Chapter 233 Honeysuckle

Dr. Xiong nodded repeatedly.

It has annotations and key points, which is very good.

Moreover, the fonts marked on the map are very neat.

Yuan Caiwei and Su Zhizhi's paintings were finally hung at the front of the classroom as examples.

Murong Ming, who was standing at the door, saw the paintings of Yuan Caiwei and Su Zhizhi from the window.

He scoffed and snorted.

But I also know in my heart that they draw well.

He felt uncomfortable when he heard Dr. Xiong praising Yuan Caiwei and Su Zhizhi.

This feeling is very familiar, just like when I am with my sister Murong Wan.

When he was with Murong Wan, he always heard others praising Murong Wan for being smart and sensible, and saying that she was naughty and mischievous.

Even Murong Wan looked at him with disdain.

He lost to Murong Wan in everything he did.

He thought that by coming to the martial arts school, he would no longer have to study with Murong Wan and would no longer be compared with other girls.

But on the day he came to the martial arts school for the test, he was completely defeated by Su Zhizhi.

Murong Ming doesn't like Murong Wan, nor does he like Su Zhizhi.

Both are smarter than him, both are more eloquent than him. In front of these two people, whether in civil or military affairs, he seems to be able to lose and become a useless person.

He couldn't even tease Su Zhizhi.

In the past, when he was in Lihe Hall, he often teased Murong Di, bullied Murong Di for being stupid, and tried all kinds of ways to make Murong Di look foolish.

But his ways of teasing fools cannot be replicated on others.

Because no one would be stupid enough to deliberately fall into his obvious trap, and no one would really see his foot quietly extended to trip people.

Without his servants around, he didn't even have anyone to order him to do anything.

He also thought about scaring Su Zhizhi, but Su Zhizhi seemed fearless.

She is not even afraid of fighting, not even the cannibalistic Mi Po people!

After class, Murong Ming and He Wenhan went to the kitchen.

Murong Ming angrily kicked a small stone under his feet into the pool beside him:

"I can't even beat her?!"

He Wenhan was just trying to make amends for yelling at Murong Ming last night when an idea popped into his head:

"Cousin Ming, we can't beat her, but isn't it easy to defeat her and vent our anger?"

Murong Ming looked at He Wenhan, who was about the same as himself:

"Can you beat her?"

He Wenhan straightened his body:

"I can't beat her here, but I don't know where else to go. I know a place where I can definitely make her lose!"

He Wenhan whispered a few words in Murong Ming's ear.

Murong Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't even been there! Is this even possible?"

He Wenhan: "No problem keeping it!"

The midday sun suddenly disappeared behind the clouds.

The willow branches by the pool shivered, brushing over the heads of the two people who were "plotting".

Yuan Caiwei and Su Zhizhi passed by and saw He Wenhan and Murong Ming standing by the pool and talking.

Yuan Caiwei put her hands on her hips and said, "I don't know what these two are up to. I really want to kick them both into the pool."

Su Zhizhi pulled Yuan Caiwei and walked forward, stepping on the spring scenery on the ground, as if she didn't see the two people.

Can't kick.

At least not during the day.

The sun hid behind the clouds, and the clouds melted into rain.

The weather in spring is changeable.

The dripping rain falls on the roof, creating a rhythm in the rain.

Tingyuxuan in Prince Gong’s Mansion is a great place to listen to the rain.

Because Tingyuxuan is far away from any courtyard, it is like an isolated island in the huge palace.

It is very quiet during the day and at night, and when it rains you can clearly hear the sound of each raindrop splashing.

Pei Xuan had chosen this courtyard because it was secluded and close to the outer wall of the palace.

Although Tingyuxuan is secluded in the mansion, it receives the same amount of sunlight and rain.

In spring, all things come to life, and the flowers and plants in Tingyuxuan are growing well.

Cherry blossoms, apricot blossoms, magnolias and wild flowers in the corners of the wall bloom together, as beautiful as clouds.

The main house of Tingyuxuan has been uninhabited for more than ten years, and only an incense table and tablets are placed inside.

However, a maid named Honeysuckle had been living in the side room.

Honeysuckle is now over thirty years old.

She cleaned Tingyuxuan spotlessly every day, as if there were other people living in the yard besides her.

Rendong wiped Pei Xuan's tablet with a clean towel, muttering softly:

"Miss, it's raining outside again."

"You can't practice outside when it's raining. You'll catch a cold."

"People are different from flowers and plants. Flowers and plants will grow when they are exposed to rain, but people will get sick when they are exposed to rain..."

After wiping the tablet, she went to wipe the table.

It was wiped clean so thoroughly that the light could even reflect a vague human figure.

Inside the main house, everything remains the same as it was before Pei Xuan left more than ten years ago.

When Honeysuckle put down the tablet, she caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table, in which was reflected a gradually aging face.

Honeysuckle pressed the back of her hand against the lines at the corners of her eyes, stood in front of the mirror, and murmured:

"Miss, Honeysuckle is old, old enough to be someone's grandmother."

In private, Rendong always called her Miss Pei Xuan, just like when they were in Pei Mansion a long time ago.

Sometimes, Rendong wondered how she had grown old. She would sometimes dream of her childhood, thinking she was still a little girl of seven or eight.

At that time, she followed her three older sisters and learned how to be a personal maid.

The three sisters are named Yingchun, Xiahe and Qiufeng.

Yingchun serves the eldest son, Xiahe serves the eldest daughter, Qiufeng serves the second son, and Rendong plays with the second daughter who is the same age as him every day.

When she was young, Honeysuckle always thought her name was not nice.

Yingchun, Xiahe and Qiufeng, the names of the three sisters are gentle and poetic, and they all sound very beautiful.

But her name was Honeysuckle, which sounded dry and not the name of a pretty girl.

Rendong quietly told Pei Xuan that she wanted to change her name to Dongmei or Dongxue.

Pei Xuan stuffed a round plum into her mouth and said to her:

"Dongdong, you have the best name. Spring will pass, the lotus flowers will fade, and the maple leaves will fall, but look at the honeysuckle in our yard. It still bears fruit in winter. It stays beautiful all year round and is always there."

Honeysuckle held a plum in his mouth and looked at the round and bright little fruits on the honeysuckle branches, and gave up the idea of ​​changing his name.

Later, the Pei family was gone, and Yingchun, Xiahe and Qiufeng were also gone.

Only the honeysuckle remains.

She is not smart, not beautiful, and does not know martial arts, but she has endurance.

She had endured several winters in this small courtyard and knew she could continue to endure.

Honeysuckle walked back to the memorial tablet, bowed before it, and silently recited in her heart:

Miss, honeysuckle has always been here.

Honeysuckle has been guarding the things left by the young lady.

Honeysuckle waits for the young lady to come back.

Honeysuckle knelt in front of the tablet, her forehead pressed against the ground, feeling the damp air.

squeak--

The door was pushed open.

The wind and rain blew in, and Murong Xun strode in:

"Go down, I want to be quiet here."

Honeysuckle retreated respectfully and silently.

She walked out of the house and stood in the drizzle, smiling falsely and mouthing the words to the closed door:

Jing, your uncle!