It wasn't that she was dazzled, or that the crowd was so noisy that she misunderstood the person, but it was Wan Yanliang who was surrounding her in front of the door of the small building that she longed for.
From a distance, I could see that Wan Yanliang was holding a beautiful woman in each of his arms. The one on the left was wearing pink clothes and a head full of pearls. She was the oiran he mentioned in Lou Xiao's mouth the month before last. The other one looked about fourteen years old. Five, wearing a light blue tunic, facing the palm he extended, the girl was slightly repelled.
Qingya suddenly felt her sleeves were cold, and she choked up and couldn't speak. Thinking about it, she was filled with joy. When she ran along the pavilion, her mind was all about him. But under the ancient tree, what she saw was the figure of another person. She thought he might be busy with other things and had no time to take care of herself. , but in this land of fireworks, I saw with my own eyes that he was hugging beauties on both sides, drunk and intoxicated.
"Girl, girl, please take you to the attic upstairs!" The waiter called her once or twice before she woke up.
She saw with her own eyes that Wan Yanliang was walking towards the wooden ladder with two peerless beauties in his arms. In panic, she quickly took small steps along the long ladder to the second floor pavilion and stood in front of the wooden railing. She slowly walked into the pavilion and sat on the low skirt covered with thick blankets. She briefly glanced at him as he walked into a large wing opposite with the support of everyone. Then there were several waiting people stationed in the wing. both sides.
She walked lightly to the railing and looked at the opposite side. There were red lanterns hanging from the eaves, thousands of red ribbons falling in front of the beams and pillars, red candles high in the tent, and little shadows reflected on the bright windows. In a place of bright lights and feasting, she stood opposite, watching the figures of the people playing in the house vaguely reflected in the bright window. After listening carefully to the shy words, she held onto the wooden railing with trembling hands, and suddenly her face was wet with tears. of plain silk. new
She wiped her tears with her sleeves and walked along the wooden railing to the side room. As soon as the two sturdy waiters saw her approaching, they came up and asked: "Who are you? Go away!" "
She didn't answer, but kept walking forward. The man pulled her back and said, "You are so bold, this is the prince's private room, please get out of here."
After hearing this, I just saw that people from several rooms upstairs came out, pointed at her, and mingled in private. I don’t know what bad words were said, but she couldn’t care less and continued. Walk forward.
As we got closer and closer, the voices of the people in the room became clearer and clearer. Most of them were secret whispers in the boudoir, and they were talking about love and concubine. For a time, the beautiful image of the past was destroyed. Talking about the past, the two first met when they were nine years old. In the past three years, his image in her heart was that of a romantic and suave man with a beautiful tree in the wind. He said that he would definitely find a way to marry her. When she returned home, she really believed him, but in fact, she was besieged by her family on a desperate road. She was still thinking of him, but he seemed to have forgotten her love long ago.
"What do you want, woman? The lonely king asks you to come closer!"
He was leaning on the side of the bed wearing obscene clothes, holding a cup of wine in his mouth with two fingers, and was talking to the woman in blue who was kneeling in front of him. It turned out that the woman refused to serve him and angered him.
Then I heard a woman's delicate voice saying: "Master, this girl just joined the pavilion yesterday. She has a bit of a stubborn temper. I hope you will forgive her."
"You just came yesterday?"
"Yes, she is still a young girl!"
He raised his hands and sat up straight, and took a closer look at the girl's appearance. She was delicate and beautiful, exuding the exquisite beauty of her youth. Then he stood up, walked forward and lifted her chin, and then He nodded and said, "Look carefully, you are young and beautiful. After tonight, the lonely king will make you his wife, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. It is better than you suffering in the Qunfang Pavilion."
After saying that, he raised his hands, picked up the woman, placed her gently on the bed, and left her coat behind while drunk. Qing Ya was outside. After hearing such a conversation, she was heartbroken. Every step she took became more and more obvious that her feet were more important than heavy iron. But when the two waiters saw that she had no intention of retreating, they stepped forward and pushed her. , she fell to the ground, the pearls in her hair were scattered all over the ground, the thin strands of beads falling from her hair were tangled together, and her hair was messy.
"You are so bold, be careful the king chops off your head!"
Someone stepped forward to threaten her and glanced down at the jade pendant under the collar of her woolen sweater. The bright pendant looked familiar. When he saw it, he quickly stepped aside and discussed something secretly with another person.
After a while, I saw one of them and ran out to invite him.
The guard Qishi came and saluted. The two dismissed the people watching the excitement and bowed in front of them: "Sir, this is the woman!"
Kai Shili glanced at her slumped on the ground and scolded her quickly: "You two don't want your head anymore!"
"A small crime! A small crime!" The two waiting men bowed their heads repeatedly.
She stood up staggeringly, supported herself on the wooden railing, and listened quietly to the soft words of the woman in the room. Tears filled her eyes, as if they were about to fall down by accident. Seeing this, Kai Shili took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, but she did not accept it.
"Your Majesty!" Qi Shili called out respectfully as he stood outside the door.
"What's the matter?"
He wanted to tell her something, but he kept the words deep in his heart. He could only hear Qing Ya taking a step forward, the two strings of chimes on her waist ring ringing, and a series of private conversations broke out in the room.
"Your Majesty!"
"What on earth is going on? Don't disturb the lonely king's good time!"
He heard a slightly complaining voice from inside the house, followed by some murmurings, and in a daze he saw a woman waving her sleeves and dancing in the hall, her sleeves falling together, and her graceful figure, and he was intoxicated by it.
"Your Majesty, I am a humble minister..."
"What happened?" He finally opened the door in the fury of Thunder.
I saw him, with his hair hanging down from his shoulders, and a piece of obscene clothes, exposing his chest to his abdomen. There was still a little bit of powder on the plain clothes, and when he glanced inside the room, he saw a woman in pink clothes standing in the hall with a long-sleeved shirt, In the bed's silk tent, it was vaguely visible that the girl in blue was naked and leaning against the bed rail. Her clothes were scattered on the ground.
Wan Yanliang rubbed his eyes and took a staggering step forward: "Qingya, why are you here?"
He glanced behind him, quickly closed the door, walked over to hug her, and held her tear-stained cheeks with both hands: "Qingya, it's not what you think!"
"Your Majesty!"
"My little girl broke in by mistake and killed the great king Yaxing!"
She suddenly slipped out of his arms and knelt on the ground. She knelt down with her hands clasped together and saluted. The plain white veil was covered with makeup powder and indigo. From the corners of the veil, crystal clear water drops dripped down her hair.
At this moment, she had never felt so strange in the past three years. When she first met him, he was a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses. His smile captured her heart. She thought he was a fairy in the sky who could not enter the mortal world. Mo Shang is as beautiful as jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world, so that he is in my mind every day. now……
"Girl, are you serious about not going out? It's been three days, and His Highness Prince Qi has been coming every night!"
On the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, only one light was on in the embroidery building. The elegant plain-dressed woman picked up the candle scissors and extinguished the last lamp on the lampstand. This move made Xiyi beside her shiver and looked at Leng. Liangtangtang is lost in thought.
"What's the point of going out? Some things will never be there again if they disappear!" She stood up, picked up her clothes, and leaned over the small window to look.
"Do you know? In the past three years, I have never had anyone else in my heart. Ever since I saw him in the south of the city that year, I felt that he was a person in the sky... On New Year's Eve, I thought the person setting off the sky lanterns was him. What a pity, I overestimated my status in his mind!"
She sighed, looking through the layers of branches and leaves, and saw the corner of his clothes in front of the independent heating cabinet. Unknowingly, her sleeves were cold, and the cold wind picked up the cluster of red, splashing in the hazy night.
"Girl, it's very cold outside. Your Majesty is about to freeze. Please go down!" Xiyi put a fleece blanket over her.
"Let's talk about everything in detail. The king may have his own unspeakable secrets. If you go down and have a good talk with him today, it will save the king from having to talk to others every day."
She smiled softly, took it indifferently, and went back to the fire to keep warm. Looking at Xiyi who was leaning alone, she said, "Don't you and Cuihe want me to enter Prince Yong's mansion? Why has it changed now?"
"I have never thought about it this way. Humanity is the most important thing in my heart. I only think about the girl!" She walked over slowly.
"I don't know what to say to him anymore!"
"Just listen to what the king has to say. If the girl wants to go down, she has to take an early morning ride. The master will return from Zhang's house soon, and it will be difficult to deal with it then.
! "
Xiyi moved the candlestick away, placed it on the crescent table, lit it again, found a lantern nearby, lit the candle flame inside, handed it to her, and said: "Go quickly Come on! I know what you want, girl."
After struggling for a long time, she raised her hand to hold the lamp, walked towards the door with heavy steps, walked down the stairs, parted the layer of flowers with her own hands, and saw him who was independent.
"Qingya, you're finally down!" He wanted to go forward and hug him, but she raised her hand to stop him.
"Your Majesty!"
"Qingya, those two women are both from Qunfang Pavilion!"
"I know, I was outside the door for half an hour and already heard it!"
She raised her hand and put the lamp in her hand on the ground. She rolled up her sleeves and retracted her hand. She faced Yaoyue through the railing. After standing for a long time, she sighed and rubbed her hands together: "Your Majesty, did you meet me on New Year's Eve?" Is the sky full of stars? In fact, it is not a star, but a sky lantern! I thought you put it there!"
"Then I ran out, but I couldn't find you. I was really disappointed at the time!"
She raised her head to face the sky. It was also a time of celebration tonight, but no one set off lights anymore. Only a few sparse fireworks bloomed in the western mountains.
"Qingya..."
"My King, do you know how much I love you? Since I met you, no one has lived in my heart. My eyes have never looked at other men. I stick to myself because you said you would think If you find a way to marry me, you will definitely save me from the fire and water of this family!"
"Dad and others are forcing me, saying that they will marry me to my cousin in September of the New Year!"
