Rong Xuan

"You are the daughter of a rebellious and criminal minister, how do you know what the justice of heaven is!" The gloomy face scolded angrily, walked over with strides, grabbed Cao Hui's upper arm and used her to the next pavilion pillar.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sima Xuan forced Cao Hui between himself and the stone pavilion pillars, even getting so close that she could smell his breath—this made Sima Xuan feel dazed for a moment, but the corner of her mouth twisted. Shen, some kind of tyranny suddenly appeared in the dark eyes.

She lowered her eyes to look at Cao Hui, who lowered her head to avoid her gaze, and suddenly raised the hand pinned to Cao Hui's wrist, her callused fingers squeezed Cao Hui's chin without warning, forcing her to raise her head. Make eye contact with yourself.

Outside the pavilion, no matter from which angle you look down the pavilion, there is no doubt that there was some dispute between Jinglinghou and his wife because of the arguments in the quarrel, so that the bad-tempered Jinglinghou almost attacked his wife.

A moment later, under Cao Hui's stubborn and silent resistance, Sima Xuan finally let go of Cao Hui's chin in despair, and put his hand on the cold pavilion pillar behind her.

"Don't move around, they just appeared right behind you, the pavilion pillars are blocking them, so they can't hurt you," Sima Xuan leaned down slightly, and whispered in Cao Hui's ear in a gentle and calm tone , "Someone has already passed there, Hui'er, under my nose, nothing will happen, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

However, perhaps the comfort of words is too pale to give people the power of trust and reassurance, or maybe Cao Hui, who sensed the murderous intent of swords and soldiers, didn't listen to anything - she has brushed shoulders with death more than once I couldn't control my body at all, and couldn't control the shivering in my body.

"...I am, I'm not afraid, really, I'm not afraid." She opened her mouth, and finally opened her mouth in a stumble.

Sima Xuan got closer, and could clearly hear the rattling sound of her teeth colliding with each other because of the fear of trembling.

"I'm not afraid, so I'm angry?" Sima Xuan sighed vaguely, and simply took advantage of his height to reach out and pull him into his arms.

"I apologize. I shouldn't have said those words, and I shouldn't have confronted you. Those words were just for those who eavesdropped. Let's not be angry, okay?" After making sure At the same time that no one could hurt Cao Hui, Sima Xuan hesitated again and again, finally raised his hand, and gently patted Cao Hui's back.

This person has a gentle attitude, and his words are as patient as coaxing a child to sleep—but this person's tone clearly carries a bit of love and admiration among adults. Cao Hui knows that in this subtle and difficult life and death At this critical moment, the person holding her in his arms quietly chose to protect her with his life.

She protects her, protects her to be safe, protects her to be warm, protects her to have branches to rely on, and protects her to have a home.

Cao Hui realized that as long as this person was here, he was no longer a wandering duckweed or a wild ghost.

The man just jokingly asked "Huh?" in a half-smile tone, which made her whole heart tremble slightly with the question of discussion.

Her heartbeat accelerated for a moment, and her cheeks and ears felt slightly hot. She didn't dare to be sure and think about what was going on with such a reaction.

"I saw you behind you, not far from the river. There seems to be someone there." Cao Hui raised his hand and grabbed the belt buckle hanging from the leather belt on Sima Xuan's waist. There was nothing on the buckle, and she Can't help but be angry with her: "Didn't you be asked to go out with a knife? Where's the waist knife?!"

"...Maybe it was left in the carriage. I'll ask Liu Sheng to look for it later." Sima Xuan lowered his eyes indifferently, and at the same time held Cao Hui's hand that was holding his waist, The hoarse voice was suppressed into an intimate whisper: "Don't be afraid, I still have a title and official position, and now you are not only covered by the identity of the Marquis, but Duke Xun is also in the court hall. Well, after all, they don't dare to be too arrogant."

"..." Cao Hui didn't speak, but put his forehead in the middle of Sima Xuan's two collarbones.

After a while, the inexplicable fear was gradually replaced by a kind of stability. Unknowingly, Cao Hui tentatively said: "At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, you have been too thin recently."

Your bones hurt my head.

"Hmm..." Sima Xuan casually responded to Cao Hui. At this moment, her attention and sight were all on a certain big tree with a lush crown not far away—in the dense canopy, Among the forty hidden guards, the thirteenth is the dark guard who specializes in stalking.

Soon, seeing the dark guard Thirteen raised his clenched right hand three times to his left and right, Sima Xuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and lightly opened his arms that were protecting Cao Hui.

Cao Hui, however, maintained the original posture and did not move—the buckle that was originally held in her hand left Cao Hui's hand with the retreat of its owner. She looked at her palm, which was empty.

"It's okay." Sima Xuan raised his hand, as if he wanted to reach out to Cao Hui, but for some reason, he finally fell back: "The fire and clouds have all gone down. It may rain tonight. Manager Ren has arranged for a yard." , we should go back too."

"Look—" Sima Xuan pointed to the river over there briskly. The river was flowing east alone. They also disappeared: "The adults and children have all gone home."

It was only then that Cao Hui realized that Sima Xuan wanted to come here with him to the pavilion to lure all the dangers and prevent the safety of the dragon and phoenix twins from any possible threat.

"Okay," so Cao Hui nodded, "It's time to go back."

……

That night, the twins who had played happily during the day went to bed early after dinner. Even though the weather was a bit dull and hot at night, the conditions in Zhuangzi were not as good as those in the Hou's mansion, so it was not very convenient to enjoy the cool air. The two were very tired. The little guy didn't seem to be affected in the slightest either.

Yuyan took care of the sleeping twins in the side room, and Cao Hui asked Tingzhu to open all the doors and windows in the main house, but the room was still very hot.

Sima Xuan brought in a bucket of well water from the yard, poured it into several wooden basins, and placed them under several windows one after another.

"If you can't sleep, come here and lean on it." Sima Xuan poured himself half a bowl of herbal tea from the teacup, pointed to the yellow flower wood couch in the room, and said, "It will probably rain at night, and it will be hot in July. It’s not far from a cool day.”

Cao Hui wiped the fine sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, walked over slowly and sat down on the cool couch covered with a bamboo mat.

She looked at Sima Xuan's back and asked, "Who are those people?"

Sima Xuan came over with a folding fan, sat on the round stool beside the couch and fanned Cao Hui in a leisurely manner: "It's just some insignificant guys, it's all right, you can sleep peacefully at night alright."

At this moment, Sima Xuan's whole body was still cool from the shower, and her hair had not been completely wiped off, and she was randomly holding it with a wooden hairpin. It looked a little loose and lazy, which was a bit different from her usual appearance. different.

Cao Hui lightly sniffed the lightly scented wind blowing from the fan, which was not considered cool—the wind mixed with some kind of cool scent, it seemed to be mint, but it didn’t seem to be, let’s smell it People feel refreshed for a moment.

"The ones who came with us today should be people from the east," Cao Hui said suddenly, and Sima Xuan obviously paused as he fanned the fan in his hand, "Actually, you knew from the very beginning what the man in the palace was up to. But you still agreed. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the situation of the Sima family was different from that of the Cao family. You can completely stay out of it. No matter what the other things are, you just wait for the next emperor to ascend the throne. Fame, fortune, wealth and glory, why do you have to... have to take the initiative to jump in!"

"You know why," Sima Xuan lowered his head slightly, and smiled lightly: "But you don't have to worry about it, these are all voluntary, wait for me to pull you ashore, wait for you to find a place where you can shelter from the wind and rain , I will leave naturally, I just hope you don't hate me, and don't... don't refuse me deliberately."

Cao Hui's heart suddenly ached as if someone had scratched it with sharp nails.

She took a deep breath and took a few deep breaths repeatedly before she managed to calm herself down.

She clenched her palm tightly, her nails sank into the flesh, and she forced herself to say, "I can never repay you in this life, but if you want to risk your life for this, Sima Xuan , I don't care about this kind of love, and I don't even care about it."

Sima Xuan was still fanning Cao Hui, but the action had turned into a mechanical repetition at some point, as if it was just an instinct.

After a while, she smiled, and her eyebrows and eyes were softer than ever before: "The general is right, you have always been a heartless little white-eyed wolf, and I can only force it by mortgaging my life." I can exchange a few words of concern for you."

"At first I was just trying to find out the truth about Cao's case, but later, I actually found out about Zhao Xuan, the crown prince of the East Palace," Cao Hui slowly turned his head, and indifferently looked out of the dark window. Opening his mouth, his words were filled with endless sarcasm and sarcasm: "But do you know who the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is? He is the son of the Empress of the Central Palace, the nephew of the Cao family, and my first cousin. On his body, He also has the blood of half of the Cao family, but he, he, he actually—”

Some words were determined not to be uttered, they were held back by her with the blade of a knife, and she repeatedly lingered at herself—the words she wanted to say were delayed, and after a long time, she was naturally preoccupied and heartbroken—she couldn’t speak again He could only cover his face with his hands and let out a long sigh.

"Hui'er..." Sima Xuan finally stopped fanning, but what if she stretched out her hand?

She didn't dare to touch her easily.

In the dark night, a dazzling bright light suddenly lit up, followed by a loud bang, the thick and dark sky like ink was illuminated by a purple lightning, and the strong wind wrapped in the sky thunder roared past.

It's raining.

The dullness and heat just now hadn't dissipated yet, and the stern night wind slapped the window lattices. Sima Xuan walked over and closed the doors and windows one by one. .

At a certain moment, Cao Hui suddenly felt wronged for Sima Xuan, endlessly wronged.

So, when Sima Xuan locked the last window, she had just turned around when the person who was sitting on the couch jumped towards her and threw her into her arms.

"..."

After staggering back a step and leaning against the window, Sima Xuan stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move, with her hands hanging by her sides, letting Cao Hui hold her, and letting the hazy tears in her eyes gradually fall in a row.

Cao Hui burst into tears. With the heavy rain knocking on the tiles outside, the people who were silently fighting against fear every day suddenly didn't want to pretend to be strong and invulnerable.

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, eight years have passed, and now you and I are not only separated by identity, but also separated by a sea of ​​blood. I tell myself every day that I want to vindicate my father and brother, and to avenge the grievances of the clan——

I hope that the imperial court can give the most serious and fair judgment. I hope that those loyal souls who died unjustly can rest in peace. The family relationship that has not been reunited, the love that has not been fruitful, and the life that has not been experienced can be calmed down a little bit. I also hope that their relatives who are still alive have the courage to face the next life.

But at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, I also drifted away for a long time. In the past ten years, I have exhausted my deep gratitude and lived and died as a teacher and friend.

I am afraid, I am afraid that I will really become the kind of conspiracy villain who only hides in dark places and stirs up the wind and rain, but I am afraid, and at the same time I am greedy-I am not only greedy for the smell of you, I am also greedy for your gaze, even if you have a little bit of friendship with me, I want to take you as my own forever and ever,

You once told me not to respond to you, you said you would send me away, Sima Xuan, since I married you eight years ago, if you don't want me, I will have no home and nothing——

I'm sorry, Sima Xuan, I'm afraid you don't want me anymore, I'm really afraid, Sima Xuan..."

Cao Hui's crying sounded in his ears. During the past eight years, Sima Xuan didn't know how he got through it. Now that he suddenly recalled it, there was only one sentence in Mr. Shen's book left in his mind.

"No one stands with me in the evening, no one asks me how to warm the porridge."

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The idiot author who has a soft spot for foreshadowing really buried a lot of foreshadowing