"Your Majesty..." It was a waiting person standing in front of the hall, his head lowered and not daring to look, and he presented a flower note.
It was in the study room of Qiguo Mansion that Wan Yanliang was lying on the sofa, drafting the form to be submitted tomorrow. He had been shut up for three days since he returned to Beijing the night before yesterday, and there were seven or eight letters on the case beside him. letter.
"Qingya or did you withdraw?" he asked, rubbing a piece of paper in his hand.
Seeing the person who was waiting for a while nodding, he sighed deeply and got off the couch, walked slowly beside the golden railing, looked at the osmanthus trees planted according to the red pillars in the courtyard, and then took the flower note from the person who was waiting for it. , gently caressing the fine plum pattern on it, and then stuffing it into the lapel. ..
"It's been three days, and all the letters I sent have been returned intact. What happened to this girl?" He leaned on the railing with his elbows and rubbed the beard on his cheeks that had not been trimmed for a long time.
"The slave met Miss Xiyi and asked a lot of questions, but she didn't ask anything. She just asked me to come back and bring a message to the king, saying that she should not write any more letters in the future! She wouldn't read it even if I wrote it. ” The only person waiting for you is always bowing behind you.
"Can you check his expression?" he asked.
"Miss Xiyi has no expression on her face!"
He dropped his hands in despair and looked at the gloomy Tian Zu: "Is it because the lonely king came back too late and she wants to punish her on purpose? But three days is enough! What happened to Qingya?"
"Your Majesty, when I returned from Li's house today, I glanced at the door and found that the lanterns in front of the door had been replaced by scarlet wedding lanterns!" said the waiter.
When Wan Yanliang heard this, his head was shaken. He opened his eyes and held his breath: "Wedding lanterns?"
"The Li family seems to be having a happy event!"
"What happy event? Is Qingya going to get married? It's impossible. She said she would wait until the lonely king comes to marry her. How could she get married?" Wan Yanliang got excited and stepped forward to twist the collar of the waiting man. Scolding at him.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. The Li family is very tight, and I don't even know it! I'm afraid... I still need the King to go in person." Kowtow on the ground.
When he looked back, his eyes reflected the autumn scenery, and his uneasy look forced him to step away. He wore a black gown and passed through the pavilion, like a galloping horse, hurriedly bringing down the crimson flowers on both sides. He was so anxious that he drove his white horse to the west of the city. When he arrived at the gate of Li's house and saw Li Shi coming down from his car, he immediately went up.
"Li Shi!" He called him, got off his horse and walked beside him, holding his hands behind his back and raising his head.
"It's been a long time, Your Majesty. It's polite for me to ask you about Your Majesty's well-being. I wonder why Your Majesty comes to visit this humble residence of a humble minister?" Li Shi bowed in front of him.
"You are like a clear mirror in your heart. The lonely king is looking for Qingya. Where is Qingya now?" He spoke with pride.
Li Shi looked up at him. His color was not as good as before. His hair on his temples was a bit messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time, making him look several years older.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen's daughter is practicing etiquette at home. She is getting married to King Yong on the tenth day of next month. It is said that Wei Chen and King Yong's family are both preparing a small meal and are only waiting for your visit!"
He spoke triumphantly, and Wan Yanliang secretly wanted to tear his clothes to pieces after hearing this: "Impossible! Qing Ya will never marry Wulu, it must be you who tricked me."
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your subordinates will not dare to deceive your Majesty. This is your Majesty's wish. Let the little girl enter the palace of King Yong. Next month, she will be granted a royal title. She will also enter the palace to receive her title and pay homage to the Queen."
"She doesn't want to marry Wulu, she doesn't want to! It's you who forced her to marry. The lonely king wants to see her, the lonely king wants to see her!" After that, he walked into the door of the Li family.
Seeing his hurried footsteps, Li Shi stood there and said, "Your Majesty, even if you go in, she doesn't want to see you. The girl's family has a bad reputation if she meets others before marriage. I hope you can Be careful, if the king insists on breaking into the official residence privately, then the humble minister will not mind reading your copy in front of the Holy Master. What is more important, the king knows it well!"
He stopped at the threshold.
"Your Majesty, you have just been recalled by His Majesty. You have not returned to the court yet. You must be unaware of His Majesty's recent temper! I am also thinking about the King. I hope the King will think twice before taking action!"
After hearing this, he hesitated and tilted his head.
Come, look at the winding path leading to the secluded place. The tall Zhuhengbi tiles are vaguely visible in the autumn mist. In the distance, there are layers of double eaves and overlapping tiles, her embroidered building.
"She was fine when I left, why is she getting married?" He stood there blankly, tears constantly flowing out of his eyes. When the two halberd bearers saw him, they quickly lowered their heads and did not dare to look.
"Qingya! Qingya!" He shouted at the door, calling her name between the bamboos, and stood there for a long time.
"Qingya!"
Despite calling out again and again, she still didn't come out.
Li Shi saw him standing at the door and stepped inside the threshold: "Your Majesty, I offended you today because I was thinking about the safety of your Majesty and my daughter's reputation. I believe you understand the reason, so I am here to respect you." Send it to the king!"
He called her again, but she still hadn't come out, heard the crisp sound of the chimes, or seen the delicate and beautiful clothes. He walked back to the horse with heavy steps, and stepped on the saddle freely. As he turned around, he looked at the distant and blurry corner of the eaves, and walked away heartbroken.
And in the embroidery building, it was lonely and cold, without the warmth of the past. In front of the bright window, Qingya was curled up on the edge of the couch, looking at the scenery outside the window around the quilt, embroidering flowers while watching. In recent days, she looked haggard. She had been sitting in front of the window for a long time without her hairpin. Her cheeks had no trace of color, and her eyes had no aura at all.
"Girl! Take the medicine!" Cui He lifted the curtain and placed the medicine in the tray on the table.
She was still embroidering that square flower and that square picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
"Girl!" Cuihe called her again.
"I'll drink it myself in a while, you go down!" She said softly.
Cui He looked at her tirelessly embroidering flowers with tears in her eyes.
"Girl, His Highness Prince Qi just came to see you, but he came back when he got to the door!"
She still said nothing and embroidered the square flower melancholy.
"girl……"
"I know what you are going to say. If I tell him the truth, he will definitely go to King Yong impulsively. When the news reaches the emperor's ears, it will be bad! I don't want him to suffer anymore," she said after finishing the embroidery , then he wound the thread in a circle and looked at the mandarin ducks on the plain silk in trance.
"I didn't mean to hide it from him...hey!" she sighed.
"I hope he's safe and well!"
Cui He nodded, then arranged the needles and threads and put them into a small box:
"Girl...don't you want to check what happened that day?"
She sneered softly: "Do we still need to check this? Others don't know it, but I don't know it myself? According to Xiaoci, I went up to it myself. Do you believe it?"
She took the piece of silk off the cloth and said, "Prince Yong and I were just daddy's pawns that night..."
"Let's not talk about it anymore. I don't want to pursue it any further. If we continue, the entire Li family will be scattered. I just need to understand in my heart."
She drank up the bitter medicine, held the warm cup, looked at the dark sky outside the window, rolled away the tears in her eyes, and smiled.
"I've been thinking a lot in the embroidery building these days..." She gently pulled Cui He down to sit next to her.
"Prince Qi and I may have had a close relationship! Now that I have lost my virginity, His Majesty has also made a decree. The situation is greater than the person. No matter what I do, it will be in vain."
She flipped up her long hair and clasped her knees with tears welling up in her eyes: "Then, let's get married! I thought, people who love each other don't have to be husband and wife. Since ancient times, there has always been love and sorrow. If I could look at him I am happy and satisfied!"
For a moment, she was choked with sobs and could not speak. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her plain clothes and long sleeves.
"This ending is also beautiful. I think I will give this body to King Yong, and it will become my father's wish! I will also hide the Yuan Gong in my heart, and watch him smile from a distance, and that's it. Already!"
"Girl!" Cuihe hugged her into his arms and rested his chin on her soft long hair.
"Girl, you are so forbearing. I feel really sad when I see you. Girl, you should also live a good life. This way His Highness, Prince Qi, will see you happy, which is also great!"
"Yes, it's excellent!" she said, then wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her sleeves.
Zhu, plunged into Cui He's arms.
"My lord, I don't know how many people's hearts have been hurt by being like this. The eldest lady is still in confinement, and everyone in the house is hiding it from her. If one day she finds out, I don't know how painful it will be."
"The Fourth Young Master also knows it. He is calm even though he comes to see you every night. He always cries when he goes back. He always complains that he is incompetent and cannot protect his sister." The hair is straightened up.
"Because of this, the eldest young man had a dispute with his master and said that he and his wife would move to another house as soon as next spring. The third girl has not talked much with her master recently because of her husband's family affairs, but in her heart, I am afraid that I’m also complaining about him,”
Qingya remembered how arrogant he was when she was humiliated that day, and she felt disgusted in her heart. She said coldly: "God is watching what you do. In the past ten years, there is no pain that he has caused." My, selfishness will only lead to betrayal and alienation, just wait and see!"
"It's just..." she said and then paused.
"I still have to hide my affairs from my sister. For some reason, my sister has been depressed every day since giving birth and has lost a lot of weight."
"He'er, I'm getting married next month. I don't want to take you away, so how about you stay and take care of my sister and fifth brother for me? I can't trust anyone else!"
She raised her head and looked into Cui He's clear eyes and asked her. Cui He was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Fourth brother loves to talk to you, so you should take care of him more so that he doesn't become more like daddy."
"Okay, girl, feel free to get married! Cuihe is here,"
Qingya lay on her knees, touched the jade pendant on her neck, and then looked at the Seven Treasures Necklace bracelet on her wrist. After a slight movement, it made a clear and sweet sound, just like the first time. As she looked at him, the image of King Qi appeared in front of her eyes, and her eyes were already blurred by the tears.
"Yuan Gong, now I am in a dilemma before I get married. I will keep your love in my heart and never forget it!" She softly smiled in the blur, with tears in her eyes, Fell into sleep.
