Yuan Sheng didn't speak. It seemed that since Liu Miao'er came to the Lin Mansion, Liu Miao'er could be obedient without speaking. He put down the wine glass in his hand and walked over slowly. He was more than half a head taller than Liu Miao'er, so he could be very obedient.
Looking down at Liu Miao'er's somewhat timid face.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Yuan Sheng spoke, not me, but me, but there was a sense of distance for no reason. A stream of cold air rose from Liu Miao'er's back, and then she shivered from the cold.
"No, no, no, your Majesty is amiable and the father of all the people in the world. Since you are the father, how can I be afraid of you!" Liu Miaoer hurriedly defended, smiled, and hurriedly clarified the relationship.
Yuan Sheng didn't care about this expression of lying with his eyes open. He just lifted Liu Miao'er's chin and leaned down to look at her carefully. Liu Miao'er's eyes trembled in fear, and her whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to move.
Yuan Sheng breathed on Liu Miao'er's face, with a strong smell of alcohol, so cold that Liu Miao'er really wanted to run away.
"Liu'er, or Liu Miao'er?"
Yuan Sheng didn't make any other movements, but his Hanxing eyes were slightly drunk, and he squinted at Liu Miao'er's eyes with a confused drunken look.
Liu Miao'er didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he said something wrong, he would slap him to death and throw him into the mausoleum. However, Yuan Sheng quietly looked at Liu Miao'er for a while and then gave it to himself.
Answer.
"Liu Miao'er! Runan Princess Liu Miao'er! Haha..."
Yuan Sheng smiled, raised his head, and Yang Tian smiled, his protruding Adam's apple trembling in front of Liu Miao'er's eyes. Suddenly he smiled enough and lowered his head, held Liu Miao'er's face, and leaned over
Then it covered her lips.
Liu Miao'er's eyes widened. She could no longer remain indifferent at this time. She stretched out her hand to push Yuan Sheng randomly, but he attracted more forceful restraint. A pair of iron arms hugged Liu Miao'er's thin body and invaded her.
Tan Kou occupied her land inch by inch.
"Hmm..."
Liu Miao'er's punches and kicks had no effect at all, and she could only moan. But how could Yuan Sheng let her go like this? He took a bottle of wine and drank it, then gave it to Liu Miao'er. Liu Miao'er was choked by the strong smell of alcohol.
Miaoer couldn't stop coughing, and her little face wrinkled up. Yuan Sheng saw her in pain, so he let her go. When she coughed, he bit her arm, and didn't let go until he tasted the smell of blood.
"Ah, Xiao Leng, you are crazy!"
Liu Miao'er covered her shoulders in pain and looked at Yuan Sheng in disbelief. In the flying snow, Yuan Sheng's mouth was stained with Liu Miao'er's blood, showing a demonic red color, against the white snow behind him.
The shimmering ox-headed and horse-faced street lights make it even more eerie.
The snowflakes were falling, the north wind stopped, and the only sound left in the world was the breathing of Liu Miao'er and Yuan Sheng. The fragrance of plum blossoms had a faint smell of blood, which made Liu Miao'er very uncomfortable. She looked at Yuan Sheng
Sheng glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and left with his hands on his shoulders, his back looking decisively without a trace of nostalgia.
"Have you ever read the Qingshu in the Liyuan?"
As she walked away in the snow, a voice came from behind, carrying the cold fragrance of plum blossoms, which stopped Liu Miao'er's steps and made her stagger.
Qingshu?
She has been having trouble since returning from Hongye Mountain. She has no time to go to the theater. What's more, the green book is just an oath made by Hua Qianyue, an agreement between life and death. It's okay not to read it!
So she shook her head, put down her hand, and walked outside the plum garden. The snow under her feet creaked under her feet. Yuan Sheng was not talking. But Liu Miaoer left decisively, not knowing what was in her heart.
There is a story hidden in the green book that is not worth mentioning. I don’t even know the special meaning of Yuan Sheng leaving her in the Lin Mansion.
She just wanted to cut off everything in the past, but she forgot that she could be reborn after going through disasters, but others may not be like her.
The New Year is finally here. The sound of firecrackers coming from the streets is deafening. Liu Miao'er stands under the wall, looking at the dazzling light of fireworks in the distance of Qincheng. She wipes away the blood on her shoulders and quickly calls Yue Jing.
She got up and sat in the high pavilion of Lin Mansion, watching the snow and fireworks. Then she pointed to the West Lake outside Qin City and said.
Yue Jing, tomorrow, we are going to attend the Oiran Convention! There will be beautiful women in white flowers there!
Beautiful girl with fair hair, what’s so good about her!
Yue Jing angrily corrected Liu Miao'er's mistake, but Liu Miao'er laughed and said that in her eyes, courtesans are just for making money, and those who participate in court are not all free money!
"Humph, vulgar! The Oiran Competition is a grand event for all women in the city! You are indeed not from Daxia!"
Yue Jing used her advantage as a local to despise Liu Miao'er, an outsider. What she said really surprised Liu Miao'er. In her mind, oiran should be a grand event for brothel girls to compete, so how could it be
All the women in the city participated? So the last time Haitang won, it was not just awesome, but too awesome!
Liu Miao'er was dumbfounded, while Yue Jing stretched out her little hand to brush away the snowflakes on her face, and calmly threw out another surprise: "It's not just that, girl, there is something I think I must tell you, this oiran event is a full-length conference
, maybe Yuan Shao will go too."
Yuan Shao will be there too!
Then can I not go?
"Don't you want to go? Are you willing to let go of your brothers?"
Yue Jing saw Liu Miao'er's hesitation and sighed slightly in her heart, knowing that she still couldn't let go after all. But as soon as the idea came to her mind, Liu Miao'er hit her forehead hard: "Don't show that kind of
Can I not let go of the expression of hatred for steel? I'm just worried that if we meet Yuan Shao, we will be caught back. You're okay, you are a young prince after all, and you may be able to eat and drink well in the future
The hereditary king of Runan, but I am not the young lady of the Liu Mansion. It would be terrible if I were caught and burned to death as a monster."
Liu Miao'er said with concern. Naturally, she felt worried when she thought about these things, but she did not think about the reason for the fear deep in her heart.
Perhaps, she was still escaping, because in the face of her identity, Yuan Shao actually did not give an answer whether to accept or not. She did not want to meet Yuan Shao, and she also did not want Yuan Shao to see her and ask her to
His princess was returned to her.
In that case, she might not even have the last trace of good memories!
But can we just let go of the Oiran Festival? Say goodbye to the big brothers we have made friends with? Of course we can't, so after the two of them spent New Year's Eve watching the snow and fireworks, Liu Miaoer decided to take Yue Jing with her.
Go to the oiran convention.
Anyway, her life basically has no hope. Apart from watching the snow with Yue Jing last night, Liu Miaoer selectively did not remember everything. When she woke up in the morning, the snow was still falling, and Xiao Shuang brought in a man's fox fur scarf.
It was said that the master ordered the madam and the young master to pay attention to safety outside.
No need to think about it, Yuan Sheng already knew everything. Liu Miao'er did not refuse his kindness. She put on men's clothes and put on the warm fox scarf and left with Xiao Shuang and Xiao Xue. Before leaving, she asked the two maids
Whether they knew kung fu or not, both of them nodded.
As long as she knows kung fu, even if she encounters any situation and can't win, can't she still run away?
Sitting on the carriage, Liu Miao'er rushed to the front line of the Oiran Convention with excitement. Yue Jing didn't sleep well last night and now she fell asleep in Liu Miao'er's arms. He was also wrapped in a small fox skin.
Yuan Sheng sent someone to deliver the outer robe this morning. Even in such a cold winter, I didn't feel the cold at all. In my dream, I was still thinking about how I could feed myself directly.
In Daxia, there is an unwritten rule that men have men's festivals. The Houyi Conference at the beginning of summer and the poetry competition at the beginning of autumn are to show off men's martial prowess and literary talent. And women also have women's festivals. At the beginning of the new year,
This day on January 1 is called Snow Girl Day, which is a festival for women in the Great Xia. Together with the Three Hundred Flowers Festival in March and the Qixi Festival, it is called the Women’s Three Festivals. During these three days, women can go out of the deep houses and courtyards and gather in groups.
, apply makeup and eyebrows, wear a ring around it, and go where you want to go.
Although Snow Girl Day is not as lively and lively as Hundred Flowers Day and Qiqiao Festival, Qincheng’s annual Snow Girl Day Oiran Competition makes this day more exciting. In Qincheng, as long as the Oiran can win the Oiran Competition, the day will become more exciting.
Women can enter the palace to meet the emperor and make three requests to the emperor. As long as they are reasonable and reasonable, the emperor will generally not refuse. Because of this, there are countless people participating like crucian carp crossing the river, and half of them are holding hands.
The beautiful long-cherished wish of "Once you show your face in front of the king, from now on the branch will become a phoenix".
Liu Miao'er got this news from Xiaoxue and Xiaoshuang. Seeing that the two maids were vaguely excited about today's special day, she had to look forward to it.
As for those unpleasant things, she just let them go.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no intention of stopping. The snow on the streets was very thick, so the coachman did not dare to drive the carriage too fast. Liu Miaoer opened the curtain and saw the bluestone of Qincheng.
The carriages going back and forth on the avenue were very lively. Some girls from common people were also wrapped in thick cotton robes, chatting and laughing in groups, heading towards the oiran convention.
Liu Miao'er spit out a mouthful of white mist and looked at the little beauty and the woman's oil-walled car coming and going, but suddenly in a oil-walled car, she saw a pair of exquisite and charming foxy eyes, as well as the shock in the eyes.
Begonia!
Liu Miao'er looked over, but the oil truck accelerated towards Mingzi Lake outside the city. Liu Miao'er stuck her head out to take another look, but couldn't see anything.
Isn't Haitang also from Yuan Sheng? Why does she look so surprised, as if she never knew I would appear here?
Liu Miao'er was surprised and wanted to ask for more information, but looking at the direction of the oil truck, it must be Mingzi Lake, so she was not in a hurry to chase after it. Haitang, a woman with a naturally foxy face, could easily
Perhaps it would be even worse to rush after her after recognizing her.
Therefore, Liu Miaoer was not worried and closed her eyes to rest.
The cold air on Mingzi Lake is hazy, but for some strange reasons, Mingzi Lake never freezes, so even in the dead of winter, people in Qincheng can still go boating on Mingzi Lake. In the middle of Mingzi Lake, there is a small island full of green bamboos
It was named "Myoko Island" according to local conditions and has always been managed by officials. This time, the Oiran Convention was held at the Cuizhu Hall on Myoko Island.
A cold air began to evaporate from the surface of Mingzi Lake, and a small painting boat slowly set off from the shore and sailed towards Mingzi Island.
The painting boat is not eye-catching, it is just a small room on the boat, but there are two people who are making wine to ward off the cold. One of them has a brocade hat and a mink fur, a ribbon and a sword. They are tall and brave. They are leaning on the small table in front of them.
He was slightly drunk from the aroma of wine; while the other one had thin lips and phoenix eyes, and a cold face. He was dressed in a white fox fur robe, which made his moon-like face look even colder. He lifted the small pot of wine with his pale and slender fingers,
He poured himself a small glass of wine and put it into his mouth. His eyes were slightly closed, and in the rich aroma of osmanthus wine, he seemed to see the laurel tree blooming in front of the window, and then a woman opened the window and stretched out her white and tender hands.
He unceremoniously grabbed a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand, then put it in his mouth to taste.
"Bah! It's so bitter! This cinnamon is fragrant, but you can't make osmanthus cake like Qiu Gui. It's a waste of natural resources!"
The woman roughly threw the remaining flowers out of the window and looked at the laurel under the window with a look of regret. Then she didn't know what she thought of. She turned around and faced him with a most flattering smile.
.
"Yuan Shao, I want to take Linglongji's Shuiyun Cream."
"Didn't you just eat it the day before yesterday?" He smiled incredulously, but reached out his hand to wipe away the remaining osmanthus powder from the corner of her mouth.
"Oh, at that time, all the food was eaten by this kid in my belly. How could I still have a share? Yuan Shao, you will be able to go to court tomorrow, so you can go and buy it. If you don't go, then
Should I buy it myself?"
After all, she just wanted to go out. He could naturally see what she was thinking, but after looking at her belly, he nodded and said with a smile: "If you want to eat, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."
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"Ah? Oh..."
There was inevitable disappointment on his face, and he could only smile helplessly. At the end of his smile, he saw her standing suddenly walking out of the door, looking back with a smile, and said to him: "Yuan Shao, the child is mine.
, I took it away!”
Then he saw her standing in the phantom of swaying firelight, with a pair of smart eyes with a panicked expression. Then she gritted her teeth, and her eyes gradually darkened. There was no longer a beating firelight in her eyes, but only a flash of light.
She was firm and decisive. Then it started to snow, and a man in red took her away on the snow. He stood in the depths of light and shadow, watching an arrow shoot out and pierce the chest of the man in red, and then he was thankful for her.
Although she was not hurt, she was looking at the man in red with panic and emptiness in her eyes.
She had never shown that kind of expression, that kind of expression where everything was lost after seeing the result. He saw the man in red smiling, smiling brightly at the little woman who belonged to him in the dark night, and then she cried.
, there was no sound, just tears that kept flowing, and the tears that were shed were all for the man in red.
He flew up, but the man in red suddenly used his killing move. A cloud of red poisonous mist rushed towards his face, but he did not avoid it. He rushed through the red mist, only to find that the man and his little woman had already disappeared.
In the wind and snow, he fell down and could not catch up. Because he did not avoid it, the poison in the red mist made him lie in bed for seven days.
Then when he woke up seven days later, he sealed off Jinyuan and Zuiyuan, and then moved into Tianyue Pavilion alone. But a few days ago, he heard that someone saw a woman in Qincheng, saying that she was pregnant.
He was holding a child in his arms and was choosing clothes for the child. Because there were not many women in Daxia who knew how to make clothes for children, the person who saw him knew it very well. But when he went to the store to inquire, the shopkeeper said
The child was only one month old, and all their custom-made clothes were taken away and I don’t know where they went.
The shopkeeper said that the two maids who followed her called her Madam!
The child was born! One month old. And is she with the man in red?
But is that person really Yue Rugou?
The wine glass in his hand trembled slightly, and with a little force, the wine glass shattered, and the warm osmanthus wine spilled out, surprising the man opposite him.
"Yuan Shao, if your heart turns into a demon, you can't recover from it!" The man opposite sat up straight, looked at his livid face, and said in a stern tone, "You came to the oiran party, didn't you just know that you would meet that person?
What?"
Yuan Shao didn't speak, he just raised his eyes, his expression already calm: "Whether it is possible, you will know if you try it. Please tell me why you will come."
He would not admit what he was thinking, he was still the aloof king, a figure like Leng Yue, but Yingqi smiled and did not answer.
He came just because, like Yuan Shao, he believed that the woman would not miss the opportunity to join in the fun. Looking up, Mingzi Island was still a small black dot in the sight.
The turbulent white snow blocked his sight, just like when he was at the border, the snow was flying, and he was riding horses and riding in the snowfield, doing whatever he wanted. He didn't care about money, he didn't care about beauties, he only cared about the war at the border, and that
Heng Dao Li Ma's narrow life. He has always adhered to the