The mood was extremely depressed, Su Huihui didn't want to care about those miscellaneous things after dinner, and dragged his legs to the old lady's house to chat with Bang Xiang.

The old man slept when he was young, made his daughter-in-law's bed and prepared clothes, carried water and fed medicine, and was skillful and thoughtful in everything, and waited for half an hour before he came to accompany her in the warm pavilion. She admired and palpitated, if there was a queen mother, the queen mother or something, it would be really bad. She won't do anything, at most she can show them her pulse and prescribe medicine......

"I want to think about it...... That was 10 years ago. ”

Bang Xiang sat in front of the rhombic mirror and combed his long hair, and his red lips lightly opened: "On the fifteenth day of the first month, the street is crowded with people. I was playing the pipa upstairs, and there was a sudden commotion below, and the maid went out through the back door to take a look, and it turned out that there were two golden and noble young men who insisted on seeing me. ”

Bang Xiang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that you care about your husband very much, and you always ask about things from a long time ago." ”

Su Huihui was speechless for a moment, and said hesitantly: "No, no, no, I'm just curious about the life and deeds of Lord Ling, and I often heard his name when I was in Fanjing......"

"It's not my husband. ”

Her eyes slanted, and the back of her hand covered the corners of her lips, "Little sister is so cute." ”

Su Huihui burned from head to foot all at once, the whole person was like a soldering iron, almost smoking, and squeezed out a few words with extreme difficulty:

"Who is ...... It's still early, so there's no hurry. ”

Bang Xiang sighed: "Don't you just want me to tell you more about the style of that young man, what is there to ask about Ling Jieyu's stone, you still know how to knock on the side." ”

Su Huihui was ruthlessly exposed, and the hand that was holding his hair slipped to his face unconsciously, covering his face and burying it in the teacup:

"Yes, yes, you go on, I won't bother you. ”

Bang Xiang has been a virtuous and virtuous governor's wife for many years, and at this time all his nature was aroused, he put down the peach comb, and recounted solemnly:

"The two sons asked to see me on the Shangyuan Festival, and I was bored with being pestered by a gentleman at that time, so I pretended to be sick and didn't go out all day. Just as he was about to let Ah Xiu go out to thank the guests, he heard a knock on the door, guess what? It was a gold bead that was bounced up. This kind of handicraft was unheard of, and I heard that the voices of the two sons downstairs were very young, so I invited them in. ”

Su Huihui bit the cup and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

"One of them is the little prince of Duanyang Hou back then, wearing clothes embroidered with holly wood under his robe, which is the family emblem of the Yan clan. The reason why he is said to be a good boy is because he is very polite when he meets people, and he speaks gently and humbly, without any sense of flattery, and he must have been taught well at home. ”

Politeness? Yan Xugui has this thing? She snorted through her nose.

"Another little boy, when I saw him at the post station, I recognized him at a glance - Fanjing lit tens of thousands of lanterns that night, but none of them were dazzling with his jade-like face. I knew that it was a friend of Yan Gongzi, but I didn't know that he was the future majesty of the national dynasty, the only student of Jieyu. Ten years have passed like a white horse, and the children who were still childish back then have now grown up, and the changes are really embarrassing. ”

Sheng Yunyi didn't tell her about her experience as a teenager, but repeatedly mentioned that she was very worrying. She occasionally felt that he was far away from her, because she didn't know him well enough, and she wanted to know his past, his present.

She let go of her shyness and asked, "It must have been his idea, right?" ”

In her heart, she slandered that she had so many tricks at such a young age, she really underestimated him, and she dared to go to the Goolan Miscellaneous Courtyard!

"Yes. Bang Xiang recalled the picture, imitating the young man's noble and cunning tone: "'It is abrupt to defile the girl's residence with yellow and white things. Oh my God, I thought, this kid is going to grow up. ”

Su Huihui silently stabbed him with a villain.

"The first time I saw such a small guest, I couldn't help but tease a few words, and asked them Gui Geng with the strings of the pipa. ”

Su warmed his teeth and said: "There is no one who broke into the house of the Oiran at the age of eleven or twelve, and there is still a need to lie about the New Year's teeth?"

"As a result, the two men told me very tacitly that they were fourteen years old. ”

Su Huihui covered his mouth, tears burst into laughter, "Ten ...... Fourteen! He only celebrated his birthday in September, and he could have been two more years old!"

Bang Xiang said: "I can only sing them a song for half a night, after the third watch, there are fewer people in the workshop, they are estimated to have secretly run out of the house, and they don't know how to go back." When I left, Yan Xiaogongzi said that I sang well, but today said that I was beautifully dressed, and I was really a rare guest. Jieyu later told me that the Eastern Dynasty has always been that strange character, and I probably can't twist it in this life. ”

But everyone will grow up, just like today's Ling Jieyu is no longer the prince and young master, and Yan Xugui is no longer the prince of the Hou Mansion.

She straightened up, stared at the flickering candle in the bronze mirror, and whispered, "I wish he had always been like that." He wasn't so strict when he was with me, and he didn't have a fight, but that was the result of him hiding a lot of things from me. After all, two people are not the same person, and they can't fully empathize with each other, and I began to think that as long as they have the same mind, I can't even figure out his mind right now. ”

This feeling is too uncomfortable, her insecurity will get stronger and stronger, and once it reaches the point where she can't control it, she doesn't know what will happen. He only told her to believe him, a response that was too general and too brief.

Bang Xiang took off the two jade earrings and said softly: "Jieyu has been hiding the situation of my yamen for eight or nine hours a day, he is afraid that I will be worried, afraid that I will be disappointed in him, so he chose to let me know nothing, I think there is no problem." If his official business has nothing to do with you, then it is okay to hide it from you, but if you are involved in his official business, it is not good if he still keeps it secretive from you. ”

Nine years have passed since she got married, and she is considered an experienced person, Su Huihui agrees with her opinion, but is reluctant to admit that there is a gap between her and Sheng Yunyi. After being cheated by Yan Xigui once, she saw that everyone was suspicious, so much so that she suddenly realized that the worries accumulated in her heart were about to overflow her chest.

She reluctantly changed the subject: "Don't talk about this anymore." When will Lord Ling come out of Lianyun City? I heard the dark guard say that today you and the old lady went to identify the people in the Rain Hall. The reception banquet was smashed like this, and the guards came too timely, and the fish that slipped through the net must have been deliberately left alive. What did you ask?"

Bang Xiang wanted to speak and stopped, and finally stroked the jade bracelet on Hao's wrist, and said gently: "It's soon, I also hope to see him soon." At that time, His Majesty will definitely take you to him, don't be nervous. ”

The dimples on her lips were shallow, but Su Huihui noticed a little hidden sadness.

It's definitely not going well over there.

*

Fanjing, Junjinfang.

It was late at night, the stone pavement was smooth, and the dew on the moss shimmered in the moonlight.

There were no lanterns hanging under the eaves, the plaques were dusty, and the vague word "Sifu" was difficult to see in the night. If it weren't for the fire in the courtyard, it would almost be thought that this was an abandoned residence.

Jun Jinfang is next to the forbidden middle school, is a rare feng shui treasure, and people who live here are either rich or expensive. Its north face is facing Changping Gate, after Changping Gate is the Thousand Step Corridor, and there is Tai Hospital in the east of the Thousand Step Corridor.

The medical officer of the Tai Hospital was sitting in the courtyard behind the door.

The big families were afraid of disturbing the palace, so they went to bed early, and each family guarding the door held lanterns by the side of the road. The surroundings were lonely, only Xiao Xiao was accompanied by the moonlight, and the family members couldn't help but feel sleepy.

The lantern flickered.

The wind was stronger, the clouds covered the moon hook, and the streets suddenly darkened, and only the night wind could hear the rustling of wild grass.

The housekeeper Sifu went to the toilet from the house in his coat, and when he passed the yard, he saw the old man carrying a bamboo chair alone and sitting under the tall locust tree. He estimated that the sun would rise in a few hours, and for three or four days he braved the cold to keep watch at night, and the iron-beaten man could not stand it, so he called:

"Go back to your room to rest first! The little one will keep watch for you in the middle of the night, and if the son comes back, he will definitely wake you up!"

Si Yan didn't answer, and the thin figure leaning on the back of the chair didn't move.

The housekeeper sighed, the wind was blowing very cold, he couldn't help but run to the thatched house, and when he came back, he persuaded a few words on the porch, but he was still in the water.

After the drum was beaten, the rooster raised by Qibao Liu's house next door began to crow, and the night slowly withdrew, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east.

A businessman is a businessman, and no matter how much money he makes, he can't change his habits in the market, and he is not afraid of arguing with the officials in the neighborhood. Si Fu looked at the water leak, and the time had not yet arrived, so he folded the quilt and washed up, came to the table, took out a pen and paper, and began to write down the things to be arranged for the day.

Today is the day when the court judges to enter the palace on duty, and the left court judges that Master Su is not there, and the court envoy is very old, and the affairs fall on the right court judge. There is only one sweeping maid in the house, an old servant who cooks, and there are three of them, so there is no need to prepare lunch; the old man has not eaten well and slept well recently, so he will ask the maid to go to the vegetable market to buy some good dishes and make dinner sumptuous later......

There was a long list, and he checked it several times. All the Wupin officials' money was used to rent a house, and they were reluctant to buy more charcoal, which was really cold sooner or later.

Outside the window, the sky grew lighter and lighter, until a dye-like rose red was revealed.

The chirping of birds in the courtyard disturbed the silence, Si Fu went out with the key to the storeroom, and was startled to see Si Yan still sitting there far away. He walked briskly past two low bushes to the courtyard, and leaned over to the head of the house as usual:

"Why hasn't the master gone back to the room to change clothes, and he will enter the palace in a while......"

His voice suddenly choked in his throat.

There was an unusual smell in the wind.

“…… Sir, sir!"

The fallen leaves on the ground swirled up, and the bloody gas exploded around the bamboo chair, and the butler's nose, which was dull from the cold, finally came in handy. He shifted half a step in horror, walked to the chair tremblingly, and let out a hoarse scream, and fell to the ground.

Si Yan sat under the tree, and there was a hideous hole in his chest. The black and purple blood strangely condensed on the clothes, which was extremely terrifying, and the blood stains extended all the way to the feet of the robes, but there was not much accumulation on the ground, and it was impossible to see from the back at all.

His eyes were not closed, his pale face was distorted, his bloodshot eyes were staring straight ahead, and his resentment and reluctance were all gathered in this terrifying expression.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Si Fu took a few steps back and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come on...... Someone, sir, he ...... Something's wrong!

He kowtowed to the corpse like garlic, propped himself up with his hands covered in mud, stumbled to the west wing, kicked the door and cried loudly:

"Hurry up!"

There was no reaction in the room, and he broke open the door with a ruthless force, "Biyun!"

The lame maid's room was empty, the curtains on the bed were raised, and the bedding was neat, as if no one had slept here at all last night.

Si Fu didn't find anyone, and muttered with tears in his eyes: "Biyun, where did the little hoof go......

The cold wind outside the wide open window made the back of his neck cold, and he stood in a daze for a long time, and ran to the kitchen.

The old servant was adding fire to the stove, and his ears and eyes were not working, and Sifu said several times in breath before he threw a whole log into the fire in fright.

"I didn't see that girl, I can't go out to the vegetable market!"

The two of them finally ran to the courtyard, bowed down in panic and bowed a few times, removed the master from the chair, and carried him headfirst and foot to the main house.

Even if they were full of doubts, they forgot all about it at this time, and the cold and stiff body in their hands made them just want to end this torture quickly. As soon as I stepped into the threshold, there was an untimely knock on the door!

Si Fu's hand shook, and the body fell to the side of the bed.

"Anyone?"

Si Fu paced back and forth a few steps, gritted his teeth and wanted to go out of the room, but was stopped by the old servant: "Don't leave me here!"

"Is anyone in the house?"

The two of them walked through the courtyard together to the door, and Si Fu forced a trembling voice: "I don't see a guest today, please go back!"

It was a young and unfamiliar voice, unusually persistent: "I am a doctor from Huimin Pharmacy, and I have something important to say to Master Si, I haven't gone to order yet, right?"

A bean-sized cold sweat broke out on Si Fu's forehead, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Please let me see you!

The bare locust branches in the yard were craggy, and there were still brown traces on the bamboo chairs, Si Fu glanced around, took out decades of housekeeper qualifications, and calmed down:

"The old man occasionally feels the cold, and he is still resting in the room, please report the name and surname of the guest, and explain the reason!"