Probably for many days, Wanyan Yong never set foot in Hui Wan Garden again. One afternoon, Qingya woke up on the rose chair. She was ravenous with hunger, her cheeks turned white and her lips turned purple. In a daze, I glanced at the bright window and saw the vast white snow outside.
She couldn't help shivering, and retracted her arms into her warm sleeves. The fire in the stove in the hall had been extinguished at some point, and there was still green smoke. The empty hall was cold to the bone.
After her stomach rumbled a few times, it stopped rumbling again, as if her stomach was powerless.
"Girl! Girl!" Cui He walked over with light steps.
"Your Majesty has sent people to bring a lot of food. Please eat some! I'm almost starving when I look at you!"
A kitchen maid behind her brought a lunch box and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "I have been ordered by the king to bring some food to the girl! There are the girl's favorite hot and sour tendons and white meat biscuits, and..."
"No need, Nanny Liu, take it back! Thank the king for me." She answered with a face filled with calmness.
"Girl, please excuse me for talking too much. Your Majesty has already made concessions and given you steps. Why do you have to do this, Miss? Your Majesty is a person who is inferior to one person and is superior to ten thousand people! How can he be interested in you like this? One day The one on both ends brings you food, which shows that he loves you deeply!"
Qingya sneered lightly, then picked up an unfinished plush armband on the desk and carefully embroidered the flowers on it stitch by stitch.
"Please go back now! Please help me, King Bingming. There is no need to send it away again in the future."
"Girl, I watched you grow up, so I listened to my old woman's advice, lower your head! No one in this world except the Holy One dares to overpower the prince, and there is no such thing as a woman surpassing a man!" The old woman said Grandma lifted her bloated body, straightened her chest and raised her head, looking somewhat contemptuous.
After hearing this, she threw the armband into the basket, turned her head and looked at the nanny for a long time.
Those calm and just eyes showed no ripples: "Are you my master now? You are an old man in the house, and I respect you for that reason, but you should also know the seriousness of the matter."
"I made a mistake, but he shouldn't be like this. I'm a girl and I haven't left the government yet. He was so reckless that night. How is it different from forcing a civilian girl?"
She had never felt such anger before. This was the first time that her whispers were filled with determination and tenacity in her bones.
"Okay, mama, you said it yourself, the king is above ten thousand people, but you also understand that the emperor breaks the law and the common people are guilty. As a prince, he must have both ability and political integrity, and set an example for all men in the world. He is the leader. If it doesn't work, what can I do to people far away in the world?" As she spoke, the energy in her chest rose and fell.
"girl……"
"You should be gentle with your words. This time it didn't lead to a big mistake, but I will never say another word to him again. I, Li Qingya, although I am a young child, I am also a lady from a famous family. I have learned some principles since I was a child. If he says something unpleasant, he is breaking the law."
She expressed all the unhappiness in her heart, and after finishing speaking, she slowly sat alone on the chair to calm down her mood. The aura in her chest seemed to be overwhelming, controlling her heart and brain.
As for Aunt Liu, she became even more unhappy after hearing this, but she did not dare to be arrogant. She was independent for a while, then she suddenly turned around and walked away with the lunch box. As she left, she said: "Okay, what you said, sir. I have understood the king verbatim, and I will definitely mention it in my letter to the Dowager Madam!"
"After all, I am the wife's concubine, but the girl is so negligent. I have never seen a girl with such a eccentric temperament. If the girl doesn't listen to advice, just suffer the consequences!" She turned back in front of the door, shaking her head. talked about it.
This grandma is very arrogant. She is the one in charge of the house, so she speaks like this. After hearing this, she didn't say anything. She just shook her fat and broad body and walked out.
After Cuihe saw this situation, he glanced at Qingya with distress. Just looking at her, he collapsed instantly. He lay on the table, clenched his fists, buried his head in his two slender arms and sobbed.
"Girl, don't cry!"
Cui He stroked her long hanging hair and left the sticky hair on her cheek.
"Girl, why are you doing this? Even if you don't eat the food the king has given you, the imperial concubine personally came to bring you the soup. You should at least take a sip! It's all been shared with us."
She raised her head slightly and propped her face on the edge of the table: "I have my own reasons!"
"Hey... I have to suffer for myself!" Cuihe sighed.
"Has the jade ring been repaired?" she asked anxiously.
"Xiyi found the best jade craftsman in the city. The man said it would take some work!"
"Okay! I just hope it can be repaired. This is Yuan Gong's beloved thing, and it's also my... hope. I came too late in his life, but I just hope I won't be a little late in the future."
When she talked about this, she couldn't help but feel sad, as if she suddenly had a headache and eyesight, so she slowly stood up and walked to the bed with her plain skirt, gently stretched her limbs into the quilt, and curled up in the quilt with her head covered.
Cui He sat beside the couch, covered her with a quilt, and then pulled down the bed curtain before leaving lightly.
She waited for her to leave, and took out a letter under the pillow with her hands. She opened it with tears in her eyes, and saw the neat thin Song fonts all over it, and the signature asked "How are you? - Yuan Gong."
This "Yuan Gong", which she has been calling for several years, is Wan Yanliang's name, and it is also her nickname for him. It was given by the eldest prince Wanyan Zongqian when he was still alive, which means Yuan Man's success. These two words are also a nickname for him. Great expectations. For her, every time she mentions these two words, she has to recite them hundreds of times in her heart before she can calm down. From time to time, she thinks, maybe this is the expression of loving someone!
Outside, it had been snowing all day, and there was a thick layer of ice on the steps on the porch. There was a small yellow door holding a wooden tray, and there was cooked soup in the wooden tray. He was walking quickly to Shaoyanxuan. , suddenly slipped and fell upside down.
He threw his hat on the ground and threw off his hat. He even rolled the plate a few times and ran along the ice for a long distance. The scene was actually a bit funny.
The butler Zhang Jiyan, with a cold face and a look of arrogance, was walking past with a few people. He looked at the small yellow door that had rolled up on the ground, then bowed his head to pick up the wooden plate, and it was so light. Beside him, someone helped him up.
"Come on, did you fall somewhere?"
The little Huang disciple showed some respect, quickly picked up the cotton hat and put it on his head, took the wooden plate, bowed respectfully and raised his fists: "Thank you sir, I'm so reckless! This is for Madam Ling. Mrs. Tang, she’s also turned upside down now!”
After he finished speaking, he looked around for traces of the two Yubozi.
I just saw him pressing his shoulder: "It doesn't matter, just go and burn two more! As long as you are fine!"
"My slave is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. It won't be a big deal if I fall. The little one will go and burn Yu Pozi first! I'll leave you."
Xiao Huangmen bowed and retreated, then found two utensils buckled on the ground at the corners of the two corridors, and trotted back again.
He just stepped forward cautiously, lowered his head and looked at the ice paths, and said to the people behind him: "It will snow the heaviest around the winter solstice, so you called people to shovel the ice to avoid A few ladies slipped and fell.”
He directed a few people, and they turned around to call for others. He sat lightly on a chair by the corridor, and suddenly remembered the fight he had with Xiyi here that day.
Thinking of her heroic appearance, he actually felt a little jealous. He looks extremely cold, and with just two pairs of eyes, he can destroy people and gain power, not to mention his attitude towards others. He is straightforward and decisive, with a clear sense of right and wrong. No one dares to approach him, but Xiyi is a Exception, she was never afraid of him.
He blushed alone as he thought about it, then suddenly remembered something, and walked in the direction of Huiwan Garden with long strides.
Nearing Hui Wan Garden, there were two waiting people sweeping the snow at the entrance of the garden. He wanted to find some sympathy, but he couldn't save his dignity, so he paused for a long time next to the red pillar with a medicine bottle in his hand, thinking about it. After a while, he turned back again.
His figure just disappeared in the corner of the corridor, but after a while, he turned around and came back. He stood in front of the red pillar, hesitated, and sat on the corridor for half an hour.
"Hey, it's really freezing today!" Xiyi and two maids were rushing to Huiwan Garden. She held a delicate box in her hand and moved forward with light steps.
When she turned around the corner of the corridor, she saw him. He was sitting alone in the corridor with his legs hanging down, and he was holding a white porcelain bottle with a red stopper in his hand.
When she saw him, she deliberately dodged and immediately turned around and walked back, causing the two little maids behind her to be very puzzled: "Sister Xiyi, where are you going?"
She wanted to hide from him quietly, but the two little maids didn't know it, so they immediately called her loudly, which immediately attracted his attention.
"Thank you!" He stood up and faced her across the fence with his majestic figure.
"What advice do you have, Mr. Supervisor?" She stood under the plum branches in the courtyard and asked with her back turned.
He waved to the two little maids privately, and they bowed and left. From then on, he walked quietly behind her.
The two little hairpins on her head are gone today, replaced by a high bun with a simple agate hairpin. There is also a small hairpin hanging between her ears. There are colorful decorations on the hairpin. Today, the whole person They all dress up a little more maturely.
Seeing her slender figure, he pursed his lips and asked, "It's nothing important, but I just wanted to ask if your arm is feeling better?"
"Supervisor Lao, please remember that this slave will not die!" She became even more disgusted with him.
"I was thinking that your injury was caused by me, and I must have an explanation! Otherwise, I would feel uneasy, so I found a good potion for you!"
After he said that, she turned back to look at him, flicked the two servant girls away, and sneered coldly with an expressionless face: "My slave is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, with a despicable body, not worthy of your Lord's golden medicine!"
"I just took it casually, it's not some expensive medicine!"
After hearing these words, she became even more angry, then she took a step forward and bowed: "Sir, you see, it's the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the plum blossoms are all gone! It's too late for everything."
She raised her eyes and pointed at the red plum in the garden. On this new year's day, it burned like a ball of fire in the frozen mountains and rivers, but the red plum blossoms on the branches were painted with gorgeous appearance. Desolate and cold scene.
He followed her direction and looked into the garden, slightly understanding the meaning of her words. When he regained his composure and raised his head, she had already picked up her skirt and walked away, her delicate figure disappearing at the entrance of the garden.
He still paused on the spot, holding the unsent item in his hand.
