"It stands to reason that you should go and take a look."
Xiao Yu saw that Lu Yuan was impatient, so she put aside the copper bowl with a red bird ring that contained the mixed facial fat, took off a long-ironed purple silk longevity embroidered silk robe from the clothes rail next to her, and served him. Lu Yuan put it on.
The deep skirt with curved train is very particular to wear. You need to rotate the fat hem around the waist many times, tie it with a belt, then tie it with a large belt, and finally tie it with a decorative leather belt.
Overlapping and entangled, the hem of the dark coat tightly wraps the body. The whole body is thin and narrow, long enough to drag on the floor, and the feet are not exposed. Even the steps are not large. They are restrained and restrained, very much like living in the world. Everyone in the four directions circled by the palace wall.
Xiao Yu skillfully wrapped her robe tightly and meticulously, and kept mumbling,
"Zhao Ji's status is completely different now. Although she is not pregnant, she is still the emperor's person after all. It is absolutely inconvenient for the king to visit and make arrangements.
Therefore, from now on, it will be you who will be responsible for Zhao Ji's food and clothing needs. "
"Oh, I see."
Lu Yuan nodded obediently, feeling a little unsure in his heart. He didn't know what to say if he ran over rashly later.
Xiao Yu took a few steps back, admiring her craftsmanship with satisfaction, then took out a pair of four-butterfly silver walking sticks with pearls in them, and carefully inserted them into Lu Yuan's temples.
"Okay, how beautiful it is."
She smiled and said,
"You are in your prime of youth, and you don't look too old-fashioned in purple. You just look solemn and simple."
At that time, Bu Yao was still a rare and precious item, and it had important etiquette functions. Not just any concubine in the harem was qualified to wear it.
A woman who wears a step-walker must be gentle and demure, and every move must be just right. If it is too quiet, Bu Yao will remain motionless and lose its charming posture; if it is too mobile, Bu Yao will jingle and bump around, looking wanton.
Only when every gesture is perfectly executed can the steps be swaying and move people's hearts.
Lu Yuan walked out of the dormitory with a swaying hairpin and a curved train. He could only walk out of the dormitory with dignified steps.
Somehow, wrapped in silk and satin and embroidered with brilliance, she suddenly recalled the dashing figure of Zhao Ji dancing with her swords during the palace banquet, and the embroidered golden white crane fluttering on her skirt.
Lu Yuangang took a few steps and heard Xiao Yu hurrying up behind him.
"I'd better go with you.
When we went there several times before, Zhao Jian was very respectful and courteous.
However, it has always been a custom for women in Zhao land to cling to powerful people. Zhao Ji must be extremely disappointed when she failed to conceive a dragon seed this time.
When people are agitated, they can speak without restraint. Don't offend the nobles again. "
Xiao Yu loyally protected the Lord, treating her like an innocent child and explaining the truth carefully.
Lu Yuan hummed, and couldn't help but curse in his heart:
That's not necessarily the case. On the day my father returned to Luan, he said in public that he would not take Zhao Ji back to Luoyang. At that time, I paid special attention to Zhao Ji's expression. It didn't look like she was disappointed.
***
When Lu Yuanyi and others arrived, Zhao Ji was not in the palace. The palace attendants in other courtyards were about to call out, but they heard waves of women's low-pitched cheers coming from the courtyard behind the palace.
She was very curious, so she ordered everyone to stay where they were, and she quietly sneaked into the courtyard.
It was cold, so she pulled the fox fur scarf tighter.
In the past month, she had visited the other courtyard several times and was familiar with the road. But as soon as she turned the corner of the courtyard, she was shocked by the sight in front of her.
At one end of the courtyard, there was a small stack of straw standing upright. A small piece of red cloth was sewn on the top of the stack, like a bull's-eye, with a few small silver daggers stuck on it.
Zhao Ji's black hair was still tied into a tight bun, and she only wore a white chān turban that could not distinguish between male and female, and a loose robe with big sleeves.
She stood at the other end of the courtyard, more than two feet away from the target, holding a dagger in her hand. There were a bunch of palace people behind her, everyone looking forward to it.
What's even more surprising is that Zhao Ji's eyes were covered with a white silk handkerchief. Apparently, she was shooting flying knives blindly.
The sharp-eyed palace servants saw Lu Yuan and were about to greet him. She waved her hands repeatedly, but did not dare to show her anger and just stood aside and watched with bated breath.
There was only a "swish" sound, and the last dagger shot out of the air, penetrated the cold wind, and stabbed firmly into the center of the red cloth.
After all, Lu Yuan was a girl at heart and couldn't help but clap and cheer.
"What a great skill!"
***
Zhao Ji hurriedly pulled off the silk handkerchief. Seeing that the queen was coming, she hurriedly saluted and hurriedly welcomed her into the palace.
Stepping into the hall, Lu Yuan sat down on the hot bed. Any worries and concerns had long been diluted by curiosity, and he said in surprise,
"I thought the sword dance was just about showing off your skills, but I didn't expect you to be so handsome.
Why have I never seen you practice? "
Zhao Ji wiped the sweat from her forehead, poured a cup of hot koumiss for the queen with her own hands, added a few more teaspoons of honey, stirred it up and handed it to her, then said with a smile,
"I practiced occasionally in the past, but I didn't dare to unleash it for fear of being too shocking.
Since moving here, this is the first time Fang Fang has acted out.
Who would have thought that you were here? You weren't scared, were you? "
"Too,"
Lu Yuan sipped the hot horse milk wine, and the aroma of wine and honey filled the room.
"You're practicing now, so you don't have to worry about hurting your fetus -"
As soon as she spoke, she felt something was wrong, so she stopped talking.
"It doesn't matter, that's exactly what I think.
I have been bored in the other courtyard for nearly a month. From today on, I can finally live without restraint. "
Zhao Ji said every word, looking extremely serious.
When you listen carefully, you can notice that the cadence of her accent is different from ordinary people, and her speech is also slow, but there seems to be a fire in her big slanting eyes that has been rekindled.
Lu Yuan felt that the matter had come to this, and at least he needed some gentle words of comfort.
"Don't be impatient. My father loves beauties the most. Maybe he will have a decree to take you to Luoyang in a while."
"I don't dare to hope for anything, and I don't expect to enter the palace."
The two sat in silence for a while. Lu Yuan looked at Zhao Ji's crystal clear face and was impressed by her calm demeanor. He asked silently in his heart:
"How are you doing?
If my father really forgets you, will you be trapped in a small courtyard for the rest of your life? "
***
Zhao Ji seemed to have understood her thoughts and said with a smile,
"Thanks to His Majesty, I have this elegant villa, fine clothes and fine food, and I am very satisfied."
In order to avoid suspicion, King Zhao would never step foot into another courtyard in his life. She was not particularly friendly with other concubines in the palace, so she would not have many visitors.
"You belong to my father, I am the eldest princess, and I am Queen Zhao, so there is no need to avoid suspicion.
I can come to see you often, both emotionally and rationally. "
Lu Yuan lowered his head and thought for a while, then said,
"I usually feel so bored, can you teach me the Kung Fu just now?"
"Absolutely not!"
Zhao Ji raised her thick eyebrows, her white face full of surprise.
"The sword has no eyes, it's just a child's skill that was practiced since childhood. It's too dangerous for you.
If something unexpected happens, how can I bear it? "
"Then I will learn sword dancing."
"The sword of Daowu is also a sharp blade. With your body of a thousand gold, you can't do it."
"Then, let me learn archery? You must know archery, right?"
"It's hard work in archery. If your delicate hands are covered with calluses, it won't look good."
"What's the harm?
When I was in my hometown, I often helped my mother with farm work. Who was born to be a princess? "
"Well, I will teach you the art of archery. When the time comes when you can no longer endure the hardship, don't go to your mother crying."
