[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

Dad has been in a bad mood lately.

At first I thought Zhang Liang was exposed to me in the bath and let him know, so the old man Zhang Kai impeached him, but I quickly denied this idea.Zhang Liang's face is so thin, he wouldn't tell others about that kind of thing even if he was beaten to death, not to mention that the impeachment of his father by brother Zhang Kai would only make him happier and happier, how can there be such a sad face?

Soon I knew the reason, Dad couldn't catch any beauties now, and there was no one in the Que Pavilion for five days.

Three days later, my father smiled as if he had picked up a big ingot, and I knew that another girl had suffered.

This time, it was a girl picking herbs. She had just arrived in Xinzheng from the mountains, and she was captured by her father's "America Capture Corps" before she even stayed in the inn.This girl is in her late teens, with a pair of cut pupils, gentle and delicate, and her name is also nice, she is called "Wan Fang", and her father calls her "A Wan".

I think Dad is too nasty, he is so creepy after Wanfang with his face full of flesh all day long, calling "Awan Awan"... But when I think of my mother, it seems to be called "Awan Awan" "Awan".

Wan Fang is a quiet and gentle woman, even when facing a lustful person like her father, she just lowered her head and said nothing.My father sent me to send some of the people's fats I found to Wanfang. I picked some that I didn't like, and I found a wooden box and stuffed them in.When she came to the Sparrow Pavilion, Wan Fang was sitting by the window, earnestly working as a female celebrity.

My footsteps were very light, but Wan Fang didn't notice it.It wasn't until I walked in front of her and made a funny face that she realized, "Ah", and she accidentally pricked her finger.

Bright red blood drops dripped on the pure white silk cloth, like a red plum blooming in the snow, really beautiful.

"Sorry, sorry." I hurriedly scratched my head to apologize, and she frowned slightly, and said softly, "It's okay."

Her voice was very soft, like a murmur in a dream.My eyes gradually dimmed. With such vitality, I am afraid that I will not live long in Que Pavilion.

"My dad sent me to bring you some jewels, here they are all here." I handed the wooden box to her and motioned for her to accept it, but she didn't take it.

"You don't get paid for nothing." Wan Fang continued to hang her head and embroider her female red.

"I put it here, you can do whatever you want with it. Goodbye." I'm just responsible for delivering things for my father, so I don't care about her attitude.However, it is expected that she would not accept it. Entering the Sparrow Pavilion is equivalent to breaking her wings. No matter how gorgeous the jewels are, they are just shackles, and she has no freedom anymore.

"Girl." I was about to leave when she suddenly stopped me.

The voice was still so soft, like a murmur in a dream.I stopped, turned my head and asked, "What else?"

"Can you pick a red lotus for me?" She said cautiously, with hope on her face, for fear that I would refuse.

"Okay." I thought for a while and said seriously, "As long as you live well, I will break red lotus branches for you."

I heard Uncle Zhao, an elderly servant in the General's Mansion, said that my mother, A Wan, also loved red lotus very much. My father even built a big pond for her, and all of it was filled with red lotus.Later, when my mother died, my father filled up the pool, and after a few years, my father built a gorgeous pavilion on it, called the Sparrow Pavilion.

I have never met my mother, but I heard Uncle Zhao say that she is a magnificent qin girl, the qin she plays can be compared to Kuangxiu of the Qin Dynasty and Gao Jianli of the Yan Kingdom, I think Uncle Zhao is bragging.I have not inherited A Wan's peerless elegance, nor her talent for plucking strings and playing the qin... Forget it, maybe my father has lowered A Wan's mother's level.But I still feel that if Mother A Wan is still there, she must also have the gentle eyebrows and eyes like Wan Fang who hang her head down and embroider flowers.

I decided to find a red lotus for Wanfang.

In South Korea, red lotus is the title of Princess Han Wangan, so it is impossible for ordinary people to have the courage to plant it.Naturally, my family doesn't have it, after all, it's Dad's sad thing.The Zhang family is a family of loyal ministers, paying attention to the etiquette of the monarch and ministers, and it is impossible to plant red lotus.After thinking about it, I set my sights on the Korean court.

Princess Honglian and I are generally friendly, and have never said a word since I was a child. Today, when I saw me bringing a gold box, my reaction was extremely cold.

Today I am followed by the little boy Bai Feng... There is no way, Wan Ge is on a mission, and Mo Ya wants to protect the Que Pavilion.

"Ji Zhen has seen Princess Honglian." I bowed and looked at Honglian with a smile on my face.

"What's the matter with you?" Princess Honglian didn't even look at me, and continued to drink the tea in her cup.

"Ji really wants to use the colorful tourmaline in her hand and the princess to ask for a red lotus in water."

I originally wanted to go directly to Princess Honglian's Lianyanchi to steal it, but the little brat Bai Feng refused to steal it with me, and even said that at least the consent of others should be obtained... Are you addicted to doing good deeds?You actually asked me to seek other people's consent?I asked him back: "Then when you went to kill someone, did that person agree with you to kill him? If you pretend to be a righteous man like this, you have to see whose subordinate you are."

I said nothing to Baifeng, but pursed his lips stubbornly, with water in his eyes.

Bai Feng is the youngest among the four of us, just turned ten years old, if it is a child from an ordinary family, he would be at the age of holding bamboo slips to school and eating watermelon with the little girl next door after class.It's just that Bai Feng is in the general's mansion, so she can't enjoy that kind of fun.

Not only Baifeng, but also Moya and Wange, they have even more burdens.I patted Bai Feng's shoulder lightly, and coaxed softly: "Feng Bao, my sister was talking nonsense just now. Those bad things were all forced by that old bastard Ji Wuye, and it's none of Feng Bao's business."

I don't know if I will be struck by lightning if I say bad things about my father like that, but Bai Feng's mood is indeed cloudy and sunny. He turned around arrogantly, hummed at me with his buttocks: "Who is that?" Feng Bao, who is Sister, you speak ill of the general, and you don't even think that the general is your father..."

"It's all right, as long as Fengbao is happy." I patted my chest and assured, "Ji Zhen promises not to steal Honglian, let's go ask Princess Honglian for it."

So I sacrificed the seven-color tourmaline that I had treasured for a long time.Princess Honglian is not Wanfang, so she can't be fooled with messy jewels.The seven-color tourmaline is the most gorgeous of the three treasures I own. It is lavender all over and crystal clear. It can emit colorful light when placed in the sun. disaster.Dad gave it to me as my tenth birthday present.Seeing that I took out the seven-color tourmaline, Bai Feng snorted slightly in surprise: "Yo, I pulled the hair."

With a little heartache, I called someone to wrap the seven-color tourmaline in silk and put it in a gold box, as if this could reflect the value of the seven-color tourmaline.

Princess Honglian never glanced at the box in my hand from the beginning to the end, her eyes were arrogant, her voice was cold, she said: "You are so brave!"

I didn't kneel down, but just glanced at Bai Feng beside me, and said to him silently with my lips: "I have tried my best."

Princess Honglian was about to get angry when a hearty laugh came: "Lian'er, what are you arguing about here? I heard your voice from a long way away."

A man in brocade clothes came in. He was Princess Honglian's elder brother, son Han Fei.Behind Han Fei was a young man with red lips, white teeth, and delicate features...it was Zhang Liang, the little beauty of the Zhang family.

After Zhang Liang saw me, the smile on his face disappeared, and his brows were slightly frowned... Cough, he probably remembered the thing about being molested last night.I winked at Zhang Liang rather roguely, and whistled.Zhang Liang simply turned his face away and stopped looking at me.Young Master Han Fei looked at Zhang Liang and then at me, with an expression of "I'm very interested".

"Ji Zhen met son Han Fei." I saluted Han Fei.

Han Fei nodded, and said with a smile, "Excuse me. I don't know what Miss Ji said to make Lian'er angry?"

"It's not a big deal." I touched my nose and said, "I want to use the seven-color tourmaline to ask Princess Lian for a red lotus."

Although the red lotus is good, it is only found in the Lingyan Pond in this palace.

Speaking of it, it is really not easy to break a red lotus.