He walked, without looking back, without stopping.

The room was the same as before he came, empty and silent. Even Mingxiang, the only one who can accompany me, is not there, and I am the only one left. Outside the window, the moonlight was still shining in, shining on the table, on the bed, on my body, and the cold silver shrouded me, as if laughing, mocking.

The suddenly cold air still permeated the breath of his time, sandalwood, stars and moon, red candles and wine, sweat and tears, intertwined, and an indescribable taste, in short, each of them, all related to him.

I don't know what I'm doing, just like he did when he walked, lying on my back. Until the sky was slightly bright, and the light orange sunlight replaced the moonlight, I still lay like this.

Mingxiang came in and called me, looked at me and turned her back, and quickly turned around to help me sit up, and gently covered the quilt.

The body was so sore, that he didn't obey the call, and when he moved, the pain under his body that seemed to be torn immediately spread throughout his body.

Ming Xiang picked up a white satin handkerchief from the bed and folded it gently. The red dots above are like the red of yesterday's house, and like today, but there is no longer that festive illusion.

One qiē and one qiē are like sarcasm, reminding me of my high climbing, self-righteousness, and even self-inflicted humiliation.

I held a heart, and he didn't want it, not only didn't want it, but he didn't even bother to look at it.

My heart hurt so much that my eyes were sour, but I couldn't cry anymore, and I heard my own laughter, which overflowed my lips lowly, and my heart trembled with laughter.

Mingxiang looked at me worriedly, I knew, but I was staring at the evidence in her hand. The body that was originally unable to move seemed to suddenly have strength, and he leaned over and pulled it from her hand, tearing it hard.

If you want to be broken, you can break it together, whether it's me or anything, he doesn't care anyway.

I have learned a lot of these royal rules in the palace, and I have been trying to learn them in this prince's mansion. One day, one month, one year, so many years, it is for him to learn. It's just that in his heart, I'm afraid that nothing is right.

Leaning on the head of the bed with a smile, his hand was still holding the white satin handkerchief that had been broken into strips, hanging on the side of the bed, and he could still see the red that could not be torn off on it, the red at first glance.

"Miss, the slave has prepared hot water, let's wait for you to bathe first. ”

What is the use of bathing?...... I'm already clean, what's there to wash!

Tilting her head to look at Mingxiang, her gaze stopped at me, blushed for a moment and lowered her head, and soon raised her mouth again in surprise, kneeling on the side of the bed and looking straight at my waist exposed to the air, her fingers trembling and reaching over, not daring to touch.

The waist and abdomen below the ribs and up to the two hips were covered with bruises and purple and red bruises of different shades, and there was even a bloody scab scar, and the inner thigh was snaked with a stain of bright red blood that had long since dried up.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, looking at the curtain on the top of the bed that was still so red that there was not a trace of variegated color, his heart calmed down.

"Mingxiang, don't call Miss again in the future, your Miss is married, and if you marry the fourth master, you have to abide by the rules. From now on, as they do, call the master, or...... Side Fujin. ”

Yes, side Fujin, even if it is also called Fujin, I am only a side room after all.

Why don't you listen to the second brother?

At the beginning, I could choose to marry another man, but I was determined to marry him......

In fact, I know that the second brother is just reluctant, reluctant to let me marry and be young. But I also know that he, like me, wants me to marry in and marry this royal prince. Men have their own plans and plans, how could I not know. It's just that, if it weren't for my insistence, maybe, it wouldn't be this ending.

In the steam, I closed my eyes, as if I saw the man I had seen for the first time.

At that time, he was 25 years old, walking in front of his second brother, his back was straight, I don't seem to remember more, only vaguely remember that he walked very slowly, but I couldn't keep up.

When I left the house, the second brother hugged me and smiled, and asked teasingly if it would be good to marry the eldest brother in the house when I grew up in the future. Who? For a moment, I couldn't even remember, what big brother? When the second brother talked about it, I realized that it was his eldest son, the same age as me, and he was a well-behaved boy who was holding a little rabbit in the front hall and looking at me.

The juvenile joke is not taken seriously, but this memory will not linger.

When I don't pay attention, time always flies quickly, four years, in a flash.

When Kangxi saw it again in 46 years, I realized that it was not that I couldn't remember, but that I remembered it too deeply, deep into my heart. As soon as this man appeared, I could easily recognize it, Si Belle!

Also remembered was the woman who always stood beside him, and the two of them always seemed to appear together, as if they had never been separated. It's just that the eldest brother who was laughingly told by the second brother to marry me when I grow up is no longer alive.

West Mountain, sunny snow, the second brother made an appointment with him. The second brother never thought that he also brought Fujin, just like they didn't expect to see me again.

Seeing her sitting on a horse leaning in front of him, carefully held in his arms and whispering in his ear, I don't know if I was blown out of my brain by the wind and snow, and I actually asked her about the eldest brother who died early, completely forgetting the second brother's advice, don't mention this matter.

I could feel her stunned and nervous, even the pain in her eyes, and I felt like I had my favorite beautiful clothes, and I was even happier.

I think I was wrong. Even if the second brother didn't blame me, and even he didn't say a word of reproach, when they left, she was hugged tighter by him. My second brother and I stood on the mountain road, and I couldn't see her still leaning in front of him, but I knew that his head was always down in her ear, and I didn't know what he was talking about, what could he say for so long.

The second brother often mentions him, but he is too cold and taciturn, and in front of her, I don't even feel that he will be such a person. Perhaps, the back I remember in my heart, the real him is always like this, gentle and considerate.

Since then, what often appears in my heart has really become such a man, but I can't always see who he is holding tightly. It's still a back, but it's getting clearer. I began to vaguely think, vaguely expecting, one day, but it will be me?

The second brother left the capital and left the capital, and I stayed here as I wished, where he was.

It's just that here, there is still her, always standing by his side. One is silent and cold, and the other is smiling.

He never looked at me much, and no one really cared about my storage, just like I was really just a stayer, just a passerby, and one day I would leave. I knew in my heart that I was going to stay, I was going to stay, I was going to stay here forever! One day, I would be one of them, I would be his woman......

The days are still the same as before, as they were when I was not married, and I even go out less often, and I stay in my room every day.

I thought it would be hard to see him again, after he was gone like that. Because I know that the women in this backyard are like this, and they have been like this for many years, living their own lives, and the days without the Lord, unless he comes to the door.

Actually, I was the exception.

Even though he only came to sit every day, never spoke to me, and always sat on a chair by the window with a book, and read quietly, he still became the exception in this house.

What is this?

Come to think of it, it's for people to see, for the second brother, for the Nian family, it seems to be endlessly favored by me. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid I'd be like those women, and it would be difficult to see him.

No, there is a woman in this mansion, and her yard is often taken care of - Geng's.

I forgot that when I was still living here and not married, he used to go to her for an afternoon, even for dinner. Why is a woman as cold and silent as him? I don't feel that he is special to her at all, except for frequenting, let alone pampering, even the look on her when looking at her is no different from that of other women, what is she?

Child?

When Kangxi was 50 years old, the two women gave birth to sons for him one after another, after she left. Perhaps, it was for the sake of his son that he was like this. For the sake of the heirs, the royal men will always be a little different. Mo said that the royal family is an ordinary man in the world, who doesn't like a son who can continue the incense.

Maybe...... I looked at the figure who was still sitting by the window and reading without squinting, perhaps, if I could give birth to a son for him, plus the bargaining chip of the Nian family, I could really get a real difference.

The second brother sent a letter to his family, but he ignored it, and I took the initiative to hand it over. The second brother is his cronie, no matter what it is, such loyalty must always be shown. Besides, the second brother also mentioned in the letter that he wanted me to serve the fourth master for a good life, which he should understand if he is smart.

His gaze moved from the page to the letter in my hand, and he just glanced at it, noncommittal.

With a silent smile, he took the letter and walked back to the table, picking up a pen and replying to the letter. After signing his name and thinking about whether he should also show him, he got up and walked over to pick up the pen, and wrote a greeting to the second brother at the end of the letter, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, and I read it for a long time.

I don't know if the second brother's letter worked, he actually stayed with me for dinner, and Gao Wuyong waited for washing.

Two months, it has been two months since I got married into the house, and for the first time, he stayed in my room from the afternoon until the sun set and the night became darker.

The candles are still extinguished, the bed is still the same, just the ordinary bedding, and there are no more festive patterns, and there is no hope for that night. I just want a child, a son who can keep him and make him look at him differently.

It still hurts, but I don't dare to scream again, grit my teeth and don't dare to hum a word, I don't dare to think nonsense, and I don't dare to touch him again.

The injury left on his body last time should have been healed a long time ago, right?

I tried to think of irrelevant things, to make myself feel like a person who didn't feel anything, not even a woman, as long as I was left to him. Thinking about it, it's still him, and he can't escape from it. It's just that I never think about that woman again, never again.

She, in or not, was in his heart. It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with any woman in this house.

He still left, this time he didn't get angry again, he didn't say anything to reprimand me for not understanding the rules, but he didn't sleep in my bed, and he still left a room full of his breath.

Perhaps, this is the greatest grace.

I made it, I had his child. I was taken care of from food to clothing, and from the perspective of the women in this house, I had the best life.

He still came to sit every day, but he never talked to me, never asked if the child was okay, never asked me if I was okay, just sat there and read his own book. Occasionally, when I hear the sound of retching, I will unconsciously frown, and then I will hold the scroll for a long time, not knowing what I am thinking.

Ten months was really hard, harder than the ten years I had worked for him.

I ate vomiting and vomiting every day, and there were all kinds of tonic medicinal diets, until the child was born, I didn't expect that I would be able to survive. During these ten months, other women will grow in size, but I will continue to be as usual, even thinner than before.

With my little daughter in my arms, I realized that it was so hard to conceive a life, and it may not be as you wish.

Fortunately, although he is not a son, he still comes over every day, and the thunder cannot be moved. The second brother's letters are still delivered regularly, and he often writes a few letters in my letters.

Life, maybe that's it, getting through day by day is a lifetime.

It's just that how long can such a day last?

Out of the full moon just in time for Mulan Qiumi, he actually wanted to take me with him, but before he arrived at the paddock, he turned back halfway to return to the capital. I knew what he was going to do, and my heart still couldn't let go. Under the pretext of not worrying about the young girl in the house, I successfully followed him back to Beijing, and I couldn't move fast because of my drag along the way.

I saw his anxiety, but I couldn't say anything, and I wouldn't say anything. Like him, I count the days in my heart every moment of the day, and I approach them day by day.

On the tenth day of the fifth month, the city gate was close in front of him, and the anxiety on his face relaxed slightly, but he had already changed to another look that made me even more distressed, full of anticipation.

In the drizzle, I could clearly see that he was holding the reins of his horse, pale and faintly shaking.

When people are sad, when they see someone who is sadder than themselves, they always feel that they are doing well. But when I can't see the eyes looking back in the waiting, every time I see him waiting as stupidly as I am, why is it that my heart is not a little relaxed, but more uncomfortable?

There has never been a moment when I have looked forward more than now that she will die out there and never come back. No matter how painful he is, it is always temporary, better than such a long wait, or torment.

When he entered the city gate, he couldn't see his figure clearly, and he didn't even leave a word of explanation, but galloped wildly and disappeared into the rain and mist.