It rained heavily that day, and the autumn rain was chilly. Qingya sat in the rain for more than an hour, but King Qi never came to look for her. He was quietly watching the two women put on their skirts and gowns anxiously in the warm room, and then listened to the heavy rain outside.
"Queen, what should we do if our affairs are exposed? Your Majesty knows that..." the lady Dingge asked anxiously, wiping her soft long hair.
"You don't have to panic. If that girl had the guts to tell her, would he still be so calm and composed?" The queen put on her cloak and motioned to him who was sitting on the high chair.
Dingge looked at him, as if he had been stimulated by something. He rested his hands on the chair handles and remained motionless, lowering his head and thinking about something, with guilt between his brows.
Suddenly, he stood up and walked out, taking the cloak and sword.
"Where are you going?" the queen asked.
"The lonely king is going to look for her. She will get wet in such a heavy rain!" His eyes were covered with red threads, and he stood in front of the door looking at the gray lake scenery.
"Do you think she will see you again? She hates you now,"
The queen stood behind him and said: "She is going to marry Wulu next month! Do you feel bad? If you want to turn things around, why don't you think of a way quickly? As long as you ascend the throne, let alone her, all the women in the world will do it." You choose, instead of seeing her, you might as well solve the problem fundamentally."
The queen straightened the jade dragon head on her hand: "Recently, the rebel army in Henan Prefecture has become more and more rampant. The soldiers sent out to suppress it were all defeated. The emperor is looking for the leader of the rebel army. You If you don’t take advantage of the opportunity, what can you do?”
Those slender white hands lightly rested on his stalwart shoulders. She leaned closer to his ear and whispered: "I felt bad, so I tried to take it back. Don't forget, this situation is all caused by the emperor." , the position you want, the person you want, you have to fight for it yourself!"
Listening to her whispers, Wan Yanliang became even more angry. The anger that had been building up in his chest for a long time seemed to be ready to burst out immediately. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, aloof and indifferent to the erosion of the autumn rain. .
At this time, sitting elegantly in the mud on a small hill, Wan Yanliang was not waiting for her, but Wan Yan Yong came holding an umbrella and Cui He carrying a warm cloak.
"Girl! Let's go back quickly, eh?" she cried and put a cloak on her.
She was completely despairing, looking with red eyes at the desolate scene in the south of the city under the autumn rain. It was the misty northern country, with overlapping mountains and mist. The migratory birds that went south disappeared without a trace, and the flowers and plants returned to their roots. This scene was also sad and desolate. If the state of separation.
She stood up, holding the rose pendant in her hand. Suddenly her legs went weak and she could no longer stand. Wan Yanyong quickly hugged her.
She held Cui He's arm, gritted her teeth and stood up, saying: "I can stand up by myself, or I can walk back, but I must walk back by myself..."
Wan Yanyong didn't say anything the whole way, he stayed by her side and guarded her all the way to Li's house. She didn't want to go up to the sad place of the embroidery building, so she went into the warm pavilion below. The maids on the left and right saw her coming back in such a mess, and hurriedly came forward to serve her, boiling water, making tea, and changing clothes for skirts.
She took a shower and changed clothes in a vague state, then covered her head with a quilt and fell asleep. The storm outside the house raged all day, making the curtains and windows inside the house creak. But she curled up and fell asleep quietly, as if none of this could disturb her and had nothing to do with her.
When it was time to have dinner in the evening, she woke up and lay quietly on the quilt. Cui He kept watch over her. When he saw her waking up, he quickly signaled to the people around him to bring warm soup.
"Girl, drink some warm soup! Don't catch a cold during these few days."
"Put it aside! I'll drink it later," she opened her lips weakly.
Cuihe paused for a long time and said, "After His Royal Highness King Yong sent you back, he kept watch for three or four hours before someone reported official business and he left!"
After hearing this, she could only say lightly: "I know!"
She took a closer look outside the window and saw darkness everywhere, and then peeked into the hall, where there were only a few dim candles. She suddenly smiled angrily: "Cui He, I am just crazy."
"For his words, I waited for four months and delayed the wedding at all costs, but failed.
To end like this..." The surging tears hit the pillow again.
"Girl... you are a smart girl, why are you so confused on this matter? King Qi has changed!"
She scoffed again: "Has he changed, or is he just like that?"
With red lips and white teeth, he carried a hazy smile: "On New Year's Eve last year, I thought it was him who set off the sky lanterns, but I went there filled with joy, but I didn't see him. He was there at the fireworks field that night. Lady, I saw this with my own eyes, and I felt very sad, so I planned to never forgive him again. Seeing that he was sorry, I softened my heart..."
"girl……"
"At the mountain banquet in the spring, I was offered a marriage to King Yong by His Majesty in public. At that time, I spoke back. My cousin, uncle, and a whole group of people all begged for me, but he just sat there. He didn't move, he didn't say anything."
She wiped away the tears with her sleeves and said again: "Before he left Beijing that day, he said that he would never let me marry anyone else, so I looked for all kinds of ways to postpone the wedding and hurt my body, just for his words. love me,"
"Cuihe..."
"Hey, girl!" Cuihe burst into tears.
"On that day, when I closed my eyes, all I could think of was the scene on the bed. I couldn't even imagine how I got there that night. I was so cold, but when I thought about him, I felt warm."
"He came back to look for me, but I had no face to see him again. If I told him about that matter, he would definitely go to King Yong, and His Majesty would definitely take this opportunity to suppress him, so I suppressed the matter alone,"
"Now that he is back, I see him lingering with those people and doing such an embarrassing thing!"
"It's ridiculous that I'm such an idiot and so miserable. My father offered me as a tribute to my cousin. My cousin treated me like fish and tasted it as much as he wanted. Even he wanted to stab me twice in the heart."
Cui He looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and the scars on her face, and immediately took a silk to wipe her, squeezed her hand, and stabilized her heart.
"Girl, stop talking, stop thinking, just let this matter go! Let it go!"
"In the past? In the past," she shouted, and she calmed down again.
She didn't drink the warm soup at her hand. The warm soup gradually turned into cold soup. Cuihe watched her fall asleep again with a haggard face, so he tucked the corner of her quilt and teased her under the ears. With black hair, she pulled back the bed curtain.
"Girl, I hope you have a good sleep and forget everything!"
She bowed in front of him for a long time before reluctantly leaving the curtain.
After that day, it was rainy for several days. Only one day, the sun suddenly appeared all afternoon, so she decided to come out for some fresh air. She was sitting alone in the corridor with the sweet-scented osmanthus, quietly reading a book.
She was reading a book called "Shi Shuo", and when she read an article about Huoyan, she felt interested and was so absorbed that she never cared that her mother was coming after her.
Kyouto walked up with Mo Ying's support and patted her head: "Qing Ya!"
She was startled and turned around to answer: "Sister, why are you here!"
Kyouto saw that her expression was not good, so he turned around and sat next to her, rolled down the book in her hand, and looked at her: "I haven't seen you come to see me for a few days, so I came to look for you. Why are you so haggard?" Looks like this?"
"As autumn comes, the weather turns cooler, so I've suffered from some wind and cold!" She answered softly, gathering her hair.
"Sister, your color doesn't look good, you should get more rest!"
Kyouto suddenly sighed: "Hey! That's all my body is like this. It's the coldness that fell after giving birth to you. It won't get better for a while, so it needs to be nursed back to health."
"Sister, you must be in a happy mood so that your illness can be cured!"
"I know, I know,"
Gongren looked around and saw that the lanterns on the corridor had been replaced with wedding lanterns, and then through the half-closed door he saw the red curtains and red gauze curtains in the screen.
"I'm going to see you these days, but I heard someone say that you promised your father to get married next month, but your cousin has impressed you?"
She was a little joking, Qingya listened, and suddenly there was a surge of enthusiasm in her eyes. She nodded slowly and answered: "Yes, yes! My cousin treats me very well." When she said this, she seemed almost to cry. Got it
come out.
"King Naqi has returned and didn't look for you again?" Kyouto lowered his voice.
"Sister..., why did sister say this? My daughter is about to get married, how can I meet him again?" She turned her face away and picked flowers from the osmanthus branches with her back to her. She secretly wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingertips. She shed tears and looked back with a smile.
"The sweet-scented osmanthus is in bloom. After a while, my daughter planted a tube of flowers for my sister. Last time my father came back, I specially planted one for him. He really liked it!"
"well!"
Kyouto replied, looked at her red eyes, and asked her: "Ya'er, you don't want to get married, do you?"
"Look what my sister said. My daughter is deeply in love with her cousin now. Why doesn't she want to marry? You said that he is kind and generous. If you marry him, you will be happy in the future."
"But your eyes tell me that you have been wronged..."
"Who can let me be wronged, Daddy? Daddy brought me many treasures and good books when he came back this time. The "Shishuo" in your hand was given to me by him,"
Kyouto held up the heavy book of "Shishuo", flipped through two pages, then put it aside and looked at Qingya's narrowed eyes.
"Qingya, if you have any grievances, don't bear it alone. You are only thirteen years old..."
She interrupted her: "Sister, it's boring for me to ask my daughter these questions after I haven't seen her for a long time!"
She smiled lightly, revealing two small pear dimples. Kyouto next to her looked at her and said with relief, "Okay! It's best if you don't."
The two sat on the corridor and looked at each other for a long time without saying a word. Then she looked at her book again. Although she kept flipping through it in her hands, she couldn't read anything in her heart. She sat on the corridor for a long time, looking at the autumn day. The sparse courtyard scenery made me feel sad.
The afternoon sun finally hid her head again, and a cool breeze began to blow outside the house, which made her shiver. She vaguely heard the noise of people outside the garden gate. The noise was incomprehensible, and Gongren became angry.
"Who's making the noise?"
Qingya knew it was Qingru as soon as she guessed it. She slowly pulled her mother to sit down and said with a smile, "Sister, sit down. There is a pity outside and she can't come in!"
Looking at the flowers, Gongren saw the arrogant Qingru walking in the corridor, but was stopped by Xiyi. She rushed in like crazy and said some dirty words without restraint.
"Hey! Why are you stopping me today? I'm here to meet our lady..." Qingru shouted deliberately.
"Girl, I advise you to respect your words!" Xiyi took the sword and held it in his hand.
"Why do you tell me to respect myself? You want your girls to respect themselves. Oh, no, now I am the upright wife of King Yong. She saw someone who was unruly and gave her body to that husband in her boudoir..." After hearing these words, Qingya quickly looked at Xiyi, and Xiyi covered her mouth with a palm and carried her out.
"What's the matter? Do you dare to do something that you don't want others to tell you? Madam, how about spending the night with the king?" Xiyi hurriedly took her away, and her voice gradually became less and less audible. A few distant noises could be faintly heard.
But after hearing this, Gongren felt confused and thinking about something. After looking at Qingya's anxious expression, he took her hand.
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