I had
a measurement in my heart, and I was not surprised when I heard it. I looked up at Qin Xichen, but he also looked like a light wind and light clouds. He nodded slightly to Zhao Jingming without showing any trace, with a faint smile on his lips, and gently protected me from the carriage.
On the east side, the door of the vermilion palace was open, and the imperial guards armed with knives and armor stood on both sides. A Chamberlain with a maid of honor stood in front of the door to check the guests as usual. When it was Qin Xichen’s turn, a maid of honor wanted to come forward to check, but the Chamberlain stopped her in a hurry and said with a bow and a smile, “Little Hoof is not sensible. These rules shouldn’t be applied to the second son.”
Qin Xichen just laughed it off, did not say much to the Chamberlain, and took out an ingot of gold from his sleeve and gave it to him. In public, the Chamberlain did not have any taboo, openly received the gold, then waved to teach people to make way for us to leave. To see the big from the small, a mere Chamberlain eunuch dares to collect money insolently, and there are many moths in the huge palace.
I only took one look and then moved my eyes away, followed Qin Xichen with low eyebrows, only half a step away from him, faintly smelling the sandalwood fragrance on his body.
He spoke to me in a low voice, reminding me of my eating preferences, words and actions in the evening. Everything is very meticulous, which shows that he is really an excellent elder brother.
But after being with Wan Yan day and night for such a long time, I am naturally very clear about her habits, and there is no need for him to elaborate. He had no intention of stopping, and I finally interrupted him.
At that time, a line of palace people passed by me, and in order to avoid the reality of the people, I smiled softly, using the name that Wan Yan called him, and said softly, “Brother, I know all about it.”
He walked with a slight lag and immediately looked back at me. I looked back at him with some puzzlement, but he blinked his eyes slowly, looked at me again, and smiled with his thin lips. This look made me very uncomfortable, and I quickly winked at him, silently urging him to go quickly. He gave a low smile and then raised his step again.
Red walls and yellow tiles, carved beams and painted pillars, deep palace corridors, and groups of slaves. I walked in front of him one after the other, and it took me a long time to get to the Anzheng Hall where the banquet was held. The banquet in the hall had already been set up, and the seats were so wide that they spread all the way to the outside of the hall. Rank, the seat will be located outside the hall, and the emperor’s grandson noble relatives, heavy minister and heavy soldiers, the seat is in the hall. Etiquette is in good order, and the order is clear, so although there are many people attending the banquet, the banquet is not chaotic.
According to the qualifications, Qin Xichen and I could not enter the main hall, but the Chamberlain came forward and led us to the Anzheng Hall with great respect. At this time, the hall was very lively, and the powerful ministers and nobles followed the order in the meantime, either offering or offering, left and right in order. I moved my
eyes slightly and looked around the hall quietly. The first thing I saw was the innermost and highest position in the palace. Before the emperor arrived, there were delicious food and wine in the sky above the banquet table. At a glance, the line of sight moved down, passing through the crowd one by one, and saw several familiar faces. Prince Qi Shao-kuang was the one who teased him with his beautiful concubine in his arms; the third prince Qi Shao was the one who chatted with the princes of the aristocratic families; Song Shangshu was the one who discussed with the courtiers and generals; and Song Yinmo was the one who sat behind Song Shangshu with his eyebrows closed and his eyes lowered and his ears raised. I haven’t seen him for
a month, but he seems to have lost a lot of weight. I saw him wear the vermilion official clothes embroidered with cranes when I was a spring peach. Now it is much looser on him than it was on that day. He was listening to the grown-ups, with a steady look and a well-behaved manner that did not match the purse at his waist. When the ministers around
him had finished talking about the affairs of the court, one of the ministers said to Song Shangshu with a smile, “Your son is the most successful in the younger generation. He is already a third-grade young minister at a young age, and he will take over your burden in the future.”
Another minister chimed in: “It was also Lord Song who invited the old man out of the mud into the court. I’m afraid I’ll have to give him a reward for doing this great service for the emperor.”
Song Shangshu twirled his beard and smiled faintly. “You shouldn’t call him Old Mud,” he said. “You should call him Master Guo.”
Hearing this, I withdrew my eyes indifferently. Song Yinmo looked up with some feeling and looked in my direction. When his eyes fell on me, he squinted slightly as if he were distinguishing something, and then his eyes lit up in an instant. Separated by the crowd, he looked at me heavily, his thin lips moved slightly, as if there were thousands of words to tell his lips and tongues, but in the end he did not speak, nor did he look away. Many people in the
hall noticed Song Yinmo’s abnormal behavior, followed his eyes and saw me, whispering gradually. If I were an ordinary person, I would have shouted, “What are you looking at? I’ve never seen a beautiful woman.” But I’m playing Wan Yan now, and Wan Yan would never say such a thing. So I quietly lowered my eyelashes to cover my fundus emotions. Although my face was calm, my heart was not happy in the end. The man in the green shirt beside me is probably the one who
can feel my emotional changes best. Qin Xichen smiled softly, and then cleverly moved forward to protect me behind me, blocking different eyes for me. He and Song Yinmo looked at each other, and in a flash of lightning, the peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a strong warning. After forcing Song Yinmo to move his eyes, he turned his head to look at me, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took me to his seat with a light smile. The banquet
has not yet begun, and there are no hot dishes on the table, only a variety of fruits and cakes are listed, and several plates of blooming flowers are interspersed with them, which are fragrant and beautiful.
Qin Xichen sat next to me and could talk to me with only a little sideways. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to a party, and here you are.”
Not far away, a group of people led by Qi Shao had been smiling and gesturing to him for a long time. One of them said with a smile, “Sister Wan Yan, we are going to get your brother drunk today.” With a smile and a wave of his hand,
Chi Shao said, “I haven’t forgotten the shame of Qin Er’s party last time. This time you’re going to drink it yourself. Don’t take me with you!”
Qin Hsi-chen chuckled and cast his eyes lazily over him. “If I remember correctly,” he said, “there seems to be one of you in that group of drinkers.” As
he spoke, all the people present laughed. They were young courtiers, laughing and scolding, and their eyebrows and eyes were full of the spirit of youth. There was no Song Yinmo in the laughter. He lowered his eyes and looked a little absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Qin Xichen turned a glass of wine between his fingers and listened carelessly to Qi Shao’s retort. His eyebrows and eyes curved. He raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass. When he drank, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, and the evil spirit reached its acme. He put down the cup carved with gold and jade and got up to look for Qi Shao.
I quickly called him in a low voice and told him, “Brother, just have a drink. Don’t drink too much.”
Plain light words, do not know where to touch him again. He looked at me with a light smile, his lips raised a beautiful radian, and his peach blossom eyes also curved, and his eyes rippled slightly, silently harvesting a piece of the heart in the hall. The voices of the ladies around him, covering their lips and exclaiming
, were everywhere, but he was used to it. He looked at it with a light smile and answered, “Good.”.
I watched from a distance as he talked and laughed with Qi Shao and others. His temperament was clear and noble, but his eyebrows were unruly, and his manner was no different from that of an ordinary frivolous childe. He promised me to drink less, so he really didn’t touch the glass again. Qi Shao and others naturally did not comply, after some thought, came up with an idea of throwing a pot to judge the wine, and soon a palace maid came with a pot and an arrow. Before
the emperor arrived, all the people in the hall were happy to watch the scene of bustle and gathered around to participate or look on. As soon as my eyebrows and eyes curved, I thought it was very interesting. It happened that a young lady who had befriended Wan Yan invited me to go over and have a look, so I simply went over with her.
Qi Shaokuang seemed to feel interesting and pushed away the beauty in his arms to participate in throwing the pot. Qi Shaokuang intends to participate, with the princelings to follow, Song Yinmo was also dragged among them. As soon as the princelings came, Qi Shao’s head was originally aimed at the situation of Qin Xichen. In the palace, the prince and the three princes, each led a team of people, faintly have the potential to stand up to each other. As soon as
the old ministers saw that throwing a pot turned into a struggle between two princes, their reactions were different. It is said to see the small to know the sprout, see the end to know the end. I looked at it casually and saw a lot of doorways. Take the throwing pot as an example, among the courtiers, those who supported the prince were numerous, and those who supported the three princes were rare, but those who wavered on both sides were the most.
In the palace, according to the requirements of the crown prince of a country to cultivate the prince is not popular, really cause people to sigh. With a slight sigh,
I remembered that when my father was looking for a young man of the right age in Beijing to be my husband, the first person he ruled out was the prince. Dad said that Qi Shaokuang was self-willed,
unrestrained and partial to beauty. He was neither a good husband nor a good crown prince. If it were not for Qi Shaokuang’s bad reputation, he would not know who to give him.
Thinking of this, I looked through the crowd and fell on the smiling Qi Shao. He noticed my line of sight, smiled at me and thanked me for helping him meet with the late Yan. I shook my head with a smile and raised my chin in the direction of Qin Xichen, indicating to him that I was also helpless.
Qi Shao-miao understood, looking at my helpless appearance, and when I was smiling so brilliantly, I was hit by someone with a “bang” and tilted my head. Qi Shao’s dark eyes were infected with anger, and he slanted his head at the man. At the other end of the
line of sight, Qin Xichen handed him the four-arrow arrow with an expressionless face. His eyes slowly moved to me and looked at me quietly. There was no emotion in the peach blossom eyes. While Qi Shao threw the pot and no one was paying attention, he silently made a few mouth shapes to me. I vaguely recognized that he seemed to be saying, “Don’t look at others laughing.”?
I Immature! The rule of
throwing the pot is very strict. The two sides take turns to throw the arrow into the pot. Each side has four arrows. The winner is the one who hits more, and the loser is punished by drinking. Qi Shaokuang and Qi Shaokuang threw first, but Qi Shaokuang missed three arrows in a row, and the last arrow was able to enter, and he barely got a finish. When he had finished throwing the pot, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Shao. With a smile on his lips, he said, “Third brother, I’m not good at this. Don’t let me down.”
Qi Shao’s eyes were deep and deep, and he held Qi Shao Kuang in his arms. He straightened his back immediately, weighed an arrow and smiled gently. He measured it with his eyes for a moment, and threw it decisively. The arrow condensed the people’s line of sight and fell into the pot with a light and precise posture, making a heavy collision sound.
Qi Shaokuang was slightly stupefied. He raised his hand to drink and stopped. He looked up at him in disbelief. Danfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly. The atmosphere of the two brothers was not right, and the atmosphere in the hall also solidified.
Qi Shao did not look at him. He pursed his lips slightly and looked serious. He stuck to the arrow and threw the second, third and fourth. There was no doubt about the whole pot. At the end of the day, he brushed the dust off his sleeve, which was not there, and picked up a glass of wine that was lying on the side. He raised his hand to Qi Shao-kuang and drank it up. After drinking, he chuckled and said, “I’ll drink this glass of wine for my brother.” The lady
beside me asked me in a low voice, “Didn’t you say that your Highness can’t do anything?”
There are also people who wonder, “Since Your Highness has a good shot, why did he always lose to the prince?”
These whispers naturally fell into Qi Shaokuang’s ears. Qi Shaokuang laughed sarcastically and raised his hand to clap. With the beginning of the prince, the crowd naturally followed with sparse applause. But Chi Shao-kuang suddenly stopped. Dan Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the meaning of his words was not clear. “Third brother is very good, very good,” he said. Then he left in a huff. It is disrespectful for the prince to be absent from the emperor’s birthday banquet. Many courtiers stopped each other fruitlessly and looked at each other and sighed in the hall.
Song Shangshu frowned and wanted to send Song Yinmo to look for him. Qi Shaofang tried to stop him, but Qin Xichen was one step ahead of him and stopped Song Yinmo with a light smile. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Song Yinmo with a half-smile. He said, “You can shoot for the pleasure of the guests, and you can practice your appearance and talk about art. The ceremony of throwing the pot must not be interrupted in the middle.” At this point, the deep and clear male voice gave a low laugh. “Little Song, please.”
Song Yinmo looked at him with a faint expression, and raised his step to walk, but did not want to pay attention to it. Qi Shao chuckled, then stepped forward and thrust the arrow into Song Yinmo’s hand. “Qin Er is not a man of literature
but a man of martial arts,” he said with a smile. “The only thing he can do is throw a pot. Brother Yinmo will take him and compete with him.”
He and Qin Xichen a move etiquette, a talk about human feelings, singing red face white face, Song Yinmo is still not moved, to Qi Shao a bow, then to leave to find the prince.
Qin Xichen, however, gave me a low smile and looked at me sideways. “Wan Yan,” he said, “don’t you think he dares to compare with your brother?” As soon as
he said this, all the people’s eyes looked at me in unison, and Song Yinmo was also looking at me, his eyes were heavy, with an indescribable meaning.
I finally realized what it was like to eat a melon on my own body. When I heard that I was behaving in a dignified manner, I smiled softly and looked at Song Yinmo. I said softly, “My brother has always been outspoken. Don’t be annoyed with Lord Song. Since you don’t want to, you can’t compete.” The words are gentle and sincere, and they seem to protect each other. “If you protect your future husband in this way, I’m afraid you’ll be sad,” said the lady
beside me with a charming smile in my ear.
I pulled the corners of my mouth, I couldn’t agree with him. I thought Qin Xichen was really bad. Everyone knew that Wan Yan had made a tacit marriage with Song Yin. He was so excited by his unmarried wife in public. If Song Yin did not participate, it would be a joke.
Sure enough, Song Yinmo looked at me and asked softly, “Do you want me to compete with him?” All the people in the
hall knew the relationship between Wan Yan and Song Yinmo, and when they heard this, they looked at me with ambiguous eyes. I was stunned, and before I could decide what to say, he straightened his expression, lowered his eyes, and said, “Well, I’ll compare with him.” When
Qin Xichen heard this, he raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled at me as if I had succeeded. His eyebrows were flowing like a cunning fox. The smile was fleeting, and he looked away, raised his hand, and motioned to Song Yinmo to vote first. Song Yinmo no longer refused, took a deep look at me, clenched the arrow in his hand and went forward to throw the pot.
Song Shangshu stood behind Song Yinmo with his hands on his back, and the situation fell into his eyes. He looked at me, and his eyes were full of inquiry and thought. The old and the young were in order. I smiled at him frankly. After bending my knees and making a small salute, I calmly looked away to see Song Yinmo throw the pot. The
tall and graceful man held the arrow in his hand, his eyes were slightly fixed, and he raised his hand to throw it lightly. The first arrow hit the mouth of the pot, and then he threw the remaining three arrows in a row. His posture was neat and beautiful. After Qi Shao, he threw a whole pot, which drew a burst of applause. Song Yinmo threw, looked up at Qin Xichen, a faint smile, made a gesture, the end of the arrogance of not showing mountains and dew.
Chin Hsi-chen’s lips turned up a little, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, but he sighed lightly as if he were in a difficult position: “Little Lord Soong is in front of me, and he has really given me a big problem.”
Sung Yin-mo hooked his lips and said, “You haven’t made a move yet. How do you know whether it’s pearls and jade or throwing a brick to attract jade?”
Qin Er chuckled and said no more. He reached for an arrow and weighed it slightly in his hand. Holding his breath and concentrating, he looked intently at the pot on the ground. He let go and threw it straight into the small hole of the pot ear. There was a first penetration of the ear, which was better than what Song Yinmo had thrown. A young courtier who could not hold back applauded for him, but he was not arrogant and impetuous to hold another arrow and throw it in turn, the remaining three rounds were all through the ears, and the applause in the hall was like a cloud.
Sung Yin-mo smiled faintly and, willing to gamble and admit defeat, took a glass of wine and drank it down. Finally, he wiped the wine marks from his lips and asked, “The pot has been thrown. Can I go now?”
Qin Xichen gave a low smile and looked a little farther, as if he were estimating something. Then he raised his eyebrows lightly and said with a smile, “Be my guest.”. When
he finished speaking, the imperial guard of honor came from far away outside the Anzheng Hall. Hearing the sound, they hurriedly returned to their respective seats and knelt on the ground to perform the ceremony of the monarch and his subjects. Their movements were neat and uniform, and they were pleasing to the eye. I also followed the crowd to salute, deeply bowed down, calm expression can not see the clue, but the bottom of my heart is brewing monstrous hatred. “Where is Sung Ching going?” Asked
a light male voice. Although the voice is low, the language is faintly accumulated with the pressure of the superior.
That wisp of black color carried a bunch of empresses and concubines through the hall, and there was a cry of “Long live my emperor,” but he didn’t even give a look. He sat safely in the highest position, adjusted his posture slightly, and said with a smile, “Get up.”.
I slowly straightened up, opened my eyes, and looked quietly at Emperor Zhao. The emperor, who was in his twilight years, was not haggard. His gray hair was high up and combed in a Taoist bun. Instead of wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, he wore a dark Taoist uniform, and when he looked at his every move, he was still immortal, but when he set off the golden and jade hall behind him, and when he looked at Cuiyu Jiao Niang, he was a little funny.
It was this benevolent old man who gave the order to kill my parents.
Mother’s blood is still burning my eyes, I looked at him coldly, in the bottom of my heart silently thinking about how likely it is to jump up like this, pull out the hairpin and stab him in the neck, and teach him to kill with one blow. The possibility is naturally zero. The color of blood in my memory urged me to act. I lowered my eyelids, clenched my fingers, and let the sharp nails pierce my palms.
The tingling in the palm of my hand gave me a trace of clarity in the shadow of hatred, and then I felt the back of my hand covered by a warmth. Looking up at the source of warmth, it was Qin Xichen, who was sitting on his side and not squinting.
The man lightly pursed his thin lips, his eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his eyes like stars, his eyebrows were romantic, and his expression was cold. His hands were naturally put under the table at an unknown time, and his right hand held my hand covertly. My heart softened and I smiled softly at him, indicating that I was all right. Then he let go and quietly picked up the flagon and poured the wine. When
the emperor came, he said something and held a banquet. The ladies of the court carried the dishes full of delicacies on their plates, and after they retired one by one, the dancing girls danced in the hall to add to the fun. In the resplendent palace, there is a scene of drinking, eating, seeing and listening, which is really extravagant and trivial to the extreme.
Qin Xichen didn’t seem to like this kind of banquet very much. He turned his head and whispered to me, “The silver spent on this banquet can buy winter clothes for a battalion of soldiers.” There is some contempt in the language.
I smiled softly and opened my lips to speak, but I heard Emperor Zhao calling Wan Yan’s name.
“Where is the third daughter of the Chin family?”
I didn’t panic, but Shih Shih-ran came out of the hall. In the silence of the hall, he gave a salute to Emperor Zhao and whispered, “The late Yan of the Qin family has seen Your Majesty. Congratulations on Your Majesty’s birthday.”
Emperor Zhao looked at me intently for a moment and then said with a smile, “You are a rare beauty, Song Shaoqing. Are you satisfied with the marriage I have planned for you?”
Song Yinmo rose from his seat and went to my side to salute Emperor Zhao. After the ceremony, he looked sideways at me, and then spoke softly, unable to hear the emotion in his words: “Your Majesty’s grace, I..” I remember it in my heart.
Emperor Zhao raised his hand with a light smile, and the Chamberlain presented the gold tray to Song Yinmo and me. I looked down and saw a pair of silver cups on the tray, filled with silver wine. Far away, I smelled the smell of alcohol, which should be first-class liquor. “The wine in the cup was brewed by the national teacher,” said Emperor
Zhao. “It was named yuanmeng for the occasion. Today I see a pair of you who have answered to this name, and I will give you this wine to drink. Song Yinmo and
I looked at each other and thanked Emperor Zhao together. The Chamberlain held the wine on the top of his head and presented it a little closer. The smell of the fumigating wine could make people drunk. In full view of the crowd, it was the wine given by the emperor. I knew I had to drink it, so I lowered my eyelids and slowly picked up the glass.
Song Yinmo drank very neatly. He raised his hand and drank the wine in his hand. After putting down the glass, he looked at me sideways. Then he smiled softly and reached out his hand and grabbed the glass from my hand. Before I knew it, he drank the glass of wine I was supposed to drink. After drinking
two cups of strong wine, his movements became a little slow, but he bowed to the emperor with a very standard gesture. He said in a low voice, “Wan Yan is not strong enough to drink. After drinking, I am afraid that the emperor will lose his manners. Since I am her unmarried husband, I will drink her wine for her.” Emperor
Zhao was not angry, but when he heard this, he clapped his hands and laughed. “Today I have seen the love of Song Qing,” he said. “I know that I really mean a good marriage.”
Sung Yin-mo closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them, there was a bitter smile on his lips, his eyelashes trembling, and he whispered “Yes.”. Before
returning to my seat, Song Yinmo and I stepped down side by side and walked together for a short distance. He walked beside me in silence, with a slight sense of drunkenness in his eyes. Without looking at him, I lowered my eyelids and thanked him softly. He smiled feebly, his eyes heavy, as if he were thinking about something.
Song Yinmo’s seat was much closer to mine, and when he saw that he was about to arrive, he stopped and reached out and grabbed my clothes tightly.
I felt the resistance behind me and looked back at him. I calmly looked him in the eye and asked softly, “Is there anything else for Lord Song?”
He looked at me almost lustfully, and because of the two glasses of liquor, his eyes were clear and clear, and his eyes were full of unconcealed desolation and loneliness.
I was not in a hurry to break free and looked at him patiently. After a long time, he finally said softly, “What if I say I regret it?”
I raised my eyes and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. Then I looked up at him with a faint smile and asked in a low voice, “Who is your excellency talking to?”? If you say so to Wanyan, you don’t have to say any more. If Wanyan knows it, it will only make her sad.
Sung Yin-mo lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly. As he spoke, he clenched the corners of my clothes more tightly, as if he were afraid that I would disappear in the next moment. “Aren’t you sad?”? I have long regretted it. I regretted it five years ago. I regretted that I didn’t look at you around the screen. If I had looked at you one more time, you would have been the wife of my matchmaker, as I have imagined thousands of times in my dreams, three books and six ceremonies, to hire you as a wife, how could I have come to this day?
I hooked my lips and whispered, “So what if I’m sad? No matter how hard it is, I’ll get over it.”. I have passed, but has not your excellency passed yet? Your excellency said these words to me. Where do you want to put Wanyan?
He laughed at himself and tried to maintain an indifferent expression, but his voice unconsciously took on a slight tremor: “In the world, the last thing I want to let down is a girl. I don’t want to let down, but I have failed in the end.”
I bent my lips, lowered my eyelids, and pulled the corners of my clothes out of his hands bit by bit. “So you regret it,” I said lightly? Give me a slap and another candy, and I can’t eat it no matter how sweet it is. Those who fail are adults, and those who regret are also adults. The past can not be recalled, I have written clearly in the letter of divorce to adults. If your excellency has a debt in his heart, please pay it all to Wan Yan. She is the woman your excellency asked to marry with three books and six gifts. At this point
, I pulled back the sleeve he had clenched, looked down at Song Yinmo’s seat beside me, smiled softly, and said, “Your Excellency and I are in different positions, so I’m going to say goodbye to you.” After that, he bowed to him, turned around in his sad eyes, and left leisurely with his skirt.
Qin Xichen turned a wine glass in his hand and sat lazily in his seat. He looked up at me with his chin slightly raised. The line of his jaw was delicate and smooth, which was very beautiful. As I was about to sit down, he raised a pair of peach blossom eyes, looked sideways, and said, “a Mandarin alliance?”? For the occasion? Bi Ren? “Oh.” When he said this, he emphasized his tone a little bit, and the last contemptuous “Oh” simply made people feel powerless.
I looked at him with a happy smile and said, “Brother, you seem to be very sour.”
Qin Xichen was slightly stupefied. Unconsciously, he bent his eyebrows and eyes and tried to smile. But he stopped stiffly in the middle of the journey. He snorted softly and asked, “How can I be sour?”? The dream lover of a young girl in Kyoto, the first arsonist in Zhaoguo, the second son of Qin, will be sour? “Oh.” After listening to him, I should be sour.
I raised my eyebrows to look at him, and instantly exchanged notes with his character, saying, word for word, “Dream lover?”
「……」
“Heart arsonist?”
「……」
“Oh.”
「……」
Hearing this soul-imitating “oh,” he finally gave a low laugh and reached out to rub my hair. Fortunately, it was covered by a veil, which taught me to hide the corners of my mouth that could hang soy sauce bottles. I turned my head away from him, lifted the corner of my veil gracefully, and lowered my head to take a sip of wine.
As soon as he put the glass on the table, he reached for the glass of wine I had just drunk. He raised his hand to take a sip as I looked into it. Then he looked up and said with a light smile, “I thought my sister was jealous, but it turned out to be the wine she had drunk.” Naturally,
I wanted to fight back. The two of them were talking and laughing back and forth, but the young lady who had just asked me to watch the throwing of the pot came over to look for me with a glass of wine in her hand. She said to me with a light smile, “I haven’t yet congratulated Wanyan on her engagement with Lord Song, so this glass of wine is for Wanyan.” Smiling,
I lowered my eyelids, made a shy look, took a glass of wine and drank it respectfully with her, and thanked her. But seeing her smile shyly and timidly, she peeked sideways at Qin Xichen, who was still tasting wine, and called out with a light smile, “Second Childe.”.
The original drunkard’s intention is not wine, He Wanyan is false, take the opportunity to chat with Qin Xichen is true. I raised my eyebrows lightly, put down the cup in my hand, and did not make a sound. I looked at Qin Xichen with a faint smile.
Qin Xichen’s peach blossom eyes were slightly hooked, and his head was slightly bowed, and he looked alienated and cold. The young lady bit her lips, squeezed out a gentle smile from the corners of her lips, and then, as if unintentionally, tripped and fell into Qin Xichen’s arms.
There was a beautiful woman who threw herself into his arms, but he did not need the kindness of the beautiful woman. He reacted very quickly to avoid it, and looked like he had nothing to do with himself. Had it not been for the help of the smart palace man behind her, the young lady would have fallen to the ground.
I watched the play with interest, thinking that the behavior of Mr. Qin, a warm-hearted citizen, when I fell down in the past was quite different from that of today. Noticing my gaze, he sat a little more upright, his back straight, his expression awe-inspiring, wishing he could write the four words “gentleman” on his face in a note.
When a beauty is frustrated and leaves, there is a beauty who faces difficulties and advances wave upon wave. The beauties look fat and thin, and each has its own means, but the pretexts are surprisingly consistent: He Wanyan and Song Yin came to propose a toast. The wine in the
palace has always been excellent, sweet in taste and full of staying power. At first, I was still able to raise my hand to drink calmly, but I was no match for the beauties who drank one cup after another and offered many a little makes a mickle. Qin Xichen was distracted to deal with the beauties, and when he realized that I was wrong, I was already drunk.
Fortunately, my wine taste was not bad, and I was deeply concerned about the job of pretending to be late Yan. Even though I was dazed, I sat in my seat in a dignified manner, lowered my eyebrows and did not speak, and even refused to drink. The cycle went on and on, and the drunkenness became stronger.
Qin Xichen frowned slightly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he raised his eyes to force back a group of Yingying and Yanyan. He looked sideways at me, his eyes gentle and worried, and called out “Chun’er” in a low voice in my ear.
I tilted my head to look at him and blinked my eyes slowly. After a long time of recognition, I raised my eyebrows and gave him a gentle “shush” and reminded him, “Brother, I am Wan Yan.”
Qin Xichen sighed lightly. His eyes were dim and unclear. He rubbed my hair and whispered, “I’ll take you with me.” When
he finished speaking, he exchanged a wink with Qi Shao, and then helped me up and left the Anzheng Hall without attracting attention. When he stepped out of the gate, the voice of Emperor Zhao angrily asking where the prince was came from behind, which was also mixed with the voice of Song Shangshu and other courtiers pleading for the prince. In the
chaos, naturally no one paid attention to the whereabouts of Qin Xichen and me. At first, he was still worried. Holding my arm, he walked slowly side by side with me in Miyagi at my speed. When he was far away from the Anzheng Hall, he stopped, raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at me heavily.
Before that, when he helped me, I hung all my weight on him. He stopped, and naturally I couldn’t take a step. I looked up at him doubtfully, and my eyes were shining with innocent crystal because of drunkenness.
Qin Xichen’s eyelashes trembled slightly, then hooked his lips with a low smile, and his long arm held me in his arms, holding me in his arms and striding towards the palace gate. On the way, I encircled his neck, put my head on his chest, and looked up at his side face.
Qin Xichen looked down at me with soft eyes, half coaxing and half asking, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
I chuckled, thought for a while, and then replied, “You look good.” “How beautiful is it?”
He asked with a smile on his lips and a slightly arched eyebrow.
I lowered my eyelids and tried to think of a string of rainbow farts to praise him, but my head was dazed. After thinking for a long time, I couldn’t think of a few words. So I sighed softly and said in distress, “How can I..” What a pity that I have no culture, so I can go all over the world with one sentence.
Qin Xichen: “… …”
He gave a low smile and walked faster with me in his arms. When
Zhao Jingming was bored and waiting in front of the palace gate, he chatted fervently with a group of guards guarding the gate. When he saw us coming out, he reluctantly moved to drive.
The foreman’s bodyguard waved to Chao Ching-ming and said with a smile, “Brother Chao often comes here to play. Next time Big Brother will take you to drink flower wine.”
Chao Ching-ming quickly shook his head. “I can’t go. There’s a little girl who likes me. She’d better not cry. If she knew, I’d have a headache and a fever.”
The bodyguard gave him a clear look, nodded approvingly, and said, “If there’s anything my brother can do to help in the future, Zhao Laodi will just open his mouth.”
Zhao Jingming answered with a smile, threw the whip, and drove the carriage away. He did not take this seriously, but a few months later he actually got the help of the bodyguard.
At that time, the enemy was at the gate, and the city gate of Kyoto was surrounded by heavy armor. Chao Ching-ming was ordered to break open the gate, but he didn’t do anything. He stood in front of the gate and gazed up at it for a long time. Suddenly he smiled and shouted “Big Brother” to one of the guards guarding the gate on the wall.
The bodyguard was stupefied. He recognized that the young man leading the troops was Chao Ching-ming. “What’s the matter with you, little brother?” He asked blankly. “I’ve come to plot a rebellion,” said
Chao Ching-ming. “Big Brother will help me open the door.”
Guard: “… …”
At this time, Qin Xichen carried me into the carriage, carefully put me on the soft couch in the carriage, and then bowed down and untied the gauze covering my face. Under the veil, Jiao Yan is pink, her eyes are half charming, and she is staring at him. He looked down at my eyes, his lips slightly hooked, and he did not know whether he was sighing or laughing. He came over and pecked me lightly on my forehead.
He asked, do you still know who I am?
I was so depressed that I leaned in his arms and did not move, but when I heard this, I nodded without thinking and called out “brother.”. With a smile on his lips,
he lowered his head and smoothed my slightly tangled sideburns. “Brother?” He asked? Now that there’s no one else, do you still want to dress up as Wanyan? Restless,
I turned my head in his arms and denied, “All the good-looking ones are brothers.”
He laughed and rubbed my hair. I looked at him with bright eyes, raised my eyebrows, and vexatiously asked him, “Brother!”! I want to drink milk tea.
He was slightly stunned. His picturesque eyebrows and eyes straggled over, and he smiled a little at the corners of his lips. “Milk tea?” He asked doubtfully? Turkic milk tea? Shaking my head,
I tugged at the corner of his coat and added, “It’s taro balls and milk tea!” With a slight frown on his eyebrows,
he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then turned his head behind him and asked Chao Ching-ming, who was driving the car, “Do you know what taro round tea with milk is?”
Chao Ching-ming was silent for a moment, but his voice came from afar. “I’ve never heard of anything,” he replied. “I’ve never seen anything.”
I curled my mouth, gently pulled Qin Xichen’s sleeve, and motioned him to come closer. He leaned over as I wished, and I put my arms around his neck, pressed it against his ear, and whispered to him,
“I haven’t finished yet!”! Not taro balls, not milk tea, but tea!
With that, I bent my eyebrows and looked up at his lips and kissed him. Between the lips and teeth, there is a faint fragrance of wine. It was clear that there was no systematic kiss, but it made his breathing hot, and his heartbeat beat violently in an instant.
When I released him from the kiss, he looked at me deeply and rolled his Adam’s apple up and down several times. Instinctively, I reached out my hand to cover his lips before he spoke. After thinking, I asked uncertainly, “Man, am I playing with fire?” With a low sigh,
he imprisoned my hands and took me in his arms. He looked down at me and his voice became hoarse for a long time. “You’re not playing with fire,” he whispered. “You’re playing with your life.”
It is said that wine encourages people’s courage. With the courage that comes out of thin air, I have no sense of being angry. Even if I am sleepy, I refuse to sleep peacefully. I don’t know how long Qin Xichen has been tossing about.
That day, he carried me back to the room, I dragged his clothes to teach him not to leave, and then leaned on his arms to sleep safely in the past. He made people decoct the soup to relieve the hangover and called me up to take it in a warm voice. I slept in a daze, and I didn’t want to. So, as in that serious illness, he raised his hand to drink the soup, bent over my lips, and fed me one mouthful at a time. I drank the wine soup vaguely and muttered, “You are frivolous.”.
Say, faintly heard Qin Xichen gnashed his teeth and sighed.
He said, I should have been more frivolous and asked for you on the spot. When I sobered up
the next day, I suddenly realized that Qin Xichen and I had slept in the same bed. I was wrapping him up like an octopus with my hands and feet. After being tossed about by me all night, his clothes were messy, but he was dressed neatly one by one. His face was slightly turned sideways, and his eyes were not sleeping well.
Hangover after the most uncomfortable, however, I blinked, after a short fragment, yesterday’s situation a little bit floating in my mind, and then look at the side of Qin Xichen, deep feeling lost a big face, wish I could find a crack in the ground. So while he was still awake, he slowly pulled out his hands and feet, moved away from him, and gently got out of bed.
Pushing open the door, the dim light of the morning spread all over the floor. In the sound of warblers and birds, I stretched and looked up to see a very familiar figure at the gate of the courtyard. She was also sharp-eyed. When she saw me, her eyes turned into a crescent moon with laughter. She ran over and called out in a crisp voice, “Sister Tao.”
I touched her head, made a silent gesture to her, and whispered, “The young man is asleep. Keep your voice down.”
She quickly covered her lips, nodded her head, and whispered, “Chao Ching-ming says you didn’t sleep well last night.” As soon as
she had finished, Chao Ching-ming’s voice came from afar. The young man laughed and said, “I called for cold water six or seven times last night. Do you think he slept well?” With a slight cough,
I looked away unnaturally and saw a young man dressed in black coming towards us, with a light ponytail and a tall figure.
Xia Guo raised his eyebrows and waved to him. “We agreed to give you breakfast,” he whispered. Only then did I see clearly that she had a small basket in her hand, in which there were various kinds of cakes, steaming hot, which should have been delivered as soon as they were ready.
Chao Ching-ming’s lips curved pleasantly, but he looked helpless. “What kind of cake?” He asked, spreading out his hands. “I’d rather you slept longer.”
Xia Guo was obviously a straighter girl than I was. She couldn’t understand the young man’s words. She said angrily, “Do you think I’m willing?!”! Obviously you pestered me to give it to you! After that
, the little girl snorted and walked away with a basket, leaving me and Zhao Jingming looking at each other. The young man coughed lightly and raised his feet to catch up with him. After two steps, he turned back and explained to me
, “It was for the sake of refreshment, not to chase the fruit.” “Well, it’s all right if
you’re happy,”
I said, with a smile from my aunt. After watching
Zhao Jingming catch up with Xia Guo and seeing them walk away awkwardly, I was about to turn
around and go back to my room to prepare hot water for Qin Xichen when I was hugged from behind.
He put his chin on my shoulder, raised his eyes and smiled. “Playing with fire?”
He whispered. I turned my
head stiffly and looked at the half-smiling man in front of me. “No
, no,” I said. “I’m not playing with fire. I’m setting you on fire.”
The man’s face was still tired, and his gestures were somewhat frivolous and lazy. He raised his eyebrows
to look at me, and then, with a smile on his lips, released me lazily: “It’s a small thing
to set your heart on fire, but it’s a big thing to set your body on fire.” Then
he called out my name with a low smile.
“Tao Chun.”
“Hmm?”
“Next time, I will never be a gentleman.”
“Huh?”
“Now I regret it. I regret it very much.” At lunch, I had a meal with my wife, who filled the soup for me and asked with a smile, “Obviously, the old and the young are in order, but Wan Yan is the one who got married first.”. Chun’er, when will you marry Chen’er?
Wanyan called out reproachfully, “Mother.” Chin Hsi-chen raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a light smile, “It’s better to hit the sun than choose a day. We’ll do it tomorrow.”
His wife recognized that he was joking and gave him a sideways look. “If the in-laws were still alive, they would certainly not like you.” When
Qin Xichen heard this, he put down the spoon in his hand and retorted, “Why don’t you like it?”
Her ladyship said with a smile, “Which of the old people in the capital city doesn’t know that the king of Yanjun chose a son-in-law for his beloved daughter and read all the good sons in the world?” When I heard
my wife mention my father, I chuckled, and as I recalled the past, I felt as if it had been a lifetime ago. “My father said that my husband should be like him. It’s not enough to be able to write and fight. He has to look good.” When he
said this, Qin Xichen was pouring wine with his eyelashes down, his expression was light, and he did not care very much.
After dinner, Wanyan took me to her yard to talk to her. I sat down with her on the soft couch and heard Wan Yan say with a smile, “Actually, I also want to know when Sister Chun and her brother will get married.” An embroidery basket was placed beside the
soft couch. I picked up the embroidery in the basket and saw that it was a Mandarin duck embroidered by Wan Yan. She has a pair of skillful hands, and the Mandarin duck she embroidered is said to be wearing flowers and brocade. She
hung her head shyly and whispered, “I want to make a purse for Lord Song.”
I smiled and asked, “Did the third prince come to see you yesterday?”
She nodded her head slightly, and Liu frowned a little. She looked a little depressed. She said, “I told my third brother that I like Lord Song because I admire his talent and learning. It has nothing to do with anything else.”. That strange combination of circumstances lost the way, taught me to know Song Yinmo this person, so many years of attention and love, never made a fake. And the third brother is a good friend of the elder brother, and I have always regarded him as the elder brother. He is willing to do so much for me, and I am ashamed of him, and I thank him, but I do not like him. The bottom of
my heart is very sad, obviously is the cause of Qi Shao, but taught Song Yinmo to get the result. Qin Xichen’s best friend, will never be a lack of talent and learning. It can be seen only by yesterday’s throwing, and Qi Shao’s hiding is very deep.
Seeing that the day of Wanyan’s engagement was getting closer and closer, and the time in the boudoir was getting less and less day by day, I talked to her for a long time and returned to Yishuiju at sunset.
When he approached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Zhao Jingming lying high on the wall and looking up. When he saw me coming back, he turned his head to the yard, talking and gesturing, and nearly fell off the wall. Puzzled,
I looked up at him and asked curiously, “Master Chao, what kind of medicine are you selling?”
Chao Ching-ming winked at me and smiled. “You’ll know when you get in,” he said. As he said,
I gently pushed open the gate of the courtyard, and Fangfei came into view. In a short afternoon, Yishuiju was decorated so beautifully, with fallen petals like rain and fragrance. The man in white carried a sword on his back and stood in silence.
The wind slightly lifted his broken hair between his temples. He turned his head sideways and smiled at me. He immediately drew his sword out of its scabbard and began to dance decisively. The cold light of a sword brushed the flowers and brocade, and the petals fell to the ground. When he finished dancing, he moved the sword to me and picked out the most beautiful and dazzling flower at the tip of the sword. I raised my
eyebrows and took the flower off his sword. Before I could speak to him, he took me to the study and showed me volumes of calligraphy, paintings and letters. He wrote running script, words such as flowing clouds and running water, silver hooks and iron paintings. The handwriting on the letters is full of poems and essays, as well as political comments and good policies, which are amazing and brilliant. Not sure what he was going to do,
I looked at him with a light smile and saw him take out a small mirror from his bosom and put it in front of me. This small square mirror is made of a very expensive one, which clearly reflects the appearance of me and him in the mirror.
He smiled low at the sight of the man in the mirror. As soon as the peach blossom eye is hooked, the eye wave ripples like alive, is the special color of thousands of hectares of autumn waves into the curtain. It is a pity that when the thin lips are opened, the sentiment is ruined in an instant. “Do I look good?” Asks Mr. Chin, who is self-aware of his
beauty.
I
Seeing that I didn’t react, his jaw drooped slightly and his lips turned up a little. “You’ve seen me just now,” he said proudly. “I can be both literary and martial, and I look good. Do you think my father-in-law likes me?” I couldn’t help laughing when I
heard this. I looked up at him and asked, “Is that why you’ve been doing all this?”
Qin Hsi-chen raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled at the bottom of his eyes, nodded his head, and answered “Yes” with great seriousness. Influenced by his emotion, I also smiled, pursed my lips slightly, and lowered my eyes to think seriously.
He seemed to be meaningless, his eyelashes drooping carelessly, his ears pointed. Whenever I have a slight sign of trouble, a slight sigh or a light sigh, it can attract him to look down at me. He was born with a pair of brilliant peach blossom eyes. As soon as he turned his eyes, the gentleman was not far away and gentle; as soon as his eyes fell, he was startled and lovesick. With a smile on my lips,
I put down the letter in my hand and looked up at him. “My father listens to my mother,” I said with a light smile. “My mother says that being able to write and fight, and being good-looking are all secondary.”
Hearing this, he frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed unconsciously, and his appearance was somewhat awestruck. I curled my
lips, paused, and continued, “She said that my future husband should be devoted to me for the rest of his life. That’s all right.” Only then did
Chin Hsi-chen open his eyes and smile, just like a broken rainbow on the horizon. “In that case,” he said, “my father-in-law and mother-in-law will certainly like me.”
I chuckled and said, “If Dad doesn’t like you, he won’t hand me over to you.”. When you risked your life to save me that day, my father must have thought of you as his son-in-law. I looked at him with a smile in my eyes and whispered, “There are so many good men in the world, but Qin Xichen has only one.”
He was smiling in a low voice, with the tips of his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes showing, but when he heard this, he straightened his expression in an instant. He looked me in the eye and solemnly said, “Tao Chun is the only one.”
I smiled at him, and my eyes showed an undisguised tacit understanding and joy. I looked into his smiling eyes, curled my lips, and asked softly, “Have I ever told you that you have beautiful eyes?”
Qin Xichen’s lips were slightly raised, and her fingers gently brushed the broken hair on my cheek. Then she reached out to pick up my chin and looked down at me with a gentle smile in her eyes: “Because I have you in my eyes.” Then
he lowered his head and kissed me on the lips. Day
after day, night after night, and in a twinkling of an eye, it was the day when the late Yan was hired. It was the most auspicious day of the zodiac, the most feasible, the most suitable for marriage.
I promised Wan Yan to be her send-off guest, and I had to help my wife arrange all kinds of things. I walked back and forth between the attic in the backyard and the hall in the front yard. I was so busy that my feet didn’t touch the ground.
Compared with me, Qin Xichen, the elder brother, seemed to be particularly leisurely, holding a cup of wine in his hand, walking slowly in a light robe among the guests, or talking and laughing, or pushing a cup for a change, leisurely and contented appearance, which taught me to be angry when I saw it. After
checking the guest list, I walked up to him with my arms folded and glanced up at him with my cheeks puffed out and my eyes full of resentment. Since I came to his side, his eyes have never moved away
from me, with gentle eyebrows and a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.
Chin Hsi-chen looked down at me and gave me a low chuckle. Then he reached out his hand and touched my angry face. “It looks like a cat with fried hair,” he said, “and it’s a little kitten.” Without mercy,
I opened his hand and put it close to his ear. I lowered my voice and said angrily, “I’m going to be a top!”! Why are you so idle as a brother? When
Qin Xichen heard this, he smiled, and his eyes were so beautiful that people dared not look at him, and all the people in the hall did not know it. He leaned over and whispered to me amid gasps. His eyes were clear and his expression was innocent. He asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with being an idle elder brother and working hard as a sister-in-law?”
Qin Erqi gave birth to an exquisite fox heart with seven orifices, but he was the best at pretending to be naive. I curled my lips, sighed lightly, and said, “It’s so troublesome to get married. We don’t..”
He interrupted me and looked at me with his eyes riveted with genuine grievance. “Just because of the trouble, we won’t get married,” he said.
Seeing this, I raised my eyebrows and chuckled. “Who said we wouldn’t get married?”? I mean, why don’t we just keep it simple, invite seven or eight relatives and friends, entertain three or five guests, and have a glass of wine?
He seemed to breathe sigh of relief, his eyebrows raised lightly, and his lips turned up in a beautiful arc. Although he smiled, he looked as if he had not listened. Qin Xichen lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then pursed his lips and said reluctantly, “It’s up to you, as long as you’re happy.”
I heard the prevarication in his words, but I didn’t have time to argue with him. After a snort, I quickly went to the back to look for Wan Yan, leaving him standing in place, with a wine glass in his hand. Wan Yan had already changed into a red dress of clay and gold, and was sitting in front of a bronze mirror. Xi Niang twisted her face with five-color cotton yarn. When I came, I would twist it, and Xi Niang would take the yarn back into the dressing box. The beautiful woman, with her eyebrows curved like the moon and her face bright and clean, raised her eyes and smiled softly at me, calling out “Sister Chun.”.
My heart only felt amazing, holding the late Yan’s hand repeatedly praised her, provoked the late Yan very shy to lower her eyes, cheeks covered with crimson, against the bright red behind a room, it is really very beautiful. After the meal was finished
, his wife fed Wanyan a meal in a sedan chair. Her eyes were glittering and shining, but she held on and said to Wanyan with a smile, “If your father were in Kyoto, he would bring a group of soldiers to block the sedan chair for you. He would block the wall one by one, so that you wouldn’t be welcomed easily.”
Wanyan chuckled and said, “Don’t worry, Father. My brother has already led a bunch of people to block the gate. It’s so tight that the water can’t flow through.”
Her ladyship smiled earnestly, wiped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, and looked at me with a smile. “When your brother gets married, remember not to teach him to pick up people easily.” I burned my
cheek and looked at my wife reproachfully. Wan Yan, however, nodded slightly and answered “definitely” in all sincerity and seriousness. The sound
of firecrackers came faintly, and a maid dressed in red and green came in with a smile, and the bridal sedan chair was already at the door. Following the old ritual, after Xi Niang urged her to make up three times, her wife covered her head for Wan Yan.
Xi Niang helped Wan Yan get up, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Qin Xichen leaning outside the door. He did not know when to come, see late Yan came out, lazily handed the wine cup to the attendant beside him, looked at late Yan with a faint smile, and then reached out to touch late Yan’s head through the veil.
Wanyan called out softly, “Brother,” with a slight sob in her voice. Qin Xichen chuckled and slowly withdrew his hand. “I don’t want to say anything else,” he said. “You just have to remember that your elder brother is responsible for everything.”
Wanyan nodded and whispered, “Brother, I didn’t have to.”
Chin Hsi-chen lowered his eyelids and covered his eyes with his long eyelashes. With a low smile on his lips, he raised his hand needlessly and said, “Go.”
His mood at this time must be very complicated, I followed Xi Niang to pass by him, secretly hooked his finger. The little action hidden under his sleeve made him look at me, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. With a gentle smile, I quietly withdrew my hand and stepped up to follow Xi Niang to send Wan Yan to the sedan chair.
Song Yinmo has been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with clear posture, bright eyebrows, a faint smile on his lips, and a faint look. He can’t see joy, can’t see alienation, but inexplicably makes people feel that something is missing.
Firecrackers were hung high, and a curl of smoke was blown up. Wan Yan had already got into the sedan chair. I stepped forward and grabbed a handful of tea leaves and rice grains and scattered them on the top of the sedan chair. When I passed by Song Yinmo’s side, I heard a loud electric neigh and made several loud noises to me. Song Yinmo rode on the horse, gently stroked the horse’s mane, lowered his eyelids, and looked at me intently for a long time. I noticed something different, and when I looked back at him, he looked away in a hurry, and his eyes dodged almost discomfited.
His impolite behavior caused the crowd to look askance. I just smiled faintly and made a gesture of ignorance. I went to the bridal sedan chair and sneaked into the wedding procession. After getting up the sedan chair, Song Yinmo rode the current electricity to open the way in the front. Red lanterns fluttered, blowing all the way out of the festival, but the back of Song Yinmo riding a horse seemed to be out of tune with the excitement.
I am late Yan’s mother’s family, according to the gift to the midway will need to carry a bag of ashes back. So he said goodbye to the bridal sedan chair and returned to the Qin Mansion. With the ashes he brought back, he lit a wick of fragrance and put it in the fire jar. After
the hustle and bustle, the Qin Mansion at this time seemed particularly lonely. Her ladyship was in a bad mood and went back to her room early after dinner. When I found Qin Xichen, he was drinking alone in the pavilion of Yishuiju. At the banquet
this morning, he was dressed in a sandalwood brocade robe, but now he has changed back to his usual white clothes. His silver crown is high, which adds a bit of coolness to him. Besides his noble temperament, he is as beautiful as a banished immortal who does not eat human fireworks. With a light step,
I quietly walked up to him, bent over him, put my elbows on the short table, and held my face and looked at him.
Qin Xichen smiled low, and the wine stains on his lips dyed his thin lips into peach blossoms. Looking at the delicious appearance, I wanted to taste it. So I thought, so I did, and I leaned over and bit his lip.
He took out a look of picking for you, but when my lips were about to leave, he held the back of my head in a domineering manner and turned the tables to attack the city. I don’t know how long he kissed me before he released me. Although the
mouth let me go, the hand is not willing to let me go. He put his thumb on my jaw, picked my chin, and looked down at my lips, which he had rubbed so red, in a gesture that was as frivolous as it could be.
I couldn’t break free. I glared at him, but he laughed in a low voice. He pulled back his hand lazily and poured wine. He said, “I’ll go back to the north of the Great Wall after I return to Ning in the evening.” On the third day after
marriage, he returned to Ning, and he was leaving so soon. It was clearly expected, but a lot of reluctance rose from the bottom of my heart. I tried my best to suppress this restless mood, nodded my head, and answered “good.”.
Qin Xichen took a sip of wine and said in a low voice, “Earlier, I answered Wan Yan and gave her a fox fur to make a big cloak.”. She got married before the fox fur was ready.
The heart is clearly reluctant to part with, but I want to pretend that the wind is light and the clouds are light.
He chuckled and took another sip of wine. He looked up at me and said, “There is a kind of mutton pancake in Saibei. The pancake is crispy, the mutton is fresh and tender, and there are sesame seeds sprinkled on it. When I first tasted it, I thought you would like it.”
I took the cup in his hand and drank it up. “You know I can’t eat it, but you say you’re greedy for me,” I said.
Qin Xichen bent his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to think for a moment. “That’s easy,” he said with a light smile. When I returned triumphantly, I took the cook back to Kyoto, led a sheep from the north of the Great Wall, and carried a bag of flour.
I couldn’t help chuckling and said, “What other people bring back triumphantly are all trophies, but you bring back triumphantly with a sheep?”
His eyes darkened slightly, and he imagined the scene at that time. His lips were curved in a very beautiful way, and he tilted his head to look at me. There was a smile in his eyes as well as pride. “Believe it or not,” he said, “according to my opinion, when you return triumphantly, you don’t say you’re stealing a sheep. Even if you’re holding a beautiful woman in the street, it’s really common.”
I raised my eyebrows to look at him, opened my red lips lightly, and squeezed out a meaningful “oh.”. Like Chin Hsi-chen, who had a strong desire to
survive, he sat down and said sternly, “Even if I, Chin Hsi-chen, were to die on the battlefield, I would never return to Beijing with a beautiful woman in my arms.”
I looked up at him, smiled softly, and said, “Qin Xichen, don’t teach me to catch Zhenxiang at the scene.”
He blinked his eyes and did not understand what “true fragrance” meant, but he heard the strong warning in my words and nodded his head seriously and proudly.
