Rong Xuan

It was night, when Sima Xuan came out of the general's mansion, he rode his horse directly to the patrol battalion of soldiers and horses in Wucheng. She first made an appointment with Commander Lan of the patrol battalion, and then went to Xun Mansion from the patrol battalion.

She came a little late, Mr. Xun Run went out to drink with an old friend, and was not at home.Sima Xuan didn't care, and just followed the Xun Mansion's Jia Nanny to the backyard.

The Xun family's backyard is not big, and it is mostly decorated with bamboo, stones, flowers and plants, but it is also very warm.And when Sima Xuan stepped into the Ningyue Pavilion in the backyard, Cao Hui was sitting on a small couch, holding a book with yellowed pages in his hand, and he was gently talking to Xiao Huaner who was sitting on the stool. Tell folk stories.

On Cao Hui's lap, Xiao Qing'er, who was also listening to the story, had already slept on it at some point, drooling in the dark.

"Hi, Daddy." Seeing Sima Xuan coming in, Xiao Huan'er, who used to be a little distant from Sima Xuan, greeted her happily, but deliberately lowered his voice to avoid waking up his sister.

Sima Xuan nodded lightly, and responded with a closed mouth "Hmm".

"You're back." Cao Hui put down the book that was rolled up in his hand, looked up at the person who had come, and the moment her eyes met, a smile subconsciously rose on her face: "Have you ever used dinner?" ?”

Sima Xuan shook his head, walked over and sat on the other side of Cao Hui, and bent down to see his daughter sleeping on Cao Hui's lap.

Sima Xuan stretched out his hand to wipe away the crystals hanging from the corner of her daughter's mouth, and her heart was filled with an indescribable peace, she joked: "This child goes to bed when he is full - didn't you all have already had dinner together, and then left Am I just hungry?"

Over there, Sima Huan stretched his stomach, and slid down from the stool swiftly. He leaned close to Sima Xuan's legs, and leaned his fat little body on Sima Xuan's legs coquettishly.

He pulled his father's sleeve, beckoning his father to listen, and said mysteriously, "My son left a duck leg for my father. He came back from duty at noon and cooked it himself. It tastes so good! "

"Really?" Sima Xuan raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick up his son and put him on his lap.

When Sima Huan was picked up, the small shoes on his feet accidentally kicked Cao Hui's shirt, and Sima Xuan patted the dust off it.

She sighed: "Hey, although raising a daughter is white and chubby is attractive, but she sleeps all day without heart and lungs and eats enough. It's better to be a son. If you know how to leave duck legs for me, you know how to love me..."

Sima Huan blushed when he was praised, and shyly raised his sleeves to cover his chubby face.

"You don't want to be sarcastic around here." Cao Hui glanced sideways at the smiling person beside him, and said to Mammy Jia next to him, "Please ask Mammy to let the kitchen serve food. Let me see." Look, our uncle is very hungry."

Grandma Jia smiled without saying a word, just bent her knees and walked away--It's so good, Miss Rong is going to marry into the Jinglinghou's mansion, her stepchildren know how to be filial, the son-in-law knows how to feel sorry for her, and she doesn't seem to have suffered any crimes-I don't know why, Seeing Cao Hui's words, frowns and smiles, the real Nanny Jia, the real girl Xun, always felt some kind of indescribable comfort in her heart.

If their girls are still alive, there should be such a happy family scene.

The house of the Xun family is a typical Chang'an city two-entry quadrangle house plus a backyard. The residential area in front of it is not large. Xun Shoufu lives in the north courtyard, so Miss Xun's room is in the east courtyard. Live in the west courtyard.

After the meal, the time was approaching the hour, so Sima Xuan took Yuyan and personally carried the twins to the ear room to sleep.

Xun Shoufu hadn't come back after drinking, so Cao Hui couldn't help asking Nanny Jia a few more questions.

Grandma Jia was all smiles, but there were tears in her eyes, she said: "Miss, just don't worry, the master will usually go out to drink with old friends, if you don't come back, then you will just sleep outside after getting drunk." , Don't worry, girl."

When Sima Xuan settled the two children and came in again, he happened to hear Jia Nanny's last words, so he asked, "What's the matter? What are you worried about?"

"Miss is worried about master." Nanny Jia called her servants to remove the leftovers from the table, and said back to Sima Xuan, "Master hasn't returned after drinking. Miss wants to send someone to look for master."

The servants quickly took away the things, and only Nanny Jia and Tingzhu were left in the room.

"If you want to find it, then go there." Sima Xuan straightened his waist, folded his arms and casually leaned against the table with a Japanese sword, his eyes fell on Cao Hui's unshaven face : "I sent people directly with you?"

Fortunately, before Sima Xuan had time to show courteousness to Cao Hui, Xun Run, who was out drinking, had already sent his entourage back.

Cao Hui felt relieved, Nanny Jia and Tingzhu waited on her to wash up and then retreated. She and Sima Xuan were really the only ones left in the room.

This was the first time the two of them got together alone since they confessed their feelings in Jingyangzhuang that day.

Cao Hui actually felt a little nervous.

She climbed onto the bed and shook her head slightly - anyway, she couldn't say what she should say, and she couldn't ask what she wanted to ask - she really didn't know what to be nervous about.

Seeing that Cao Hui had kicked off his clogs and climbed onto the bed, Sima Xuan, who was sitting in front of the round table in the main room, cleared his throat, got up, and blew out the lamps in the room.

There is only one on the bedside.

Just as Sima Xuan raised his hand towards the lamp, he heard Cao Hui suddenly say, "Keep it, just keep this lamp."

"..." Sima Xuan pursed his lips: "Well, I'll cut the lantern flowers."

Cao Hui didn't make a sound, she hugged the quilt and rolled into the bed, leaving only a thin back for Sima Xuan, Sima Xuan was silent, cut the lanterns quietly and went to sleep.

In fact, she knows everything, she knows that Cao Hui is afraid of the dark, she knows that Cao Hui is afraid of fire, she knows that Cao Hui is sometimes afraid of even small torches and candles, and even she knows that Cao Hui talks to her heart silently almost every day. Those insurmountable fears fought against the darkness.

But what's the use of knowing?Sima Xuan lifted the quilt and lay down next to the edge of the bed—she never had the right to knock on Cao Hui's heart, and then told her confidently, don't be afraid, I'm here with you.

The room was extremely quiet, and the chirping of insects outside seemed extremely loud.

Sima Xuan scratched the back of her neck and turned over tiredly holding the thin quilt. She closed her eyes and opened them quietly again. She sighed and turned sideways to face Cao Hui's back.

She stared at Cao Hui's back, only to see that the hair on the pillow spread out like a waterfall, wrapped in a very faint fragrance.

In fact, Sima Xuan didn't know when his feelings for Cao Hui turned into such a liking that would make his heart jump when he thought of it.

She didn't fall in love with Cao Hui at first sight, nor was she obsessed with beauty, she didn't even expect that she would like Cao Hui—yes, liking, is the kind of desire to be with Cao Hui. The love of her life together.

She remembered that in the seventh year of the Jingchu period, she was co-signed by those high-ranking ministers in the court who were worried about the king's worries because she brought heavy troops to the inner land without authorization. In the end, she had to go to the Department of Punishments of the Ministry of War to suffer dozens of times. board.

The people who hit the board in the punishment department are all capable military brothers-they have kung fu in their hands, and they have different strikes. Eighty strokes of the big board, it seems that the skin is torn and the flesh is cut to death, but in fact there is no injury at all. Once inside, after a while, it will be alive and kicking again.

But for some reason, after she was carried back to the Marquis Mansion, and after seeing Cao Hui whose eyes were red because she was worried about her, she, Sima Xuan, suddenly wanted to take this opportunity to tell Cao Hui what she would never have known in her life. , The truest self, all told her.

She was seriously injured, and Cao Hui was really worried about her. Even though he knew her true identity, she still guarded by her side for three days and two nights.

She was very happy, so she told Cao Hui euphemistically that she wanted to treat her well and was willing to protect her with her life-but Cao Hui didn't say anything, and raised his hand and slapped her twice.

At that moment, apart from the burning pain in her cheeks, she also saw deep disgust in Cao Hui's eyes.

She knew that with Cao Huizhi's intelligence, she would never fail to understand her sincere words spoken in a gossiping tone, so Cao Hui chose to slap her twice, expressing his rejection of her behavior in time.

At that time, I should restrain my mind and stay by her side quietly from now on. Sima Xuan pursed his lips tightly, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently brushed the strands of Cao Hui's hair that were spread in front of his eyes. The tail was wrapped between the slender fingers.

Cao Hui's black silk is as black as a waterfall, and it feels soft and smooth, unlike her hair, which has never been maintained, and she wears a man's bun all day long. When the bun is loosened, her hair will be found curly Fragile, dry and brittle hair.

"Alas..." Sima Xuan couldn't help sighing softly.

"What's wrong?" Cao Hui suddenly said with his back to Sima Xuan.

Sima Xuan was so frightened that he withdrew his hand like lightning, and moved his body out subconsciously, but with a bang, his head hit the bed post at the head of the canopy bed used to hang the bed curtain.

Cao Hui deliberately turned his head to look at her, and there seemed to be a smile in his sleepy eyes.

"Hui'er," Sima Xuan wrapped his arms around the thin quilt and called Cao Hui, but he didn't know what to say.

"...Well, what's the matter," Cao Hui lay back with his back to her, and she spoke again, with a melodious and lazy voice, "Say what you want, I'll listen."

"Oh, it's nothing." Sima Xuan, who was lying on his back, glanced to this side very quickly. Seeing that Cao Hui had no intention of turning over, she lay down on her side again treacherously, "I just want to ask , what do you want to do after you have accomplished your big event."

Cao Hui, who was getting more and more sleepy, opened her eyes silently, and she quietly stared at the bed curtain inside with the help of the lamp beside the bed.

After a while, just when Sima Xuan thought that Cao Hui would not answer her, the person in the bed spoke again.

She said: "Maybe I will find a secluded water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and then set up two acres of paddy fields. When I am busy, I will weed and protect the seedlings, work in the fields, and teach people to play the harp when I am free. Plant a few chrysanthemums under the east fence. One more dog and one more cat, and life will be over."

Sima Xuan followed Cao Hui's description and thought about that kind of life, and thought it should be pretty good, so she smiled silently, but somehow, she felt a little pain in her heart, as if she had been cut by someone. Leng Tiedao rolled back and forth a few times in the softest part of her heart - in the future planned by Cao Hui, she did not have the luck to occupy any space.

"I don't know what I want to do in the future," Sima Xuanqu put her elbows under her head. Behind Cao Hui, she murmured in a low, hoarse voice with a cautious temptation, without confidence: "How about I follow you?"

"What are you doing with me?" Cao Hui laughed warmly, his shoulders trembling, "You don't want Huan'er Qinger? You don't want this super-ranked Marquis title? Jingling County is a rich place, how much?" People want to live here, so you don't want it either?"

"I'll just give the title to Huan'er, and Huan'er will take care of Qing'er," Sima Xuan suppressed the urge to get close to Cao Hui, feeling as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling in his heart, he couldn't hold back any longer So, there was a tremor in her voice: "As long as you want me to be by your side, I don't need anything."

"What if it's in the north?" Cao Hui suddenly turned around, staring into the startled Sima Xuan's eyes, her eyes were burning, and said word by word: "If the war in the north starts again, Tianjia will give you The military power calls you to the battlefield, do you want it or not? Are you going or not?"

Undoubtedly, all members of the Sima family in Yanyang, regardless of gender, age or age, have their weaknesses here—once there is a war on the border, not to mention not giving them military power, even if you just let them be the leading soldiers, they will guarantee that they will have nothing to say. With the Wuhen knife, he rushed to the front line.

Whenever two armies confront each other, when the marching drum thumps, the one who rushes forward in the camp has always been the son of their Sima family.

Such people have already engraved their loyalty to the country and protection of the people in their bones.

"Throwing aside those sixteen first-tier city gates in the northern border, don't care about it, you can't bear it, and the times don't allow it," Cao Hui lay back on the bed, staring at the simple embroidered patterns on the top of the bed curtain, and said calmly: "The ancients were very There has long been a saying that "climbing the mountain is full of love in the mountain, and watching the sea is full of meaning in the sea". After you and I get rid of this matter, you will gradually see your heart clearly. Maybe you will find that, in fact, you are not the same as me. It's not a liking with affection, but just a kind of dependence in adversity. Of course, I also rely on you, and I still rely on you from time to time, relying on you, just like what I said to you that day, I am afraid of you Don't want me."

Sima Xuan closed her eyes, and she seemed to hear that the door of Cao Hui's heart was not only closed to her again, but also bolted from the inside.

"But, I have you in my heart, I like you, I love you and respect you even more," Sima Xuan said softly, "This is not fake either."

When the sound fell, Cao Hui's whole body seemed to froze all of a sudden, she seemed to have temporarily lost the ability to think, only habitual blinking remained.

Blink, blink, blink.

After an unknown amount of time, there were a few extremely low rustling sounds from behind her, and then Cao Hui felt a warmth approaching behind her. In the lonely late summer night, this warmth suddenly made people yearn for it.

Cao Hui lay still, she knew that it was Sima Xuan approaching.

An arm stretched out from behind and gently wrapped around Cao Hui's waist. Sima Xuan's breathing was unusually steady, as if he was suppressing some strong emotion.

The back of the neck was numb from the man's warm breath, and Cao Hui heard the man say hoarsely, "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug you, it will be fine in a while, Hui'er."

Cao Hui didn't move, but Sima Xuan, as expected, let go of her very quickly.

The man did not leave immediately after letting go of her, but lay behind her, sniffing the unique faint fragrance in the air that belonged to her, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I'm sorry, Hui'er," Sima Xuan said, her hoarse voice seemed to have a vague cry, and no one knew what decision she made at that moment: "I know that there is something between you and me." , but you are still so greedy to force you, you just hate me, even if you want to take my life to avenge the general in the future, that's fine, I have no objection, "

"Don't be afraid anymore. You must be lonely and have no branches to rely on. I am willing to protect you. Unless you leave voluntarily, in this life, I will never abandon you, and I will never cross the thunder pool half a step."

"It's getting late, you should rest." After speaking, Sima Xuan completely left Cao Hui's side, and lay down close to the edge of the bed.

She lay there, except for her chest which rose and fell slightly due to breathing, her whole body really didn't move.

Cao Hui's originally calm heart lake had been turned upside down by Sima Xuan holding a stick, and her carelessness almost caused her to collapse.

"It's me who said I'm sorry, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty," Cao Huiping lay down, raised his forearm to cover his eyes, but couldn't stop the tears from rolling down the corners of his eyes, "You have nowhere to go except my brother's death." I'm sorry, I can walk towards you across the mountains, rivers and seas, but the only thing I can't do is my brother, Ah Xuan, he is my brother, my real brother..."

The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas can be flat, but what if the love is separated by the hatred of killing brothers?Can anyone give an answer?West Heaven Buddha?

The window of the room was half open, and Cao Hui suddenly felt that the moon at night was bitingly cold.

The author has something to say:

Xun Run: All the third-rank generals in the imperial court were lost, and you actually arranged for this pavilion to have wine with old friends?Still drunk and staying out at night? !Chang Wenzhong, you kid is out of your mind!

Old friend: Whoops, your uncle Xun Shechuan, did you lose your identity by drinking with me?Where did all the complaints come from? !

Xun Run: ...cough cough cough, who is that, Yuan Chu?Come here and take care of your old man who is drunk and crazy.

An old friend with the surname Sima Shan and the name Xiu: λ∞ηεπ ([-] words of frontier swear words can be made up by yourself)

Chang Wenzhong: Thank you for reading.

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