Continue the love affair of the red mansion

It was almost noon, and the sun reflected the white flowers on the road, which made people dizzy and felt a little bit sleepy unconsciously.

A four-seater sedan chair with blue curtains slowly walked from the depths of the quiet alley to the entrance of the alley, and it was not far away, and another gorgeous sedan chair with eight carriages was followed by more than a dozen maids and servants. Come, the accompanying servant looked around and said softly: "My lord, this is the sedan chair of the Beijing Palace."

The person in the sedan chair slightly opened the half-drawn curtain, with a handsome face and bright eyes, it was Chu Muhan. He looked back: "The king of the north is not in the capital, it should be a female relative, and he should avoid it by the side of the road."

"Yes."

The sedan chair stopped temporarily, and Chu Muhan sat in it, picked up a few old books at hand, and stroked the slightly yellowed cover pages.

He only stayed in Gusu for half a year. When he came to Beijing to report on his duties, there happened to be a vacancy in the household department, so he joined the cabinet department as the servant of the household department.In fact, as soon as Gusu left, I always remembered that little junior sister in my heart. When I returned to Beijing, I came to visit when I was free.

Talking about each other is actually nothing more than Gusu's customs, and even a subset of classics and history, calligraphy, painting and poetry.After a few conversations, this little junior sister is quick and talented in her speech, she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but she seems to be superior to herself. If she is a man, she must be a talent for success.

Thinking of this, Chu Muhan couldn't help smiling slightly. In that smile, there was appreciation from the heart, or some indescribable faint affection.

But he said that he entered the alley in eight sedan chairs, but stopped slowly, and a slightly old voice sounded from the sedan chair: "Which mansion's sedan chair was it just now!"

"Hui Taifei is the newly promoted servant of the household department, Lord Chu."

Concubine Bei was silent for a moment, snorted with unknown meaning, and coughed a few times: "What a face, this Miss Lin really has a lot of friends."

On that old and thin face, a pair of half-squinted eyes were pierced with a bit of displeasure.

But at this moment, because Daiyu felt hot, she set up a beauty lounge in the gazebo near the water, and sat and chatted with Aunt Yun.

Xueerhu is lazy by nature, and when she gets tired from playing, she curls up on one side and takes a nap.

Aunt Yun shook her fan and said with a smile: "This is really a coincidence. Master Chu also came to Beijing. That day in Gusu, she was also taken care of by Master Chu. Later, the girl came to Beijing. I don’t know. He does well, loves the people like a son, has a good character, and the people call him Chu Qingtian."

Daiyu also just smiled lightly and remained silent, took the tea from Zijuan, and took a sip slowly: "This is the tea sent by Sister Feng, it suits my taste."

Since leaving Jia's mansion, Mother Jia took Sister Feng and several sisters to see it once, and Sister Feng sent Ping'er to give things several times. Daiyu paid her own respect, but it was just a gift.

At this time, a daughter-in-law came quickly and whispered a few words to Xueyan. Xueyan was startled, and said to the pavilion: "Miss, the concubine of the Beijing Palace is here, and she wants to see the lady."

In a word, everyone was shocked.Zijuan was puzzled and said: "The concubine of Beifu, what are you doing here to see the girl?"

Daiyu frowned and pondered for a while, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, she got up and straightened her dress, and said coldly: "Open the door, and welcome the concubine in, aunt, Zijuan, Xueyan, come with me to the main flower hall Welcome."

Aunt Yun also understood in her heart that the concubine's visit might have something to do with the prince.

"Daughter Daiyu from the Lin family pays her respects to the concubine." After welcoming her personally, she sat down and served tea. A nobility and elegance that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Even when facing himself, there was no deliberate humbleness to please him, and there was no other emotion except the respect on the face.

The concubine saw Daiyu for the first time, and she silently appraised this girl in her heart. At this time, she had to say that her appearance and demeanor were flawless. No wonder she was able to push Situ Xiaoer over. The person in the room couldn't help but put the gossip aside, and said in a low voice: "Miss Lin, there is no need to be polite, please sit down."

"Thank you, Concubine Tai." Daiyu saluted again, before she slowly took her seat.

"I've heard Miss Lin's name a long time ago, so I came to see you specially today." The concubine smiled and said, "As for the purpose of coming, the girl should know."

"May the concubine forgive me for being stupid." Daiyu lowered her eyes and said, "I really don't know why the concubine came here."

"If you are stupid, then all the girls in the boudoir in Beijing must be considered stupid." There is another meaning in the princess's smile: "I have already known your family background, so it is not low. , Ningrong Second Mansion is your maternal grandfather's house, but it's a pity that you have no father or mother, and no one can be your master except yourself, so I won't go around in circles with you, and you don't have to be ashamed. , I want to hear what you mean."

In a word, Aunt Yun's face also changed, but it's a pity that she speaks lightly, and she has no part to speak at this time.

Although Daiyu had a premonition, she didn't expect that the concubine would be so straightforward, so her eyes darkened and she said, "Daiyu still doesn't understand what the concubine means."

"Oh? I don't think you look like the kind of woman who has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time, so don't pretend to be confused." The concubine finally frowned: "Don't tell me that Shui Rong did it for the girl. You don't have anything. Know."

It's kind of heartbreaking to say.Daiyu suppressed her emotions, and said lightly: "Daiyu will remember the prince's life-saving grace, and I am very grateful. But I don't know how this has anything to do with what the concubine said just now."

"Girl is quite clear, I'm afraid my son doesn't think so. Since he likes you, it's hard for a mother to say anything, but you should also know where Rong'er is in the court, so," Mrs. The concubine lost her patience, paused and said: "The side concubine of Prince Jing's mansion, it doesn't count as humiliating you, I don't know what the girl wants?"

The condescending tone did not mean to ask Daiyu what she meant, but it was a kind of charity.

Daiyu was already quite arrogant and proud of herself, after hearing these few words, her face was as clear as frost, and when she spoke again, she was cold and cold, even the respect she had just kept out of etiquette was gone: "I don't know The concubine's words, is it an order or a discussion?"

"Is there a difference?" The concubine raised her eyebrows.

"Yes. If it's an order to overwhelm others, Daiyu dares not obey, but the only way to keep her innocence is to die." Daiyu said coldly: "If it's a discussion, please take back what you just said, Daiyu will never agree .”

The concubine didn't expect her to speak like this, and she immediately jumped up: "What a proud and arrogant woman. You don't think that, with your status, you can still be the concubine of the palace?"

"The concubine is wrong." Daiyu also got up, not giving in at all, her voice was even colder: "Although Daiyu is a lonely and orphan girl, she has never thought of clinging to the palace of a high family, neither does she think about the position of a princess, And I will not willingly degenerate into a concubine and embarrass my parents."

"I've heard about the things between you. If you have no intention of being interested in him, how could you induce him to risk his life for you." The concubine said: "Could it be a coincidence?"

Daiyu's face was pale, her small hands hidden in her sleeves trembled slightly, but her back straightened even more: "Concubine, Daiyu respects you as an elder, and has no intention of being disrespectful. But I am a girl in the boudoir, and I don't know how to write quotations. Not to mention whether it was intentional or unintentional. Whether it was a coincidence or deliberate, the prince himself knows best. Therefore, if the concubine has any doubts, she might as well go back to the mansion and ask the prince, instead of humiliating Daiyu with unreliable speculations, Daiyu I really can't bear it!"

Where did Concubine Toffee go through all this confrontation, and she didn't answer in one breath: "Okay, what a clever articulate! Let me ask you again, you really shouldn't, right?"

"I'd rather be a wife from a poor family than a concubine from a noble family. Daiyu can't afford to be a high-ranking man in the Beijing palace!" Daiyu's face was frosty and cold, her bright eyes were as clear as ice, but her words were clear and decisive.

The concubine felt angry, she pointed at Daiyu and said: "You, you, you... good..." Holding her chest, she couldn't calm down, she was shaking, who would want to step in quickly and support the concubine : "Mother Concubine!"

White python royal robe, a jade crown wiping his forehead, and a sword hanging from his waist, it seems that he just rushed back from outside the city, his eyes paused on Daiyu, and he left immediately. , faced with such a situation.

When he touched those clear eyes, a little cold poured from his limbs into his chest.

What kind of gaze is that, there is no hatred, no resentment, no anger, only coldness and alienation.Like looking at a stranger.

She took the concubine's meaning as her own, and the little position that had been accumulated so easily in her heart collapsed.

Based on how many conversations he had in the past, they all turned into nothing at this moment, thousands of words accumulated in his chest, and he could hardly breathe due to the pressure.

Concubine Tai took a breath, coughed continuously, clutched her sleeves of water melting and said: "Rong'er, this is the person you fancy! You heard it all..."

"Mother Concubine, don't say anything now, go back to the mansion to rest first." Shui Rong said coldly: "My son helps Mother Concubine go back!"

His eyes fell on Daiyu, and he could say a thousand words, but he couldn't say a word.

When Daiyu saw him coming in for the first time, she was agitated with inexplicable emotions, but at this moment, she had gradually calmed down, and her tone was as cold as before: "My lord, I'd better ask you to explain something clearly to the concubine. To avoid further misunderstanding."

Talking about going inward coldly, walking past Shui Rong, but ignoring no one, Shui Rong stretched out his hand subconsciously, but in vain, she had already brushed away.

Shui Rong slowly put down his hand, watched her figure disappear into the bead curtain, the pain surging in his eyes, bit by bit closed, pressed down, his lips pursed, showing a stern look, and then supported the fainting Toffee, leave.

Inside the bead curtain, Daiyu's footsteps were very slow. Hearing the sound of the footsteps gradually going away, she closed her eyes and sighed softly, and slowly let go of the hand holding the intarsia partition.

She didn't even realize it, there was a faint hope floating in her heart, but it melted away like a bubble with the footsteps going away.

What is she hoping for, and what is she regretting?

After all, hopeless.

The moonlight was as cold as water, dyeing the white clothes a bit cold, and the water melted slowly up the stone steps.His face was as cold as ice, and he was very frightening. He was always gentle and modest, and his face was seldom so frosty. The maids in the mansion bowed their knees timidly to say hello, and Shui Rong said coldly: "Is the concubine better?"

"Go back to the prince, it's much better."

Shui Rong nodded, he had to explain some things clearly to the concubine, and walked into the room: "My son greets concubine mother, I wonder if concubine mother is better."

"I'm so short of breath, I can't die." The concubine got a little angry when she thought about it, and seeing the ugly expression on Shui Rong's face, she couldn't help asking a little uneasy: "Rong'er, what's wrong with you."

"My son is fine."

"He said it's all right!" The concubine looked at his expression, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem to be all right, and said, "You can't be angry because of that girl of the Lin family and the concubine mother, right?"

"Son doesn't dare!" That's what he said, but Shui Rong's face didn't seem to slow down at all, instead he said a little more: "However, my son thinks that the concubine mother is too considerate about this matter!"

"The concubine mother is also for your own good. Don't you know that while she is holding you, she also gets close to some household servant. She is an orphan after all, and has no one to teach her."

"Mother and concubine, it's a matter of reputation, how can I act like a long-tongued woman, talking about what is short and what is good." There was a trace of anger in the water-melting eyes, and there was still an unstoppable sting in my heart when I said this.

The concubine was stunned for a moment, and felt that this was inappropriate, so she said: "Don't say anything about it. You don't know what to do. I'm going to be your side concubine. Could it be that you have wronged her!"

"Concubine mother," Shui Rong sighed softly, and said calmly, "My son never thought of asking her to be his side concubine."

The concubine froze for a moment, wondering: "Aren't you really..."

Shui Rong seemed to smile, but said slowly but firmly: "If she is willing, my son will marry her as his concubine." After a pause, he added: "I will never wrong her to be a concubine."

"Rong'er, you're stunned!" The concubine said in shock, "There are so many famous ladies in the capital, but you want to marry an orphan who has no father and no mother to be the princess? Wouldn't it make others laugh if it spread the word."

"Whom I want to marry is my business and has nothing to do with others." Under the candle, the water-melting expression seemed to be unshakable.

"Then it has nothing to do with the concubine mother?" The concubine couldn't believe that Shui Rong would talk to her like this, and said sullenly.

"Of course it has something to do with it." Shui Rong said: "If you are very disobedient to your mother and concubine in this matter, it is disobedience, and the official censor will not let your son go."

"It's good that you know." The concubine said, "As long as I live, you will never be allowed to marry her."

"If the mother really doesn't allow it..." Shui Rong let out a chuckle with downcast eyes, turned his body and restrained his face, and said: "The big deal, if you abandon the throne, if you fail, you will never marry for the rest of your life. What's so difficult about it? My son said it all here, don't disturb the mother." The concubine rests and takes my leave."

"Rong'er!" The concubine felt tight in her chest, "You don't even want the throne for the sake of a woman!"

"Son thinks so!" Shui Rong didn't turn around, but turned his face sideways, and said in a depressed voice, "But now, it's not about whether I want the throne, but whether she is willing to marry. In other words, people have never set their eyes on you." Son, everything is my wishful thinking."

As proud as he is, yet he boldly admits that he has unrequited love for a woman in front of others, this time, even the concubine was stunned.

Shui Rong closed his eyes slightly, suppressed his emotions and said: "What I mean, concubine mother should understand, so please don't believe in rumors, concubine mother. If you don't know the situation, it's really rude to come to ask your teacher about the situation." Clenching his fist , swallowed the rest of the words, and opened the curtain to go out.

The concubine stared blankly at his back, her body softened little by little, as if she said, "I can't help it. Nanny Fang, am I really wrong..."

An old nanny came up quietly, and said in a warm voice, "The concubine is right, and the prince is also right."

"Who was wrong then?"

"Today's matter, the concubine is really inappropriate." Mother Fang sighed and said, "It's the old servant who is not good, so I should dissuade the concubine. I will watch with cold eyes today. Although the girl has sharper words, But it's not like what I heard before, Concubine, forgive me for talking too much, I'm afraid you were..."

The concubine was startled, feeling something in her heart: "You mean..."

Nanny Fang nodded, with a heavy expression on her face.

"Then Rong'er can't say that she doesn't want the throne." The concubine was silent for a while, and she was still angry.

"Doesn't the concubine know about the prince's temperament?" Mother Fang said, "Looking at this, I'm afraid she was really moved. Why didn't the concubine make it happen. The prince has suffered a lot these years."

"No!" The concubine said bitterly: "That girl is too talkative, if I let them go and let Rong'er marry her in, wouldn't she be spoiled even more? How can I become a mother in the future? , her arrogance must be thwarted."

This time, even Nanny Fang felt a little helpless.

In the bamboo wind courtyard, in the swaying bamboo forest, the silver sword light is like a bundle of silk, but also like lightning and thunder, fierce and compelling, it is more like a vent than a sword dance.

Zong Yue and Qi Han stood neither far nor close, looking at each other with helplessness.

"It's been two hours, what's wrong with my lord..." Zong Yue scratched his head and said.

Qi Han sighed: "Prince Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no heart, what can I do."

"No way. It's Miss Lin." Zong Yue widened his eyes and lowered his voice: "Is there any woman who doesn't like the prince? That's because the eyes are on the top of the head..." Before he finished speaking, the sword sharpened Forced to come, such as his skill, he had no time to dodge, so he was forced to grab the throat, the strength of the sword's edge was extremely precise, if there was any more points, he would die.

Zong Yue said with a bitter face: "My lord's swordsmanship has improved again."

Qi Han thought in his heart, it's better to say that the prince's hearing has improved again.

"You can't even guard against one of my king's moves, so what's the use of a guard like you! Go and live with the lieutenant, practice for a month and then come back, go." Shui Rong said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Zong Yue rubbed his face into a bitter gourd shape, and walked away in dismay.

Shui Rong put the sword back into its sheath heavily, and said in a cold voice: "Qi Han, the king is not here these few days, so whoever came to see the concubine?"

Qi Han said: "There was an order from Duke Qi's mansion, and Princess Situ..."

Before the account was settled, he was doing things behind his own back. He was really tired of living. A icy smile rose from the corner of Shui Rong's mouth, and even Qi Han felt that the air was blowing from his back when he saw it.

Shui Rong turned around to go to the study, but couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the deep silence of the night, and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's just how to explain it to her.

The night is full of wind and cool, warm and cold at the same time, it is difficult to stop.