This was Liuyun's first time entering Ji's Mansion, and it was also her first time standing in the place where her mother had lived for many years. She stood outside the courtyard, staring blankly at the familiar place.
She has never been to the capital, but she seems familiar with this place. There is only one reason for this, because far away in Linyang City, the Li Garden dedicated to her mother in Mu Mansion is also like this, quiet and elegant, and as magnificent as other places. Out of place.
On the black plaque are several large Chinese characters: Qianyage.
I don't know what he thought of, but something strange flashed across Dongfang Ye's face. Liu Yun just turned his head and looked at this strange name with a dazed expression.
"Originally, this courtyard was called Nuan Ya Pavilion. It was the name that the old man personally thought up and asked the best craftsmen in the capital to make a plaque. After the eldest lady got her hairpin, it was changed to Qian Ya Pavilion. The eldest lady wrote this name herself and asked people to describe it. It's there." The speaker was Grandma Fang, the steward of Qianyage. She used to be Ji Mengxian's nanny. After the eldest lady got married, she stayed in Qianyage to take care of the yard and stayed there for nearly twenty years.
"Yes, this is my mother's word." However, it is not just my mother's word. Liu Yun frowned silently in his heart.
In Liyuan, there are many collections of my mother's poems. Even when the most talented woman in the capital came to Linyang, she never left behind the poems and songs she once loved. She practiced calligraphy in the study in her spare time. After her death, some of those calligraphy and paintings were lost. Most of them have been preserved intact.
At that time, although Liu Yun could only read a few words, he also liked to copy his mother's handwriting. Compared with the stylish "Qian Yage" in front of him, the eldest daughter of the Ji family who was in the capital when she was young was obviously He was a little more domineering and public, and became calmer after going to Linyang.
But why should we change warm to dry?
Liu Yun didn't know why he suddenly had such a question. He just stared at these three words and frowned more and more, as if an idea was coming out, but he couldn't catch it.
In the yard, there are rockeries, strange rocks, vines, green bamboos, and towering ancient cypresses. When you are in such a quiet place, you will suddenly feel like a paradise. You can watch the ancient locust trees and enjoy the breeze, and you can have a panoramic view of the picturesque scenery.
Pushing open the door of the main house, a cold incense hit her face. It was a smell she was familiar with, her mother's favorite "Dream Locking Incense". She often liked to burn such cold incense in the house, Liu Yun I have always felt that only a woman like my mother is worthy of such a cold and coquettish cold fragrance. The Lin family has also used it before, but it can't help but give people the feeling of imitating others.
The furnishings in the house were basically the same as those in the main house of Liyuan. Liu Yun suddenly realized a problem that she had always ignored. Maybe her mother had never forgotten everything about the capital in the past and was thinking about everything in the capital until her death. If not, what happened to her? Why is there a place similar to Qianyage in the capital hidden in Mu Mansion?
There is a wardrobe on one side of the room, and a bookshelf on the other side. The same is true in the main house of Liyuan. When she was a child, she once asked why there was a bookshelf in the bedroom when there was already a study room. At that time She had forgotten how her mother answered her, and now seeing the same bookshelf again made her feel breathless.
"Has Auntie always lived here?" Her slender hand passed over the dressing table. There was no dust at all. She thought that her grandmother was not wrong. Someone had always taken care of this place. She turned around and looked at the low-hanging bed curtain. , as if the owner of this room has never left, the carefully crafted jade-inlaid gums and brocade embroidered quilt are warm and welcoming.
"Yes, after the eldest lady got married, the old lady asked me to take care of her here all the time, saying that maybe the eldest lady would come back one day." Aunt Fang nodded, and there were some wrinkles under her delicate makeup.
Liuyun turned his back and stood in front of Xia Xia, raising a cold smile. Will he come back? He has fled so far to Linyang, how can he come back?
Yes, she would be willing to return to Ji's house. She had hoped to live in the place where her mother lived early in the morning. In fact, there was only one reason. She wanted to find out the truth about that year, the truth about why her mother married away from Linyang, and why she suddenly fell ill.
The truth behind his death, and everything that had obviously been buried.
"Are these the books my mother liked when she was young?" Liu Yun pointed to the books on the bookshelf and asked Aunt Fang who was standing behind her.
"Yes, the eldest lady has liked reading since she was a child. She has been literate since she was five years old. She can memorize all the books she has read. The master also praised the eldest lady and said that she has a photographic memory and is very smart." Aunt Fang said.
When Ji Mengxian was a child, there was always an indescribable sense of pride. Thinking about it, she was Ji Mengxian's nanny, so she was naturally closer than ordinary servants. The old man had many wives and concubines back then, and the old lady was devoted to matters in the house.
The fight was very dangerous, and she didn't have much time to take care of the eldest lady.
Liu Yun nodded. Her mother was known as the most talented woman in the capital. She was so talented that no one needed to tell her. It was just her so-called photographic memory that gave her a little more ability to draw fire. Let’s just say she was in the house in Liuli Mountain at that time.
Most of the things she found there were probably memorized by her mother with her photographic memory. As for whether those things really led her to the abyss, she didn't know.
Thinking of the things in her hands, Liu Yun couldn't help but clenched her fists. She had been hesitating whether she should give these to Dongfang Ye. Even though the two were now so intimate, she still didn't take them out. She always believed that Dongfang Ye was interested in them.
She promised that he would withdraw once the situation in the court was stabilized. She was only afraid that if she revealed these secrets, Dongfang Ye would fall into another storm.
"Sit down and rest for a while. You didn't eat much at night. How about asking Chu Xia to get you some snacks?" Dongfang Ye didn't like her expression very much. He always felt that a gap suddenly appeared between them.
"I was negligent. Just now, Butler Ji came over and told me that the young lady is pregnant. She needs to be more careful about her diet. I can cook whatever the young lady wants to eat." Aunt Fang's eyes fell on Liuyun's slightly raised figure.
There was a smile on her belly, as if she was really happy for her.
Liu Yun waved his hand: "No need to be busy, just let Chu Xia go. She knows my usual taste. Aunt Fang doesn't have to be busy serving me. You are my mother's nanny and my elder."
After hearing her words, Grandma Fang's eyes were moved, as if she was lost in memories: "The young lady is really very similar to the eldest lady, so considerate. The eldest lady was also so gentle at the beginning, but she didn't.
To think that... I would be jealous of Hongyan and let her pass away so early."
"Yes, Tian Jian Hongyan." Liu Yun's eyes flashed with shrewdness. She would definitely find out if it was just Tian Jian Hongyan.