Jian Hening said this about Axiu, but she still looked respectful. This became more and more ridiculous in Jian Hening's eyes.

"You used to be a young lady from a scholarly family, but now she has become like this. Don't you feel that there is a huge gap in your heart?" Jian Hening turned around and said as she walked, "I don't know if your parents will react when they see you like this.

They feel that their daughter is too incompetent. It has been a shame for them not to recover the family for so long."

There were not many servants in the Shangshu Mansion. Ji Ziqi didn't like the excitement, so he sent people out early, leaving A Tong waiting outside the door.

Furthermore, when Jian Hening was talking to her personal maid, no one would deliberately listen. This new lady, no one knew her temper and would not bother her, let alone listen to the conversation.

I felt something was wrong.

No matter what Jian Hening says, Axiu won't take it to heart, because no one else knows what kind of person Jian Hening is, but she knows that Jian Hening will not let her go, and she will always stay.

Being by Jian He Ning's side, there are some things that you can tolerate if you can.

But for her former family and dead parents, Axiu would never allow others to use this as a reference.

Axiu's family fell into decline when she was young, and she worked as a maid next to Jian Hening when she was six or seven years old. Although she had great ambitions in her heart, she was unable to implement them because of Jian Hening's suppression. In addition, she is now suffering from illness.

, and couldn't even take a step away from Jian He Ning.

Faced with Jian Hening's ridicule, Axiu couldn't help but said: "Don't you know, Miss, why I haven't regained my family status yet? Don't you know, Miss, what she has done to you since she knew your inner thoughts?"

It’s just... I can’t stand seeing other people having other ideas.”

After Axiu finished speaking, her palms were covered with sweat, and she was so nervous that it was difficult to speak.

After hearing this, Jian Hening stopped, turned around and looked at Axiu, she smiled, and then said: "I think you are too bold to speak to me like this?"

Jian Hening's smile contained a trace of malice, which made Axiu feel scared.

I was thinking that since I was in the Shangshu Mansion now, I might as well go back to my yard and talk about it.

So Jian Hening turned around and continued walking forward, saying: "So what if I allow you to have your own ideas? With you like this, what if your family is restored? How many books have you read? Chest

How much can you tell from the poems and books in your belly? The name Axiu will be with you forever. Do you still remember what your name was before?"

Jian Hening said with a smile, because she was superior to Axiu in every aspect, so she was not worried that she would make any big moves. As long as Axiu was still her maid, as long as Axiu still needed her can.

Ointment must be inseparable from yourself.

Axiu held the jar of plaster tightly in her hand. She knew that if nothing unexpected happened to her, she would live under Jian Hening's oppression for the rest of her life. Because she was suffering from a disease, only Jian Hening had the ability to do so.

Fazi found ointment for herself. This disease was difficult to talk about, and she didn't want others to know about it.

But when Jian Hening said this, Axiu couldn't help but said: "My name is Xu Nianyao, miss. My name is Xu Nianyao."

…

Just like when Xu Nianyao first arrived at Jian's house at the age of six or seven, facing a small Miss Jian Hening who looked like a porcelain doll, Jian Hening asked with a smile: "What's your sister's name?"

Xu Nianyao lowered her head timidly and said, "My name is Xu Nianyao."

Little Jianhe stared at the housekeeper beside him and said with a smile: "Xu Nianyao, how do you write it?"

The old housekeeper said with a smile: "As I said in the afternoon, I am thinking of the word Yao, which the young lady learned yesterday, Li Bai's "Gu Lang Yue Xing"..."

"I also doubt that the Yaotai mirror is flying in the white clouds." Xu Nianyao lowered his head and said, "Miss, it is Yaotai from Yaotai."

The old housekeeper looked at Xu Nianyao with a smile, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and then thought that Xu Nianyao was originally a descendant of the Xu family in Qinghe, and it was normal for him to know some poems at a young age. He felt sorry for this Miss Xu, at such a young age.

Even if his family is in decline, he has no choice but to work as a slave in someone else's house, just hoping that he can be influenced by some culture in a scholarly family.

Jian Hening looked at Xu Nianyao, with a hint of disgust in her eyes, but it soon turned into a smile of innocence. She took the housekeeper's grandfather's hand, raised her head and said to him: "He Ning also knows

These."

There is only such a young lady in the family, and the whole family takes her into their hands and serves her. In addition, the young lady herself is well-behaved, smart and lovable, so no one in the family does not like her.

The old housekeeper looked at the young lady with a smile, nodded and said, "That's natural. The young lady is very smart and can learn it as soon as she learns it."

Jian Hening giggled, then looked at Xu Nianyao, and said distressedly: "But, Xu - Nian - Yao -, this name is too difficult to pronounce, and He Ning can't pronounce it. Since my sister wants to be in He Ning

Ning will take care of He Ning, and He Ning will be named after her, okay?"

The old housekeeper looked at Xu Nianyao who had his head lowered, and then at the young lady who was frowning as if she was distressed. Then he thought that since they bought Xu Nianyao to serve at home, it would be difficult to use his previous name.

For Xu Nianyao, it is also a kind of bond, so it is better to just go with the young lady's wishes.

"Okay, what name will the young lady give Xu Nianyao?" the old housekeeper asked with a smile.

They laughed and discussed under the wind-blown grape corridor. Xu Nianyao held her hands tightly at the foot of the steps. Now, one is a knife and the other is a fish. Nothing is left, not even the name can be left.

In order to stay in Jian's house smoothly, Xu Nianyao said nothing and let them handle it.

"How about calling me Axiu?" Jian Hening's eyes sparkled with joy. She looked at the old housekeeper, then at Xu Nianyao, and said: "The Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty wrote in "Autumn Wind Ci", 'Lan Youxiu'

The chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the beauty cannot be forgotten. He Ning liked this verse, so she called her sister Axiu. This is easy to write and easy to remember."

Jian Hening looked up at the housekeeper and asked for his opinion. Naturally, the old housekeeper had no objections. He nodded, smiled and said to Xu Nianyao: "Thank you for the name, Miss. This is putting aside the past.

Let’s start a new life in Jian Mansion.”

Xu Nianyao lowered her head, then knelt down and said, "Axiu...Thank you, Miss, for the name."

From then on, there was no more Xu Nianyao, and there was a girl named Axiu in the Jian family.

…

But even after so long, Axiu still hasn't forgotten her name. Every time she introduces her name to others, she talks about Axiu, but every time she says it, she silently repeats her name in her heart -

—"Xu Nianyao".

Since the death of his father and mother, the Xu family has been destroyed overnight. Only this name brought from home can give him some comfort, but it was easily taken away by Jian Hening. He can only quietly recite his name in his heart.

, Only in this way can she keep herself awake at all times. She is not just a slave of the Jian family, she cannot be just a slave of the Jian family.

Jian Hening couldn't help but smile when she heard her say her name, and then walked towards her yard without looking back.

Axiu knew what Jian Hening was going to do next, but she had experienced this kind of thing countless times, and she also knew that Jian Hening had a bad temper. No one knew what Axiu had experienced with Jian Hening, or what the reason was.

, Jian Hening seemed to only lose her temper in front of Axiu, as if she was suppressing Axiu endlessly.

But even knowing that there was a long road ahead with no return, Axiu could only follow her back to her yard. The itching on her back reminded her not to anger Jian Hening anymore. In the past few years since she was ill,

Jian Hening told herself many times that if she was disobedient, she would never give Axiu the ointment again.

There were also several times when Jian Hening did not give Axiu ointment. Axiu had to wait in front of her during the day, and endured endless pain at night. This kind of itching, even if the needle was inserted, it was ineffective.

Axiu was very scared. Thinking of that kind of pain, she felt a little timid. Why did she get sick? It should be Jian Hening who got sick. Why was it herself?

Why not Jian Hening? Shouldn't people like Jian Hening pay the price for this?

*

At this time, the front hall of Wanshou Palace was where Shen Shu lived. She was sitting in the courtyard, looking at the sunset on the horizon, her eyes blank, and she could actually laugh while looking at the sunset.

Her eyes are like water, with a bone-chilling coldness, and she seems to be able to see through everything. Her fingers are slender, and her skin is like gelatin. They are white and pink, and they seem to be able to squeeze out water. Her red lips are smiling like a beauty, and every move is like dancing. Her silky black hair hangs straight down.

Ankles, the fragrance emitted when dancing with the wind can attract butterflies. The waist is slender, the limbs are slender, and it has a fairy-like refined temperament. Dressed in white clothes, dark patterns of purple and blue butterflies are vaguely visible. A head of black hair is draped down smoothly, with only a few picks.

A few strands are lightly tied with butterfly tassels. A butterfly carved from a night pearl hangs on the forehead, emitting a full of light. There is no powder on the face, but it still cannot conceal the stunning appearance. A crystal necklace around the neck makes it even more beautiful.

Her collarbones were clear and crisp. The dark jade bracelets on her wrists highlighted her skin like snow. On her feet were a pair of gilt shoes decorated with fluorescent gemstones. Her beautiful eyes were flowing as she gently stepped into the threshold, her skirts flying, as if she had lost her breath in the darkness.

A pale butterfly with an indifferent expression, like a fairy who cannot eat fireworks from the world. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks.

Wearing a slightly simple plain shirt, it is elegant, refined and naturally beautiful. The dark blue silk thread is embroidered with blooming flowers of the other side on the material, extending from the skirt to the waist, but it does not look charming, but makes it look more charming.

A somewhat cold temperament. A dark purple wide belt gently girds the waist, showing off the slender figure, but also giving people a sense of elegance and luxury. The light blue open gauze dress is draped loosely on the shoulders.

On the top, the cuffs and neckline are embellished with tiny pearls. The hollow butterfly pattern is right in front of the flower on the top. It sways gently as people move around, just like a real butterfly is dancing. Every move attracts attention.

The clothes have a sense of flowing waves. Half of the blue silk is tied into a silk bun, and the other half is densely braided into long slender braids. It is only decorated with a moon-white jade hairpin, embodying a kind of femininity and charm. Use charcoal black to draw the willow eyebrows, which is more

The skin is fair and delicate, and the lips are lightly smeared with light red lipstick, which is pretty and charming. The afternoon breeze caresses the face and wakes up, the water-red skirt is embroidered with double butterflies, the beaded green silk willow moon bun, and a little bright red eyebrows. Makeup

Right, lift up the hem of the skirt, the lotus and jade stand upright, just in response to the sentence of "coming out of the mud but not stained, washing the clear lotus without being evil", the big and smart eyes are as black as freshly soaked ink crystals, and they are scattered all over the floor.

Starlight. This sweet girl seems to be a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world and was stained by the slightest trace of earthly connections. Just one look at her makes people suddenly lose their soul.

The impeccably regular facial features are meticulously arranged into beautiful outlines. Under the light shadow of the eyes, there is a natural noble and melancholy temperament, like the snow orchids at the bottom of the deep valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones. Piao.

Liao's skirt and coat are tightly wrapped in silk and satin, showing her exquisite and alluring figure. The blue butterfly coat covers her fair skin. There are blue stripes around her, but if you look closely, you will see a dark blue light. The crystal clear inverted earrings hang down and sway. They are scattered around the shoulders.

The black hair is pulled up with a blood-red platycodon flower hairpin, and inserted diagonally into the flowing black hair. A thin layer of powder is applied, the eyebrows are as curved as willows, and the forehead is lightly dotted with vermilion, but it seems charming. The red piece is sucked into the red lips with delicate hands, like blood.

.The laziness is undisguised. The demeanor is as blue as a blue.

The coat is made of thin, white gauze, which vividly reveals the graceful figure. The waist-length hair is blown all over the sky by the wind, and a few strands of hair fly playfully in front of the face, making it even more elegant and natural.

There is no decoration, just a light blue ribbon, gently tying a strand of hair. With a slight smile, the pear vortex appears, the hands are like catkins, the skin is like gelatin, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the head is like a rhinoceros.

She has beautiful eyebrows, a beautiful smile, and beautiful eyes. Her eyebrows are like green feathers, her teeth are like shells, and her waist is like a plain waist. A blue chain is lying casually on her wrist, which makes her skin white, tender and shiny. Her eyes are as pure as water,

Occasionally there is some melancholy, giving people a feeling of elusiveness.

Jingyin stood quietly next to Concubine Shen, looking at her deterioration day by day, and couldn't help but ask: "Concubine Shen, you just met him once, and you can't forget it like this? Even if it's love at first sight,

Since I won’t see you again, it’s time to let it go…”

Shen Shu looked at the sunset and said sadly: "Love at first sight doesn't mean falling in love with someone once you see them. It means you can't forget them after you see someone once."

Jingyin was speechless. She had never experienced human relationships and had no idea what love at first sight meant. Now, whatever Mrs. Shen Taifei says is whatever she says.

Shen Shu lay weakly on the imperial concubine's couch and said: "It turns out that the Ai family didn't understand why so many concubines really had friendship for the emperor? How could the emperor have so much friendship for them? Only later did he understand.

, it turns out that many times, many people cannot get the friendship between two people at all. At the funeral of the late emperor, what on earth were they crying about? Was it the unrequited feelings they had given, or was it the youth that perished in the Forbidden City?
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