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Yuan Cixian dreamed again.
This is the third time.
The dream was still dark and she could see nothing. She was trapped in a wet bridge and stone on all sides, very depressed.
The people were talking on the bridge, saying that the Yuan family's father and son deserved to die tragically, but it was a pity that the young lady of the Yuan family was innocently affected. Such a stunning beauty ended up being thrown into the river.
Someone said: "I heard that I escaped to this bridge and was shot to death by arrows."
"Tsk, I'm only eighteen years old."
Someone else took on the joke: "But beauty is a beauty after all, and it's still popular when she dies. Last night, I saw a group of people sneaking here."
Last year, when Yuan Cixian had this dream for the first time, she felt so amused and crying.
Her beautiful flower became a stone that was trampled by thousands of people, and was scorched by the scorching sun, covered with rain and snow, and was accompanied by dirty soles and wheels every day. What is this called?
Not to mention why my father and brother rebelled, she was curious, who actually loved her body.
Don't catch it. She is in a stone, can you help chisel her out?
But the first time she encountered such an absurd dream, she laughed it off. It was not until Meng Chun this year that she was tortured by the dream again that she realized something was wrong.
This second time, many years seem to have passed in the dream.
She heard someone sighing on the bridge that the world was unpredictable, saying that it was when the Yuan father and son were killed by the sixth son of the emperor. Unexpectedly, the case of rebellion has changed and has been rehabilitated.
Someone quietly agreed, saying that it was not right. Look at what has changed rapidly in the past six months. First, Emperor Huining was forced to abdicate and became the emperor of the empty shell, and then the young prince ranked thirteen, who was assisted by the emperor's former favorite minister... Who would have expected such a satirical thing?
Speaking of this, it seemed that a carriage was approaching, and the two of them immediately fell silent.
Yuan Cixian also woke up, opened her eyes and recalled it, and was shocked.
Why does this dream seem to be more than just a dream?
She was born in Chang'an, the capital of the country. At the age of nine, she moved to Yaozhou with her father, who was named "King of Southern Yunnan". It was not until yesterday when she was appointed by the saint that she returned to Beijing because of the sage's order. She was granted the title of "London County Lord" and then quickly returned to the southwest.
Since she was away from the court all year round, she knew very little about those frivolous political affairs, how could she dreamed of these out of thin air? What made her even more shocking was that she asked her father indirectly and found that the saints today really had a four-year-old young son, who was exactly thirteen.
After careful consideration, Yuan Cixian shivered.
At that time, she was already a little unable to hold back. In a few days, she learned from the letter from her brother Liujing that he seemed to be quite close to the sixth son of the court. I remembered that two years later, my brother died of this man's hand, so she couldn't sit still. She packed up her bag and went to Chang'an, intending to figure it out.
At present, she was in a carriage heading north. She was walking in two months and was very close to the country.
...
Early in the morning, Yuan Cixian woke up in a bumpy state, feeling depressed.
This third dream is nothing new, mostly the repetition of the first two situations. The only gain is that this time she was careful and distinguished a few messages from people's mouths, and roughly knew where the bridge was.
In the car, the maid Shi Cui saw that she was tired and her hair was wet, so she quickly picked up a plain silk sweat towel to wipe it on her, and said, "Is the little lady in a nightmare?"
She came to her senses, shook her head, picked up a bronze mirror to look at her face, and pressed her cheeks with her palms down: "It's okay, I just dreamed that someone praised me for my beauty." After that, she blinked twice, "What are you saying? Oh, stunning."
Shi Cui smiled at her. The little lady's appearance should be impeccable. Her eyes were so icy and jade-like skin that she could break with her. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains and her pretty nose was as beautiful as Qiongyao. What was particularly stunning was a pair of eyes that looked like peach petals, with autumn water waving and rippling.
She replied: "Then this person is a good person."
Yuan Cixian nodded, agreed deeply, and afterwards, he asked outside the curtain of the car: "Pick up the branches, how long will it take to arrive in Chang'an?"
"My little lady, it's almost noon."
She thought for a while and ordered: "Distance to Yanxingmen in the east of the city, let's go to Luqiao to take a look."
The carriage turned the bend, and when it was halfway through Si, he walked around to Luqiao.
This bridge is dozens of miles away from Yanxingmen, which can be regarded as a key to communicating with the west and east. It is a place where people in the city willows and tourists from the east willows farewell. Because all those who see off on the bridge are heartbroken, it is also called the "heartbroken Bridge".
In midsummer, the sun is bright in the sky. The watery river surface is sparkling, like fine texture, with green willows on both sides of the bank. In the distance are dozens of locust trees that are about to end in the flowering period, and white locust flowers are spread all over the ground. From a distance, it looks like a thick layer of snow.
He picked up the branches and parked the carriage by the bridge. He went down first, lifted the curtain and said in, "Mr. Lang, Luqiao has arrived." After saying that, he saw Yuan Cixian step out neatly, and his heart jumped suddenly.
She has been with the young lady for many years, but she has seen her gorgeous appearance. However, this time she went to Chang'an to make a living, so she dressed in men's clothes all the way. She is wearing a moon-white round necklace, a blue-black soft-cornered head, and black leather boots, and a graceful man. With every move, she almost hooked her soul.
Yuan Cixian paused for a moment and walked up the bridge.
The first time she had that strange dream was that she was on her way to Beijing last year. When she arrived in Chang'an, she became curious and visited several stone arch bridges nearby, including Luqiao, but she was not sure where it was. Now she can be sure.
The stone arch bridge built with blue bricks is majestic and simplicity, and it will never end.
Yuan Cixian stood on the bridge for a while, looked around carefully, and suddenly asked the maid behind him: "Shi Cui, you said, if the criminal in the city intends to escape, is it wise to choose this bridge?"
"Lu Bridge leads to the eastern capital Luoyang. My maid thinks that it is a good idea to intervene in the prosperous territory through this. Why did the husband say this?"
Her index finger, as white as a scallion, pointed at the bridge railings and tapped them a few times. Having said that, it was too cowardly to escape to the bridge and be shot to death by arrows. It was very disgraceful to think about it.
She sighed, and didn't answer and just smiled: "I'm hungry, go to the city."
"Picking branches and leading horses to feed them before you return, your husband should wait in the Lu Pavilion."
Yuan Cixian nodded.
Lu Pavilion is a station on this bridge. As soon as noon, people come and go on the bridge, but this red tiles are isolated from the bustling and shady.
However, as Yuan Cixian sat down by the beauty beside the railing, a burst of rapid steps came from both ends of the long pavilion.
A group of men dressed in servants came in full force. She immediately stood up on guard and then heard a sweet female voice: "Don't be rude, this is my life-saving benefactor!"
The servants in a circumvented manner dispersed a little. A girl in a goose yellow silk shirt lifted her skirt and rushed over, which was the speaker.
Yuan Cixian glanced at her strangely: "Did the little lady recognize the wrong person?"
She had just arrived in Chang'an and her soles had not even been dirty, so she had saved anyone.
The girl in yellow dress had black hair and was combed in a hairdress. She seemed to be underage and was a few shorter than Yuan Cixian. Her facial features were very delicate. As she spoke, she looked at her bright deer eyes and looked at her.
She seemed to be stunned when she saw Yuan Cixian, and after resurrecting her soul, she hurriedly replied: "Do you remember me? I was in this Luqiao in early spring last year. My benefactor saved my life and I also reported myself to my home." After that, she didn't care whether Yuan Cixian had an impression. She stepped forward a few steps and showed a hint of shyness in her eyes. "I have been looking for my benefactor for a whole year, and I only hope to myself. If my benefactor has no wife yet, I am willing to repay the kindness that day!"
Shi Cui knew some skills. Seeing her approaching recklessly, she subconsciously lifted the unsheathed barrier knife in her hand and stood between her and Yuan Cixian. The surrounding servants were shocked and also waved their fists to prepare for defense.
It was so terrible that the swords were tense in an instant.
Yuan Cixian was really confused when she heard her "benefactor" and looked at her face carefully before she vaguely remembered that when she visited this Luqiao last year, she did have an accident.
At that time, there was a rush of people on the bridge. A man was inappropriate in his control of the horse and rushed into the crowd in panic. After she avoided the horse's hooves, she saw that the two ladies standing side by side were forced to retreat. The general was about to lean back and lift out of the bridge railing. In desperation, he reached out to pull. Although he failed to save the two of them, he at least pulled one of them, so he was avoiding falling into the water. It seemed that the girl in front of him was the girl.
But she really couldn't remember who the other person's surname was. Now she guessed based on the other party's words that perhaps she was devoted to her merits and fame that day and left in a hurry, but she had a misunderstanding because of her appearance, which made her daughter's affectionate.
Yuan Cixian thought about it for a moment.
Judging from the little lady's outfit, she thought she was either rich or noble. In the future, she might have to talk to Chang'an City. This matter should be explained as soon as possible. Moreover, her men's outfit was to avoid unnecessary troubles along the long journey. Now she has arrived in the stable capital, and there is no point in concealing it.
She made a gesture to Shi Cui lower the barrier knife. She was about to restore her voice to explain to the other party, but her eyes flashed and saw someone coming towards her.
He is a man wearing a deep-scarlet official robe. He looks like he is in his early twenties, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and tall figure. He is handsome and handsome at first sight. He is just a pair of slanted phoenix eyes that reveal a little cold light, which makes people feel that the visitor is not kind.
Is there any end to this wave?
When the servants from all sides saw the visitor, they quickly spread a hole. The girl on the side also turned around and walked up to her smile in surprise, "I just sent someone to invite my brother, I don't want my brother to come so quickly." After that, he reached out and looked at Yuan Cixian, "This is the life-saving benefactor I mentioned to A Niang, and that is, my brother's future sister-in-law."
This self-talk really made Yuan Cixian want to cover her face and hold her forehead. Before she could move, she felt the eyes of the man opposite her gaze patted her body. She first fell on her waist, then looked up at her exposed neck, and then her pupils suddenly shrank.
This gaze seemed to be substantial, which made her suddenly feel that the skin she was staring at was hot and itchy.
But the man quickly dismissed his scrutiny, turned his head and glanced at his sister, and ordered all over: "Get back and send the little lady back home."
The girl refused to leave and said anxiously: "Brother! I have d my benefactor to myself, how can I go back on my word? A woman should marry her, and you and my mother can't keep me! Besides, what's wrong with your benefactor? Look at him, but as I said before, she is handsome and elegant?"
The man had a phoenix eye and looked so arrogant without anger. Hearing this, his face became even more gloomy.
The girl seemed a little afraid of him now and shrank her head.
Yes, Yuan Cixian helped to sweat when he heard these heartless and undressed words.
She opened her mouth to finish the explanation she could not say before, so that she could dismiss the brother and sister, but the man took the lead. Seeing that he showed a helpless look, she said "Yes": "It's indeed a handsome and elegant person..."
He paused at this point, stared at Yuan Cixian's face and said, "Little lady."
Chapter completed!