Chapter 8: King Xiao (II)
The warm pink agate floor tiles, the gently fluttering bed curtains and the silver-red brocade quilt embroidered with green mandarin ducks in the blue gauze cabinet form a beautiful and fragrant spring boudoir scene. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ He put me on the bed, leaned down and tore off my goose yellow shirt with some eagerness and threw it aside. When my hot back came into contact with the coldness of the silk, I felt a cold bitterness in my heart, and I couldn't help but clutch the sheets under me, frowning and closing my eyes, avoiding his heavy breathing on my neck and chest.
King Xiao suddenly stopped untying my little clothes, raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "You don't like it very much?"
My heart sank, and I said coquettishly, "Your Highness! β
He stood up and smiled coldly, "I'm afraid! Are you an ignorant boy who has never done anything?" he looked down at me condescendingly for a moment, and I only held the brocade quilt in front of my chest, and lowered my eyes and was silent, unable to look at him any longer.
King Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, looked at me silently for a while, and turned away with his sleeves.
I leaned against the corner of the bed, silently shedding tears, and in the tears I saw Zhan Lu come in, and gently picked up the clothes on the ground and sorted them out. Approaching the bed, he looked at me clearly, and said reproachfully, "Actually, the prince is very attentive to his wife." Although I don't know why the lady is unwilling to serve the prince, the slave and maid also understand the hardships of the lady and the wife, but forgive the slave and the maid for saying a word, the identity of the lady is established as soon as she enters the palace, so why should she suffer so much. It made the prince even more unhappy. β
As soon as I was relieved, the relationship between King Xiao and Zhan Lu's master and servant was so close that I turned my head and told a maid that it was really unreasonable, but it was very promising for my current situation. Then he raised his eyes and looked at Zhan Lu, his face was innocent and dazed, "How can I not want to serve His Highness? Since I am a concubine of the palace, how can Xiaoguan be like this? What's more, Xiaoguan doesn't want to just serve His Highness as a master, for Xiaoguan, His Royal Highness is also a husband." Just now in the room, Xiao Guan just hurt himself because he could only be one of the many concubines around His Highness. It is really not what I want to provoke His Highness to misunderstand and anger. β
Zhan Lu's complexion gradually returned to normal, and she knelt down on her knees, and said in a slow voice, "The slave maid was rude just now. Please punish Madame. β
I got out of bed, helped her up with both hands, and said softly, "You will only drink for my own good, like an initiation, otherwise I don't know why His Highness left in disappointment, and how could I punish you if I am so grateful to you." In the future, Xiaoguan's affairs will be handled by Lao Zhanlu. As he spoke, he called Chifu in, "Fetch the Dongzhu that the princess gave us." When Chifu took it, he personally handed the treasure flower satin box full of pearls to Zhan Lu, and said, "Zhan Lu has been in the palace for a long time, and he is used to seeing wealth, so this bead is naturally not in your eyes." I don't dare to compare with what the prince rewarded you in the past. It's just the same, your name is Zhanlu, and this Dongzhu is as mellow and amiable as the dewdrops, adding a layer of preciousness. It's just a little bit of my heart, just to give you a blessing and a new year. β
The gratitude in Zhan Lu's eyes flashed, and he didn't shirk it, and he thanked him and left the room.
Chifu said, "The slave looks at her and loves the young lady's reward very much." β
I took a sip of the tea on the table, I was really thirsty after a long time, smiled slowly, and said softly, "I just guessed that she has such a talent and is a slave, she must have sighed for a thin life, but I don't know which master called it to be 'Zhan Lu', it sounds good, but the morning dew is the easiest thing to dissipate." Now it is natural and appropriate to use Dongzhu to bless her. β
Chifu nodded, "And accepting Miss's things, although it doesn't necessarily mean that she can really help Miss because of this, at least it means that she doesn't want to draw a line with us." β
I listened with a smile, but when my eyes touched the messy brocade quilt on the bed, the smile disappeared. He said in a low voice, "I couldn't bear it today, I thought I could." Silently, he smiled lightly, "That's it, it's wrong." β
Seeing that Chifu was puzzled, I said gently, "In the past, you also followed me to learn from Master Yuan, can you remember the beginning of the Book of Songs?"
Chifu nodded, "Remember, it's "National Style, Zhou Nan-Guan Ju", beauty is a clichΓ©." Why did you mention this now, Miss?"
I shook my head, "You've learned the habits of a literati with lofty ambitions." ClichΓ©s? That just shows that it's an unbreakable truth, so people often talk about it. Today's mistakes are wrong, you only start from 'can't ask for it, and you can't think about it.' Leisurely, tossing and turning, go up and think about it. β
Chi Fu knew what I meant after thinking about it, and said with a smile, "The slave understands. Turning his head to look out the window, "It's just that the weather is so hot, in addition to the fact that the prince is thoughtful and unable to sleep, the anger will inevitably be much greater." β