Chapter 482 Yuanchun: You touched my hand just to say this?
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next day
A spring rain from the Jingzhe infiltrated the entire Guanzhong land. Green buds sprouted new and everything revived, creating a prosperous scene.
Jia Heng wanted to go to Jinyi Mansion, but he remembered that he had made an appointment with Yuan Chun yesterday to go to the Princess Princess Mansion, so he went to De Rongguo Mansion to pick up Yuan Chun.
At this moment, in the side room where Yuanchun was, Yuanchun was wearing a red embroidered collared jacket and a peach red skirt. He was sitting behind a small table, sipping breakfast absentmindedly.
Last night was a nightmare, not only the confiscation and exile in the first half, but also the turmoil in the second half, all of which invaded the mind and made Yuanchun unable to control himself.
"Girl, everything is packed. When are we going to leave?" Bao Qin walked slowly over and looked at his girl with a strange look under his beautiful eyebrows.
The girl is not young anymore, so it is time for her to marry someone.
As a maid who grew up together and later accompanied her to the palace, Baoqin and Yuanchun had a close friendship, and they also had some speculations about some of Yuanchun's worries.
Yuanchun said "hmm" and said softly: "Let's go after breakfast."
He didn't rush me to hold Qin, and went to the side to pack his things.
At this moment, an aggressive voice sounded faintly outside the house, calling: "Uncle Heng."
The bowl in Yuanchun's hand suddenly made a crisp sound, which was obviously the spoon in his hand falling into the porridge bowl.
In a moment, Jia Heng had already entered the wing, looked at Yuan Chun who was sitting behind the small table, and called out: "Sister."
"Brother Heng, have you had breakfast?" Seeing the young man wearing a python suit with a sword hanging on his waist, Yuan Chun couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday, and asked with a little shame in his heart.
Jia Heng sat nearby and said with a smile: "I've used it. Sister, please eat it first."
Yuanchun said softly "Hmm" and looked at the boy. For a moment, there seemed to be thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he didn't know where to mention them.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, and fair skin, and said: "It's raining outside. Sister, please wear two more clothes today and be careful not to catch the wind."
Yuanchun said softly, "Hmm", gently stirred the soup bowl with the spoon in his hand, and took the initiative to say: "Brother Heng, I had a dream last night."
Behind him, Bao Qin's cheeks turned red and he thought to himself, what is the girl going to do? Do she want to tell Uncle Heng that she has had an erotic dream again?
Jia Heng tasted the fragrant tea and was startled. He asked in surprise: "What dream?"
"In the dream, my brother Heng was not at home, and I seemed to have been made a concubine by the palace, and then left the palace to visit my relatives. Later, I didn't know that, but my home was raided, and my father and uncle were all convicted by the palace and imprisoned.
." Yuanchun said softly, his voice was low, and a look of worry appeared on his round and round face.
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression turned serious and he asked, "What happened next?"
This dream scene is vaguely familiar... Is this the fateful trajectory of the original work?
But why did Yuanchun have such a dream?
"Then..." Facing the young man's burning gaze, Yuan Chunfang's heart skipped a beat, her head hung slightly, and she said softly: "Then... I woke up with a fright."
How they were going to tell Hengdi later was really hard to tell.
Jia Heng nodded, understanding some of the reasons, and said with relief: "I think about it every day and dream about it at night. It must be that the eldest sister saw the elder and Jia Lian in exile yesterday, and was so frightened that she did this at night.
Having nightmares."
"Maybe... this is the reason?" Yuanchun said with a trembling voice, her pretty face and peach cheeks turning red.
Come to think of it, the dream she had in the middle of the night was also because she saw Hengdi and Princess Jinyang...
Jia Heng warned again: "Sister, don't worry too much lately and have a good rest."
And while the two were talking, suddenly there were sounds of voices coming from outside.
It turned out that Mrs. Wang got up early in the morning, first went to Rongqing Hall to greet Mrs. Jia, and then led a group of maids and mothers-in-law to find Yuanchun, planning to go to Wang Ziteng's house together.
"Big girl, let's go."
Mrs. Wang entered the wing and opened her mouth to speak.
However, when he raised his eyes and saw the young man, he couldn't help but look stunned. He forced himself to smile and asked, "Brother Heng, why are you here?"
Yuan Chun Yingying stood up and called: "Mom."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Second Madam, I will pick up the eldest sister and go to Jinyang Princess Mansion."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang frowned and said hurriedly: "Brother Heng, I'm afraid it won't work today. The eldest girl wants to go to her uncle's house with me."
Jia Heng frowned and asked, "What is eldest sister doing at the Wang family at this time?"
There was a vague intuition that Mrs. Wang wanted to give him some new tricks.
Mrs. Wang's expression changed, and she was a little difficult to answer.
Yuanchun looked a little unnatural and said: "Mom said yesterday that my cousin had arranged a marriage for me and asked me to go to my uncle's house to see her."
After saying this, a pair of beautiful eyes with lingering eyes looked at the young man's face carefully, and saw that his brows were furrowed, and there seemed to be thinking on his face. In addition, there was no expression of joy or anger on his side. For a moment,
, my heart welled up with disappointment.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then turned his cold eyes to Mrs. Wang and asked: "Didn't I tell my wife before that my eldest sister's marriage fell on me, so my wife can't trust me?"
Mrs. Wang was stared at by those sharp and hidden eyes. She didn't know why, but she felt guilty and said: "Brother Heng, you are not busy with the official affairs of the yamen. You have been too busy to get away from the big girl's affairs."
My son can’t bother you all the time.”
In front of Yuan Chun, Jia Heng did not hesitate to speak harshly. He just frowned and said: "Second Madam, I have already been planning the eldest sister's marriage. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Mrs. Wang sighed: "Brother Heng, you see that the eldest girl is not too young. She really can't delay any longer. Last time, you said that the vassal king was not a good match. This time, her uncle has a general. I heard that
He is also a young and handsome man, and his family is still the general of Datong, so he is a good match."
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Don't you know, madam, that the imperial court is reorganizing the soldiers in the border towns, and now the Datong generals are panicking?"
Mrs. Wang: “???”
My heart was shocked and I thought to myself, why is such a thing happening?
It seems that my brother never said that.
Mrs. Wang thought for a while, smiled and said: "This family is also an old relative of ours, the Jiang family of Pingyuan Marquis. This brother's father is Jiang Zining, the general of the Datong Army, and he is also a current Xijue of Pingyuan Marquis Mansion.
, it’s just that he is the second wife, but now he has been awarded the title of General for his military merits, so his future is boundless.”
Jia Heng glanced at Mrs. Wang and snorted coldly: "Which family should I belong to? It turns out he is the second son of the Jiang family of Pingyuan Marquis."
He then ordered Sun Shaozu to sneak back to Datong as an undercover agent, first to monitor Shanxi merchants, and secondly to investigate whether Datong's generals' sons were involved in the smuggling case with Hulu. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wang had trouble finding Datong's people.
The military leader is the in-laws.
Mrs. Wang was given a cold and stern look by the young man, and her heart felt a little awe-inspiring, especially that cold snort, which seemed to contain murderous intent.
Before Yuan Chun, who was hesitant to speak, could speak, Jia Heng's indifferent voice sounded again: "I, the daughter of the Jia family, will win over generals for the Wang family. Is this what your wife means?"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Chun's beautiful face suddenly changed, she pursed her lips, and couldn't help but clench her slender hands hidden in her sleeves.
Winning over generals?
Since her uncle wanted her to win over the generals, what about him?
Does he also...
Mrs. Wang's face changed, and she became angry and said: "Brother Heng, what are you talking about? I am also thinking about the big girl's lifelong affairs, and her uncle is also kind-hearted. How can you say he is trying to win over the generals? I am confused.
Son, if I go higher, I am climbing a high branch; if I go lower, I will win over the generals. I would like to ask you, what kind of family should I find for the big girl to suit your wishes?"
At the end of the story, Mrs. Wang also exploded. She couldn't make the decision about her own daughter? There is no such truth in the world.
"Mom, stop talking." Seeing his mother's unkind tone, Yuan Chun felt anxious and quickly took Mrs. Wang's arm and advised her.
Jia Heng said: "Madam, I have already planned my eldest sister's marriage. I will never wrong her. Datong General is not a good match."
Mrs. Wang did not back down from this vague statement and asked: "Not a good match? Then I would like to ask, which family do you like as a good match?"
Jia Heng said: "We are looking for you. Madam, don't worry."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she sneered in her heart, but there was no trace of it on her face. She just asked lightly: "Brother Heng, when are you going to find him? Do you want to find him for another three to five years?"
Jia Heng was unmoved, and said: "Second Madam, in my opinion, for my eldest sister's appearance, it would not be an insult to her to find a scholar who is a scholar in the Hanlin Academy. Next year will be the year of the competition. Then I will have my own
If you care about it, you will have to discuss it with the second master in the end."
Listening to the argument between the two, Yuan Chun glanced at the young man for a moment. Hearing that someone was serious about being a Hanlin scholar, his face turned a little pale.
Madam Wang's heart was filled with anger, and she had her own calculations and calculations!
When I first talked about planning the Ministry of Industry for the second master, I had my own plans, but now there is no trace of it.
All that talk is just using nice words to fool people.
But at this time, she wanted to argue with reason, but she also felt helpless that her little arms could not twist her thighs. In the final analysis, Dongfu was stronger, and even the current old lady still had to give him a three-pointer.
"Then let's wait for brother Heng and the master to discuss it, but this matter can't be delayed for too long." Mrs. Wang was annoyed, and her tone was a little harsh. Then she glanced at her daughter, and then led her mother-in-law and maid to leave Yuanchun.
The wing where it is located.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the wing was as frozen as ice.
"Brother Heng." Yuanchun called softly, looking at the young man with a pair of crystal clear eyes, full of water, his thoughts were already complicated and difficult to express.
Jia Heng said softly: "Eldest sister, please come with me to the eldest princess's house later."
Yuanchun's pink lips twitched, wanting to ask the Hanlin Jinshi just now what he said, but looking at the young man with a face as dark as water and no smile lines at all, he sighed quietly in his heart.
Jia Heng held an oil-paper umbrella and escorted Yuan Chun to the carriage. Just as he was about to turn around and ride, he heard Yuan Chun's trembling voice coming from the carriage, saying: "Brother Heng, it's raining outside, come up too."
stop."
Jia Heng hesitated, lifted the curtain and got into the carriage.
Seeing this, Baoqin hurriedly said: "Girl, you talk to the uncle, I'll go down and take a walk."
With that said, he picked up the curtain and got out of the carriage.
Jia Heng sat down and looked up at the girl opposite.
Mrs. Wang's trouble suddenly made something urgent.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then changed the topic and asked: "Sister said that she had a nightmare last night and that the house was ordered to be raided?"
Yuanchun sighed: "Although it was a dream, I always felt it was real. There was no Hengdi in that dream, and both my uncle and father were in prison. After thinking about it, it seems that it is possible... Hengdi,
Is this a sign of great misfortune?"
Jia Heng shook his head gently, looked gently at those confused beautiful eyes, and said with relief: "Sister, as long as I am here, that day will not happen."
"Hmm." Yuan Chun nodded his head and said quietly, suddenly taking a peek at the young man, and finally couldn't help asking: "Those Hanlin scholars that Brother Heng just mentioned..."
At the end of the sentence, Wen Ning felt a little shy, his eyebrows lowered, and his voice gradually became soft and inaudible.
Jia Heng looked at the beautiful young girl, smiled and said, "Is eldest sister so anxious to leave the court?"
"Where's Brother Heng? Are you anxious to get me out of the cabinet?" Yuanchun's cheeks were slightly red, his teeth were biting his red lips, his beautiful eyes were like a clear spring, staring at the young man without answering questions.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, but did not speak.
And sometimes, silence is undoubtedly an answer, but the answer is not clear.
What Hanlin scholar is just talking casually to fool your mother, do you believe it?
Seeing that the young man was silent, Yuanchun lowered his head, two blushes quietly appeared on his snowy jade face, and his heart was already filled with shame and joy, but a moment later, a bitterness surged deep in his heart again.
impossible……
Even if she doesn't get married, it's impossible.
Jia Heng looked at the girl whose eyebrows were filled with sadness again, her eyes flashed, and she was confused.
"Brother Heng, I..."
Yuanchun suppressed his thoughts and forced a smile, wanting to say something to ease the strange atmosphere in the carriage. Suddenly his heart jolted, his beautiful eyes widened, and he felt his hand being grabbed.
"Sister, don't be so gloomy." Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun, holding the slender catkins in one hand, patting the back of his hand with the other, and said warmly: "I'll go back and talk to the second master about the marriage."
Yuan Chunyu's hand was touched, and her heart was originally filled with shock and shyness. Suddenly she was patted on the back of her hand, and she heard the words of "sibling comfort" in her ears. In an instant, she was completely unable to control the boy.
Thinking about it, Beiqia bit her lips and whispered, "It's okay for Brother Heng to discuss it with his father."
At this moment, Yuanchun didn't even know whether the young man across from him was hiding his deception or whether he was really shining brightly.
But the gentle hands holding his own felt so real.
Well, just like a swordsman showing off his positioning on the verge of taboo, he can take a step back and take a step forward at any time, advancing and retreating freely and calmly.
Jia Heng nodded, but did not let go of Yuan Chun's hand immediately. The delicate skin felt soft to the touch and the skin was delicate.
Feeling that the hand hadn't let go, Yuan Chun's bright eyes slightly lowered, feeling shy and happy at the same time, and his mood became bright again.
Jia Heng let go of his hand at this moment and said sternly: "Sister, your hands are not cold. It seems that you are not weak. Then the nightmare is probably caused by overthinking."
Yuanchun: "..."
Maybe you touched my hand just to say this?
Just when I was feeling sad, I suddenly heard the young man continue: "Sister, I had a nightmare last night. You might as well sleep on my shoulder for a while. It's still a long way to the princess's mansion."
Yuanchun's eyes were watery, and he glanced at the young man blankly. Not knowing what he was thinking, he closed his beautiful eyes slightly and rested his head on the young man's shoulder.
Just when he leaned over, he felt that his beautiful hand was captured in the gentle palm again.
Yuanchun's heart skipped a beat, anxiously waiting for something.
Fortunately, the mouth that made Yuanchun feel quite embarrassed and resentful never spoke again.
There seemed to be no more waves, only the tenderness of his own body fell on the warm palm, and the warmth was balanced. Yuanchun, who was pulled back and forth and exhausted, was also hit by waves of sleepiness, and he really squinted.
I really didn't sleep well last night.
There was silence all the way, except for the carriage driving on the bluestone road, which made the sound of rattling from time to time.
Jia Heng looked sideways at Yuan Chun, with a forehead as smooth as jade, eyebrows as dark as moths, curved eyelashes, a pink and white face with a slight baby fatness, a straight nose, and lips as bright as peach blossoms...
…
Jia Heng's clear eyes gradually became a little distracted.
It's like a layer of window paper that is poking back and forth until it's on the verge of breaking through, and the erupting volcano is sending out streams of black smoke.
In fact, he just wanted to test it intentionally.
Although you can't hide your love for someone, when you see Yuanchun say a word for him, your mood has gone up and down...
It's really embarrassing.
Of course, people in later generations will not have the psychological pressure of not marrying if they have the same surname, but they have to consider Yuanchun. This is not a question of whether they have status or not, but that they have to be underground lovers for a lifetime and cannot see the light of day.
unless……
About two quarters of an hour later, Jia Heng suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, woke up Yuan Chun who had closed his eyes and took a nap, and said softly: "Sister, the princess's residence has arrived."
"Brother Heng, are you here yet?" Yuanchun made a "嘤四" sound, opened his bright eyes, regained his consciousness, and said in a disappointed tone.
When I felt that my hand was still held by those gentle hands, a faint joy surged in my heart.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "We're here, let's go down."
Yuanchun nodded and said nothing more.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, held up an umbrella, held the hand of the beautiful girl Rong Zhi, got out of the carriage, and said warmly: "Sister, please stay well at the Princess Mansion for the past few days. Don't think too much and have a good rest."
, I will come to take my eldest sister back when Sister Lin has given birth. These days... I will come here from time to time."
At the end, I would like to add another sentence.
Yuanchun said softly, "Hmm", and he didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed. He stared at the independent young man holding an umbrella, and reflected that clear and stern face on the lake of his heart.
She was staying at the eldest princess's residence in Jinyang. If her mother had other ideas, there would be nothing she could do.
But if you delay it for a while, can you delay it for a lifetime?
And Hengdi, what does all this mean?
At this moment, Yuanchun is still worrying about gains and losses.
In other words, in Jia Heng's ambiguous and ambiguous attitude, sometimes he felt that he was in his heart, and sometimes he felt that maybe... he was just comforting himself.
Jia Heng turned his eyes and called Baoqin to the side, and said warmly: "Baoqin, take good care of your girl these days."
"Hey, Uncle Heng." Baoqin responded.
When Yuanchun entered the princess's mansion, Jia Heng got on his horse with a calm expression and headed towards Jinyi's mansion.
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Shenjing City, Ankangfang
In the afternoon, a pear orchard sits quietly among the houses with green walls and eaves. There are wine shops and teahouses around it, and people are rushing around.
It was precisely because it was raining that the people had nothing to do, so they came to listen to the opera one after another.
And a teahouse with a plaque of "Dongliju" is facing the pear garden.
Jia Heng changed into a brocade robe and entered the Dongli Residence opposite the Liyuan, accompanied by Liu Jixian and two Jinyi Mansion guards.
Entering a private room on the second floor, I saw Qi Guan'er and Lu Zongqi already waiting in the private room.
Qi Guan'er used the excuse of going to the Liyuan to wait for her at this teahouse.
"Seen..."
Just as Qi Guan'er was about to salute, she suddenly realized something and changed her words: "Master Jia."
"There's no need to be polite outside." Jia Heng patted Qi Guan'er's shoulder, sat down, and asked, "There's no suspicion in the house lately, right?"
"It's nothing unusual, it's just that Sir...what you said before was still true?" Qi Guan'er asked in a deep voice.
Jia Heng said: "I speak for myself, but that person is still safe and sound. Even if he helps you escape, the world is so big, where can you run to?"
Qi Guan'er said in a low voice: "As long as you help me, I am willing to introduce other people to you as your informants."
With that, he briefly described Wei Lan's incident.
Jia Heng put down the teacup in his hand, his expression showing deep thought.
He secretly thought that this Wei family could actually come up with such a method of revenge.
Jia Heng said: "If you contact someone hastily, I'm afraid it will alert the snake. Who knows what she is thinking. Qiguan'er, why don't you deal with her first? Wait for half a month at most, and you'll be free."
He couldn't wait for King Zhongshun for too long. Half a month was the limit. It was impossible to say that the time was right, just in these few days.