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Chapter 160: Retrospective Memory (1)

Wen Jiaojiao had a long dream. In the dream, the sun penetrated the window pane and fell on her face. It was her favorite warmth.

There is a warm couch by the window, soft pillows and blankets with a strange smell, a low table filled with various snacks, toys scattered everywhere, and the room always has a medicinal smell.

That was the most common scene in her fifteen years.

Since she was born, she spent many times sitting on the couch, lying by the window and looking out.

I watched a sycamore tree planted outside her small yard blooming in spring, its leaves turning yellow in autumn, and falling in winter and becoming bare.

It is the only tree in Wen Mansion that can bloom in spring. It is planted outside the courtyard. Sometimes when it is windy or rainy, the petals will be blown into the courtyard. My mother-in-law will ask people to carefully sweep these petals away. Don't blow them.

Go to her house.

She likes to see those fallen flowers, but she can only see them occasionally. The maids will clean them up quickly when they find them.

Spring has arrived, and the flowers are in full bloom in the capital. The third sister comes here from time to time to tell her which flowers she saw at the flower festival today and which flower bloomed better. She picked a bouquet of peach blossoms from outside and came back with her mother-in-law.

When I wasn't paying attention, I squatted under the window holding a vase and showed it to her.

After being discovered by her mother-in-law, the third sister was scolded. The third sister was always smart and sweet-tongued even when she was scolded. Her mother-in-law had always been a sharp-tongued person who would extinguish the fire as soon as it appeared.

The third sister has a smart mind and is the best at reading minds. She also likes to look at people's expressions to analyze what they are thinking at that moment. She can talk to even the most tricky girl in the capital. With this ability

The kung fu is really great.

"Actually, the girl from the Xiang family is just a bit bad-mouthed. Because her mother is a surname, she is often criticized by others behind her back, so she is like a hedgehog. As long as she follows her words and praises her, she will be fine.

She was embarrassed."

Every time the third sister came back from various banquets, she would tell her what the new girl she met today was like.

She likes to hear the third sister talk about these girls. The third sister can always understand the temperament of these girls very thoroughly. In her words, no matter how good these girls are, they have shortcomings and no matter how bad they are, they also have advantages.

In her eyes, people can never be perfect, nor are they either good or evil.

Auntie had taught her such profound truths. The third sister was very smart and had figured out a lot of truths from those worldly ways. However, she knew the world but was not worldly. She was a very transparent girl.

The third sister's knowledge is actually the best in the house, not even as good as her eldest brother.

"Jiaojiao, these are the clothes I made for you. You can try to see if they fit you."

The eldest sister likes tailoring and can make her own clothes at the age of twelve. She often experiments with her and has made many clothes for her since she was a child, but half of them were taken back and remade by the picky Aunt Meng.

The eldest sister is the most gentle-tempered person. Her name is very consistent with her temperament, Wen Wanzheng, which sounds like a girl with a gentle temper. Although she is gentle and virtuous, the eldest sister is very tough at heart and does not shed tears easily.

When the eldest sister got married, it was the first time that Xiao Jiaojiao cried in front of her, "Jiaojiao, the eldest sister is going to the south. When the time comes, the eldest sister will bring you back specialties from the south."

The eldest sister is married to a traveling merchant, and she is very envious of it. The traveling merchant travels between Beiyuan and beyond the Great Wall every year, and can even go as far as the seaside. The eldest sister often writes letters to her, and she draws some pictures on the letters.

It was all the scenery she had seen, and she drew them all to show to her little sister who couldn't go out.

The eldest sister said that although it was hard work traveling around doing business with her husband and sleeping in the open air, she was much freer than staying in the boudoir in the past and could see the vastness of the world.

She thought that in the future she would also marry a traveling merchant and go see the world outside.

Aniang often told her about the days when she was young and outside the Great Wall, when the eagle spread its wings on the yellow sand and the sunset was as red as blood.

Aniang was born in the Xiao family of the Duke's Palace. All the children of the Xiao family grew up in the border area for generations, except her.

She is the weakest child in the Xiao family. She cannot practice martial arts, ride horses and archery like them, nor can she go to the border and see the boundless desert.

What she admires the most is Sister Qingyu, who is fifteen years older than her. She heard from her mother that when she was young, she held a spear and fought with her father and brother on the battlefield to defend against enemies. Once she was trapped by the enemy, she beheaded the leader.

, her grandfather, the Duke, who was the most stern to her, finally recognized her and made her the youngest female general in the army.

Later, the border finally ushered in the most stable period in hundreds of years. Countless meritorious soldiers were rewarded, and her sister became the queen.

Although Xiao Jiaojiao didn't know whether Sister A was willing to become the queen, she knew that as a person who had seen the vast world outside, the huge palace was just a small place to her. How could she be willing to be stuck there for the rest of her life?

A place with a square sky.

When she is in better health, she will go to the palace to see Sister Qingyu. Although Sister Qingyu has become the queen, she has always been her sister. Sister A will never act like a queen in front of her.

She is just like A Niang to her.

In the palace, they ate and lived together. Sister would sometimes tell Xiao Jiaojiao some stories about her time at the border, and she would also show her some of the most precious objects in her collection. They were all shiny gems, carved into

All kinds of looks.

She knows some woodcarving skills herself, and these gemstones are carved very delicately, which is not the skill of ordinary people.

She also saw a small box collected by her sister, which contained a very special thing.

It is a small braid. The hair color of the braid is chestnut color that is not found in the people of Beiyuan. The unbraided ends are curly. It is the hair of a foreigner.

At night, Xiao Jiaojiao and her sister would lie under the quilt. She would always read a book before going to bed. Her sister would bring out some of her collections for her to play with, knowing that she likes to read geography books and atlases the most.

He took out a stack of letters.

Those letters were accompanied by many drawings. The landscapes and landscapes painted above were something she had never seen before, and she found them very novel.

"This is Salo, and the surrounding countries are all dependent on this country."

My sister pointed her finger on a drawn map.

Sara and those other countries were outside the Great Wall, very far away, separated from Beiyuan by a desert.

But there are many inns and desert towns connecting them together.

"This is the national flower of Sara, called the flame flower." Sister took out a flame-shaped accessory in her hand.

"Sister, who is this?"

She saw a picture of a man. In addition to this, there was another boy who looked somewhat similar to this man.

"This is the king of Sara, called Makino." Sister's eyes were very gentle, and she laughed softly: "He was once a good friend of Sister, and many of your beautiful jewelry were sent by him."

Saying that, Sister A pointed at the little boy next to him: "This is his younger brother Que Wu, who is four years older than Jiao Jiao. He is also a cute child like Jiao Jiao."

She looked at the young man with curly hair and held his head high, and smiled silently. He was born very special, with a kind of flamboyant wildness, and a vigorous vitality in him. His unruly eyes made him look like a

A little leopard.

When she was twelve years old, she saw this flamboyant little leopard at a palace banquet where all nations came to court. The winter in Beiyuan was extremely cold, but he only wore a thin gown with the collar open. He was wearing beautiful silver ornaments and

The gemstone accessories jingle as you walk.

He was wearing a fur-edged cloak that was not very thick. She recognized the cloak. She saw that her sister had dug it out this morning, and it turned out that it was given to him.

The palace banquet was a place for adults, and she was a little bored staying there. Those eyes looking at her made her feel uncomfortable.

In the square outside Yingqing Hall, there were many young ladies from aristocratic families playing in the snow and on pulleys. She could only stand on the porch and watch.

She looked at the third sister and her brothers together, and wondered what she and the second sister said. The two started arguing again. The second sister was surrounded by many young men from aristocratic families, and she said: "Forget it, second sister."

I've always been there to let you go, why should Miss Third be so unforgiving?"

"Why is the third girl so sharp-tongued towards her sisters? She's really a bit mean."

"Yes, we are all sisters. Please be nicer. The second girl will be scolded by you and cry."

She knew that the third sister's brain would stop working when she met the second sister. The third sister said to her: "Talk to Wen Miaoran and use your brain. That is an insult to my brain."


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