Chapter 367: Gongsuo Bead Curtains, Do You Have Tickets?)
Outside the window, the wind is blowing and the rain is falling, green shadows are falling, and residual red is all over the ground.
The wind brought rain and hit the windows, leaving traces like my daughter's tears that cannot be wiped away.
In the room, the scent of incense lingers, making people feel calm.
However, Princess Ankang, who was sitting in front of the window, holding her cheeks in her hands, looking at the windy, foggy and rainy scene outside, her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness.
The wind blew by, and the wind chimes hanging with raindrops tinkled under the eaves. The sound echoed in the rain and mist, and disappeared within a moment.
"Hey!" Princess Ankang sighed softly after staring at it for a long time.
He lowered his head and looked at the many brightly colored small porcelain bottles placed on the table, his eyes hesitant and sad.
"To give it away or not!" Princess Ankang held the small porcelain vase in her hand, feeling extremely torn in her heart.
In this small porcelain bottle is the healing medicine that she had the royal doctor painstakingly prepare. It has a very good effect on trauma and skin bruises.
However, it has been seven or eight days, and Princess Ankang has been hesitating whether to use this small porcelain vase as a gift to visit the scholar and test his tone to see if he is still angry.
However, when she thought of the scholar's claws that scratched and scratched her chest that day, Princess Ankang felt that the scholar's beating was purely due to herself.
To this day, every time she recalls Lu Heng's rude actions on that day, Princess Ankang feels her chest tingle.
Then, she thought of her sharp movements and the scene where the scholar screamed to the end. Princess Ankang smiled, and then said to herself angrily, "You deserve it!"
While hesitating like this, his mind wandered, he heard an urgent call coming from the rain and fog ahead.
Princess Ankang calmed down and put the seven or eight small porcelain bottles into the drawer. Then she stood up and looked out the window.
Among the flowers shrouded in rain and mist, I saw a girl whose skirt was soaked by the rain, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, running at a trot, calling to herself.
In the drizzle, the girl in a pink dress was like a colorful butterfly. In the rain and mist, a dragonfly trotted in the water on the stone road.
The girl ran in all the way, folded her umbrella under the eaves, and saw Her Majesty the Princess standing at the door, wearing a brocade cloak and standing tall like a beautiful begonia flower. The girl said happily: "I've seen you.
,seen!"
"Where is he?" Princess Ankang pretended to be calm, coughed, and asked seriously.
"On the way to the royal study, I happened to meet Mr. Lu!" The girl calmed down her breathing and then said quickly.
"Royal study room?" Princess Ankang smiled when she heard this. She secretly praised in her heart that her father really knows people well.
But then he thought that at this time of year, the courtiers were waiting outside, why did he suddenly run into the imperial study room.
"The father-in-law who led the way said that His Majesty said that Mr. Lu and Mr. Hong do not need to line up and go to the imperial study room first. Your Majesty has important matters to discuss!" the shì girl said with an envious look on her face.
"Oh, even so, that's good." Princess Ankang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. It was raining so hard, and the scholar's body and bones would probably have to freeze for several days if they were exposed to the rain for a while.
When she raised her head, she happened to be smiling and looking at herself. Princess Ankang opened her almond-shaped eyes and said with a guilty conscience: "I'm afraid that he will get sick and delay national affairs!"
"Oh!" The girl was obviously very familiar with Her Highness the Princess, so when she saw Her Highness the Princess glaring at her, she was not very scared. She just nodded as if she understood.
Seeing the girl's obviously disbelieving expression, Princess Ankang acted recklessly and acted arbitrarily.
Waving his hands, he said, "You saw him. Did he say anything to you?"
Although the tone was calm and even a little disdainful, the little hands hidden in the sleeves were full of sweat. The flickering look in her eyes showed how nervous Princess Ankang was.
"No girl shook her head and denied it directly, and then she tried hard to recall the scene just now: "At that time, they left in a hurry, and the slave didn't even say a word!"
"He..." Hearing this, Princess Ankang felt extremely disappointed. She bit her mouth and clenched her fists in her sleeves. She took a deep breath, raised her head, and let the cool wind take her away.
After shedding the tears from her eyes, Princess Ankang turned around and walked towards the house with a cold face.
"Forget it!" Princess Ankang smiled bitterly and said to herself.
"However, he gave this slave a letter." As his mind wavered, the girl's laughter came from behind again.
After hearing this, Princess Ankang stopped immediately. She turned her head and looked at the girl looking at her with a smile. Princess Ankang's pretty face was slightly red, and with a straight face, she said with an angry look: "Well, you Hongxing
, you even dare to tease me, right?"
"My slave, you don't dare!" Hongxing knew enough was enough. Seeing the princess showing off her power, she didn't dare to go too far.
As the saying goes, estrus, oh no, women in love, are often the most difficult to predict. Especially Her Royal Highness, this powerful tigress.
He respectfully took out a very clean and tidy envelope from his arms, stepped forward, and said with joy in his eyes: "Master Lu asked this servant to give this to you!"
The envelope was clean, without a trace of water stains. Looking at Hongxing's half-body that was soaked by the rain, Princess Ankang's eyes were warm, and she stretched out her hand to gently stroke Hongxing's braid.
"Hongxing, take some time and go home and take a look!" Princess Ankang said to Hongxing gently.
As the saying goes, the palace is as deep as the sea, especially in the deep courtyard of the palace. Once the maids enter, it is difficult to come out. Although there are one or two days every year for the relatives of the maids to come in and visit their daughters. But there are also
It's just for one or two days. The rest of the time, the palace ladies can only stay in this deep palace, waiting for the day when the beauty ages and walks out of the palace.
This Hongxing has been following him for seven years. In these seven years, he has never seen Hongxing's family or visited her.
Princess Ankang also found this situation strange. When she asked several times, she saw Hongxing's eyes were red, her head bowed and she was silent.
Princess Ankang was only thinking, could it be that Hongxing's family members are no longer alive?
This time, Princess Ankang once again proposed that Hongxing go home to visit her family. In fact, she saw that Hongxing was old and it was time to get married.
If you marry the son of a courtier and become a concubine and you will be bullied, it is better to marry a commoner who you like and become your wife and live a more comfortable life.
After finishing speaking, Princess Ankang was surprised to find that Hongxing in front of her was actually crying.
"Hongxing, what's going on?" Princess Ankang hurriedly stepped forward to comfort this sister-in-law, and said softly: "If someone is bullying you, tell me who it is, and I will make the decision for you!"
Hongxing shook her head, tears fell like rain, and she sobbed miserably, saying quietly: "Hongxing's mother has passed away long ago, and her father is an alcoholic. He drinks too much every day, and when he is drunk, he beats Hongxing. Finally, the family is poor, and his father
So he sold the red apricot to the brothel. Later, the slave ran out at night and happened to feel the beauty of the palace draftee..."
Outside the window, there was a steady drizzle. The rainwater, like silk threads, fell down from the eaves. It splashed on the steps and filled the air with a faint mist.
The raindrops beat on the wind chimes, making a tinkling sound.
The wind blew, and the rain and mist blew gently. It fell on the flowers, making a rustling sound.
In the room, Hongxing spoke with a faint face, her voice was like crying.
Opposite, Princess Ankang's face was full of grief, anger and hatred.
His pink fists were clenched and his face was frosty, as if he was extremely angry.
"Worse than a beast!" Princess Ankang was furious when she heard that Hongxing's father had sold Hongxing to a brothel for a jug of wine, and she gritted her teeth and cursed.
Looking up, she saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess also had tears in her eyes. Hongxing smiled, like a peach blossom stained with lù, she hugged the princess's arm with her hands, and said with emotion: "Later, I met you.
It’s your turn, princess!”
"The princess treats your slave like a sister. This is your home. I don't want to go anywhere!" Hongxing wiped away her tears and said with a sweet smile.
"You!" Seeing how sensible this girl is, Princess Ankang smiled and shook her head, saying: "That won't work, you have to get married. I can't drag you down!"
"Hehe, then wait until the princess marries Mr. Lu, and it won't be too late for Hongxing to marry again!" Hongxing looked at Princess Ankang firmly and said with a smile.
"Ah, I almost forgot about the business!" Seeing the envelope in Princess Ankang's hand, Hongxing covered her mouth in shock, then pointed at the envelope and said: "Your Highness, look at what Young Master Lu wrote for you!
"
"What are you looking at!" Princess Ankang hid the envelope behind her back, her pretty face blushed slightly, and she said fiercely to Hongxing: "Hurry back and change clothes, don't catch a cold!"
Hearing this, Hongxing joked: "The princess is blushing! Hee hee!"
After that, looking at the shy and angry look in Her Royal Highness the Princess's eyes, Hongxing stuck out her tongue, made a face, and left gracefully.
At this door, there is only Princess Ankang, standing under this wind and rain curtain, acting weird and mysterious!
Princess Ankang held the envelope and muttered.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the envelope gently with bare hands.
When it was opened, it was a piece of flat and clean white paper. On the paper, a very expressive painting was drawn with a soft brush.
The lines are simple and powerful, and a few strokes outline the image of a beautiful woman. Such a painting is enough to reflect the power of the brushstrokes behind the person who painted it.
However, in the painting, a fairy-like woman in a long skirt seems to have a sad and resentful look, sitting alone behind a bead curtain, lowering her head and weeping silently, her eyes dim.
Although it is a small piece of paper, the painting is expressive enough, with unique artistic conception and technique, and is original.
Moreover, on one side of the painting, there is a poem written in small regular script.
The poem says: The beauty rolls up the beaded curtain and sits deeply with her eyebrows furrowed. But when she sees wet traces of tears, she doesn’t know who she hates in her heart!.