MTL - Emperor’s Conquest-Chapter 15 each other

I carried a tea cup and slowly lifted the floating tea leaves with a porcelain lid.

The woman kneeling down the hall was wearing a new silk jacket and a golden badger on her wrist. Her face was earthy at this moment, and she bowed her head and fell to her knees. This Lu had already kneeled in front of the court with two servants for a while. I only told her to come in and still let the two women kneel outside.

After she worshiped me, I just bowed my head and sipped tea, and didn't speak, letting her continue to kneel.

Before changing clothes and dressing, I heard Yuxiu said about it, I know a few things about the people in Wangfuzhong.

This Lu Feng family was originally a step-mother of Lu who joined the army next to Xiao Yan. After returning from Beijing, Central China and North China, Xiao Xun was killed by an old steward who had been serving for many years. Lu Shenjun recommended his newly-wed wife, who was married in Ningshuo, to the deacon for the time being. The Lu Feng family came from a wealthy family, knew books and read literacy, and was also smart and capable, taking care of the palace in an organized and orderly manner. Xiao Xun never asked the internal affairs of Fuzhong. The daily events were controlled by Lu's family.

More than a year ago, the Lu family found two beautiful women from their relatives and brought them to the palace to serve Xiao Yan closely.

Listening to Yu Xiu, Xiao Yan was busy with military affairs and rarely approached his female relatives. Although Xing'er and Yuzhu were sleeping, they didn't get a name. It was just that I was far away in Huizhou, and there were no other female dependents in the house. I temporarily lived as a master, hoping to seal the side concubine in the future, and then flew Huang Tengda.

I was thinking, in the name of Xiao Yue, before Ningshuo, I should have had other servants. However, he has never heard of his son-in-law. I asked Yuxiu, but Yuxiu was a young man who didn't know what I meant.

I smiled bitterly, but it was okay, I finally had no children. Born in the Houmen Palace, I have never seen anything else.

There was no sound in front of the hall, and everyone snorted, Lu's sweat knelt down on his knees, his arrogant look was completely gone.

I set aside the teacup and said gently, "Why do you want to see this palace?"

Lu's head startled and he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "If you return to the princess, the slave is in the order of the grandfather and bring the two girls to pay for the crime and wait for punishment."

"When did this palace say any punishment?" I smiled slightly. "That sounds strange."

Seeing Lu's eyes twinkling, I smiled even deeper. "If so, this palace wouldn't dare to take it, you can bring people back."

Lu's face was pale and white, hesitating for a moment, and biting his teeth, "The old slave was confused, and the Lord had sent two sister-in-laws to serve the princess ... The old slave was ashamed of the lack of discipline, and boldly brought her two to plead guilty. Willing to accept punishment from the princess. "

I looked at her coldly. It turned out that I wanted to make things bigger and smaller, and asked me to blame, so I covered up the past and saved my last hope. It's not timid, but unfortunately, this Lu's was too frightened. When he saw that the momentum was wrong, he lost the old master and hurried to me.

"That's the way it is." I sat idly and just laughed, "What did Wang say?"

For a moment, Lu's voice was lowered, and he flinched. "The grandfather said ... 'If the princess wants two girls, it's just to send them.'"

I looked down and smiled.

Earlier, I rebuked the two servants, and I deliberately made them. I expected that they would be wronged by me and they would cry to Xiao Yan. I'd like to take this to see how Xiao Yan responds-at the moment it seems that he is indifferent to the two women.

The breath under my heart was slowed down, and this result was also my surprise. Xiao Ye is not that amorous person. How could he turn his face with the concubine who is the emperor's concubine for the two servants? However, when he thinks of his coldness towards the servants, he will inevitably feel sadness. Throughout the ages, which woman can covet her life, not to say that she is in a state of faint love and relaxation, when she is a pet, it is just a disposable thing.

Seeing me groaning silently, Lu said with a smile, "The two sisters-in-law have known remorse, how to deal with it, and look forward to the princess."

"Expulsion." I said lightly.

Lu was shocked all over, forgetting the courtesy, and looked up at me in shock, "The princess said ..."

I looked at her with a smile, without saying a word.

"Slave understands." Lu's stunned for a long while before bowing his head slowly, nodding his head, and trembling, "Slave now."

She thought that I was just playing the majesty of the princess, and punished the two sisters by humiliation. After all, it was the people around Xiao Yan, and now calling me a maid of eunuchs has been given to my face, and at most I was degraded and washed away, and suffered. When I get angry, I still have a chance to turn around. Maybe even Xiao Xun thought that I was just jealous and jealous, and my wife and concubine were fighting for favor ... I looked at my own fingertips, and smiled slightly.

In the end they are down on me.

The two waiters didn't even step into my door and were taken away immediately.

The sound of Xing'er and Yuzhu crying and struggling outside the court gradually went away, and the voice went down.

I walked to the door, stood silently for a while, turned around and waited to step into the inner room, and a sudden gust of wind blew my belt flying.

Turning back to look out of the court, Xia Yin gradually thickened before the court, and the last remnants of the late spring were swept by a breeze, all fluttering.

Residual flowers look like red-faced, and generally fragile.

They were not miserable, but they had the wrong life, they chose the wrong road, and they met the wrong person.

Although some people make mistakes, they can live a happy life in the future; the most pitiful one is that the heart is higher than the sky and the life is thinner than the paper; the other is that the body can't help itself, step by step, or move forward. Or stuck to the old land.

Since when have I been so iron-hearted?

I walked slowly from the eyes of everyone, and everyone bowed wherever I went.

A servant girl stood beside, and from the beginning to the end, the atmosphere did not dare to pant. Looking at the two most powerful people in the past, they were expelled from the palace in this way, and they were only half a day from beginning to end. I never even looked at them twice.

In the past, everyone responded, everyone folded their waists, but they are just awe of my identity; now, they are only awe of me, just this iron-hearted, tyrannical woman ... Perhaps, the cold blood of the home of the generation of ministers flows from the bone .

Since then, no one has dared to despise my majesty and disobey my will—except Xiao Yan.

I slightly touched the corners of my lips, it was ridiculous that some wives and concubines were fighting for favor, and I was ashamed to see such a thing here.

My surname and the blood flowing through me will never allow me to accept such an insult—I'll wait and see how King Yuzhang, General, and my husband can deal with my decision.

The crumpled waste paper was piled up before the case, and none of them were drawn. The pavilion has a water pavilion on the paper, the banana is thick, the cherry is red, and it is still old time. I looked at the messy ink marks in my eyes, and my mind could not rest.

In May, it's time to eat cherry again ... "Cherry is eaten under the tree, Yanhong tender purple picks, but Feilang prefers greenness and laughs for Bo Amei." This proverb is often sung by young men and women in Beijing. Once upon a time, there was also a young man who shared cherry with me.

The mind was stunned for a moment, and the wrist trembled involuntarily. A thick cloud of ink fell from the pen tip and opened on the paper.

"It's a waste again." I stood up, put my pen aside, and sighed lightly.

The book is meditation, and the painting is pleasant, but the current mood, what is not what is drawn, is more and more disturbing.

I stayed behind closed doors all day, and I just buried myself in the paintings and paintings.

I am so content with it, or I am so negative, only I know it.

For a few days, Xiao Yan did not respond halfway. Shi Xun was expelled as if he had nothing to do with him; he didn't seem to care what I did. No one paid attention to this matter any more. If a stone was thrown into Shen Tan, it sank silently.

For a few days, I didn't even say a few words to Xiao Yan. He came to see me occasionally, and left in a hurry.

At two late nights, he came quietly and I was already sleeping. The interior room was still lit by candlelight, and I was still leaning on the pillow to read, but he did not let the maid pass through, and stood quietly in front of the court for a while before leaving.

He's outside, I know, Yuxiu didn't dare to say, just stared outwards constantly.

I just pretended to be ignorant, turned off the candle, and fell asleep sideways.

He was just waiting for me to bow my head and wait for me to explain to him first.

Sitting under the window, he spent a long time in front of the white waste ink.

Yuxiu Zhang Luo took the maids to pass the meal. These days, she and I have become acquainted with each other. A fifteen-year-old girl can learn to be so obedient, but I am afraid that I have suffered too much, and it makes me more pity.

"Let's go down, I can wait here." Yu Xiu learned a mature tone and expelled the waiters.

I gave her a funny look, but saw her looking around, and quietly opened the food container.

"Princess, I found something good!" She smiled and bent, her nose slightly playful and cute.

A thick scent of wine spread, and when I sipped it, I was pleasantly surprised, "You have found wine!"

"Speak quietly, but don't let anyone hear it!" Yuxiu hurriedly turned to look outside the door, and quietly covered her mouth, "I stole it from the kitchen."

I was amused by her appearance, and stubbornly aroused. I never drank the stolen wine in my life, and immediately became interested.

Since Ningshuo, injuries have plagued him, the doctor has repeatedly instructed him to quit drinking. By now most of the injuries are gone, but I haven't tasted a drink yet. At this time, when you smell the strong fragrance of the wine, it is natural to be full of heart, and the heart full of spirits is set aside for the time being.

I removed the other maids, and worked with Yuxiu to move the case to the shade in front of the court, forcing Yuxiu to stay with me to drink.

I didn't want this little Nizi to be greedy for the cup, and the wine was a little stubborn.

Yuxiu talked about her father's drunkenness and often scolded her when he was drunk.

"Where's your dad now?" I've been drinking for three minutes, holding my forehead, and frowned.

"I passed away long ago, and my mother is not there anymore ..." She lay down on the case, her voice was vague. "Sometimes I want my father to scold me again, and I can't find anyone, so I am the only one left ..."

My uncle thought of my father, sad in heart, and was waiting to ask her again, but saw that she had whimpered and slept.

Under the shade of night, her face was flushed and she was clearly a child. I shook my head with a smile, took a half-pot of residual wine and got up, shook and stepped towards Huaying's appointment. I wanted to find a clean place, and drank this pot of residual wine alone.

There was silence all around, just listening to the grass to promote weaving Yeming, the moonlight like training, the stars thin and thin.

"Eating cherry under the tree, Yan Hong tender purple picks, and Firon prefers green and amused to Bo Amei." I hummed the proverb, and floated under my feet, leaning on a piece of white stone and sat down. The bun was already loose, and she had simply taken off her embroidery. She lifted the kettle to her mouth and drank her head.

The same good night and late night, the same moonlight, who used to be drunk with me.

I tried hard not to think of that name, but I couldn't wave the white figure in front of me.

The eyes were gradually blurred, knowing that they were phantoms, and could not wait any closer. But only for a moment, all the illusions disappeared, and the flowers and shadows of the lingering flowers were deep and the night was quiet. I lifted the jug with a bitter smile, letting the liquor pour, Ji Lingling spilled a face, woke me up.

The pot was gradually empty. I looked up and wanted to take the last sip, but suddenly my hands were empty. The jug was gone.

Behind me, someone grabbed the jug and seized me.

"Don't make trouble, son-in-law ..." I smiled and let myself sink into the illusion.

I didn't wait to open my eyes again, my waist tightened, my body suddenly emptied, and I was hugged by my waist.

I just feel light and fluttering, a few doubts in the dream, can't help muttering, "I'm married now, don't you know ..."

But his arms only held me tighter.

Tears rolled down, and I closed my eyes tightly, afraid to see Zi's face, and said sadly, "He, he treats me well ... you go ..."

He paused, then tightened his arms and hugged me immobile.

I couldn't help reaching out to push him, but the tentacles were cold iron armor.

In this shock, I suddenly lifted my eyes, and suddenly the wine drove away half of it, and then my mind woke up—in front of me, there was Xiao Yan's angry face.

I lost my mind for a moment and couldn't say a word.

Xiao Yan said nothing, hugged me into the inner room, and leaned down on the couch. The light had not yet been turned on in the room, and his expression could not be seen in the dimness, only to see that his broad face was covered with frost by the moonlight.

As soon as his chest was cold, his placket was ripped open, and his skirt had fallen off his shoulders.

"Don't!" I suddenly came back, covering my placket, and Cangjie ducked to the corner of the bed.

He looked at me coldly, and there seemed to be a sharp passing in his eyes, "Nothing?"

I was out of breath for a moment, my heart was pounding, I just shook my head in panic, and curled up in the corner of the bed.

Seeing him leaning over again, I was shocked to run away, but his wrists were clasped.

"It's full of wine, and you don't take it off yet, what do you think I'm going to do?" He was suddenly angry, his hands were one point apart, and he tore off my half-wet shirt, along with the obscene clothes inside.

I paused, watching my clothes fade, and the white and dazzling skin was barely visible in front of him.

This is not the first time he has taken off my shirt, nor is it the first time he has seen me. I am already his wife, and even if everything is seen by him, it is justified-but it cannot be this way, this offense!

When he leaned down again to take off my skirt, I slap my backhand.

"I'm your husband." Without raising his head, he squeezed my wrist. "Not someone you can do whatever you want."

He looked at me coldly, the corners of his lips clenched like thin blades, "My woman can be proud, not pride."

I took a sigh of relief, the drunkenness surged, and the suppressed anger and grievances came to my heart.

"I am also your wife, not your enemy, not the fierce horse you want to tame!" I raised my eyes and stared at him, and in a word I was choked and tears fell involuntarily. I bit my lip and turned my face, annoyed by the unstoppable tears, which revealed my vulnerability.

He was silent for a moment, released my wrist, and raised his hand to touch my face.

I suddenly shook his hand and exclaimed angrily, "If I am proud, how can I be humiliated by you again and again. For three years of marriage, I am alone in Huizhou, and I am not half sorry for you, but you enjoy it here Blessing ... Xiao Xun, you ask yourself, have you ever really treated me as your wife? "

He froze and looked at me with unpredictable eyes.

"No matter what you marry me for, no matter whether you treat me as a wife or not, I have uncovered the past, and I don't blame you!" My tears were raining, and my voice was shaking, "From now on, I don't care about your third wife and four wives anymore. You are in Ningshuo and I go back to the capital. This is a long and long journey. Each one is peaceful. You are your King of Yuzhang.

"Stop!" He shouted angrily.

He pinched my chin so hard that he couldn't speak.

His eyes were so bright, reflecting Yuehua, clearly reflecting my shadow. In my eyes, I'm afraid it's all his shadow.

At this moment, we only have each other in our eyes, and nothing else, the world is clear. No one spoke, but I kept trembling, tears slipping down my horns, down my cheeks, and down to his palms. I never knew that I could have so many tears. It seemed that the sadness that had endured for three years was gone at this moment.

He stared at me for a long time.

After a long silence, I only heard him sigh deeply, "If you are so gracious, you can blurt out."

I was choked, and at first I heard him say the words "gracefulness and righteousness", and it seemed like he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Do you really care?" He stared at me, his plain sharp eyes disappeared, and he felt depressed.

This question made me feel shocked.

Do I really care, this marriage, this man ... has turned my life around, can I lie to myself that I don't care?

The cold moonlight reflected in his eyes, and I felt boundless and lonely. I felt Xiao Xiao became another person at this moment. He was not a general in the world, nor was King Yuzhang, a lonely man.

Will he be lonely? I don't believe it, but I clearly saw deep loneliness and frustration in his eyes.

Yuehua seems to have turned into water, slowly flowing from my heart, a little soft in the bottom of my heart, revealing a faint astringency.

He looked at me deeply, "If you don't care, why bother with the two servants?"

I was distressed for a moment, and blurted out, "Who is in trouble, I'm just annoying you ..." The words blurted out, and then I realized that I couldn't take it back. I was embarrassed, bit my lip, my eyes turned against him, and there was a sudden warmth in his eyes.

"What annoys me?" He leaned over and forced me, looking at me with a smile, "I am annoyed that I have another woman, or am I annoyed or not?"

He asked in a loud voice, tearing my mind apart and tearing me apart.

I stared at him fiercely, trying to break free of his arms. The hateful man laughed, grabbed my hands, and fell down on the pillow. He leaned down and looked at me, only a few feet away, his breath warming around his neck. "You woman, you don't want to talk well, you have to be anxious to show your true nature."

I was fainted with anger, and I didn't care about any manners, just kicked at him.

He whispered in my ear, "That's right, he's so jealous, it's the real woman on the cliff that day like it!"

I just broke free of my right hand, and was about to rush towards him angrily. He heard the sentence near the cliff, and suddenly my heart shook. He stretched out his hand and could no longer fight. The scene of life and death depends on his eyes, his hands, his sword, his eyebrows ... He caught my hand and pressed it to his chest, and the cold iron armor tentacles were cold.

I looked at him, my heart was soft and I was never angry again.

"Why are you wearing armor?" I whispered, so late that I have to go out.

He smiled slightly, "It is about to inspect the camp."

"It's time to pass ..." I frowned, thinking of his busyness in recent days, and couldn't help but frown, "But something happened?"

"It's okay, military affairs should not be relaxed for a day." He smiled, and Mei Yuma returned to the usual sorrow, "It's not early, you can rest."

I looked down and nodded, but I didn't know what to say. Seeing that he turned and left, suddenly remembered, he got up and called him, "Wait! Your wind is still here ... It's cold outside ..."

Facing his gleaming eyes, my voice didn't feel soft anymore, and there was heat behind my ears, and I couldn't say more.

He didn't say anything either, turned around silently, and took the windchest from me.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him.

He suddenly raised my face, and he didn't allow me to return to my mind. His lips had been covered ... Suddenly, the sky swirled around, as if a hot storm swept me, strong masculinity, irresistible force, like a siege The ground-sweeping attack was powerful and direct, without half a moment's hesitation, and severely defeated the most secret feeling in my heart.

A long time ago, I almost forgot so long. At that time, there was a young boy who kissed me tenderly ... Under the nine-curve corridor of Shaoguang Temple, Xunfeng Fuyi, the new willow is like an eyebrow. Gently kiss my lips. It was so crisp and warm that it opened my eyes wonderfully.

The memory of the first kiss ended with my screaming incomprehensible, "Ah, son, you bit me!"

Son-in-law, son-in-law.

The strength of the whole body disappeared, and I stood unstable, and he wrapped his waist in one hand. This powerful arm belongs to Xiao Yan, and belongs to my husband ... This is not the old one. The gentle boy has gone away with me yesterday, as if he had passed away.

Xiao Yan's voice was low and mute, "There is no one else between you and me."

I shuddered and closed my eyes and dared not look up. He knows, maybe I knew it early in my marriage. In the past in Beijing, everyone knew that the Lord of Shangyang County and His Royal Highness were a pair of puppets ... and he heard what he said after being drunk.

For a while, I felt cold, and I felt cold, and then I realized that I was barefoot on the ground.

Xiao Zheng looked at me with barefoot, but smiled and hugged me back to bed.

He gazed at me with a gentle look and a wrinkle on his brows, like a knife.

"In the future, I won't have another woman." He smiled slightly, then stood up, "There is no one else between you and me."

He walked out without looking back. I looked at his back, and after a while, I still felt his breath returning around.