As the night fell, the cold wind blew, a candle was lit in Mrs. Wang's wing, lit by a pair of slender hands holding torches. In an instant, the orange light filled the room like clear water, from the high table to the curtains.
The curtain has been dyed on the half-old blue satin backrest pillow on the east wall and west, and finally on a diamond-patterned bronze mirror on the dressing table in the west chamber. When faced with difficulties, he retreated and turned back the way he came.
On Yuan Chun's side, Tan Chun and Yuan Chun helped Mrs. Wang back to the wing, and led her to a Kang next to the Xuan window that was stacked with autumn-colored striped mattresses. They sat down, one on the left and the other on Yuan Chun's side.
Right, comforting Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang held her handkerchief, wiped the tears on her face, and sobbed softly.
Yuanchun's face was pale, his voice was soft and soft, and he said calmly: "Mom, don't cry, everything is my fault. Now because of my affairs, the whole family is in trouble. If this is the case, I would rather never marry in this life."
, I will serve you and my father for the rest of my life."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she stopped crying, paused with her handkerchief, and said dumbfounded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Will she never marry in this life? Does she want to raise an old girl?
Yuanchun's face with curved eyebrows and plump cheeks showed a look of sadness. She turned her eyes to look at the beating candlelight and said: "Mom, actually, if my daughter makes a vow to Buddha in this life, she will not suffer the hardships of this worldly world.
Let you worry no more."
As long as she becomes a monk and practices cultivation, like Miaoyu from Dongfu, no one will force her to get married.
These days, she has been restless, tossing and turning, and whenever she closes her eyes, he is all she sees...
In this life, she is afraid... that she will not be able to marry anyone else.
When Mrs. Wang heard these words of "monasticism", her eyes turned black and she said urgently: "Girl, don't scare me."
Although she worships Sanskrit and Buddha, she doesn't want her daughter to be a sister-in-law. How should she laugh at this in the eyes of others?
Baoqin was also listening, frowning and thinking secretly, why is this girl so troublesome?
Yuanchun sighed, stared blankly, and said softly: "To be honest, this thought has been lingering in my mind for a long time. Brother Zhu died young, and the family has suffered many disasters in the past two years. I read the Buddhist scriptures the day before yesterday, and maybe they were from my previous life.
It is because of the unredeemed sins that there is such a continuous chain of misfortunes and disturbances. Perhaps I am the only one who can sacrifice my life to serve the Buddha, recite the green lantern and yellow scroll every day, and be able to protect my parents and sisters and keep them safe and smooth."
She actually... actually fell in love with her clan brother. If it wasn't an injustice, what else was it?
Every time I think about this, I feel guilty and feel like I am stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate myself.
Moreover, Hengdi seems to have her in his heart?
The reason why it seems, well, is because someone is jumping around and having an ambiguous attitude.
Mrs. Wang was shocked when she heard the girl's sudden deep voice, her face turned pale, and she was speechless for a long time.
This woman, who was well versed in the music, entered the palace at a young age, and later became a female historian. At this moment, her words were sincere and her tone was sad. She mentioned her elder brother Jia Zhu in and out of her words, which added a bit of "conversion" to the world.
.
Mrs. Wang was completely panicked. She looked at the beautiful young girl, took Yuan Chun's hand, and said urgently: "Big girl, don't scare me. I won't take care of your marriage in the future. I'll leave it to Brother Heng."
keep it."
Yuan Chun's eyes were blank, and he shook his head slightly and said: "No matter what, mother, please don't have another disagreement with Brother Heng because of me."
She had already thought that if the day came when her feelings got out of control, this was the only way to have a good night's sleep.
However……
Well, maybe it's like cutting five cities today and ten cities tomorrow, and then you have to sleep overnight and look around, and the Qin soldiers have arrived again!
However, the territory of the princes is limited, and the desire to violently invade Qin is insatiable. As the envoys become more numerous, the invasion becomes more urgent...
Mrs. Wang was really frightened by Yuan Chun's sad words this time and held back her tears.
Without him, Yuanchun might not be able to arrange a marriage for himself, but he could become a monk and express his attitude of not marrying anyone.
Mrs. Wang took Yuan Chun's hand and advised her in turn: "Girl, please don't talk about becoming a monk again. From now on, I really won't care about your affairs anymore. I think about this,
It doesn’t look like it’s noisy anymore.”
She gave birth to two sons and one daughter, the eldest son died young, and the eldest daughter became a monk again. In her life...
As he said that, he looked at Tanchun aside and frowned: "Girl Tan, please advise your eldest sister not to have such intolerant thoughts."
Tan Chun frowned her beautiful eyebrows, looked at Yuan Chun with bright eyes and asked with concern, "Sister, why are you saying that you are abandoning the world and leaving home?"
In the past, she met Sister Xichun from Dongfu, who seemed to want to escape the world and become a monk. But she heard that she had persuaded Brother Heng for a long time, and she didn't know if she had given up on this idea now. Why did the eldest sister...
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes reflected a cluster of beating candlelight, and her pink and even slightly baby-fat face was covered with a bit of sadness, and she sighed quietly in her heart.
Brother Heng, from what we have seen just now, it seems that... he has her in his heart, otherwise he would not stand in the way.
Otherwise, if he is the military envoy of the Beijing camp, is there really no young leader of the right age?
It's just... it's not that I can't, but that I don't want to, it's just an excuse.
Thinking of this, deep in my heart, there is a sweetness and sourness intertwined, like weeds and vines entangled in my heart.
Seeing that her daughter was stunned and lost her mind, Mrs. Wang felt even more unsettled and said quickly: "Big girl, okay, okay, don't try to persuade me. You should rest earlier and stop thinking wildly."
This is Yuanchun's anti-customer focus, draining fuel from the bottom of the cauldron.
However, if it hadn't been for today's incident, Jia Zheng had already gotten angry and reprimanded Mrs. Wang. If he said these things normally, the deterrent effect on Mrs. Wang might not be as good as it is now.
Tan Chun hurriedly took Yuan Chun's hand and said softly: "Sister, it's getting late. Let's go back and rest early."
Yuanchun nodded lightly and said, "Mom, you should rest early, I'm going back."
After saying that, he and Tanchun left Mrs. Wang's wing, only to hear a faint sigh coming from behind, and it was Mrs. Wang with a melancholy look on her face.
But Yuanchun left the wing room, came to the courtyard where he lived, sat on the bed, looked out the window at the vast night in a daze, and saw the jade tiger lying on his heart through his inner clothes, as if leaping and beating in the mountain ravine.
Jin Chuan, Xi Ren, is currently busy in the small hall outside the wing, while Bao Qin is making tea for Tan Chun.
Tan Chun sat next to Yuan Chun and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with eldest sister? Why did you say these words just now?"
Yuanchun's voice was far away, as if floating from a lake blocked by mist, rain and fog, and said: "Since I came back, things have not been going well at home. Xu Zhen collided with something. I practice scriptures and practice well. At least I pray for my brothers and sisters at home.
Pray for blessings.”
She just thought about it, no matter what happens with Brother Heng in the future, perhaps becoming a monk is the best outcome.
"Sister..." Tanchun was slightly frightened, and her pink lips twitched, wanting to persuade her, but she didn't know where to start.
Yuanchun sighed quietly: "My mother also has a grudge because of me. If I convert to Buddhism, I think I can resolve some of her resentment."
Tanchun said with concern: "Sister, if we don't get to this point, Brother Heng won't ignore it."
"Brother Heng..." Yuan Chun knitted his beautiful eyebrows. Under his smooth and jade-like forehead and under his slender willow-leaf eyebrows, his bright eyes were shining. There was a hint of bitterness in his heart, and he murmured: "Brother Heng also has his difficulties."
"The difficulty?" Tan Chunying frowned, confused.
At this moment, a sigh came from outside and called: "Sister."
Tan Chun and Yuan Chun were startled when they heard the sigh, and both looked at the boy in python suit who entered the inner compartment from behind the screen.
It was clearly Jia Heng, who had returned to Ningguo Mansion from the palace. After thinking about it, he planned to go to Rongguo Mansion to see Yuanchun.
Something like this happened in Tianxiang Tower before, which made Yuanchun feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
However, he originally thought that Yuanchun had rested and did not want to come to the courtyard. Seeing that the lights were still on in the house, he opened the curtain and entered the wing room, signaling Jin Chuan and Jin Chuan not to make any noise. They stood in the outer hall and listened to the conversation between the two sisters.
At this moment, it is the time of Hai Zheng, and the night is as cool as water. Because the earth dragon is burning in the house, it is not cold at all, and the fragrance of ice silk, musk mixed with orchid fills the room, refreshing the heart and mind, and the sad words of Yuan Chun ring in the ears.
He almost thought Yuanchun had taken Xichun's script.
Well, no, it should be Baoyu's script.
In Daiyu’s words, let me count how many times you have been a monk?
"Eldest sister, why did you say this?" Jia Heng walked into the wing, and the young man's tall figure was cast into a shadow by the candlelight, and it suddenly fell on Yuan Chun.
Yuanchun's beautiful eyebrows were curved, her eyes were filled with eyes, and she looked at the young man with affection. He must have come from the palace just now, and he immediately came over to look at her. Thinking of this, his nose was slightly sour.
"Brother Heng." Tan Chun stood up, called in a charming voice, and asked, "Did the eldest brother just come back from the palace?"
Jia Heng nodded, sat down on the embroidered pillar in front of the bed, and said: "I just came back from the palace, and I was thinking... Well, I came over to take a look."
Yuanchun's heart moved slightly as he listened to the young man's words.
Thinking about it, I came over to take a look.
Although it is a sentence that lacks characters and reasons, it contains all the meaning of wandering, longing and concern... It is left blank for people to ponder over and over again.
Thinking, thinking about what.
Yuanchun bit her lower lip with her teeth, and when she lowered her head, the dark shadows of the night quickly filled in the plump jade face illuminated by the candlelight. The thick eyelashes trembled, and the plump face was like a waxing moon hidden by the clouds, gradually turning into a curved string.
moon.
Tanchun sighed, looked at the young man, and said: "Brother Heng, please help persuade the eldest sister. She has the idea of becoming a monk for some reason. I was trying to persuade her just now."
Jia Heng took the tea cup brought by Xiren, looked at Tanchun aside, his face paused, and said softly: "Third sister, let me talk to your eldest sister for a while."
Tanchun: "???"
What do you mean, are you trying to drive her away?
Is she in the way here?
Hearing this, Yuanchun felt a little ashamed for some reason, but her face showed no trace of it and she said softly: "Third sister, let me talk to your brother Heng for a while."
Tanchun nodded, but didn't think much about it, thinking that he was going to talk about his mother's affairs, which was too deep for her to listen to. He said: "Then you guys go ahead, big brother."
Sister, I’ll go back and rest first.”
With that said, Cui Mo returned to his courtyard with the servant's book.
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, letting the tea soup of the spring tea before the rain flow between his teeth and cheeks, with a fragrant and mellow aroma.
Baoqin said softly: "Girl, Xiren, Jinchuan, I and I will prepare hot water for the girl to take a bath."
Yuanchun nodded, agreeing.
Jia Heng frowned and didn't say anything. He just slowly put down the tea cup and raised his eyes to look at Yuan Chun.
After several people left the wing, there were two people left in the room. Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun who was sitting on the bed and called softly: "Sister."
"Brother Heng."
Jia Heng organized his words and asked: "Sister, did you say you just wanted to become a monk?"
Yuanchun looked at the young man's chin, sighed softly, and said: "I pledge myself to the Buddha, recite sutras, and atone for my sins. I also pray for my brothers and sisters in the family."
Jia Heng was silent when he heard the words, but raised his head slightly. The curtains on both sides were tied with gold hooks. The girl was graceful and plump in a light yellow dress. She folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and held a corner of the handkerchief.
"There are other ways to pray for blessings. It's so good. Why do you think of becoming a monk and practicing?" Jia Heng asked.
Yuan Chun faded under the slender eyebrows on her temples, her lowered beautiful eyes met her clear eyes from under her chin, and she said softly: "Otherwise, Brother Heng... do you want me to get married?"
This question is a bit strange to ask, but in this situation, it is tacitly understood.
If you don't become a monk, you will get married.
At this moment, after Yuan Chun finished speaking, his eyes lowered again, and his heart almost lifted into his throat. He held the handkerchief in his slender hands, and gently moved the bamboo leaves on the handkerchief with his slender fingers, as if they were in a mess.
mood.
That was the handkerchief Jia Heng handed to Yuan Chun, eh?
Jia Heng remained silent and subconsciously reached out to touch the tea cup.
He asked himself, after everything he had gone through before, did he want Yuanchun to marry someone else?
Now that things have come to this, can he accept Yuanchun lying in the arms of other men and giving birth to other men's children?
You can't torture yourself like this... your blood pressure is too high.
Along with the "click" of the tea cup, a crisp sound resounded in the side room, causing Yuanchun to raise his eyes and glance at the young man.
Jia Heng didn't know when, but his face became as dark as water, and even a little stern.
Immediately, he stared at the graceful and fragrant jade face, as if he had a mental connection. Suddenly, a pair of beautiful eyes that looked at the waves came towards her with a bit of hope.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "Then... let's become a monk and practice."
It seems that he was afraid that the homophonic word "marriage" would sound like "marriage", so he added the word "cultivation".
Yuanchun's delicate body trembled slightly, her bright eyes were as full as water, and she looked at the young man quietly. At some point, her eyes were moist and tears filled her eyelashes.
What she asked was not about becoming a monk, but about his true attitude. She...
Her heart was gradually filled with joy and sweetness, and her previous guess was indeed correct.
Jia Heng stood up, walked over and handed over the handkerchief, saying: "Sister, wipe your tears and stop crying."
Yuanchun was in the rain at the moment, so he subconsciously took the handkerchief, but his fingertips touched the back of his hand, as if he was electrocuted, and he was reluctant to take it back.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, eldest sister will follow me to the eldest princess's house. Don't stay at home all the time. It is easy to cause more troubles. But after this incident, the family should be able to live in peace for a while."
"Yes." Yuanchun's cheeks were red with shame, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito's fly, and could not be heard, because at some point, his hand was held by a kind palm, and the young man sat down on his bed without any courtesy.
The young man was silent for a moment and then said in a warm voice: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have put my eldest sister in such a difficult situation."
Before, I was numb from pulling.
"No, I'm not in trouble." Yuan Chun said urgently, turned to look at the young man, then lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "It's my fault, it's me who put Brother Heng... in trouble."
This is what Jia Heng said at the beginning. Yuanchun put him in a difficult position. There were actually some clues at the beginning, but he just relied on his extreme positioning to pull him back.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, holding his slender hand, which was actually a little chubby, with small dimples on the straight fingers, and every inch of skin on the palm trembled with the girl's shyness, and the touch was soft and creamy.
After Mrs. Wang acted like a demon, the window paper was almost pierced.
All said and done, it's all Mrs. Wang's fault... for shooting someone in the foot.
"Sister, my home is no better than other places, there are too many people and many different eyes." Jia Heng thought for a while and said warmly.
"I have always been careful when holding the piano...she is my personal maid." Yuan Chunxue's cheeks were blushing like clouds with shame, her head lowered to her chest, a strand of hair hanging down from her temples, and her earlobes with emerald earrings.
It was rosy and rosy, and as for the voice, it was a bit trembling.
She is so shameless, why is she saying this now? Is it to make Hengdi think less of her?
No, she didn't mean that.
Jia Heng looked at Yuan Chun, with a scent like musk and orchid floating between his nostrils. He just held his hand without any other action and asked: "Sister, where is the wife..."
"Mom has said that she doesn't care about my business. I will look for some Buddhist scriptures to read tomorrow." Yuan Chun said in a delicate voice.
Jia Heng: "..."
So, the idea of becoming a monk has been your "gong plan" from beginning to end?
You've made all the arrangements, right?
Or is it that a skilled hunter always appears as a prey?
However, becoming a monk and cultivating in Yuanchun is indeed a good way to hide from others.
However, she has been wronged in this life. She has no name and no status, and cannot see the light. Can this be regarded as a palace conspiracy?
Jia Heng also felt some pity in his heart, and turned to look at Yuan Chun, who was so shy and fair-skinned. No one knew that he actually wanted to hold her in his arms, but he couldn't, even though he knew that Bao Qin had his eyes on Jin.
Chuan and Xiren.
Who knows if the shadow is reflected on the curtains?
Then, "Uncle Heng, you don't want to either?" This sentence is not a double quotation mark, but a special punctuation mark for Liu Beiwen's dialogue.
Jia Heng held the smooth jade hand, remained silent for a moment, and said softly: "Sister, come with me to the eldest princess's house tomorrow."
"Yes." Yuanchun's heart was filled with sweetness and joy, and she bowed her head in response.
Suddenly he remembered something, turned his eyes and asked: "Where is King Zhongshun?"
Jia Heng said: "Just now in the Chonghua Palace, we have made a decision to depose him as a commoner and imprison him to the imperial mausoleum for hard labor. There is nothing to worry about in the future."
"Ah? This..." Yuanchun said in surprise, and murmured: "Yes, for such a big thing, the punishment will not be easy."
In this way, the feudal prince will not be watching him in the mansion.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "It's getting late. Sister, I'll have a rest earlier. I've also gone back. I have to go to Jinyi Mansion to ask about the case tomorrow."
In the imperial mausoleum corruption case, King Zhongshun took the lead and dealt with it. It was not the end of the story, but the beginning of the curtain.
After saying that, he stood up and let go of Yuan Chun's jade hand. Yes, it was soft and greasy, unparalleled.
Yuan Chun stared at him and said, "Then I'll send Brother Heng off."
Jia Heng said: "No, it's raining outside and a little cold."
…
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On the other side, Baochai and Ying'er also returned to Lixiangyuan and entered the wing room.
The lights were brightly lit at this moment, and Aunt Xue had been back from Jia Mu for a while. When she saw Baochai, she smiled and said, "My dear, you are finally back."
Baochai untied the scarlet tasseled cloak tied on her body and handed it to the maid Ying'er. She sat down in front of the embroidered pier. This cousin from Yuanchun wore a half-new honey-colored cotton-padded jacket. She had a plump figure and strong muscles.
Yingrun.
"My dear, your brother should be back in two days," Aunt Xue said with a chuckle.
Previously, Jia Heng had said that Xue Pan would come back once every half month. Today is twelve, which is only in these three to five days.
Baochai said: "I will ask Brother Heng tomorrow."
Aunt Xue: "???"
Is that what she meant?
However, it seems that I should ask. After all, when the time comes to pick up Pan'er, don't forget Brother Heng.
"I don't know if your brother has endured hardship in the prison of the Wucheng Bingma Division. He has never suffered much since he was a child, let alone starving and losing weight." Aunt Xue suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and sighed.
, said worriedly.
Perhaps thinking of Xue's flat-shaped body, with only one big head swinging back and forth, Aunt Xue felt sad.
Baochai said: "Brother, he seems to have been gone for half a month, so it shouldn't be over."
Aunt Xue's expression froze for a moment and she said, "Actually, it's hard to say."
Immediately, he remembered what happened just now and said with emotion: "Just now, there was such a fuss in Tianxiang Tower because of your eldest sister's marriage, eh."
Baochai nodded, but listened to his mother's emotion and did not answer.
Aunt Xue said: "But Brother Heng has always had a big plan in mind, isn't it Prince Zhongshun? Speaking of which, the old prince also made things difficult for our family because of the imperial business affairs, but now it's better, it's all for God's sake
can not watch anymore."
Baochai picked up the tea cup and said, "If you do too much injustice, you will die."
Aunt Xue said, and then asked: "My dear, do you think Brother Heng has other plans for your eldest sister's marriage?"
He thought to himself, maybe he had fallen in love with a certain vassal king, so he was so angry.
After what happened with King Zhongshun, Aunt Xue felt that the young man had a big plan and maybe he was playing a big game.
Baochai shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know yet."
"Hey, after your eldest sister, these girls will belong to your age." Aunt Xue sighed again when she said this.
"Mom is so good, why do you bring this up again?" Baochai frowned and asked with a focused gaze.
Aunt Xue saw that her daughter didn't seem to want to mention this matter, so she didn't continue talking, but changed the topic and asked: "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. What do you mean, Brother Heng, he is giving birth to Lin Yatou today."
, and even gave her a peace talisman. He is so busy and still thinking about her, he really loves Lin Yatou."
At the end of the sentence, my tone was not without envy.
When Baochai heard this, a thought appeared on her plump, snowy face: "Zi'er has no one to take care of her in Beijing. Brother Heng should take more care of her because of Uncle Lin."
She also found it unusual when he gave the sachet as a gift last time, but he seemed to have no other intention, so she just...
"Brother Heng didn't give birth gifts to anyone else. I was thinking..." As she said that, Aunt Xue felt some speculation rolling in her throat. She wanted to spit it out, but she felt it was inappropriate.
She was thinking, Brother Heng, don't you have a crush on that girl Lin?
Then I thought about it, Lin Yatou couldn't be his concubine.
Baochai was shrewd and obedient, so she naturally caught the hidden meaning of her mother's words, and her heart was filled with a haze.
Aunt Xue suddenly asked: "By the way, when you had a baby last time, did your brother Heng give you anything?"
This sentence was originally to support Aunt Xue's judgment.
These words immediately pulled Baochai out of his thoughts, and said angrily: "Mom, what are you talking about? What he gave me, it was my sister-in-law who gave it to me."
Aunt Xue knew she had made a mistake, and her expression was a bit unnatural, and she said: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Your brother will be back in two days, so we have to cook a delicious meal."
Mentioning Xue Pan, Aunt Xue's heart was full of expectations again.
I recommend a friend's book "My Infinite Script Space". If you are interested, you can read it.