The winter evening wind is biting, the bare branches rustle, snow powder falls, everything is silent in the winter night, everything is quiet.
Jia Heng calmly left the courtyard where Song Yan was, and slowly returned to the house. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the lights in the wing were still flickering on, and Xiaoxiao was standing under the eaves of the corridor with his hands on his shoulders.
He looked at Jia Heng leisurely.
It was obvious that the front and rear legs had just arrived.
"Xiaoxiao hasn't slept yet." Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at the graceful beauty, walked closer and asked.
"Waiting for you." Chen Xiao said "hmm" and said angrily: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Jia Heng asked: "Didn't I tell you just now, where are Xianning and Chanyue?"
So Xiaoxiao just followed him again?
"The two of them have eaten enough today and have gone back to the house to sleep." Chen Xiao said coldly.
Since they had already had a full meal in the afternoon, the two of them did not pester Jia Heng.
Hearing this, Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and then followed Chen Xiao into the hall.
While talking, Chen Xiao entered the side room and sat down on the bed. He looked at the young man, observed his expression, and asked, "What did she want to do with you just now?"
Jia Heng held the beauty's slender hand and said, "Didn't you hear everything just now? What happened before was so bright and clear."
Chen Xiaoqing's eyes flickered, and she whispered: "What about Song Yan? Wan Wan Lei Qing? Can't help but get close to her?"
She just looked at that gorgeous beauty, and she still felt a little bit reluctant to talk, and she felt a lot of sadness.
Jia Heng had a dark look on his face and said, "Okay, what are you talking about?"
Sometimes, it's really uncomfortable to be watched by Xiaoxiao as he releases his skills and shows off his skills.
Chen Xiao's eyebrows were half-smiling, and he said in a clear voice: "Now I know I'm sorry, wasn't it just my love and my concubine? I'm ashamed of you for what you said, huh~"
Before the girl had finished burying Jia Heng, she saw that the young man had come closer and pressed his lips to hers. A slight blush appeared on her fair and snowy cheeks, and she reached out to gently caress the young man's shoulder.
Well, she just accepts his tricks.
Jia Heng hugged Chen Xiao gently and said seriously: "Actually, something did happen in Taihu Lake earlier."
Let me confess to Xiaoxiao. I really couldn't hold it back. It's hard to say that Xiaoxiao really needs to watch in the dark and cover up. Moreover, as long as Xiaoxiao is by his side, sooner or later, Xiaoxiao will notice his every move.
For example, what happened just now was discovered by Xiaoxiao.
Chen Xiao looked serious, took Jia Heng's hand, and said softly: "Tell me quickly, let me see if Wei Guogong has any new tricks to win hearts recently."
Jia Heng picked a pear and whispered: "You're still talking nonsense."
Chen Xiao looked at the young man with clear eyes and said softly: "Then you kiss me again and see if you can block it."
He seems to like this kind of coquettishness?
Looking at that beautiful and serene face, Jia Heng couldn't help but whisper, "Let's talk in the privacy of our own room."
The two of them sat on the bed. Jia Heng hugged the girl's shoulders, lowered his voice, and briefly recounted the experience on the central island of Tai Lake. He said in a deep voice: "The situation was critical at the time. She was having a fever, was extremely thirsty, and was suffering from severe diarrhea.
In the winter, where can I find warm water for her? I can’t just ignore her, so I have to act urgently.”
Of course, it goes without saying that Xiaoxiao can probably figure out some details. It feels like Xiaoxiao knows more about him than he does himself.
Chen Xiao glanced at the young man, feeling a little surprised in his heart, but a hint of ridicule appeared on his beautiful face, and said: "The warm water is crossing the river, it is a life-saving grace. No wonder she looks at you differently."
She asked why she was so bold and frivolous just now. She didn't see the beautiful queen Fengyan getting angry. She was probably just enjoying it and couldn't help herself.
After all, he is already in his thirties, and he is getting older soon. To think that such a young and handsome man can be crazy about him, I don’t know how proud he must be in his heart.
Jia Heng's face paused slightly and he said softly: "It's an emergency, and I'm actually a little helpless."
Chen Xiao sneered and said: "You got it cheap and behaved well. I'm thirsty too, so you can give me a drink too."
"Don't you find it disgusting?" Jia Heng said deliberately.
Chen Xiao: "..."
The girl's eyebrows were lowered and she was speechless for a long time. She said faintly: "Now you feel disgusted with me."
In the past, I couldn't stop drooling, but I didn't feel disgusted at all. Now I say a few words to him, and I already feel disgusted. As expected, he likes the new and hates the old, and he is very similar to his ancestors.
Jia Heng pulled Chen Xiao, hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Okay, stop making trouble, I won't tell you, you have to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it."
Chen Xiaoxiu frowned, her cold jade face was like frost and snow, and she said in a cold voice: "This matter ends here. If you don't want to lose your reputation, it's best to stop it here. After all, it's still too dangerous, and it's easy for someone to take advantage of you."
.”
Even if I really can't let go of Queen Marie, this is not the time.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Well, actually I didn't do anything else, right?"
After all, a millimeter is still distance.
The child is his, what else do you want?
As he spoke, Jia Heng took Chen Xiao's delicate hand and said warmly: "Xiaoxiao, it's getting late. Let's take a rest early. We have to go around Suzhou Mansion tomorrow."
Chen Xiao snorted coldly, broke free, and said angrily: "Go take a shower, you are covered in the rouge smell of a Song family woman."
Jia Heng: "..."
After Jia Heng finished bathing, he looked at the girl in a green skirt sitting quietly on the bed and sat down nearby.
Chen Xiao turned to look at the young man and said softly: "Senior Sister has arrived in Suzhou Mansion. When will you go and see her?"
Jia Heng said clearly: "Tomorrow night."
Chen Xiao responded softly, helped Jia Heng put on his clothes, then took off his shoes, pulled the quilt over, and covered the two of them with one pair.
Jia Heng took Chen Xiao's arm, holding the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms in the winter. It was a kind of enjoyment even if he did nothing, and said: "Xiaoxiao, tell me about the White Lotus Sect. Are they still in Shandong?"
Chen Xiaodao: "Am I telling you this so that you can destroy it?"
Jia Heng said: "What did I do to destroy them? Their saints fell into my hands. Cheng Huan's crotch...under my knees, what kind of saint, holy lady..."
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense." Chen Xiao's cheeks turned red, and he glanced at Jia Heng angrily, and said: "I was living in the world, and was raised and taken in by my master. Then I stayed in a sect for a while. Master taught me martial arts. You can't
Disrespectful to her."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, hugging the beauty's shoulders, with a somewhat moved expression on his face, and said warmly: "What happened later."
Chen Xiao said softly: "Later, the master disappeared and the senior sister also went out to travel. The affairs of the church were controlled by some elders."
There was a look of thought in Jia Heng's eyes, and he said: "This time Chen Yuan sent people to assassinate, are there people from the White Lotus Sect who are accompanying him, right?"
Chen Xiaodao: "Many of the dead men were the King of Zhao who was implicated and executed in the past, and the deposed prince's party. They were hiding in the religion and plotting to cause trouble."
Jia Heng suddenly said: "No wonder Chen Yuan has so many people following him. If he were bought with gold and silver alone, there wouldn't be so many people who are devoted to him."
Hatred is the best belief. When the emperor came to power and killed so many people, there must have been many people who held grudges.
Chen Xiao said softly: "Actually, it might be good for you to keep them."
If the matter was really critical to the point of regicide, he must not be the one to do it. Otherwise, how could he face Xianning?
Chen Yuan and those who are the pioneers of the king are the best.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said softly: "What are you talking about now?"
After saying that, he hugged Chen Xiao's delicate body and said softly: "Go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow."
"Yeah." Chen Xiao responded softly.
I didn’t bother with anything else.
The couple rested and did not mention it.
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On the other side, in the wing where Queen Song was, Queen Song was lying on the bed with a cotton pillow on her head, she closed her eyes slightly and gradually fell asleep.
In the square courtyard, a bright moon as bright as a jade plate shone brightly on the earth, while the beauty's even breathing gradually sounded in the room.
In the lake of dreams that seemed to be rippling in circles, small bridges and flowing water suddenly appeared, winding alleys with pear blossoms, and then a majestic and majestic mansion with two stone lions squatting at the door with a majestic posture.
"Crackling..."
The firecrackers hanging on the bamboo poles at the door roared, and scraps of paper fell on the jade steps. In the midst of the smoke, a plaque made of paulownia-painted wood appeared, with the three characters "Prince Yong's Mansion" written in regular script on it.
Queen Song's face was slightly startled, and she looked around in surprise. Standing in the crowd, noisy sounds gradually came from around her.
"Prince Yong received two concubines, and I heard they are sisters."
"King Yong is so beautiful and blessed."
There was endless discussion around him.
When Empress Song heard this, her flawless jade face had a look of confusion, and Fang felt a little embarrassed and inexplicable in her heart.
What did these people say?
As the sound of gongs and drums rang out, the surrounding spectators were driven away by the guards of Prince Yong's Mansion and gradually dispersed to both sides.
At this moment, two sedan chairs with vermilion silk cloth came towards Prince Yong's Mansion, surrounded by mammies and maids in bright and colorful clothes.
Empress Song stood in the crowd now, watching this scene, and whispered: "It turns out that it is the time of marriage, and the wedding should have been held by now."
The light and shadow changed, and for some reason at this moment, Empress Song found herself wearing a vermilion wedding dress, covering herself with a red hijab, sitting in the middle of a sedan chair heading towards Prince Yong's Mansion.
With the support of several nuns, he crossed the brazier, crossed the threshold, and was escorted all the way to the wing in the backyard.
At this moment, Queen Song was sitting on the bed. At this moment, she lifted the hijab with both hands, revealing a charming and bright face, with vivid and clear phoenix eyes, looking around at the decorations.
On the high table with longans and peanuts, a bronze mirror has the word Double Happiness pasted on it. Two candles with the word "Happiness" are burning high, and the candle flames are dancing and orange.
Suddenly, voices came from outside, "These are a pair of vixens who came to seduce the prince."
Empress Song frowned, walked lightly to the door, and suddenly saw a woman in gorgeous clothes, dressed as a nun, talking to several nuns.
The beauty's breathing was a bit rapid, she pursed her pink lips, and her eyebrows were slightly annoyed. Her charm at this moment was very much like Song Yan's.
Are you saying that she and her sister are vixens? These people are really hateful! When she becomes a queen in the future, she will be a virtuous queen with a mother-in-law in the world.
This nanny seemed to be Princess Yong's personal female official. Princess Yong always felt resentful about the prince accepting her as his concubine. She remembered that she died of dystocia not long after.
God bless her.
"The prince has returned home." I don't know how long it took, but in the evening, when the dusk was falling, the nuns and boys in the courtyard called out.
The beauty was slightly confused, and she quickly sat back on the bed and put the red hijab on her golden-winged phoenix crown.
After a while, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps, and then the greetings of the female official and maid outside the door, "I have seen the prince."
"Get up." A quiet, mellow voice sounded.
At this moment, the beauty felt as nervous as a girl in a boudoir. She clenched the handkerchief tightly and became one with the bride from many years ago.
Then there was a "squeak" sound. When he was young, King Yong was dressed in a navy blue python suit with a jade belt tied around his waist. He had a fair face under the beam crown, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. At this moment, his cheeks were slightly drunk, and his figure was swaying. As he spoke, he walked.
Enter the house.
King Yong picked up the jade Ruyi beside him, walked closer, and picked up the red hijab of Queen Song. The candle on the high table beside him seemed to be swaying, reflecting a beautiful and charming face.
The jade-like skin is thinly coated with lead, the willow eyebrows are like phoenix eyes, the lips are red and the face is jade. It is the beauty of the country, graceful and beautiful.
"Tian'er, open your eyes and look at me." King Yong's voice was indifferent, with an order that could not be refused.
Empress Song opened her beautiful eyes slightly and looked at the young man. For some reason, the outline of his face was a little blurry, but it was indeed what King Yong looked like when he was young, not Zi Yu.
Beauty breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly she was startled and thought to herself, who is Ziyu?
In fact, the beauty is already in a dream at this moment, and the dream consciousness is a bizarre and random splicing of subconscious thoughts.
The beauty didn't have time to think about the reason, and saw the quiet voice of the young King Yong, saying: "Tian'er, please serve me and change my clothes."
Well, it seems that you didn’t even drink a glass of wine with the prince?
The beauty had no choice but to get up and help King Yong change his clothes. Then, suddenly, as he came to the bed, King Yong suddenly tilted his head and fell on the bed for some unknown reason. Soon he started to snore.
The beauty's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took the young King Yong's arm and called out urgently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up."
But the young King Yong fell into a deep sleep and could not wake him up at all.
He secretly thought that the prince must have drunk too much.
The beauty murmured in her heart.
However, at this moment, a very familiar voice sounded in my ears, saying softly: "Sweet girl."
When the beauty was in a daze, the light and shadow suddenly changed, and she saw that the young man with a clear face had come closer and was looking at her intently.
"Ziyu." The beauty's voice trembled slightly, her eyes were as full as water, her jade cheeks were as red as red clouds, and she was so beautiful and moving.
Immediately, his delicate hand was held, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Sweet girl, let's have a drink."
When the beauty heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by thunder. She was startled. She looked at the young man lovingly and asked in surprise: "Ziyu, why are you here?"
On her wedding day, why was Ziyu in the bridal chamber?
No, the prince seems to be still around at the moment.
However, while he was talking, he saw that the young man had already picked up the wine cup, took a sip himself, and immediately hugged him into his arms, then brought it to his lips, and the silver man came secretly from afar.
"Ziyu, um~" The beauty wanted to say something, but was blocked.
The beauty's heart felt like a deer colliding, and she felt the familiar warmth and softness flooding her like a raging tide, and then a familiar feeling came from her clothes.
No, the prince is still there?
The beauty's heart was startled, and she couldn't help but open her phoenix eyes, and glanced at the young vassal king who was sleeping beside her. A blush as red as haze appeared on her face as white as snow, and she said in a trembling voice: "Ziyu, don't... don't
Recklessly."
But the young man had already come closer, and his voice seemed to contain heat, saying, "Sweet girl, I miss you."
Then an indistinct voice came, and the two people fell down between the curtains covered with vermilion mattresses. The fragrance of flower petals and spices lingered in the curtains, as if there were endless thoughts of the wind and moon, and the powder.
Fragrant.
The beauty's heart trembled, and she felt like a small boat, floating on the rough sea. The beauty's voice trembled slightly, her voice was soft, and she said softly: "Ziyu..."
The beauty turned her eyes and saw the sinister and mean face of the young feudal lord. The beauty quickly pursed her pink lips tightly, and an unspeakable emotion surged in her heart.
Crazy, really crazy. If the prince wakes up and sees her like this, what should she do?
But the rude and reckless behavior so close to her made the beauty tremble and find it difficult to control herself.
I don’t know how long it took, but the beauty’s delicate body was as soft as water, her jade cheeks as white as snow were as red as clouds, her slender fair neck was slightly raised, her phoenix eyes opened, and in the blink of an eye...
Suddenly, facing a pair of closed eyes, at this moment, the originally blurry facial features of the young King Yong suddenly distorted, gradually turning into the face of the middle-aged Emperor Chongping.
The cold dragon eyes opened, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.
"Zi Tong, you and Zi Yu are in love...are you worthy of me?"
The voice was gloomy and pitiful, as if it came from Youluo Hell, carrying endless resentment.
But when I saw the waves of light and shadow, the red silk cloth around me and the silently burning candle on the high table faded away like a tide. At this moment, the dream came to an abrupt end.
A sense of horror came from all directions, and a dream turned into a nightmare in the blink of an eye.
In other words, it is the interweaving and conflict of two consciousnesses deep in human nature, one is the deep-rooted fear of ethics and the Nine-Five Master, and the other is the desire and yearning for freedom.
Well, at this moment, it has been elevated to the level of "Abandoned Capital"...a literary work of art.
The beauty suddenly opened her narrow phoenix eyes, her mouth opened wide, and she gasped violently, like a drowning person rising to the surface of the water, her smooth jade forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, her soft and delicate jade body was already
Soaked in sweat, under the curved eyebrows, those charming eyes were full of lingering fear.
The beauty stood up and covered her heart that was heaving slightly. Her face was pale. Just as she stood up, she suddenly felt a sense of dizziness.
Empress Song frowned her beautiful eyebrows, a slight blush appeared on her pale jade face, she sighed quietly, her beautiful eyes were stunned.
Why did she have such a nightmare just now? Is this good or bad?
People at this time were still quite superstitious, especially the royal family of the Tian family, who believed in the theory of telepathy between heaven and man.
When the Empress of the Song Dynasty was a girl in the boudoir, she once dreamed that Qingluan would sing into her arms from the sun, and then she would conquer the auspiciousness of Fengluan and become the empress of the world.
The beauty took two deep breaths, and the worry in her heart gradually disappeared. Deep in her heart, which was originally filled with guilt, she even felt a sense of resentment. She was innocent and had a clear conscience. How could that person scare her like this?
And when she thought of the lingering and pathos just now, the beauty couldn't help but spit in her heart.
She had all these messy dreams.
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The next day, the sky was bright and it was clearly a sunny day on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.
In the eastern sky, streaks of golden oriental morning light shine on the courtyard, and the snow on the eaves reflects the dazzling light.
Empress Song had breakfast and absentmindedly touched up her makeup in front of the dressing table in front of the bronze mirror.
As time passed, the female official said softly: "Your Majesty, Duke Wei and the Princess are here."
Queen Song felt a sense of panic in her heart for some reason, and slowly got up and came to the front hall.
Jia Heng's face was solemn, and he cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the carriage and the palace guards are ready. Please move the carriage."
At this moment, Princess Xianning came forward, took Empress Song's arm with one hand, and said, "Mother, we are all ready. Let's go. Wear thicker clothes to avoid catching cold."
Queen Song glanced at the respectful young man, suppressed last night's dream in her heart, and said in a clear voice: "Well, let's go."
outside the mansion
Carriages parked on the streets paved with bluestones, surrounded by nuns and guards, standing around to protect them.
Jia Heng, Princess Xianning, and Li Chanyue planned to visit Suzhou. At this moment, they slowly left the manor under the guidance of a group of Jinyi Mansion guards.
In addition, Empress Song was sitting on a carriage. She opened the curtain and looked at the lakes and mountains outside with her soft, watery eyes under Chunshan's dark eyebrows.
After several days of rain and snow, every plant and tree along the river embankment in Suzhou has been covered with white snow. The branches of the willows along the embankment are covered with snowflakes, covered in silver, and moving in the wind.
The worry about those eyes last night gradually disappeared, leaving only some beautiful thoughts deep in my heart.
Empress Song put down the hanging curtain of the carriage and stared into the distance. Under Chunshan's black eyebrows, her soft and watery eyes stared at the grass and trees outside the window, and whispered to Song Yan beside her: "Is Yan'er cold?"
At this moment, the two of them were sitting together, one handsome and the other petite, somewhat like a mother and daughter.
Song Yan said softly: "Aunt, I'm not cold."
Queen Song took Song Yan's slender hand and said with a chuckle: "Yan'er, after the New Year, you will be almost fourteen. How about my aunt telling you about your marriage?"
When Song Yan heard this, her pale face turned as red as rouge, she lowered her beautiful head and said softly: "Aunt, I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to get married."
Empress Song smiled sweetly and said: "You are not young anymore. If Yan'er likes a prince from a certain family, tell her about it to her aunt, and she will make the decision for you."
Song Yan pursed her pink lips and thought to herself, Brother Heng is bullying her, can her aunt really make the decision for her?
Jia Heng, Princess Xianning, and Li Chanyue went up to the lake and looked at the sparkling lake. At this moment, the winding mountains were covered with white snow, pines and cypresses, and rime was white.
