This is neither the fault of the coconut flakes nor the fault of Aro.
Although the two girls had only been with Qiao Jingjing for a short time, they were unaware of what had happened in Lujiang City back then.
But I heard about what happened later. I heard that back in Lujiang City, this young master Lu Xun and the young lady Da Qiao had discussed marriage, but it didn't come to fruition.
At this point, don't be so reserved.
Lady Da Qiao's husband is dead.
Lady Da Qiao was young and beautiful, in the prime of her youth.
If this young master Lu Xun still has that intention.
Why not help them make this happen?
This was what Ye Rong and A Luo were thinking.
As for Sun Shangxiang? She wasn't petty; she never guarded against her sister-in-law.
In the past, when her mother, Madam Wu, had a grudge, Sun Shangxiang had tried to comfort her.
Sun Shangxiang did not believe that a young woman should spend the remaining decades of her life in vain for her deceased husband.
Why be so old-fashioned and stingy?
They are a large family; they don't do these superficial things.
If it's so hypocritical, then why did the second brother marry Xu Jiao in the first place?
Is Xu Jiao still a widow in the Lu family?
Right or wrong!
So even if it was someone like Lu Xun, a young, cultured, charming, and well-educated man who was always hanging around in front of her sister-in-law Qiao Jingjing, Sun Shangxiang didn't think much of it.
Sun Shangxiang and Liu Ji chatted and laughed.
Strolling leisurely through the bustling streets of Yuhang.
Watching street performers and entertainers.
Look at the merchants and servants.
If Sun Shangxiang liked it, she would clap her hands enthusiastically and even tip the street performer a handful of copper coins.
Along the way, if you come across any interesting gadgets in the street stalls, such as grasshoppers made of straw, kites made of bamboo and paper, lanterns, oil-paper umbrellas, and so on.
Sun Shangxiang went on a shopping spree.
She bought at least ten lanterns.
I bought several baskets of grasshoppers, crickets, butterflies, and jade trinkets from the grassy area.
Aro and coconut flakes couldn't handle it anymore.
Qiao Jingjing knew that this was something Sun Shangxiang wanted to buy for her sister-in-law and niece.
Sun Shangxiang is kind-hearted and outspoken.
Sun Shangxiang then went to a jewelry stall and selected many hairpins.
She specifically chose the unique and exquisite ones.
She turned around and inserted a wooden hairpin into her sister-in-law Qiao Jingjing's hair bun, and then chose one for herself as well.
To Sun Shangxiang, these were just fun little trinkets; she bought and looked at them along the way, laughing heartily.
Lu Xun saw how intimate Sun Shangxiang and Qiao Jingjing were.
And it was a hairpin.
He wanted to buy it for Qiao Jingjing, but the little princess's unintentional joke ruined the atmosphere.
In fact, Lu Xun had always carried that pair of jade bracelets in his bosom.
It is said to be a family heirloom left over from the time of the First Emperor. He traveled hundreds of miles from Huating County in Wu County to Lujiang City to give it to Qiao Jingjing as a betrothal gift.
As a result, Qiao Jingjing was sent to Qu'a by her two younger brothers.
Unfortunately, the two missed each other.
Lu Xun had been carrying a pair of jade bracelets with him the whole way.
He could never find a suitable opportunity to give it to Qiao Jingjing.
For the past few days, he had been carefully observing her expression.
He thought she must be the kind of person who is strong in front of others but suffers alone and sheds tears in private.
Sun Ce is dead, such a serious matter, yet she didn't shed a single tear in front of others.
On the contrary, like Zhang Zhao and Zhou Yu, she was the first to step forward and take charge of the Sun family's affairs and the major events in the six counties of Jiangdong.
Lu Xun knew that she must be suffering a lot inside.
Fortunately, these later disturbances in Jiangdong, such as those involving Sun Hao and Sun Fu, were all quelled one by one.
He also had the opportunity to accompany her on a tour of the southeast region, to show her the mountains and rivers, and to distract her with things she enjoyed.
These days, he finally saw a smile on her face, a natural and heartfelt smile.
He was happy for her.
This day was the Shangsi Festival.
It is a time when people go to the water's edge to bathe, hold sacrificial ceremonies and feasts, and enjoy spring outings in the countryside.
The people in the city spent the morning shopping, buying paper. Some went home to make lanterns, while others, wanting some leisure, bought many lanterns on the street, all saying they would release them by the water that night.
As dusk fell, Sun Shangxiang bought many lanterns to release by the water.
Qiao Jingjing also let Ye Rong and A Luo take quite a bit.
People go to the water's edge to release lanterns, partly to pray for blessings and to ward off disasters, and partly to remember their loved ones.
Qiao Jingjing lit dozens of lights in one go.
These lanterns flow downstream with the water and eventually merge into the sea.
Lu Xun watched from the side.
He could see from afar that the slips of paper on the lanterns, though he couldn't make them out clearly, were probably all about Sun Ce.
Qiao Jingjing expressed her longing for Sun Ce in this way.
Lu Xun stood there, unsure of what to say.
Lu Xun was completely immersed in the story, sharing in her joy and sorrow.
In fact, Qiao Jingjing was somewhat forced into the situation, or perhaps she was deceiving herself.
A dead person.
The dead have long since lost their souls. No matter how much the living miss and yearn for them, it is merely the living's longing. What do the dead know?
Releasing lanterns to remember the deceased is nothing more than a form of self-consolation and self-redemption for those still living.
Qiao Jingjing stood by the water, watching so many lanterns drift away with the current.
This is like everyone's fate.
Once you start, you can't stop or quit halfway through.
Sun Ce's fate at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was like this, and wasn't her own fate the same when she came to this era?
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