what a good man

"Lian'er, you just agree with Miss Ji. If a branch of red lotus can be exchanged for a table of peace, it's a good thing."

The little boy Baifeng handed me a brocade handkerchief. I looked down, and there was a crooked "true" embroidered on it... so ugly==Didn't Baifeng throw away this kind of thing?Don't give me such an ugly thing in front of so many people... why did you give me a jinpa?

I raised my hand and touched my face. It turned out that I was too serious in the drama, and tears were streaming down my face.

Princess Red Lotus rejected the seven-color tourmaline, but finally agreed to give me a red lotus.

Glittering pool.

I have never seen such a magnificent view.The red lotus in full bloom in the pond is like a group of blooming flames, reflecting the clear water and blue sky in midsummer in the rippling water.

I cleared my throat and gave orders: "Feng Bao, go and pick a red lotus for me."

"Since it's Miss Ji's gift to Lingtang, why don't you fold it with your own hands?" It was Zhang Liang who said this, and in just half an hour, he actually learned the expression of half a smile but not a smile!

"Young Master Zhang is right. If Feng Bao is killed, maybe mother will think that Feng Bao is her future son-in-law, then Feng Bao's reputation will be lost." Hearing this, Bai Feng was furious. His face sank, his ears turned red.

My lightness skill is incomparable to that of Mo Ya Wan Ge, even the younger Bai Feng is above me, but it is more than enough to fold a red lotus.I broke off a branch of red lotus, tapped my toes, and jumped onto the shore.

"Here, isn't it pretty?" I handed the red lotus to Bai Feng, "Fengbao take it for me."

Bai Feng stretched out her small hand with sharp bones, and held Hong Lian.This branch of red lotus is in full bloom, with a few drops of crystal water on the petals, under the sunlight, it is delicate and moving.

The seven-color tourmaline is a dead thing, so naturally it can't compare with this vibrant living thing. I began to understand the disdain in Princess Honglian's eyes.

"Ji Zhen thanked Mr. Fei, Princess Lian, and Mr. Zhang. I will leave today." I was about to leave, but Han Fei said, "General Ji has a lot of work to do every day, so he must not be able to accompany Miss Ji all the time. Miss Ji came here today." In the palace, how about having some snacks with me, Lian Er and Zhang Liang and watching the sunset over the shimmering pool?"

I don't understand Han Fei's intention to keep me here, but I never refuse to be invited to eat snacks.

What's more, Baifeng also really wants to see the sparkling pool under the setting sun.

"That Ji is really disrespectful."

Han Fei ordered someone to bring some exquisite refreshments and set them up on the food table one by one.

"Miss Ji, please." If Han Fei is not the father's political enemy, his polite and gentle demeanor fits the image of my future husband very well.

"How would you dare?" I laughed, "Young Master please, Miss Lian please, Mr. Zhang please."

The taste of this tea is very average, not as good as that of the General's Mansion, but the taste of this dim sum is pretty good.Especially the peach blossom cake, soft and sweet, even better than the last time I ate at Zhang Liang's house, I blurted out: "Zhang Liang, eat this peach blossom cake, it's better than yours."

As soon as the words came out, I bit my tongue.

"Ouch." My tongue! !The mouth was immediately filled with a salty smell, mixed with the sweetness of the peach blossom cake, there was an indescribable feeling.

"Idiot." Bai Feng whispered behind me.Zhang Liang looked at me strangely, and Han Fei asked suspiciously, "Does Miss Ji often go to Xiangguo Mansion?"

"Cough...you saw through it." I nodded and shook my head again, "Actually, I don't go often." It was only once, and I saw that kind of scenery, it's really... (⊙o⊙) Well, I Very lucky.

Han Fei's eyes became ambiguous, he swept back and forth between Zhang Liang and me, and then raised his eyebrows pretendingly: "So that's it."

……I see?What on earth did he know?Return to this?

I wanted to continue asking, but Zhang Liang immediately changed the subject: "My lord, it's sunset."

I turned my head to look at the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun coated the floating clouds with a layer of gold. Under the sunlight, the entire water in the lake seemed to come alive, sparkling.At this time, there was an evening wind blowing, causing ripples one by one, and the red lotus in the whole pond swayed slightly.

gorgeous!

I can't help thinking about it, wondering if the red lotus pond in my house was also called Lianyan, whether it was as beautiful as the sun at sunset, and whether Awan Niangqin at that time...was it really happy?

The little boy Baifeng was also dumbfounded, staring at the sky and red lotus for a long time.In his hand, he also held a blooming red lotus.

The warm sunset soon fell, Han Fei didn't keep us anymore, and Bai Feng and I left the palace.On the way back, I said to Bai Feng, "What's the matter? I didn't steal this time." Bai Feng replied me gently, "Yeah."

This child Bai Feng is too pure and kind, but he is a little gentleman despite being in the general's mansion. If he also has Zhang Liang's family background, it would be great.

I packed the red lotus in a mahogany box and brought it to Wan Fang.Wan Fang was still embroidering with her head down, she didn't realize until I approached and made a noise.She raised her head and gave me a gentle smile, and said softly, "Miss Ji."

She always felt that something was wrong, but she quickly lowered her head to embroider again.I handed the mahogany box to her and motioned for her to accept it. Seeing the scene where her slender hand was caressing the box, I actually looked forward to it.

I'm looking forward to, I'm looking forward to... her praise.

She opened the box and took out the red lotus.

"Can you put it on for me?"

I can't refuse her soft-spoken meekness, and I don't want to refuse.If I were a man, I must also submit to this kind of woman's skirt.

"it is good."

I took Guren and carefully inserted it in her hair.

This branch of red lotus is no longer as vivid and coquettish as it was in the pond in the afternoon. Although it is still beautiful, it is already a dead thing.

"Azhen, Awan." The old man came.

I turned my head and saw him standing by the door with a big smile on his face.Years of fighting on the battlefield has already made his face weathered, but at this moment, he looks like he is ten years younger.

I've never seen a dad like this.

I've seen him get drunk with a glass of wine, his majestic and high-spirited look, and his bullying and bullying and killing innocent people indiscriminately, but I haven't seen his current look full of joy and anticipation. .

Dad was looking forward to it as much as I was.

"General." Wan Fang's eyes fell on the old man, a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she returned to calm, the change was so fast that I didn't even notice it.

Many years later, I revisited the old place, looked at the ruins of the Chok Pavilion, and thought of Korea many years ago. I thought I had been saved, but fell into a deeper abyss.Some things, I've always longed for, but it's never mine.

That night, my father specially asked me to drink with him. He usually kicked me out early, but he made an exception that day.Wanfang poured wine for us, I smelled the aroma of the wine, my eyes widened immediately, it was Xifeng from Qindi, my favorite wine.Xifeng wine is clear but not light, thick but not colorful, with a pleasant aftertaste and unique style.But this kind of wine was used by the royal family of Qin, and I only drank it a few times.

It seems that not only I plucked my hair today, but my father also plucked his hair.

irredeemable

This night seemed to be the most peaceful and peaceful one that I have ever remembered.

The old man shunned the maid and the guards, and in the huge bird pavilion, there were only me, Wan Fang, and the old man.

Outside the window, it was pitch black.

Inside the window, candles flickered.

Where I sit, the lights are dim.

I stared at the clear and shallow wine in the wine bottle, only my father's hearty laughter was in my ears.

Maybe I should quit.

"My lord, my son is a bit too drunk, so I want to leave first." I just finished saying this, when I heard my father's exclamation, and then - my father fell to the ground.

The candlelight reflected on Wan Fang's face, this gentle and demure face looked a bit hideous - hideous?I really don't want to use this word to describe a woman worthy of Guren.

"You bitch! You actually put poison in the wine!" The old man pointed at Wan Fang with an angry tone.But I know that he is more disappointed.

"Ji Wuye, you should be damned! I want you to taste the ruin of your family!" Her gaze shifted to me again.

I am also very disappointed.

I worked so hard to break off a red lotus for her, and even took out the seven-color tourmaline that I had treasured for a long time.I don't like to look at other people's faces, but for her, I begged Princess Lian.

I thought she would be my Awan mother, because she has such gentle eyebrows and eyes.

"Miss Wanfang, I have no grudges against you."

I put down the wine bottle and looked at her steadily.

She smiled sarcastically, and roared: "What good thing can Ji Wuye's daughter have, only by killing you can I solve the hatred in my heart!"

It turned out that the tenderness before was just an illusion.

Wan Fang, I am really disappointed.

"Does this red lotus look good?" I pointed to the red lotus in her hair.

She suddenly took off the branch of red lotus, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it.

"Suwen Ji Wuye's daughter, Ji Zhen, lost her mother at the age of one. She misses her mother very much. How is the situation? Ji Zhen, you will be reunited with your mother in the underworld soon!" Wan Fang asked step by step. I'm coming.

My gaze stayed on the branch of red lotus on the ground, which had been trampled to pieces.It should have lived comfortably in the pool, accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon, waiting for the dawn in the dark night, but at this moment, it has become like this.

"Ji Zhen has never seen her mother before, even if she goes to the underworld, she might not recognize her." I rubbed my nose and stood up.

Wan Fang's dagger stopped an inch in front of my neck.