She lay on the soft couch, while the ink was still wet, she swept the pen and wrote on the paper, and wrote a paragraph for a while. Before writing for a while, she felt a little sleepy. Maybe she was tired these days. , feeling tired.
She was drowsy, so she quietly fell asleep on the pillow. Her sleeping posture was like that of a suckling pig. The white jade pen in her hand was still there, and the book beside her was half pressed by her.
The men and women in the courtyard were all too busy arranging things and had no time to pay attention to her. Only one of them ran over to look at her, then retired and dismissed the person waiting at the door, covered her with a thick quilt, and found a quiet place.
While feeding in the afternoon, she felt a little cold, and her left calf was numb. After a long time, she was awakened by a sudden soreness.
In the haze, through the purple smoke in the furnace in front of her, she could vaguely make out a tall man sitting next to her. She was awakened subconsciously and rubbed her eyes before she could see clearly.
It turned out that Wanyan Yongzheng was sitting quietly next to her, looking at the words she had just written.
She raised her head in panic and immediately rolled the word Zhang back behind her and said, "Why is my cousin here?"
Seeing how naive she was, he brushed the broken hair on her forehead and said, "This is the palace of the lonely king. Why can't the lonely king come?"
"What you just wrote was what you were thinking?"
She raised her head and glanced at him twice, then lowered her head and pretended to be fine: "What did my brother say? It was just writing casually."
"The lonely king seems to be serious! 'You asked Cang Shao, who do you want? Man Tinghui, the neighbor of Dongfu...'"
He thought with a more speculative tone: "The lonely king was thinking, the east of the city is full of princes' mansions, how come this place is so beautiful in winter? Is it really full of flowers, or..."
"Qingya, are you elated?"
He was really smart, and he could see through the mystery of her words at a glance, which made her so embarrassed that she had no choice but to roll off the couch, tiptoe to the table and pour him a cup of tea in person.
"Cousin, you must be tired. Come and have a drink of water! My sister just wrote a few words casually, with no other intention. "
He kept staring at her evasive eyes and waited for a while before taking the tea in her hand and putting it to his lips to dip it in. Then he suddenly put the cup down and pulled her to sit on his lap.
In panic, she stopped her with both hands: "Cousin, don't do this, don't do this! There are differences between men and women."
She kept struggling with her hands, trying hard to stand up, but his broad palms pinched both of her wrists. No matter how she tried to break free, she was powerless.
"Your Majesty, it is disrespectful for me to do this to the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers."
He got close to her clothes, put his arms around her waist, and looked at her frowning little eyebrows and said: "Qingya, the lonely king heard that his uncle talked about you and brother Wang, but the lonely king wants to hear what you have to say. ! Do you love the lonely king or brother Wang?"
When he asked like this, she suddenly felt baffled. She had never really said such sensitive words to anyone since she was a child, and now that he asked her to answer, she really couldn't say a word.
"Tell the truth, tell the truth, the lonely king wants to hear it!"
She held her breath, as if her ears and heart were stuck together. Her heart was burning, and her face was burning even more.
"Why didn't you answer? Then you said it!"
She sat on his legs, feeling extremely uncomfortable, she clasped her hands tightly, looked down at the bright window opposite, and said firmly: "I have never said these words about love or dislike to my brother!"
"Then you are Brother Ai Wang?"
"yes!"
Just this word, her eyes were so firm, and her two watery eyes were like the stars and the moon in the fixed chen.
He was a little angry in his heart: "Qingya, do you and I really want to reach such a situation?"
"Your Majesty... please calm down..."
She was about to get up, but he held her down again: "I don't want to calm down, I want to hear you say that you are pretending to be me."
"I... can't do it!" She gritted her teeth.
"Please, Your Majesty, please grant me your permission!"
He squeezed her wrist tighter and asked, "What do you want to accomplish? You and Brother Wang?"
He was still gentle, like talking to ordinary people: "You have promised me since you were a child, and now you have entered my mansion. Why should I make everything possible for you and him?"
"Promise you? I belong to myself, not to anyone else, and I am not destined to be yours at birth, so my brother wants to force me away? I want to pursue my own life."
"Then think about it! I won't let you go. Why should the one I love give up so easily?"
When she heard this, she gave up and said: "You don't love me, it's just a temporary heartbeat. It's human nature to act on a whim, but the choice is based on human reason."
"I am very sensible, clear-headed, and elegant. Don't think about unrealistic things."
"My heart is like a rock and my body is like a pampas grass!"
King Yong suddenly shook his head and his expression was even more indescribable: "Are you afraid that you have read too many ancient books and have to do such a terrible thing?"
"What's the big deal? Only my brother is allowed to have feelings, but I am not allowed to have feelings. My brother and I are both human beings, and I am not a stone person."
He only felt that the girl in front of him was getting more and more outrageous, so he frowned even more tightly: "You are full of nonsense, both public and private. I can't let you take advantage of your youth and ignorance to do something wrong. Wan Yanliang is not someone to be trifled with."
"I……"
He lowered his tone: "Just listen to what I have to say first."
"You are only ten years old now, and you really don't understand the love between children. I am afraid that you will make a mistake in your errand and hurt yourself. I think of you who have been swaying beside me since you were a child. When you grow up, I really don’t want you to be deceived at this innocent age.”
"Being a couple is not only about liking and loving, but also about living and being practical. Can you guarantee that someone with a personality like Wan Yanliang will always treat you well and pamper you?"
When it came to this, she didn't have any confidence to answer. She pursed her lips and thought about something alone. Seeing that she was silent, he continued to speak.
"Really? You are not sure yourself, and you also know in your heart who Wan Yanliang is!"
"Qingya!" He suddenly pulled her arms over her, his eyes sparkling with awe.
He looked at her little face that was red from the cold, and touched her willow-leaf-like eyebrows with his hands: "Qingya, you said it yourself! It's human nature to be tempted, but you really have to be rational when choosing. , a girl's life-long affairs should not be taken lightly. Even if you like him, you have to take the time to see what kind of person he is. If you don't understand, how can we be husband and wife? "
"You can also try to really take a look. Is Wan Yanliang as graceful and gentle as you thought, or is he as gentle as you thought, with a gentle attitude and outstanding talent and appearance?"
She raised her eyes and saw that his eyes were calm. Then she nodded: "I understand, and I will take a closer look in the future."
He seemed to think she was too stupid, and he felt some affection for her. He looked down at the marks on her palms made by the board, and felt a faint pain in his heart. He got close to her body and put her soft hands on his. in mind.
"Qingya, I promise, I will be the person behind you! Be your support."
She lowered her head and didn't look at the gentleness of his brows, only staring at her hands.
At this time, Liang Xiyi walked in with her pipa in her hands. She was in the inner room behind the screen. When she saw the two of them getting so close, she turned around and hurriedly walked around the screen and went out.
Her cheeks turned red and she bowed her head: "Your Majesty, Miss, it was the humble minister who offended me!"
At this time, Qing Ya in the room blushed, and she quickly broke away from Wan Yanyong's hands and stood in front of him: "Your Majesty, my servant is offended. A man and a woman are alone in the same room. It is really embarrassing. I hope your Majesty will respect the etiquette."
He was also a steady person, and felt that what he said made sense, so he stood up lightly, walked to her side, lowered his head and looked at her: "Okay! The lonely king knows."
He looked at the finely decorated room again, looked at the rouge and gouache on the dressing table, picked up the gold hairpin that Xiu Yin said was a tribute from the Xixia Kingdom, came to her side and inserted the two hairpins into her hair carefully. , a bun on the left and right sides of the head.
He straightened the hanging tassels with his own hands and looked her over: "Well, you look good with the gold hairpin. Normally, when I look at you, the most gorgeous thing is that you have a head full of light jade and plain hair. With this gold hairpin, you look beautiful." You are so graceful, you really look like the head of a married woman."
She sat back a little, touched the hanging gem beads, and then walked to the bronze mirror to look at herself. The woman in the bronze mirror has white skin and red lips. After wearing two hairpins, her whole person is completely different. She has erased the simplicity and small family style of the past and added a lot of noble style.
She pursed her lips and swayed slightly from side to side. It was really pleasing to the eye and she felt happy in her heart.
Seeing her cute appearance, Wan Yanyong sat down in front of Xiao An and drank tea: "Do you like it? The lonely king only gave this hairpin to you and the imperial concubine."
"Thank you, cousin!" She looked at her beautiful self in the mirror, beaming with joy, and slowly walked up to him and lowered her head to thank him.
"Hey, it's just a small thing. If you like it, there are many Zhenchen treasures in the palace's warehouse. You can take them away at will."
After hearing this, she felt happy, but she saw that she was wearing a dress that did not match the hairpin, so she took two steps back, walked to the dressing table, sat down, and gently pulled out the two strands of hairpin.
"Hey, what are you doing taking it off? It looks great on it?" He placed the cup gently, then walked and stood behind her.
"Do you not like it?"
She looked at the hairpin gently, then raised her head and said, "I like it, but..."
She plucked the pearls hanging from the hairpin and said, "I was just thinking about the plain clothes I wore today. How can such clothes match such a hairpin? I thought, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will Change into something nice and wear it, otherwise it will just be a rag embroidered with peonies."
"Cousin, do you think so?"
After hearing this, he felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded quietly, then stared blankly at her and him in the mirror, and couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.
