Chapter 1508 King Wei: After all, I was the one who got my mother into trouble
Chapter 1507 King Wei: After all, I was the one who brought my mother into trouble...
Grand View Garden, Xiaoxiang Pavilion
Lanterns were hung one after another under the eaves of the corridor, and the orange-yellow water-like shadows shone on the clear and clear jade steps, showing the interlacing of light and dark and the constant shaking.
Jia Heng washed up and sat down beside a wooden table.
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his bright eyes were as warm as the warm sun, and he said: "At this time, it's already getting dark."
At this moment, Daiyu swayed gently with her waist like a weeping willow branch, and whispered: "Brother Heng, what kind of food did the kitchen cook?"
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his eyes were like dew as he looked at Daiyu, and said softly: "Sister Lin, braised lion's head."
"Yangzhou cuisine." Daiyu said in a delicate voice with her starry eyes shining brightly under her smoky brows that looked like silk willows.
While talking, he found an embroidered pier covered with soft mattresses and sat down Yingying.
The Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass has experienced human events, so it becomes more and more charming and charming as you walk.
Jia Heng nodded, handed over a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and said, "Sister Lin, use these."
Daiyu took the pair of bamboo chopsticks and used the food slowly.
Jia Heng took a piece of fish, put it in the bowl Daiyu put in the rice, and said, "Sister, eat more of these."
Daiyu's starry eyes took a look at the boy in the python suit, and snorted softly: "Brother Heng has no good intentions."
Apparently, after Jia Heng’s popular science between the bed curtains, Daiyu also knew about the dietary supplements of fish and other high-protein foods.
"I'm also worried that our children will be hungry in the future." Jia Heng looked at the girl with warm eyes and said softly.
Daiyu is actually less than seventeen years old, and Xiaoyang still has room to grow.
At this moment, a girl came from outside and whispered, "Sister Lin, Brother Heng is here too?"
Jia Heng stared at Xiangyun and asked, "Sister Yun is here too."
Previously, although Xiangyun's name was reported to the clan's mansion as the royal wife, it was impossible to hold a wedding because Emperor Chongping died during the period of national mourning.
Daiyu said in surprise: "Sister Yun, who are you coming this late at night?"
Xiangyun smiled and said, "I knitted a shawl earlier and gave it to Sister Lin."
After saying that, he took a piece of silk from his arms and handed it over. Apple's round face was filled with an indescribable smile.
Under Daiyu's beautiful eyebrows, her starry eyes were as bright as rainbows, and she said, "It's really hard for Sister Yun."
Jia Heng smiled, called out softly, and said, "Come on, bring it here, let me see Sister Yun's craftsmanship."
In the original work, Xiangyun's craftsmanship was certified by Cao Gong, because historians could sell the knitted female red goods made by Xiangyun to foreigners for money.
Xiangyun's pink and round apple face was full of smiles, and she said in a charming voice: "Brother Heng, I also sewed a cotton coat for you and brought it to Brother Heng later."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Me too?"
Daiyu said: "Everyone in our family can sew one piece, and even your brother Heng can't finish it."
Xiangyun nodded and said warmly: "Cuixi, go to my place and find the clothes in the closet."
Cuixi responded, then turned and left.
Daiyu's starry eyes sparkled, and she said warmly: "Sister Yun, have you eaten yet? The kitchen here cooks a lot, so Sister Yun can use some together."
Xiangyun was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, I was just saying that I'm a little hungry."
As he spoke, he picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks, picked up the dishes on the blue and white porcelain plate, and started to use them with his head down.
Jia Heng pinched Xiang Yun's plump and pink face, and said softly: "Sister Yun, you are so greedy every day, and you will become chubby again."
Daiyu held an embroidered pink ropa, covered her mouth and kept smiling.
Xiangyun was chewing the braised lion's head in his mouth. His face paused and he said shyly: "Brother Heng, who is the little chubby boy?"
Jia Heng gently pulled one of Xiang Yun's arms and said, "Sister Yun, you look better when you are chubby."
At least when these two people get along, their skin feels quite good, as soft as cotton.
Daiyu nodded, her eyes flickered, and said: "Okay, let's eat. Last time, Brother Heng said he wanted me to eat fatter."
Because Xiang Yun's name had been reported to the clan's mansion by Jia Heng, Daiyu also knew that Xiang Yun was also Jia Heng's little sweet wife, so she didn't think anything of it.
After all, they are good sisters who have grown up together since childhood.
Jia Heng took the tea cup and took a sip of fragrant tea to suppress the smell of the meal.
Xiangyun asked: "Brother Heng, when will the national mourning end?"
Jia Heng smiled, with a hint of joking in his tone, and said, "Okay, it's almost over."
Xiangyun put down a pair of bamboo chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Then, he took the teacup handed to him by the attacker and rinsed his mouth.
Jia Heng said: "It's getting late. You talk to your sister Lin, and I'll go back first."
Xiangyun said quickly: "Brother Heng, then I will go with you."
Daiyu: "..."
At this moment, Cuixi lightly crossed a threshold, holding a piece of clothes in her hand, and said, "Girl, here you go."
Xiangyun took the robe delivered by the young man from Cuixi, handed it to Jia Heng, and said warmly: "Brother Heng, try it on and come here to see if it fits."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Then let me try."
Xiangyun's craftsmanship is nothing to say, the stitching is fine and the tailoring is decent.
While talking, he took the python suit and robe and immediately walked towards the inner room.
Daiyu curled her lips and said, "Sister Yun's craftsmanship is top-notch among the back houses."
After a while, Jia Heng put on his clothes, came closer, stared at Xiangyun, with a hint of praise in his eyes, and said, "Sister Yun, you are really good at your craftsmanship."
And Xiangyun's plump, white face seemed to be covered with a light blush, and he said, "Brother Heng, just like it."
Jia Heng, who was on the other side of the room, looked at Xiangyun with warm eyes as he spoke, and said, "I won't buy any more clothes for the New Year this year. This is what I will wear for the festival."
Under Xiangyun's slender eyebrows, her bright eyes were gleaming, and a crystal clear heart showed every trace of sweetness.
"Zicuckoo, isn't today's braised lion's head too sweet?" Daiyu said, turning her beautiful head with green hair like a waterfall, her beautiful face as red as drunkenness.
In her Xiaoxiang Pavilion, her man was accompanying others with tender affection, as if she didn't exist...
Jia Heng nodded and said, "No, it seems to me like I have too much vinegar."
Daiyu's fragrant and jade-skinned face was as red as a blush, her bright starry eyes were as bright as water, and she hummed softly.
Don't make her jealous, right?
Jia Heng took Xiang Yun's chubby hand and said, "Sister Yun, come with me."
Due to Daiyu's small nature, it was naturally impossible for her to have contact with Xiangyun in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Xiangyun, on the other side of the room, responded with a soft and soft voice, and glanced at Daiyu aside with a pair of small eyes, seeing traces of lingering affection in his eyes.
Jia Heng said: "Sister Lin, go to bed early after eating."
Daiyu: "..."
After calming down, he hummed softly and said with shining eyes, "Brother Heng, please rest early."
Jia Heng said this and left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with Xiang Yun.
"Sister Yun, where are we going now?" Jia Heng asked.
Xiangyun's willow eyebrows are as curved as a crescent moon, and her complexion is plump and white. She said: "Brother Heng will go wherever he says."
Jia Heng: "..."
The little fat girl has learned a lot about people over the years, and she has also learned this method of charming people.
Jia Heng smiled and said warmly: "Let's go find your sister Baoqin."
Xiangyun's pink and plump face was as red as the clouds. Under the light of the lights on the corridor eaves, it became more and more bright and moving with the meaning of sleeping begonias in autumn, and said: "Brother Heng."
While the two were talking, they left the Grand View Garden and headed towards the house where Baoqin and Xiangyun usually lived.
Because of their "compatible temperaments", the two did not live with Baochai, but found a house to live in alone in the Grand View Garden.
This wing, in the wing room, is brightly lit and as quiet as water.
And Baoqin sat on a soft couch covered with a mattress, also holding female red in her hand, embroidering by the light.
Just as Daiyu said, Baoqin was also knitting and embroidering a cotton coat for Jia Heng at this moment.
At this moment, the maid entered the house and said: "Miss, Miss Yun and the county prince are here."
The girl who was embroidering with an embroidery needle was startled when she heard this. Immediately, she felt pain in her fingers, and drops of blood seeped out on her fingers, which were plump, shiny and as tender as bamboo shoots.
At this moment, Jia Heng happened to be holding hands with Xiang Yun and looked at Xiang Yun with warm eyes.
"Sister Baoqin." Jia Heng's voice could not help but be gentle.
Baoqin's eyebrows were full of joy and she said: "Brother Heng, you are here."
Then he looked at Xiang Yun aside and said, "How did Sister Yun catch Brother Heng?"
"I went to see Brother Heng to play, and Brother Heng happened to be at Sister Lin's place." Xiang Yun's plump and plump jade face was as red as drunk, and her voice was full of excitement.
Jia Heng nodded, and immediately his eyes were attracted by the small handkerchief wrapped in Baoqin's hand, and he said, "What's wrong with sister Baoqin's hand?"
Baoqin bit her pink lips with her pink teeth and said, "I just heard Brother Heng coming over, and I accidentally..."
Jia Heng said: "Bring it over and let me take a look."
As he said that, he took the little fat girl's delicate hand, which was wrapped in a handkerchief. After gently peeling it off, he could see drops of blood oozing out from his fingers.
Jia Heng took the finger, put it in his mouth, and gently sucked the slightly moist fingertip.
Because, with Xiangyun watching from the side, Baoqin's plump and greasy face turned as red as the clouds and glowed like fire, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."
She was feeling itchy right now, well, of course it was her hands.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Okay, there's nothing else important. Please don't do any needlework these two days."
Xiangyun's plump and fair face turned as red as a blush and said, "Brother Heng, it's very cold here. Let's go to the back room to talk."
Jia Heng said: "That's what sister Yiyun wants."
Xiangyun is really not young anymore, or in other words, he knows the affair.
While the two were talking, they entered a side room.
Bao Qin followed closely behind, the little chubby girl's pink face was flushed, and she said shyly: "Brother Heng, it's a national mourning."
Jia Heng said: "It's not a matter of marriage. I have nothing to do with the boudoir."
As long as no one is killed and the censor is asked to find mistakes and omissions in the book, no one will care about the couple being intimate at home.
Jia Heng took Xiang Yun's soft little hand and hugged the little chubby girl who looked like a big white goose into his arms. At this moment, he came close to Xiang Yun and pinched the two peach red petals to capture the sweetness.
Xiangyun snorted, and two crimson blushes appeared on her face that looked like a sleeping begonia in spring. The beauty's eyelashes were curled down, letting the young man approach her frivolously.
Baoqin secretly spat, and then ordered the maid to close the door, put down the curtain tied with golden hooks, and walk closer.
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Prince Wei's Mansion
The night falls, the lights are dim, and outside the green brick courtyard wall covered with white snow, there is the sound of the collision of armor leaves and weapons, adding to the chilling atmosphere in the winter.
At this moment, Prince Wei's Mansion was almost shrouded in gloom and gloom. Only a few barking dogs could be heard in the streets and alleys, which could be heard clearly in the cold snowy night.
In the study room, except for the flickering of candles on the table, it was deathly silent.
King Chen Ran of Wei was dressed in white mourning clothes, sitting on a red lacquered wood Taishi chair with a slumped face, his whole body motionless, as if even his breathing had stopped.
It's over.
At this moment, King Wei had only one thought in his mind.
Just as soon as I thought about it, an unspeakable hatred surged in my heart.
What's wrong with him? Isn't it just that he has no children? How could God treat him so poorly? Why does his father still treat him so cruelly?
There is also Jia Ziyu, a wolf-hearted person, Chen Ran was really blind back then!
Thinking of this, Wei Wang Chen Ran couldn't suppress his anger any longer. He slammed the table with one hand, and the inkstone and brush on it jumped wildly. His fair face was as cold as frost, and his facial features were almost distorted.
At this moment, the servant quickly entered the side room and said: "Your Majesty, let's use some porridge for now."
While he was talking, he saw a tall servant carrying a food box and quickly entering the study.
King Wei Chen Ran suppressed the anger in his heart, and now he felt hungry in his belly. At this moment, his grief turned into appetite, and he began to eat food.
Not long after, I heard a quick voice coming from outside, followed immediately by the sound of dense and chaotic footsteps, saying: "Your Highness,"
As he spoke, Song Jing walked into the study, illuminated by a dark shadow that grew from long to short, with a gloomy look on his formerly fair and elegant face.
Wei Wang Chen Ran put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up quickly, and said anxiously: "Uncle, how are you doing?"
"There are people from the Jinyi Mansion outside, and the news can't get out at all. I asked people to climb over the wall while it was dark, but as soon as they landed, they were taken away by soldiers from the patrol of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division." Song Jing said with a face.
Almost turned into a bitter gourd.
When King Wei Chen Ran heard this, he frowned, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more obvious.
Song Jing shook his head and said: "Your Highness, now that Chu Fan has ascended to Dabao, it will be difficult to change this matter."
In other words, just wait for death. If there is no way to save him, he should be carried away as soon as possible.
King Wei Chen Ran looked pale, calmed down and said, "Where is Brother Liang Wang? How is Brother Liang?"
Song Jing said: "At this moment, he is also banned in the palace. After the New Year, he will be sent to the fiefdom and kept under supervision."
When Wei King Chen Ran heard this, his fair face almost surged with anger, and he said: "Father, how could you treat my brother like this?"
Song Jing said: "Your Highness, King Wei, the top priority now is not to complain, but to save lives and plan later."
He saw that the King of Chu was not a good man and a believer, and he was afraid that after a year or two, he would kill him.
King Wei Chen Ran nodded, with worry in his eyes, and asked: "Uncle, how is the situation now?"
Song Jing gave a wry smile and said, "Perhaps it's because of Yan'er. Although the house has not been sealed, it is still under strict supervision and is not allowed to go out at will."
When King Chen Ran of Wei heard this, he frowned and said, "Uncle, how are you doing with your mother?"
Song Jing was worried and said: "There is no news about the Queen at the moment. I'm afraid it's not good. The daughter of the Zhen family has always been mean. After she enters the palace and takes charge of the Sixth Palace, the Queen may be wronged."
King Chen Ran of Wei was silent for a moment, choked with sobs and said: "After all, I was the one who brought the queen mother into trouble."
By the end of the sentence, my nose was sore, my eyes were filled with tears, and my heart was full of grievances.
Song Jing sighed and said comfortingly: "Your Highness, the matter has come to this, we can only look forward."
Wei Wang Chen Ran nodded and said in a low voice: "I will definitely try my best to avenge my previous humiliation."
When Song Jing saw this, his face changed, his eyes flickered, and he shook his head secretly in his heart.
Now that the righteousness has been established, how can there be a chance of a comeback?
Moreover, the King of Chu was not an easy person.
Not to mention the depression and anger in the heart of King Wei, but in the backyard, in a wing room, the lights were bright, beating like water on the window glass of the window lattice.
On the bed surrounded by curtains, Yan Yiliu was dressed in a plain dress, with a curvaceous figure. Under the handsome bun, and under the smooth jade forehead, his eyebrows and eyes were full of heroic spirit, and his face was cold at this moment.
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"Girl, it's hard to get in and out recently." The maid brought from the Yan family said softly from the side.
Yan Yiliu raised his head, a look of worry appeared on his pale jade face.
"Girl, please go back to Nan'an Marquis Mansion in the next two days. I heard that after the New Year, His Highness will be sent to Henan." The maid said.
When Yan Yiliu heard this, Yurong was startled, and finally sighed softly.
Although there was a lot of hatred in the past, now, as the king of Wei has been deposed as a commoner, Yan Yiliu's previous resentment has been mostly eliminated, and he has a little compassion.
After all, one day brings a hundred days of love to a husband and wife.
Yan Yiliu said: "I won't go back now. We will wait until next spring. Besides, I am a family member of the criminal, so I may not be able to escape."
The maid said: "The girl's life is really hard. It was my fault that I had to let the girl marry the King of Wei."
Yan Yiliu frowned and scolded: "Stop talking."
When the maid heard this, she couldn't say anything more.
Yan Yiliu sighed and said quietly: "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. Since the destiny is like this, I can't say much else."