237. A thousand turns
The yard is still the same yard, he is still him, I ...... Naturally, it's still me.
The courtyard, in the last corner of the whole palace, is quiet.
Yinzhen, the eternal fourth master, the calm and indifferent Prince Yong.
I, the fourth son of the emperor, Fu Jin, the head of the Yong Prince's Mansion. The former identity was given by Kangxi, but the latter status was given by him.
The man who walked before me and stepped into the threshold, still dressed in the weather, stood in the middle of the room and turned slowly, the faint sunlight shining softly on the window, breaking the black shadow at his feet, fading.
I stood a few steps inside the curtain, the wind blowing the corners of the curtain across the hem of my skirt, and my feet on the bottom of the flower pot sled to the ground.
This autumn seems to have come earlier and colder than usual.
He just stood there looking at me, less gloomy and more visibly tired.
No matter how I want to hide, when I see him like this, I hide any sour and resentment first, but I feel distressed. Sighing secretly, he moved his stiff feet and walked over, and raised his hand to unfasten the buckle around his neck.
"They all said that you should wash up and rest, why are the two nursing dolls still disobedient than Hongwan. I rushed back all the way back and spent a long time in the palace, and finally entered the house, not to mention that I was distressed and distressed, but also thought about this house, how many people were worried. β
Looking directly at the whiteness of the silver-gray robe, his hand was held in the palm of his hand, and even his voice was tired, and he weakly bowed his head against my shoulder. "You're not right. β
I don't want to say unlucky words, but if he really falls because he doesn't care for himself, I'm afraid that the people in this house will not be able to live.
The hairline behind his ear rubbed against my collar and hugged me like the night before he left the house.
Slowly tilted his head and printed a kiss, nudged his shoulder and responded with a smile, "Wait for dinner in the lower hall, don't be without energy, a big family, all of them are clear and exquisite, and they ...... any pain."
The coldness of his fingertips was warmed by him, and he moved twice in his palm and clenched it tighter, as if there was a thorn on the top that itched and hurt, and he instantly stiffened and forgot how to bend, and he didn't know how to continue.
"I miss you. The soft words came into his ears, lingering with the unique smell of his body, even if the wind and dust stained his body, it still couldn't cover it.
Nodding in response, he hesitated and didn't refuse, leaning on his shoulder and whispering, "Come back from afar, change your clothes and lie down for a while, it's also good to recuperate." β
"E-Niang said don't go to your heart, in this mansion, you are the master, out of this mansion, there is me. β
Does he know? Clairvoyance or Tailwind?
Does he know what his mother said to us, and what she hinted at? I'm afraid that no matter how much he understands, he will not be able to change it, otherwise he will not bring a woman back. Thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled hard, "E-Niang's words are naturally right, and it is also what Huang Ama meant." β
There was only the sound of breathing, so light and shallow that it was almost inaudible. I shifted my weight over and leaned comfortably, his arms wrapped around his waist and held still. After a while, I heard a hoarse sigh, like a laugh that shook out of my chest, and with the trembling of my chest, the hand behind me stroked upward, gently patted the back of my head, and almost touched the golden hairpin that was tied to my hair, and was taken off by him.
The warmth on the back of my neck passed through my five fingers into the veins, and I was sleepy when I rubbed it, and I vaguely heard him whispering in his ear, unreal, "What about you?"
"What?" I heard my voice lazy, a little uninterested, not knowing what he was asking, and not bothering to guess.
Yin Zhen sighed helplessly, clasped his hands around my neck and opened some distance, staring at me with a faint light in his eyes, which seemed to be cold and hot to the bottom of my eyes, burning. The faces that were close at hand fixed in front of me, whispering what I had said not long ago, made me hear and see it clearly. "I miss you. β
I bowed my head in recognition and whispered, "Me too." β
"Really?"
Gritting my teeth, these two words don't seem to come from those lips, but like a hand that stretched out and slapped me on the back of the heart, crushing a large stone that had been deposited.
The hands that pressed against the skin around my neck tightened suddenly, and I lifted my body off the ground and pressed against him, my thumb held up my chin, and I could see his shrinking black pupils, and I could see the two small mes inside. Lose the self-confidence of the past, let alone refresh your spirits. Cannot overlap.
No wonder he didn't believe it, and even I was a little skeptical that the thoughts I had been missing for more than a month were real or my self-righteousness.
"Thinking that he didn't want to see me, he left me at the door of the house and turned away, preferring to hold the account book in a daze and disturb his grandson's rest than come back to face me. β
I shook my head, my eyes so hard that I couldn't open them, wrapped my arms around his neck and hid my face behind his ears that he couldn't see. The unexplained acid came up from the bottom of my heart again, almost drowning me.
What can we do? His mother taught us that a prince should serve well, let alone a prince like him. If the children are gone, there can be no more, but you can't snub the man who is the master. It's clearly what it says to me, where can I pretend not to understand, and how can I avoid it.
I never asked who he went to, and I didn't stop him, and it has been that way for many years. But I won't arrange it against my will, I can't do it.
This time, reluctantly, I hid away and left him there, and the women relied on their abilities. I just thought he hadn't come back yet, hadn't come near me yet.
It turns out that it doesn't work either.
The damp eyes rubbed against his collar, the silver piping embroidery thread was removed, and the plain white cloud pattern on the wet light gray neckline became like a hazy sky, gray.
"You said you'd be back soon, but you didn't. I waited for half a month, and I waited for another half a month, and you took them for 40 days. I kneel in the crowd and can't see you, I can't see anything...... There are so many people that I can't even find them myself. β
The hands behind me tightened and tightened, and they almost ran out of breath, and finally put me back on the ground. I watched as his feet stepped back to the edge of the bed, his robe dangling. When he tried to take the coat off, he threw it on the stool, glanced sideways at my face, and unbuttoned his robe earnestly, and kept talking in his hand.
"Which woman dares to look up, don't want her head? Are you embarrassed or test me? I have already seen you, in my Fujin position, can you still find it? Even Hongli They have seen it, called Eniang. β
He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his boots, leaned over and pulled me over and wrapped it around his lap, his fingertips wiped the corners of his lips under my eyes, and rubbed my arms with his palms, but he was still laughing in that tepid tone, "I knew that I would have to wait so long, not to mention adding more clothes, I was frozen? Thinking that you were happy alone, I didn't let people come back to deliver the letter, so I still had me in my heart. β
This man's sophistry is the first, there are always 10,000 reasons to block you from having nowhere to vent, saying that it is for my good, but in the final analysis, it is not mine. Why don't you say that he was playing wild outside and forgot about me.
"You're so domineering and don't leave, you can't be bombarded. Fingers pointed at his heart and drew circles through his underwear, sourly not vomiting or unhappy, "But here, you are also happy outside alone, and you are both a father and a son enjoying the family, and me?"
A small figure suddenly popped out of his mind, his face could not be seen clearly with his head lowered, his black hair was curled into a simple bun, and his slender fingers were pulling a very tender blue handkerchief, and the color alone was pretty.
In addition to me, those women also noticed, how could they not see.
His face suddenly lowered and almost hit his chest under the open white undershirt, and the exclamation that was about to exhale bit between his lips and teeth and hurt his tongue. Two extremely thin red blood marks on his chest were scratched by thin fingernails, very subtle but unsightly.
"Is there any?"
When his voice sounded above his head, the tip of his nose happened to be pressed against the wound as if it was burned by fire, and he wanted to retreat his head and sink his whole face, and the beaded hair that had been scattered was thrown with a clanging sound, and the hair that fell on his cheeks blocked my unbearable nausea.
I wanted to push him, but the placket under my palm was clenched tightly, and I couldn't hold my breath to stop the familiar smell, and there was nothing else.
The thud made me straighten up, and the soles of my feet jumped on a cool air, and the other shoe flew not far from the bed, and I watched it roll on the ground, as if I had suddenly been lying on my back on the bed. His mind was buzzing and his eyes were shaking, and he couldn't tell which was real and which was illusory, until his face zoomed in on his eyes, and the tips of his nose touched each other.
Unable to push away, he pressed him down, slid his hands back and forth on his body, and finally tied them around his waist, squinted at me and asked softly, "Let you take care of your body, but you are getting thinner and thinner, deliberately? No wonder the wind seems to blow you away." β
My lips are still soft, my beard still tickles me, and my warm chest under my palms is still beating strongly.
The fingertips gently scraped the two subtle red marks, and he couldn't avoid it, so he simply bit his lower lip, "Let you take good care of yourself, but you came back with an injury, deliberately? No wonder you are looking for me, do you want to ask Imperial Doctor Su to come over for treatment?"
Yin Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked at me, glanced at my fingertips quickly, a weird laugh came out of his throat, and suddenly raised his head and bit my lip, so painful that I couldn't scream and added two half-new marks in my hand.
"If it weren't for your son, it's like a temper. Someone who finally let me breathe fresh air had a good face, grabbed my hand and wiped the new wounds and old marks on his chest, still with a pair of smiling eyes, like two flashing flames under his eyes with his slightly panting breath, "The good deeds your son did almost made him feel wronged." You said...... Punish you or punish him. β
Who to punish? He is so obvious, why bother me to do it. It's just that he said Hongday, lie to me...... But I didn't hesitate to believe it.
The fiery gaze in front of him was like his hand, unrelentingly entangled. I am no stranger to him and even miss him, but I can't say it, a mouth is an awkward resentment that makes me want to find a seam, "Yinzhen, it won't be like this before, I can always find a reason to be happy, now I will be tired, afraid, I will think a lot of things from the past, but I can't remember clearly." I...... Isn't it old. β
He suddenly straightened his face, lifted my waist away from the bed and leaned against him, but Yan SΓΉ's face was closer. "What about me, in your heart, I'm old too, am I?"
"No, you're a man, it's different. β
"It's no different, we've come to this day together, you are what I am, what I am, what I am, and what I will be. Our days are still long, and the things that should be remembered in the past should be remembered, and the things that should not be remembered should be forgotten long ago, and don't think about it. β
"Really?"
Yin Zhen was so angry that he pursed the corners of his mouth, stared at me with his brows and temples jumping and jumping, and the hand on his waist suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Hurriedly pressed the hand that kept pulling the buckle, but he pulled it away even harder, and the cold air instantly soaked the warmth of the shoulder and neck, and the two temperatures collided so much that I couldn't help but cry out, and was blocked by him.
"Old?" said a light tea fragrance between my lips and tongue, mixed with the same light sandalwood, as if to push these two words into my mouth and swallow them. This tone is rarely heard, a little evil with a temptation that I can't resist, not as good as him in front of people on weekdays, the one called Prince Yong.
It was quiet, except for the rustling of our clothes and our gasps, accompanied by a soft creaking. The sunlight was so weak that it was hard to discern, only a pale orange patch of light orange shrouded in the empty soft couch through the window paper, and there were two faint figures outside.
Pushed his lips apart hard, in exchange for a pair of puzzled eyes, which were overflowing with his love and desire, which could not be denied at this moment. Lying on the bed with his shoulders on his shoulders, trying to make his voice clear but still with an unsteady gasp, as anxious as if he wanted to beat his heart out of his throat, "Yinzhen, dinner...... We ......"
Halfway through the sentence, my arms were grabbed and thrown on top of him, and a low roar with heat spewed on my lips, "Go to his supper, you can forget what you just said outside this room." β
It's just that this man has no one in his eyes, and he is not reasonable. The water that spilled out of the words, even if I pretend to forget, which woman in this house will forget. Also, there was the new woman who came through the door, a very small woman.
"I ...... You know...... I ...... "It's hard to change the rhetoric, and it's the first time that a husband and wife have used such words to refuse for so many years." His face burned badly, his heart beat even faster, and when he saw his eyebrows that were still a little annoyed, he bit his lip and quickly said the words that were tangled in his heart, "Don't try me with this, I really can't bear your tossing, you know, you will really tire me to death, spare me." β
Before he could finish speaking, I lay back on my back, and as he quickly pressed down the veil next to the bed, enveloping us in privacy. It was obviously a large bed, but it was cramped and cramped because of his covering, and it was cold in autumn, but it was warm and hot because of his embrace.
The person who was still indignant actually laughed, and a low laugh could be heard with his face buried in my neck, "Twenty years ago, you were like this, not seeking improvement, but complaining about me." Fortunately, this body hasn't changed, and I can't get old, so I have to pay for another daughter. β
My face burned even hotter, and the belly pocket on my chest disappeared under his palm, and the pounding atrium was held in his palm.
Hasn't it changed? In his mouth, thinness is the same, and so are the others?
When I lost the ability to think, I suddenly remembered that some woman once said that if a woman can remain free from the influence of gravity at the age of forty, it is a success.
I'm a little confused, what kind of life is this, there should be no woman in the Qing Dynasty who dares to have such an idea, let alone say it.
Not...... Whatever it is, there are many kinds of success, and it is already a very NB thing to make Prince Yong, who has many women, favor me alone for more than 20 years.
How do you want to succeed? Just be happy in time! I miss him so much.
As for the rest, you can put it off, if I haven't been exhausted by him in this bed for a while, it's not too late.