C113 New Year

Zhong Miao Yi did not rush to tell Bell that going to Qingge was not a small matter. Although Su Zeyi did not rush it, it was hard to guarantee that there would not be a temporary change.

Zhong Miao Yi thought for an entire night, even she herself did not know what to teach. Other than musical instruments and dancing, other than reading and reading, there was really nothing else she could teach.

There were thousands and thousands of paths in her life. She couldn't control the thoughts of the bell, couldn't imprison her soul, and only she knew how to find her own path in the future.

And the only thing the Zhong Miao Yi could do was to let Lingdang know that no matter what, she was not alone.

Su Zeyi would also go to Yun Mengqi's place. In this period of time, Yun Mengqi had quieted down and did not provoke the Zhong Miao Yi again, nor did she provoke Su Zeyi again.

Su Zeyi's attitude towards her gradually improved.

As the new year approached, the entire nation was filled with joyous and joyous celebrations. A scene of peace and peace was played out, and the Zhong Miao Yi gave a rare sincere smile.

The bell didn't have a new year, so she was always wandering around everywhere. To her, New Year was a strange and cold term.

Thus, when Zhong Miao Yi brought her to the biggest cloth farm in the capital to look at the cloth, Bell was dumbstruck.

She had never been to this kind of place before, nor had she ever seen such colorful and mottled cloth before. Zhong Miao Yi had already walked in, and she was still standing at the door hesitantly.

Ban Qiu was the one who walked last, and only after staring at the bell blankly for a long time did he step forward and pat her head. It's better to get used to it. "

The bells closed their mouths that were wide open due to shock, and patted their own faces. After taking a deep breath, they followed Ban Qiu and slowly walked in.

Zhong Miao Yi had already been standing in front of him for a long time.

Bell blinked, "Madam."

"It's the new year, you have to make new clothes and add jewelry." The Zhong Miao Yi smiled. She should have gotten used to this life in advance and become the Courtesan Belle in the future.

This was a place where the upper class of society would definitely come to. A portion of the cloth within the palace was transported from here, so it could be seen from this.

There weren't many people here today, but most of them recognized Zhong Miao Yi. The whispers never stopped, and Zhong Miao Yi didn't pay any attention to them.

When Bell heard that she was going to make herself new clothes, she could not believe it at first, and then there was an unconcealable ecstasy.

There were so many beautiful pieces of cloth here, and if she were to open her mouth, the rest of the clothes would be made into clothes and worn on her body.

The bell couldn't resist reaching out to touch it. The silk-like softness made her fingers tingle.

Just a few months ago, she had thought that she and her sister would starve to death or die from illness. If she was lucky, she would be treated as a lowly servant.

He came and went without a sound, like an ant.

However, the person she met was Zhong Miao Yi. This cold and elegant beauty in front of her was her master, but she had never been treated like a slave.

After a short moment of excitement, Bell's expression was clearly off.

Zhong Miao Yi tilted her head and looked at her, saying softly, "What's wrong? Don't you like it? "

Bell shook her head. "Madam, my sister. What happened to Yu Luo? Does she have these things too? "

Zhong Miao Yi's hands paused.

As a hitman, every day before he came out was the same. He repeated the same thing, but there was no festival.

Only under difficult circumstances would one be able to sharpen the most outstanding talent and cut off all emotions and desires to become the sharpest weapon.

But how was she going to tell the bell these words?

Tell her that your sister is on the verge of death, is it a problem if she can survive?

"Yu Luo naturally has one, or you can write her a letter." Zhong Miao Yi did not want to see the dazed look on the bell. In this world, having hope was always good.

"Can I?" Sure enough, Liu Ling's eyes lit up, but before Zhong Miao Yi could nod, her expression turned dark, "But Yu Luo can't read, even if she writes it, she won't be able to understand it."

"Then let's draw. The sisters' minds are interlinked, Yu Luo can understand it."

Ling Zhong was startled, then chuckled: "Madam is right, Yu Luo can understand painting, thank you Madam."

The knot in her heart was lifted, and she happily went to the front.

Waiting until Bell had left, Ban Qiu slowly walked over. "Is it really okay if you don't tell her the truth? Without setbacks, it will be very difficult for her to grow. You clearly know that Yu Luo is unable to accept those things, so why did you make her wait? "

"These two sisters are already suffering in their hearts. Do I have to make things worse?" The Zhong Miao Yi sighed, "It is better to have a wish. Moreover, who knows if Yu Luo can hold out against it? A lowly life has its own stubbornness, the Heavens cannot take it away. Look at me, isn't it still fine? "

Ban Qiu shook his head slightly, "You are different from them."

The Zhong Miao Yi chuckled: "There's nothing different. She is the me that was once, and will have her own life in the future."

Life is a strange cycle of death, rebirth, never stopping.

Zhong Miao Yi did not let her choose any more. She knew how to restrain her desire and did not forget her initial intentions, it was a good thing after all.

As for the jewellery, Zhong Miao Yi had helped Bell to get it done. She explained it all the way to Bell in a soft voice.

"In the future, you still have a long time to come into contact with these things. Remember, don't casually comment on anything, especially what you don't understand, don't let others see or understand it, and don't let them think that you understand it very well, keep it mysterious and let others not understand it, only then can you get more information from them." Zhong Miao Yi said in a low voice, she was too clear on the noble officials and idling young masters.

He will be interested in you. He will be interested in you, and you will know more.

For he will show more of your mystery, and see what will make you waver, but he does not know that it is in this process that he has lost all his secrets.

The Qingge's Courtesan Belle had a beautiful face and an otherworldly temperament upon seeing him.

This was what a bell should look like.

When Zhong Miao Yi was serious, Bell was always nervous. She didn't know why, but she somehow felt like it was a very important thing.

She was right.