In the early morning, when Gongsun Yan woke up from his thick brocade quilt, the sky was just bright outside.
She turned over and buried herself in the fragrant and soft quilt again.
The candles in the silver-coated copper bull lamp at the foot of the bed have been burned out, and a line of candle tears hangs from the edge of the polished candlestick.
The lingering fragrance in the room makes people feel lazy from the bones.
There were sounds of insects and birds chirping outside the window. I didn't pay attention to the sound of gurgling water in the yard yesterday, but the pond was still alive.
Gongsunyan opened his eyes and stared at Chengchen hanging above the sleeping bed. He was stunned for a while looking at the exquisite cloud pattern on the plain grosgrain.
At this moment she had to admit that comfort and luxury were really corrosive.
I tilted my head and glanced, and saw that the thin and transparent plain silk screen standing beside the sleeping bed was very transparent, and I could almost see the outside situation clearly.
Gongsun Yan rested her head on the hidden bag and looked for a long time to make sure there was no one outside, then she sat up.
In order to maintain the image of a filial woman last night, she refused the meal prepared for her by Mrs. Jiang and only drank a few sips of the rice soup brought by the maid while bathing.
Now I am so hungry that my heart is pressed against my back.
After confirming that no one was outside, she got up, shrank to a corner of the bed, and bought a small piece of bread and a bottle of milk.
I swallowed it whole as if I was fighting, and bought another bottle of water to rinse my mouth with to remove any possible taste from my mouth.
Empty bottles and bags are thrown directly into the system store.
In this way, she has always maintained the image of a filial woman who eats sparingly and drinks little in front of outsiders.
Even the personal maids A Qing and Alan didn't see any flaws and kept trying to persuade her not to be too sad and lose her body.
It is estimated that only Zhao Yun can guess some clues, but with his temperament, he will never reveal a word.
Due to the deliberate promotion of the Xiangguan Xiaowei Mansion, Gongsun Yan's reputation as Chunxiao had already spread throughout the North through the caravans entering and leaving Xiangguan.
Such a reputation may seem of little use at first glance.
But it can bring real protection to her now.
A pure and filial woman must serve her family for the entire period.
The first benefit is that she does not have to be manipulated by the Gongsun family about her marriage when she is weak.
Even if someone sees her usefulness and intends to exchange her for something, she has the perfect excuse to refuse during the filial piety period.
After the filial piety period?
After three years of filial piety, if she is still so weak and in a state of being manipulated, she can just find a piece of tofu and kill her.
Waste has no need to live.
Another benefit is that she can live directly in a manor on the outskirts of the city on the pretext of marrying her family and observing filial piety.
Avoid being trapped in the Gongsun family and being directly dragged into the quagmire of house fighting, and then being defeated by them with their rich experience.
She came to this time and space more than 1,800 years later, not to fight with a few ancient people and scheming with each other.
After dividing the world into three parts, the results of the Sima clan's usurpation of Cao Wei were exhausted within one generation. The excessive and excessive enfeoffment continued and internal fighting directly drained the vitality and blood of the Han people in the Central Plains, and eventually the Chinese people were in chaos.
Every time these four words come to mind, it makes Gongsun Yan shudder.
Yangqiuli was like this, a small microcosm of the troubled times, which had made her dare not touch meat for several days.
She couldn't imagine how miserable the situation would be in Wu Huan Hua, which was described as hell on earth by various historians.
Yangqiuli, who tried to make slight changes, was destroyed under the iron hoof of the Wuhuan people.
She even doubted whether there really was such a thing as the power of historical correction in this world.
She didn't know if what she did from now on would be able to reverse the direction of time and space, so she could only do her best.
Gongsun Yan slowly exhaled a breath and wrapped himself in the quilt again like a silkworm chrysalis.
Next, there is a whole family of best relatives to face!
Just pamper yourself a little and wait for another quarter of an hour!
"Ms. Yan."
Gongsun Yan's expectation of staying in bed was almost immediately broken by the voice outside the door.
It’s Mrs. Jiang!
She wordlessly pulled off the quilt covering her head, closed her eyes and didn't want to answer for a while.
Seeing that there was no answer in the room, Mrs. Jiang did not dare to break in, so she had to raise her voice and call again.
"come in."
Finally, there was a response, and Mrs. Jiang lost her anxious expression and opened the door with a smile.
"Ms. Yan, the master of the house invites you to have breakfast in the front hall of the main house."
Gongsun Yan, who had excellent eyesight after time travel, did not miss Madam Jiang's fleeting anxiety.
Do you need to be anxious about asking her to have breakfast?
Gongsun Yan knew something must have happened, so she didn't panic anymore.
"Okay. Madam Jiang, please wait a moment. I'll wash up and change my clothes." She slowly sat up from the brocade quilt.
The loose pajamas were put on her body, and her black hair was spread out, exposing her slender neck and half of her collarbone.
There was nothing wrong with her posture, but her slow movements made Mrs. Jiang, who had something on her mind, anxious.
However, she didn't dare to urge him and just bowed and stepped aside.
Ah Qing and Alan, who had already woken up and put on green maid's dark clothes, brought hot water and green salt for washing.
Gongsun Yan knelt down on the bench and took the silk towel that A Qing had twisted and put it on his face.
Alan was combing her long hair behind her.
Seeing the slow movements of the three of them, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but look anxious.
"Ms. Jiang, are you worried about something?" Gongsun Yan wiped the corners of his eyes with a silk towel, as if he had just discovered it, and asked sincerely.
"This..." Mrs. Jiang looked at Gongsun Yan's clear and innocent eyes, hesitated for a moment and then said, "This morning, Mr. Tian, a general under Jihou's command, came to visit."
Jihou is a title granted by Dong Zhuo in the name of Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty during the lifetime of Gongsun Yan's cheap father Gongsun Zan.
Besides Tian Kai, who else is Tian Gong under Jihou's command?
I thought my trip to Tiankai Manor would be fruitful, so I came here early in the morning to block the door.
It is really……
Well done!
Gongsun Yan now had a sincere smile on his face: "Is Uncle Tian here?"
"That's great." She told Ah Qing and Alan, "Hurry up, don't keep Grandpa and Uncle Tian waiting."
Seeing the joy on Gongsun's face, Mrs. Jiang's smiling face froze. What happened in the lobby of the main house at this time was not something worth being happy about.
However, it was a good thing that Gongsun Yan was willing to speed up. Mrs. Jiang hurriedly retreated and ordered people to prepare the chariot.
Gongsun Yan no longer had ink stains on her side. She quickly wiped her teeth with green salt and put on brand new plain linen clothes.
Yesterday, I ordered Mrs. Jiang to remove the spices and curtains. Now I saw that they had all been removed, and the air in the room was much fresher.
Walking through the verandah, Gongsun Yan was aroused with goosebumps as soon as he came into contact with the cold air of early spring.
Resisting the urge to cross her arms, she looked up and saw a tall and upright figure not far away, standing at the courtyard gate, as if guarding.
Even though it was just a silhouette, Gongsun Yan still easily recognized who it was.
As if sensing her gaze, the man turned around, and Gongsun Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and smile at him.
