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The carriage slowly stopped at the front door. The vermilion lacquer door is wide open, the beam is wide, the plaque is hung high above the lintel, and the two big characters - Li Mansion.

King Cheng is well prepared.

The mighty stone lions, maids and even the old housekeeper on both sides stood in a row in front of the door, and when Li Xianyuan got out of the carriage, they bowed their heads together: "I've seen the master." ”

Needless to say, it must have been done by King Cheng.

The weather was bitterly cold. These maids are not thin, but they are not thick. The little face and hands were frozen red. Li Xianyuan said: "You don't have to be polite, you warm up your body and go your own way." ”

"Yes. The maids shouted in unison, bowed slightly, and dispersed. They were very happy in their hearts, and it seemed that this new master was a master who would hurt people.

There was a maid who did not leave, she stood beside the housekeeper and walked alone.

"Master, the villain's surname is Wen, I've been waiting for you for a long time. The housekeeper bowed, took the burden from Li Xianyuan's hand, and led Li Xianyuan into the door, and the maid also followed. Li Xianyuan glanced at his words and ignored them.

When you enter the door, the first thing that catches your eye is the front yard. Red bricks and green tiles, built with high walls, can not be seen at a glance. The courtyard has flower terraces, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, everything. The flowers and plants that were moved at a large cost to the plantation grow luxuriantly. It's obviously early winter, but there is a sense of spring.

"Master, this flower was brought from the north by the prince with great effort, and this flower can not be frozen to death even in winter. The housekeeper was half a step behind Li Xianyuan, and his attitude was respectful.

Li Xianyuan asked: "Steward Wen is rigorous, could it be that he was attached to the prince before?"

"The villain previously took up the position of housekeeper in the prince's mansion. In recent years, he has become very old. It's time for you to come to Beijing again. The prince will let the villain come here to take care of your daily life. "Steward Wen has ordered so far, he didn't say that King Cheng treats you well, even the housekeeper is Yunyun sent from his own house. From this alone, it is clear that the old butler is by no means idle. Come to think of it. The second prince Cheng is a housekeeper in the palace, how can he be an ordinary person.

"This flower doesn't have to be worth it here. Li Xianyuan stared at the garden for a long time, and suddenly spoke. If you have a point, you say: "It's winter, why bother to put this thing to save spring?"

"Yes, the villain will call someone to do it later. The housekeeper replied.

Continue to wander around the mansion, which is a sprawling mansion with a large setting of buildings and several gardens alone. In addition to the front and back gardens, there is also a small garden in the inner residence for the owner to share with his close friends.

King Cheng's gift is not ungenerous. This place is bounded by this mansion. It will never come without hundreds of thousands of silver.

The inner bedroom is antique and has nanmu furniture. The bed is one person wide and covered by a blue curtain.

"Thank you for your kindness. After looking around, Li Xianyuan turned around and said to Steward Wen.

"You're welcome, sir. If nothing else, the villain goes to prepare lunch. ”

Li Xianyuan bowed his head and watched him leave the bedroom. There is a slight emptiness in my heart.

Now the mansion covers an area of 100 inches and is famous, but where is there anyone who can talk to it. He hoped that he could have auditory hallucinations and hear Li Wan'er's voice.

Suddenly, dark eyes froze. Li Xianyuan found that the maid who was following Steward Wen had not left yet, and was watching herself.

"But is there anything else?" Li Xianyuan asked.

"That butterfly love flower, did you really make it? The maid suddenly asked.

Li Xianyuan bowed. It was quite surprising for a maid to know this poem. Could it be that he is also famous in Beijing?

The maid continued: "But you are not very old, but you are affectionate but ruthlessly annoyed. I don't want you to do anything. ”

Li Xianyuan knew that he was only thirteen years old. If you make poems that are too shocking and involve a state of mind, you will definitely be suspicious. Therefore, for a long time, he only copied landscape poems, not mood poems. It's just that I didn't expect that the first person to question myself now is actually a girl.

Li Xianyuan thought for a while and said, "At that time, the situation was urgent, so I had to write a poem randomly. ”

If she knew the poem Butterfly Love Flower, she must also know what circumstances this poem was written.

"Hmph, that woman is lucky. The maid snorted softly, her face full of jealousy. The woman she said was Situ Yanran.

Li Xianyuan didn't understand why he said this.

The maid raised her neck arrogantly, revealing a piece of white skin: "You are a little ugly, a little shorter, and your literary style is a little worse." But the dwarf pulls the general. This palace is reluctant, and it is good to accept you as a colt. ”

Li Xianyuan frowned slightly.

He knew what King Cheng's caution meant. It turned out that he was telling him to be careful of this princess.

It's just that I don't know if she is the famous Princess Huiming who has never met.

She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. There is little difference in height. The appearance is delicate and jade-carved, the water eyes are smart and naughty, and the long hair is soft and smooth.

It is said that Princess Huiming is only twelve or thirteen years old, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, gentle and kind, and there is no rumor that she is a barbaric princess, is this princess not the other princess?

Li Xianyuan did not draw conclusions, and said calmly: "The princess said that she laughed, and it was not time to talk about marriage yet." ”

"Bold, I'm a princess, you dare to disobey me?" the girl snorted, her face arrogant.

Although this princess is rude, she is still a little worse than Wu Yi. Li Xianyuan said: "Talking about marriage is a private matter, and no one can force it to interfere. ”

The girl shouted rudely: "Then I will let my father make an order to marry you to me!"

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "Even if the saint speaks, it's useless." ”

"I don't care! If you don't be a colt, I'll behead you all over the house!" The girl's expression was arrogant, and there was no room for relaxation.

Be someone else. Don't send a horse to the door in vain. Only Li Xianyuan hated these the most, and he was even more tired of being persecuted, so he arched his hand, and his face was like death Tan Wubo: "It's really not talented, there is no Ding in the next family, only oneself." ”

"You have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to No resistance. ”

Li Xianyuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

The girl was still unconscious, hugged her chest and shouted: "You are a six-rank marquis, it is a blessing to be a concubine." What reluctance. Don't you still think about your folk goblin......

Smack-

A crisp echo echoed in the empty bedroom, and it also interrupted the girl's words.

Li Xianyuan lowered his palm, his eyes cold.

"You dare to hit me?" the girl covered her red and swollen cheeks with her hands, and looked at Li Xianyuan in a daze.

"This is disciplining you for your parents. Li Xianyuan's face was calm.

The girl was so embarrassed that she choked and pulled out a short knife from behind her and slashed straight towards Li Xianyuan!

Li Xianyuan seems that the girl's movements are too slow, so slow that she doesn't need to make a move. can endure it by herself, and the girl is more and more poked and prodded. Several times in front of the neck and eyes, beckoning to the point.

Li Xianyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the girl's wrist, and twisted it hard. The girl screamed in pain, the dagger fell to the ground, and she turned around in pain, her back pressed against Li Xianyuan.

"Let go of me!" the girl struggled.

"Good. (To be continued.) )