She just finished washing, draped her hair, sitting alone in the hall, this is not a very common thing in recent times, since Xu Changshou lined up the ascension of the immortal dance, she almost every day to call these young little ladies to the front, or holding a feather fan, or wearing a crane, posing all kinds of fairy looks, inside and outside to figure out her preferences, and everywhere into a lot of young and beautiful little ladies to come, and even some ministers openly and secretly boast of their daughters are charming and good at dancing, can enter the palace as a female official, She is a little unkind, all the women who can read a few words and know a few words, are all included in the inner study hall - the good are all girls, the reputation is not hindered, if it is a man, I don't know what to say, but with her temper, these small things are probably not taken to heart.

Wan'er speculated, but she didn't squint, calmly entered, and saluted as usual. She didn't immediately call Wan'er closer, but straightened up and looked down slowly, which was more unusual, Wan'er involuntarily lowered her head a little more, but heard her laugh: "The older you get, the more shy you are, just raise your head." ”

Listening to the tone, it didn't look like she was angry, but Wan'er didn't dare to take it lightly, she raised her head slowly, her eyes fell just enough to see the strap on her waist, her hands folded in front of her, and she bowed naturally, as obedient as a virgin.

She smiled: "I didn't see you so careful a few days ago, but now you are restrained." ”

Wan'er knew that she still minded this matter, some time ago her uncle passed away, and when she asked for leave, she saw that her face was unhappy, when Wan'er thought she was going to break her word, she approved the leave, and she took the leave, but it was only one day - Cui Mingde's grandfather passed away, but it was approved for ten days, Wan'er knew that the Cui family was a big family, Cui Qiao and her uncle, Cui Mingde and her are also like a world, and her uncle is not a relative of the family, but there are still some small grievances, the so-called day off in the palace, but go out during the day and come back in the evening, Wan'er has to delay a thing that can be done back and forth until the next morning, and cheekily spent the night at the house of a relative she had never met, and came back in the early morning with a heart that would be scolded, and even thought of a prevarication to deal with it, but she didn't say a word, as if the original permission was a day and night off. Wan'er doesn't believe in such a big thing, she will turn a deaf ear, these days, always be careful, really listen to her mention, but breathe a sigh of relief, just about to open her mouth to justify, but heard her laugh again: "If you want to explain that, then you don't have to, your aunt only has such a relative, and she has always cared for you, and it is nothing for you to spend the night in his mansion - not to mention that you haven't gone elsewhere." ”

In the end, she is still guarding herself, Wan'er pursed her lips, thanked the Holy Grace in a timely manner, saw her pinching the pen with one hand, and gently stepped forward, spread out the paper for her, pressed the paperweight, and saw that the ink was not well studied, and rolled up her sleeves, and re-spread the ink, waiting for her to dip the pen in ink, but she did not give instructions for a long time, when Wan'er raised her eyes to look at her, she saw her eyes staring at the inkstone, and found that Wan'er was looking at her, so she put the pen down: "Taiping has just come." ”

It turned out to be the ink that the princess grinded, so it's no wonder that others don't serve with all their hearts. Wan'er waited quietly for her to say more, but she stopped and said after a while: "Not bad." ”

Wan'er was stunned for a moment to realize that she was referring to the silver bracelet in her hand, but a circle slightly thicker than her wrist, but thirty-two treasures of different shapes were carved down, which were all covered in the sleeves some time ago, and when she studied the ink, she was exposed, so that she could see it at a glance - what she saw just now was probably not inkstone and ink, but this bracelet.

Obviously it was a legitimate object, but Wan'er felt a little weak inexplicably, gently withdrew her hand, let her sleeves cover it, and bowed her head and said, "It's a meeting gift from my aunt." ”

She sighed, forgetting about the princess, but took Wan'er's hand, rolled up her sleeves, held the bracelet with one hand, tilted her head back, and squinted her eyes: "Is it just one?"

Wan'er answered yes, listened to her chuckle, and gently put her hand down, but her hand did not let go: "If it is a pair, it must look better." ”

Wan'er didn't know what to say, if it was a person like Xu Changsheng, then she should have asked for another one with her, but Wan'er couldn't do such a thing, not only couldn't she do it, but she was even a little afraid that she would say something to give another one, but she really didn't say anything, but Wan'er felt a little lost, withdrew her hand quietly, and asked softly: "What does Your Majesty want to say to your concubine?"

She smiled and said: "When people are old, they are easy to forget things - Taiping said that she wants to hold an 'auction', and she has prepared everything outside, only a deacon who is an assistant woman is missing, and she is here to ask for people." As he spoke, he explained a few words about the "auction" and said with a smile: "Who do you want to ask for?"

The first thing Wan'er thought of was Cui Mingde, who was born in a clan, known as a talented person, and had a good relationship with the princess, but looking at her face, she didn't feel like it, and after thinking about it again, she vaguely thought of a person, and didn't dare to answer, when she wanted to answer Cui Mingde again, she glanced at her face and changed her words: "Since it is the main office of the public, she can be Song Foyou, Pei Lansheng and the like." ”

She pretended to be displeased: "You have also learned from them those bad things, and your words are not true—if they are those people, why do you come to me so badly?"

Wan'er said: "If you can take advantage of Your Majesty's will, it will naturally be more beautiful." ”

She glanced at Wan'er with a smile: "Taiping wants to ask you to come forward." ”

Although she had expected it, Wan'er was still shocked: "Concubine... Isn't it appropriate?"

She smiled and didn't answer, just asked, "Do you want to do it?"

Wan'er's fingertips moved, she couldn't help but raise her eyes, secretly looked at her expression, and saw that she was also looking at herself, looking at each other, Wan'er's heart jumped slightly, and she hurriedly bowed her head and said, "Concubine listen to Your Majesty." ”

She smiled, "I'm asking about you." ”

When I left the palace, I suddenly saw in front of me, the beggar who wrote Buddhist scriptures with his feet, the Hu man who climbed the flagpole and changed spells, the orchid who danced when he was dancing, and the man who chanted and sighed... The red, white, white, green, and green pedestrians on the side of the Tianjin Bridge look no different from the people in the palace, but they are just two eyes and a nose, but they look thousands of times more vivid than in the palace, Wan'er unconsciously pursed her mouth again, and the word "think" went around her mouth several times, but when she finally came out, it was still the same: "Wait for Your Majesty's will." ”

There was a sudden silence in the hall, Wan'er knew that she was looking at herself, bent her waist deeply, tied her hands and bowed her head, waiting for her hair to fall, but she was not as angry as she expected, and she didn't even want to pretend, after a while, she sighed, and her voice was also melancholy: "Do you all think I'm old?"

Wan'er looked up in a daze, and rarely saw loneliness on her face: "Your Majesty... "No matter which way you look at it, she doesn't look like a person of her age, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is less than forty years old just by looking at her face, but after all, she is this age, her movements are not as fast as before, her eyes are not as sharp as before, and even her thoughts... It's not as elusive as it used to be.

She sighed again, but her tone became stern: "I ask you again, if you are only in your heart, do you want to do this? ”

Even after following her for so long, Wan'er was still taken aback by this sternness, slowly knelt down, raised her head, and said after a while: "Back to Your Majesty, I think." ”

She laughed: "In your opinion, should I be peaceful?" 166 Reading Network