reached out and gently pulled up the quilt, covering the old grandmother tightly.
However, he couldn't fall asleep.
As the daughter of the Si family, of course she knew about her uncle and her father's feats, but perhaps because of some unwritten orders from the emperor, even the family members kept it a secret.
Therefore, she doesn't know more inside information.
The uncle whose whereabouts were unknown also became a figure shrouded in mystery.
Why did the old grandmother say that when she saw herself, she thought of him
Is there something like him in myself
She doesn't understand.
Turning over to face the outside, seeing the candlestick beside the bed, the slightly flickering candlelight illuminated the spacious room slightly, and she couldn't help but think of Zhu Feng again.
How is he now
Must be having a good time, right
It's already the Chinese New Year, and there are so many concubines in the harem, so I don't know how lively and happy they are.
Thinking of this, she let out a sigh of relief, reaching out to cover her eyes—
Don't think about him, sleep!
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I fell asleep in a daze, and the next day, it was New Year's Eve.
This day is the busiest day. All the servants in the whole house will put on new clothes, paste Spring Festival couplets on the door, window grilles on the windows, and change the lanterns into bright red colors. Early in the morning, the servants are busy. The sound of killing chickens and geese can be heard from afar.
However, when I was a child, these excitement had nothing to do with me.
Instead, she will have bad luck on this day.
Although the old grandmother would happily bring herself to the main table for dinner, after dinner, Simu Yun, Simu Lan and the others would come to trouble her. Throw it in your clothes.
There was a big hole in the new clothes I just put on.
Her back was torn apart, and she was in so much pain that time that she even cried.
Later, she was scolded by the aunt again, saying that she cried during the Chinese New Year, and she was asked to kneel in front of the ancestor's spiritual tablet until the first day of the new year.
"Nan Yan, why are you in a daze?"
As soon as she heard the old grandmother's voice, Nan Yan quickly regained her senses.
At this moment, she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and a little maid came to comb her hair. The old grandmother stood aside, looked at the pretty face in the bronze mirror, and said with a smile: "My Nanyan is getting more and more beautiful, I don't know when, what kind of prince and grandson will come to marry you."
Nan Yan blushed, and hurriedly said: "Grandmother, don't talk about this."
"There's nothing wrong with that," the old grandmother said with a smile, "You're not young anymore, it's time to find a husband's family."
"..."
"Which son do you like?"
"..."
For some reason, Nan Yan thought of that livid face that would throw a tantrum at any moment.
Zhu Feng.
Luckily he didn't hear this.
Before, he just lost his temper when he heard that Jian Tongguang was going to help him out of the palace. If he knew, the old grandmother would help him find a husband's house...
Didn't he strangle himself
Just thinking about it like this, for some reason, my face turned even redder.