Chapter 65:

Xiao Heng looked at Gu Suier's calm expression when he was about to marry a wife, and he even doubted that if she married a real wife, she could really turn a blind eye, and there was no sorrow in her heart?
He stared at the woman in his arms with deep eyes, his chest was suffocated, and his heart was unhappy.
He himself didn't understand what this thought was. It was said that Sui'er was sensible and thoughtful of himself, so he should be happy.
But... the lingering taste in my heart is not good.
Thinking of her gentleness and consideration for herself, the tender affection between the two, and his struggle in front of the old lady to not marry a wife, she even took it for granted that he would marry another one.
Xiao Heng's breath was really unsatisfactory.
Gu Suier realized something, she blinked her eyes, a little nervous: "San Ye, what's the matter? I...what did I say wrong?"
Xiao Heng turned away, pressed his lips together, and said quietly, "No."
Gu Suier didn't understand even more.
She knew Xiao Heng, how cold and cold these two words were, how wrong they were, how wrong they were.
What...what did you do wrong?
She thought for a while, and she felt like she didn’t. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and continued to pack Ah Chen’s clothes.
Seeing that she didn't care about herself at all, Xiao Heng had to turn her head and go to see Gu Suier to clean up after a long while.
Her hands were white and beautiful, and between her hands she folded Ah Chen's delicate and lovely clothes neatly and uniquely.
Xiao Heng watched her fingers flutter, folding one after another, and finally folded it, placed it in the cabinet, and took out another purse to embroider there.
She was very busy, and Ah Chen was busy with her purse, but she didn't look at herself.
Xiao Heng sat there silently.
He remembered that when he was very young, his mother took him through a street market where there was a meatloaf seller. At that time he smelled it and thought so much, so he yelled to eat meatloaf.
His mother said, there is no meatloaf here, you smell it wrong.
He stood on tiptoe to look, pointed to a stall over there and said, meatloaf, meatloaf, meatloaf is there, I read it right.
His mother blocked the meatloaf stall with her body, coaxing him and said, "You are wrong, there is no meatloaf." Then his mother dragged him away from the place and bought him a small snack.
He was eating that small snack, but he remembered the meatloaf he saw.
How could he smell it wrong, how could he read it wrong, that is meatloaf.
But he didn't say anything.
Because he suddenly understood that it was meatloaf, but his mother lied to him and said it was not because his mother couldn't afford it.
He made his mother embarrassed and distressed.
From that day on, he no longer dared to ask anything casually. Sometimes his mother asked him what he wanted to eat, and he said no.
Don’t eat, don’t like, don’t want, don’t hurt, don’t feel sad...
He became more and more silent.
This silence has continued to this day, even if he does not lack any food or care today, but he still can't easily say some things.
Besides, this is still the case.
If she really didn't care, he would mention it, and she wouldn't care.
"San Ye, are you...not happy?" Gu Suier asked in the evening after both of them were on the couch.
She felt that he was upset, but she didn't know why.
"Nothing." Xiao Heng closed his eyes and said dumbly.
In the coming days, he said to himself.
Since Zuo Xiuyan lived in Ruiding Houfu, she has eaten, lived and studied with Xiao Jin. The two are so close, they almost talk about everything.
It turned out that Xiao Jin spent a lot of time with several elder brothers since he was a child. When he was young, he liked to play with Jiang Zheng, the guard next to Xiao Heng. When he grew up, the family arranged a marriage for Xiao Jin early.
Xiao Jin didn't think it at first, but after a long time, he slowly tasted the taste, which was somewhat interesting.
But how could the family let her take this crooked road, naturally it was early to contain it.
Xiao Jin was trying to get along with Jiang Zheng. She asked Xiao Heng to go to Osmanthus Garden. In fact, the drunkard didn’t mean to drink, but for Jiang Zheng, because she only went out with Xiao Heng. She had the opportunity to contact Jiang Zheng more.
Sure enough, Xiao Heng had Jiang Zheng her at that time, which gave her a convenient opportunity.
Later, she wanted to give Jiang Zheng something, but she couldn't do anything, so she simply borrowed Gu Suier's handkerchief.
It's a pity that I felt stupid after sending it.
Especially when I saw the handkerchief in Jiang Zheng's room that day, I wanted to slap myself.
From then on, she became suspicious, but she didn't dare to say anything.
Piansheng Jiang Zheng has been transferred out of Yanjing City again, and there will be almost no chance to see you again in the future. For this matter, I am actually somewhat dissatisfied with Gu Suier in my heart, thinking that if you can hide this matter, why Jiang Zheng Will be sent away?
She was dissatisfied in her heart, and it was not easy to talk to her face to face. It was also very depressed. There was nowhere to tell about these things. Now that she met Zuo Xiuyan, she could just talk to her. Zuo Xiuyan was able to speak well and treat her well. Consolation, Xiao Jin thinks Zuo Xiuyan is her best friend in the boudoir.
And this Zuo Xiuyan has a gentle temperament and treats others kindly. She treats the people with courtesy and generous shots. Gradually everyone knows that this girl from the left is kind and praised from the top and bottom of the ruling house. .
Gu Suier finally made the purse to be given to Zuo Xiuyan, using silk thread of the same color as Xiao Heng's purse, and the style was quite similar, except that the pouch for Zuo Xiuyan was embroidered with a few lotus flowers.
There was heavy snow outside that day. Gu Suier fed Ah Chen. Knowing that Zuo Xiuyan and Xiao Jin were playing with the young lady, she hurried over. When entering the house, she saw Xiao Jinlu, Qingyi and Zuo Xiuyan together. The two young ladies are here, playing flying flowers there.
Gu Suier came forward and paid a respectful greeting. After that, she said, "I used to embroider things for a few girls and two young grandmothers. Now when I think of it, I just have time to embroider Zuo girl. Purse, I hope the girl left will not dislike it."
With that, he offered that purse.
When Xiao Jin saw it, she remembered that there was one on Xiao Heng's waist.
Because Xiao Heng never wears odds and ends, suddenly he hangs one more, which makes it particularly conspicuous.
"This is very similar to the one hanging on my third brother's waist!" Xiao Jin had just lost Feihualing and was holding up the warm rice wine into her mouth, and she couldn't help but say this in surprise when she saw this purse.
"Oh, isn't it?" Zuo Xiuyan glanced at Gu Suier somewhat unexpectedly: "San Ye seems to cherish that purse, and she wears it every day. I see that it looks really good, it's you. made?"
Gu Suier hurriedly said, "It was the servant girl."
Zuo Xiuyan smiled: "I never thought, you still have this ability."
After speaking, he took the purse in Gu Suier's hand and spread it out in his hand to look carefully.
I saw a small purse, which is really rare and exquisite and beautiful, which makes people love it. Hanging on the waist and holding it in the hand, it adds a little bit of the grace of the daughter of the Hou Men.
Zuo Xiuyan glanced at Gu Suier again, then nodded and said, "It's beautiful, it's so beautiful."
The grandma next to her smiled and said: "She is a clever man, that's all. The most commendable thing is that she is careful, you see, knowing that I haven't given you anything, I embroidered this purse happily."
The second youngest maid covered her lips, and then said with a smile: "Yes, we are wronged in our hearts, why not give it to us, but the the left, it is still so beautiful."
The second youngest grandmother said this, naturally deliberately joking. She takes care of Gu Suier quite a bit, and she is not the one with small belly and chicken intestines.
However, Gu Suier was very embarrassed and seriously defended: "Second young lady, if you like purses, then I will embroider you with another pattern."
The second grandma's purse is naturally incompatible with Xiao Heng's style.
Seeing her trying to defend her way, the second young lady couldn't help but smile, and the young lady hurried over and said: "You listen to her nonsense, it's not a day or two, you still don't understand her, tease you!"
When she said that, Lu Qingyi and Xiao Jin also laughed.
Here everyone is in a happy group, Zuo Xiuyan pursed her lips from the side, pinched the purse, and said with a smile: "I will accept such a good purse. By the way, we are playing Feihualing, you play with us Right."
"Ms. Zuo, this is no good. I don't know a few words. How can I play this? Besides, I can't drink."
"Why?"
"I am breast-feeding, not drinking alcohol."
Seeing this, the young lady smiled and said: "Ms. Zuo is a girl who has not been out of the pavilion, so she naturally doesn't understand this, but Suier, even if you don't know much, you still play with us anyway. Everyone is not serious. It’s just to have fun. You can’t drink, just use tea instead of wine.

When it comes to the story of the grandmother, Gu Suier can only sit down and play with the girls and the grandmother with Feihualing.
This Feihua Ling came to talk about all kinds of poems. Although Gu Suier didn’t learn much, she had a good memory. She wrote down the poems Xiao Heng taught before and what Lu Qingyi asked herself to recite. .
Now that there is nothing to do, she will still turn over, relying on the memory that she has memorized and contrasting the words on it, slowly recognizing most of the words.
Now that she was doing this flying flower order, she didn't react in time at first, and she actually drank a few cups of penalty tea, which made everyone jokes, and then slowly began to speak, and she was able to match up.
Until this round, when it was her turn, she needed the fifth word with flowers, and she blurted out "The short flame picks the remaining flowers, the night is silent".
This is a poem that Xiao Heng asked her to recite. Although it is a poem of swords and swords, it has flowers in it, and it happens to be the fifth word.
And Zuo Xiuyan was next to her.
When Zuo Xiuyan heard Gu Suier's poem, her heart sank fiercely.
Because it is now the seventh round of Feihualing, everyone is exhausted at this time. After all, the well-known poems have been used, so they can no longer be used.
Seeing that Gu Suier didn't read much, she thought that she must be wrong, and had already prepared a poem with the fifth word for flowers in her heart.
But by the way, Gu Suier came up.
Her head was blank at this moment, and she couldn't think of a poem that met the condition of the sixth word with flowers.
She really didn't expect Gu Suier to face him up.
At this time, everyone present was watching her.
She moved her lips a few times, but couldn't tell.
Although Xiao Jin is close to her, she is a straight-tempered person. People who are straight-tempered don't understand other people's difficulties. So when Xiao Jin saw her like this, she couldn't help but shouted, "One, two, three! Okay, Xiuyan didn't mention it. , A fine drink!"
Zuo Xiuyan's face instantly burned.
She did not expect that she would be defeated by Gu Suier with a flying flower order.
But thinking about the poem just now, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She also reads poems a lot, but she has never heard of this poem. Isn't it really something Gu Suier just compiled and dealt with?
It is important to know that those frontier poems with gold and iron horses have never been liked by boudoir daughters. What's more, this poem is written by a lesser-known contemporary general, and it is so rare that most people don't even know it.
So she stopped in her hand when she was going to pick up the wine glass and drink, "Where did this poem come from, and who made it?"
When she said that, she saw Gu Suier stunned.
With this look, she was immediately convinced.
Is this poem a bit tricky?
Holding the wine glass, she lowered her eyes, concealing the excitement in her eyes, and said calmly: "I'm ignorant of such a good poem, and I have never heard of it."