In the previous chapter, Xiao Yuan said that on the condition of being a concubine, Shen Qishan found a way to rescue Adi Geer.

She stayed at home all day long, or searched for news everywhere, and the torment in her heart was self-evident.

Let’s talk about it that day, it was still the hour of Yin, and she woke up, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She heard a wheel of a cart on the street running over the bluestone road, which was the sound of collecting night fragrance (feces collected).

Xiao Yuan simply put on her clothes, picked up the toilet and lifted the hem of the skirt and went downstairs carefully, pulled the wooden bolt and opened the door halfway. It rained all night long. The sky was fresh and cold at dawn, and a stinking smell drifted in the air.

She handed the toilet to Jae-zi and came into the room to propose another one. Jae-zi was a white-skinned young man who quickly picked it up and poured it into the big bucket and returned it to her. She smiled but couldn't speak, and was born a mute.

Xiao Yuan stood in front of the door for a moment, and saw the prostitute who had come back overnight riding in a sedan chair with a round arm outside the sedan window, hanging weakly.

The sedan chair disappeared into the blue smoky color at the end of the street, and another four people carried the sedan chair and walked by in a hurry, rushing to the court.

Xiao Yuan picked up the toilet and went to the yard to clean it. He took a bronze mirror and took a look. Her face became a little haggard. Seeing that it was still early, she went to the kitchen to measure rice and cook porridge, threw away the red dates. She added firewood to heat a pot of water, poured it into a wooden basin, closed the stove door and took off her clothes and took a shower, took out the wooden scented shampoo I bought when I was in Yangzhou, and it flowed down her hair into her eyes. She held up the clear eyes, and somehow she burst into tears, and she couldn't stop it. It was not until the stove was filled with the sweet fragrance of dates that she wiped her face clean, and the water cooled her skin and her skin had a lot of goose bumps. She changed her clothes and put her hair behind her head to wait for the water to dry.

I chose to make a handful of Chinese toon, beat four eggs, stir-fry a plate of Chinese toon eggs with oil and salt, and then took a chopstick to pick up a sour radish, a few long cowpeas, a piece of tender ginger, and cut them into the jar and chop them up.

Then she opened the stove door and it became clear. Yan Dianxia was practicing swordsmanship. She looked for a while and made a basin of water for him to wash his face. When Sister Rong heard that she cried upstairs, she quickly lifted her skirt and ran into the main hall to rush up the floor.

"Crying ghost!" Yan Dianxia's sword was dyed with a ray of sunlight.

After breakfast, Xiao Yuan touched her feet and dried up, and casually picked up a cymbal in Hangzhou. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Uncle Zhao was not there, Yan Dianxia went to ask the door, and returned in a few words, saying that an official named Zhao Zhengchun came to see Miss Xiao.

Xiao Yuan was frightened, wondering why he came to the door, but he didn't even think too much, so he hurried to the door. Zhao Zhengchun's white background and black-faced shoes stepped into the threshold. He wore an official hat, a scarlet official robe, and a jade belt around his waist. It was obvious that he was passing by here in the morning.

Xiao Yuan was about to kneel down to pay homage. He waved his hand with a smile, saying that there was no need to be restrained. As he spoke, he had already entered the main hall. Xiao Yuan poured tea and water for him, and Yan Dianxia led Sister Rong away from him.

Zhao Zhengchun sat on a chair, having tea, and looked at the old two-story building around him. The biggest advantage was that it was facing the street. The worst thing was that the yard was extremely narrow. It seemed that the door was close to the eaves of the main hall, and the sun could not be penetrated. If the main hall was not lighted, the light would be very dark and the surroundings were dim. Xiao Yuan sat in front of a window, like a blurry silhouette.

"Don't you light the light?" He couldn't help but smile and reminded her, seeing her jumping up at a loss, thinking that she looked quite gentle on the surface, and it was not scary.

The candlelight lit up with a "hiss". Zhao Zhengchun watched her go out, came in and brought a plate of pine nut walnut cake, and put it in front of him and ate it in tea.
Chapter completed!