The room was dimly lit, with beams of sunlight shining in through the gaps in the window lattice.《》
Su Qianqian, wearing a red dress, sat in front of the table. She looked quietly at the twenty-year-old face in the mirror.
The conditions on the mountain are difficult and the layout of the room is also very simple.
A wool felt blanket is spread on the standard earthen kang in the north. Although the weather in the north is cold, the felt blanket is still warm when it is thrown on the earthen kang.
There are several sets of brightly colored quilts stacked neatly on the bed, and the quilts are actually made from Jiangning's embroidery, with several lifelike mandarin ducks embroidered on them. On the windowsill where the sun shines, there are several wooden sculptures placed on the windowsill.
Small objects. If you look carefully, you will see that they are little people wearing clothes. They are either smiling, crying, having picturesque eyebrows, or laughing. They have different shapes and are lifelike.
Under the kang, there are several purple cabinets. Next to the cabinets, there is a yellow pear wood dressing table.
This dressing table was snatched from the hands of a big mover who passed down the mountain last year. Su Wenzheng, who snatched the dressing table back at that time, sent a dozen people to move the dressing table up the mountain with all their efforts.
Then he gave it to Su Qianqian like a treasure.
At that time, Su Qianqian couldn't hide the joy in her eyes after seeing the dressing table.
However, he refused to show any timidity in front of Su Wenzheng. After biting his lips, he said lightly, "Let's move in."
Therefore, this dressing table became Su Qianqian's favorite thing in Yunshan.
Every day, Su Qianqian could not help but blush while sitting in front of the dressing table and looking at her beautiful face in the mirror.
Outside, she is the famous red lady in Yunshan. She leads the people in the mountain, responds to every call, and robs homes and houses. The scenery is endless.
But only in my own boudoir...
Only then could she let go of everything about the red lady outside, and look at her increasingly mature face with a hint of shyness.
She is still an unmarried little girl named Yunying!
Looking at herself in the mirror, she doesn't know why, but she always blushes. She always unconsciously thinks that if there is someone standing behind her, combing her black hair, and then applying it on her shoulders,
Whispering in the ear.
If this is really the case, this home may be warmer.
As for who is the person who can dress himself up...
Su Qianqian bit her lip and lowered her head, with a flash of sadness in her eyes. ("")
I heard that he is now a high official in the imperial court.
Then, a touch of sadness enveloped the woman's heart.
Sometimes, she would wonder to herself: Will there be any results if she keeps waiting like this?
Maybe that person already has three wives and four concubines, has a successful career, and has long forgotten about her. Should I imitate the sisters in the village, and when they see a handsome husband, grab a handsome husband and spend the rest of their lives?
However, whenever she thinks about this matter, Su Qianqian will be very scared. Sometimes she will be so scared that she can't sleep all night because of this thought.
She was afraid that she had really become a bandit. She had become a complete bandit from the inside out. Every day, she said vulgar words, knew no etiquette, no shame, drank heavily, and ate meat. It was like being drunk.
It's the same as before, living a lawless life without knowing what tomorrow will bring.
After all, although I have lived in the north for many years.
But deep down, I am still the quiet little girl in Jiangning, beside the Qinhuai River, with her maid.
What I yearn for in my heart is to share the story of the talented man and the beautiful lady playing the piano in front of the flowers and under the moon.
And the good woman in her heart should be like that. A husband and wife who care about each other and teach their children, and a husband and wife who love each other.
As she thought about it, Su Qianqian's heart became brighter and brighter, and she couldn't sleep anymore.
The moonlight shines on the golden window lattice, shining on the woman's skin as white and tender as a lotus root, reflecting a faint fluorescence.
The cicadas chirped continuously outside, crisp and sweet. The woman who couldn't sleep gently lifted the quilt and looked at the exquisite and graceful body under the moonlight.
After watching like this for a while, Su Qianqian didn't know what she thought of. Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment, she covered her face and said: It's really embarrassing.
I tossed and turned all night, having trouble falling asleep. It wasn't until midnight that I fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when I went out with panda eyes, the people in the village couldn't help but feel distressed by the weak look on my face.
Sometimes, sisters will tentatively ask themselves, is there anyone they like?
Whenever this happened, Su Qianqian would blush. ("") Then she mustered up the courage to exaggerate the image of the scholar in her heart. With a satisfied smile on her pretty face, she said, "He is a scholar and a talented person from Jiangning."
My husband-in-law is very powerful!
Su Qianqian blushed for a moment, and then said with a firm tone.
However, the sisters' eyes were still cunning. And as the days went by, the sisters' eyes gradually turned into sympathy and pity.
Oh, maybe they think they are crazy!
A madman trapped in a dream and unable to extricate himself.
Later, Su Qianqian stopped confiding her feelings to others. Except for occasionally feeling sad secretly at night, there was nothing else.
Two years passed in a flash like a white horse passing by.
In the past two years, as life in the village has become more and more difficult, so have the lives of the villagers.
As the head of Qingfeng Village, the red lady naturally has to take responsibility.
On the one hand, we must find a way out for the mountain people, and on the other hand, we must avoid the attacks of the Turks.
I work hard every day and think about the future of Shanzhai.
As a result, there is very little time left for yourself.
Occasionally in the dead of night, she would think of the scene in her mind. But after seeing the account book in front of her, she would sigh softly and continue working.
I wonder if he knows that he is working so hard here?
perhaps……
Huh, maybe I don’t know.
It is said that he has got married in Tokyo, and that lucky woman is the emperor's most beloved Princess Ankang. It is estimated that at this time, he is the soft jade Wenxiang, and when he is in love with his concubine, there will still remember him as a mountain girl.
thief.
After so much comfort, my heart became more and more miserable.
Under the dim light, the woman looked at the account book with wandering eyes. Unknowingly, bitter tears fell down and fell on the account book, moistening the thin paper.
Suddenly, I saw that my tears had wetted the account book, and the several entries in the account book were blurred.
Su Qianqian, who was panicking, quickly reached out to wipe it.
However, the more I rub it, the darker it gets.
After a while, the page of paper was already completely black.
Su Qianqian stared blankly at the black paper, curled her lips, and shed tears.
Even you bully me!
I couldn't hide my sadness in my heart, and my delicate body lay on the mountain, trembling violently, and sobbing.
Outside the room, the moonlight was shining, cold and indifferent.
Su Wen, who was squatting outside the door, heard his sister's voice almost choked with tears in the room. The look on his face kept flickering. Finally, he raised his leg and glanced at the bright moon in the sky, then turned his head to look at the dimly lit room.
window, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and walked down the mountain.
I heard that the imperial army has arrived in Dingxiang and will soon reach the foot of Yunshan Mountain.
perhaps……
This is an opportunity!
The night wind was cold and it hurt my face.
Su Wenzheng took several brothers from the mountains and walked down to Qingfeng Village without hesitation.
At that time, the moonlight filled the hillside, a solemn silver color.
…
Before I knew it, it was almost dusk.
The light in the room dimmed, and the sunset glowed red on the window lattice.
It adds a touch of bright red color to the entire slightly dark room.
Su Qianqian sat on the dressing table, unable to calm down. She couldn't help but feel uneasy several times, and almost got up and walked out, closing the door.
Especially when she heard her door being slammed shut, she became even more restless.
Gradually, there was a sound of breathing in the room.
Although this is the second time I heard it, it is very familiar.
Moreover, listening to the calm breathing, Su Qianqian's disturbed heart seemed to be affected by some kind of magic power, and gradually calmed down.
Through the mirror, Su Qianqian saw the scholar standing at the door with a calm smile on his face.
At this time, he looked at himself quietly with an apologetic smile in his eyes.
The worn cotton robe on the body looks a bit plain, but it is very clean and exudes a faint scent of soap locust. It makes people feel peaceful.
In the mirror, that stunning face, unknowingly, a blush appeared on her cheeks,
Su Qianqian lowered her head, biting her lips, and for some reason, tears flowed down uncontrollably.
Sniffling her small nose, Su Qianqian raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face. She suppressed the panic in her heart. She stood up quickly, not daring to look back, but said with a trembling voice: "You, sit down.
,I, I’ll make tea for you!”
Just as he was about to stand up, the scholar behind him walked over.
He reached out and placed his hands on his shoulders firmly and firmly.
It’s really warm!
Su Qianqian's pretty face was flushed, and she sat there, not daring to move.
Looking at the shy and anxious woman in the mirror, Lu Heng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the woman's cloud-like hair. He reached into his arms with one hand and took out a golden fork.
Then he inserted it gently into the woman's hair. Then, after looking at it quietly, Lu Heng smiled slightly and said lightly: "The red candles were stopped in the bridal chamber last night, and I will pay homage to my aunt in front of the Xiaotang. After putting on makeup, I asked in a low voice
Husband-in-law, your eyebrows are as dark as they are?"
“It’s really beautiful!”
Lu Heng smiled, looked at the blushing woman in the mirror, and admired her heartily.
A poem rings in my ears like a dream.
The pure sweet fragrance gradually penetrates into the mind.
My ears are still recalling the magnetic and warm voice of the scholar just now.
Su Qianqian looked at the scene that only appeared in her dreams. Her heart was filled with joy. She stretched out her little hands to cover her pretty face, lowered her head, and cried loudly.
Behind him, Lu Heng saw the woman crying so sadly, and felt quite guilty. He reached out and hugged the woman's shoulders. He sighed and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
The woman, who was covering her face and crying, trembled violently after hearing these words.
He turned around, threw himself into Lu Heng's arms, and cried bitterly: "How sad I have been all these years! Do you know, oh, oh, you cruel person!"