35. There is a female Huaichun
Early the next morning, Shuheng made a report to Mrs. Yuan and obtained permission to leave the house. She brought tangerines and peaches, took a box of Dong Yin's favorite jujube paste and yam cake, and took a cuigai green axis car to Dong's mansion. After about three incense sticks, the coachman stopped the car steadily at the main gate of Dong's mansion.
Shuheng was led to the main room by the two mothers-in-law, but Mrs. Dong caught her with a smile and didn't see Dong Yin. Shu Heng had a sudden shock in his heart: It seems that this girl is really sick. Mrs. Dong is an extremely quiet and introverted person, not the kind of lively housewife. Shuheng asked her how she was, and she asked Mrs. Yuan how she was. Shuheng thanked her and asked, and she gave Shuheng the fruit. Shu Heng said that she had just eaten and didn't eat fruit, so she had nothing to say, knowing that Shu Heng was coming to see Dong Yin, so she hurriedly sent the guests to her daughter.
Dong Yin's boudoir is called Huanhua Pavilion, which looks shallow, but has its own vivid poetry. The two big flower shelves in front of the door are now verdant, and her big maid Yanni is feeding the birds there, and when she saw Shuheng hurriedly saluting and calling the county lord, she tightened her feet and tied up a scarlet thin brocade through the carved bamboo curtain. Shuheng handed over the snack box and asked, "How is your girl?" Yan Ni's eyes suddenly turned red: "The county lord go and take a look." โ
Dong Yin is different from her mother, who is good at making generals, and her life is very exquisite. Under the blue screen window, there is a large red lacquer carved rich pear wood table in the four seasons, the pen washing pen is neatly placed, and there are also flower sticks and a Ru kiln spring bottle, and a cluster of moon and season blooms in the bottle. There is also a picture of an infantry crying on the wall. There are also piano stands, chimes, plates, and other things. There is also a three-legged Pixiu begonia pattern ink stone water leak in the corner of the house, and two turquoise artificial water chestnuts are leaked on the water surface. In the past, Shuheng came to look for her, and eight times out of ten she sat here, reading or drawing. But today's face is the smell of medicine, Shuheng hurriedly lifted the beaded curtain, and saw Dong Yin lazily hugging the brocade quilt, leaning on the light purple cloud pattern pillow. His face was very dark, and he lost his spirit between his eyebrows and eyes.
A little girl with a bun head sat on the brocade pier in the corner of the bed, and when she saw Shuheng, she walked forward and saluted, and did not speak, but silently retreated, and suddenly turned her head to play with the bed tent with ginger embroidered green grass insects, avoiding Shuheng's sight. Dong Yin said: "Sister Dan, you should go back to Xia Zhai first, thank you for your aunt's concern for me, and then read your words when I get better." โ
The little girl seemed to be very ashamed, and she went without saying a word.
Seeing the different color in Shu Heng's eyes, Dong Yin said: "A sister-in-law." Your family has a simple population. Dealing with my sister and aunt is also knowledge, but you are lucky that you don't need to learn. โ
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Hearing this, Shuheng sat down beside her, stretched out his hand to wipe her forehead, and asked, "Does your throat hurt?" Dizziness? What do you want to eat? โ
Dong Yin looked at her like this and smiled reluctantly: "Look at you, I'm not sick." โ
"Then --- you?"
"I'm upset."
Shuheng was dumbfounded. She looked at the brocade quilt of the lotus lotus and mandarin ducks, and then looked at the yarn tent of the green willow and double swallows, and finally looked at Dong Yin, who was in adolescence--- personable young man, and when the girl in the boudoir made red makeup--- she knew what she was bothering about.
She looked at Dong Yin, who was silent and her eyes were empty, hesitated for a while, lowered her voice and leaned over: "Has my sister been proposed?" Uncle has condemned you? So Dong Yin, who had a heart, fell ill.
Dong Yin was silent for a long time before sighing slowly: "Not now, but I'm afraid it's going to be soon." โ
"Huh?" Shuheng Mingwu: "You sued your uncle that you love Prince Cheng, but your uncle doesn't allow it." So Dong Yin, who was infatuated, fell ill.
Dong Yin's eyebrows became more and more dim. She glanced at a childish Shuheng faintly, and slowly sighed: "The most pitiful and ignorant children." โ
The corners of Shuheng's mouth twitched, and he replied to her in his heart: I am worried about the new words.
"You, what the hell are you going to do?" Shu Heng leaned his chin on the side of her bed, stretched out a hand to caress her cheek lovingly: "Qi Nian is jade, bright like fireworks, isn't it distressing to be so sick?" "She is tender and feels that she has created a strong lily atmosphere.
Dong Yin was already feeling self-pity for herself, but when Shuheng said this, she sneered and knocked off her hand: "I don't need you to replace my mother's role." โ
"I'm not in a hurry, I can't do it."
Dong Yin leaned for a while and was helped by Yan Ni to drink some bird's nest porridge, and let her go out, Yan Ni looked at Shuheng with a look of help in her eyes, so she almost hung up the sign "Please, Please". Shuheng pointed at Yan Ni: "You should cheer up even if you look at this diligent big girl, she is going to follow you, how can you call her like this?" โ
After a while, Dong Yin said faintly: "You don't understand." โ
Shu Heng rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I understand." She read some legendary novels earlier, and she was curious, the talent and the beauty have no other source of affection except for a family, and the table was bloody, but now the facts only prove that art comes from life.
Dong Yin's face turned red, and he looked around to see if there was anyone, and then said astringently: "This is love." โ
Love a fart! You are a fan and a fan of idols.
Shuheng asked pretendedly, "What do you love about him?" โ
"He is handsome and handsome, talented and beautiful, and he is also the first among the four talents in the capital."
"But so is your brother. In the hearts of some girls, your brother is the head of the four young. โ
"Do you know how beautiful the calligraphy of Prince Cheng is?" Dong Yin said angrily: "I have seen the fan of King Cheng brought back by my brother. The poem, the word are excellent. โ
Book Heng Mo. All she knew was that her father's handwriting was excellent.
"My brother once talked to a group of people, and he was so good that he could refute my brother." Dong Yin's face was triumphant: "Of course, he still defeated my subordinates." โ
"You ran out to talk to them?" Shu Heng was surprised, no matter how much Dong Huaiyu spoiled her, he would not indulge her to such an extent.
"Where, I'm sitting behind the screen."
Well, it turned out to be cosplay Xie Daoyun.
Dong Yin saw that he couldn't convince Shuheng, so he said: "My father disagrees, and even my grandfather opposes it." Because Liu Mu, the prince of Cheng, was born to Concubine Xiaoli at the beginning. The most favored concubine in the later period of the first emperor, Prince Cheng was smart since he was a child, and his heroic appearance appeared early, and the prince died suddenly, but some people supported the establishment of the young King Cheng as the prince. โ
Ah. Shuheng covered his mouth gently. Not to mention that the shrewd and cunning Dong Ge is old, even Shuheng also saw that this was inappropriate. Such a King Cheng is simply the object of active defense between the Queen Mother and Her Majesty, not to mention that Shuheng also heard a little rumor, Concubine Xiao Li was martyred for the emperor--- saying that it was the emperor's own will, and he was reluctant to Concubine Xiaoli, but who knows if the Queen Mother forced it? In short, even if this King Cheng is a phoenix, he is not a good match, and those who are willing to forge ahead on the official road will only stay away.
"Aside from the screen, do you have any intersection with King Cheng?" Shuheng wondered.
"Nope. At the beginning of the year, my brother invited some friends to visit the garden, and I saw it from afar, they were in the pavilion with poetry and wine, talking and laughing, you didn't see the scene at that time, even my brother was pressed down, it was like glowing. After that, I paid attention, and the more I observed, the more I found that he was really a fairy-like person, and his every move was so fresh and refined. โ
Shu Heng pursed his lips disapprenosingly: "You love those who can write poetry and wine, so do you like Ruan Ji?" โ
"Naturally." Dong Yin pointed to the picture on the wall. On the book "The infantry cried to the end, and it was all over." "Ruan, Ruan infantry, crying at the end of the road.
"And if you could meet him, would you marry him?"
Dong Yinmo. If you want to get along with the blue-eyed Ruan Ji, you have to turn yourself into Ji Kang first.
Shuheng said: "Li Qixian, that's a real Qixian." He drank every day. He has been married to three wives. I like to run around for a few days all year round, and I am always away from home. โ
Shu Heng pressed her hand and said seriously: "Sister, let me tell you the truth, do you look at a character like my father?" I get along with him every day, and I feel that the fireworks in the world are what warm people's hearts, what do you want a fairy to do. โ
Heaven testifies, His Royal Highness the innocent King Cheng, Shu Heng really didn't mean to hack him, but seeing that the marriage was hopeless, it was better to persuade the good sisters to dispel this idea as soon as possible. According to Shuheng's inference, this Dong Yin fell in love at first sight with His Royal Highness King Cheng, who was elegant and noble. And to be honest, the effect of skin appearance plays a role in โกโก ninety of the cases at first sight, so the protagonists of the stories in the script are often talented and beautiful, not ordinary people. If Liu Mu has a rat-headed ghost face, even if he is the Emperor of the Jade Emperor and Wenqu Xing, Dong Yin will not be tempted if he is afraid.
"But, but how do you know that King Cheng can't be a fireworks?" Dong Yin was already a little shaken, but he didn't give up yet. This is normal, if Shuheng gives up after saying a few words, she will not be sick.
Shuheng shook his head: "I didn't mean to deny my sister's vision, I just felt that my sister's consideration was too simple." Even when you see King Cheng, you have only seen one side, that is, the side of him who came out in front of people. Take my sister as an example, you also have two states of combing your hair without combing your hair. โ
Dong Yin couldn't help but laugh.
Shuheng made persistent efforts: "You only saw him drinking, he composing poems, and he was suave, so you felt that he was a fairy." But what about when he's drunk, when he's vomiting? Can you imagine his fresh and refined squatting toilet? โ
Dong Yin's face suddenly turned red, and she rubbed her hatefully: "What are you chewing about!" โ
Shuheng also realized that he had said too much, and secretly bit his tongue.
"You villain knows a lot, but I want you to coax me." Dong Yin rubbed her little face a little funny.
Shuheng hurriedly said: "It's my mother's own story." When I returned to the house after the dinner on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother asked me what Miss Dong and I had done, and she looked sneaky, like she had just become a thief. โ
Dong Yin was dumbfounded: "Madame is really discerning." โ
Shuheng said seriously: "I think girls must regard themselves as noble, and don't love lightly." โ
Dong Yin sneered, turned over and sat up, "I look at my big brother every day, and now it's easy to fall into another man in my eyes, do you think it's light?" โ
She is scattered with a nest of green silk, wearing a beige middle coat, peach cheeks with red, dark clouds are loose, faintly revealing a snow-white shoulder, and the exquisite lines make people can't take their eyes off. Shuheng praised it, such a beautiful embryo, I don't know which one will be cheaper in the future. She summoned Yan Ni to come in and serve. Yan Ni hurriedly put on a red brocade hundred butterfly shirt for her, and it was rare to see that the young lady was up, and she cast a grateful look at Shuheng.
Dong Yin didn't go out, pulled his hair at will, spread rice paper, and held sheep's hair, but he wanted to write. Yan Ni hurriedly persuaded: "Miss has been lying down for so many days, and her body is weak, so let's drink a bowl of ginseng soup first." Shuheng signaled that she didn't have to worry, but personally gave Dong Yinmo a box of ink. Dong Yin is a talented woman, and talented women always have a way to vent for talented women.
"Ask what kind of love Nu Pingsheng loves, peach blossoms outside the mirror, Zhu Yan in the mirror, don't say goodbye to the east wind to see each other
Ask what kind of life the slave hates, the stamen between the eyebrows, the clear spring under the eyebrows, and the dark damage to the Shaohua exchange year. โ
Shu Heng looked at this "Picking Mulberries" and pouted: "This kind of sad words is not my sister's style, but this self-pity and self-hurt complex is in line with your current state of mind." โ
Dong Yin heard that he had erased the word with one stroke, and threw the pen on the Ziyun Toad pen stand: "Ah Heng, I'm not a stupid person. You're still young, you don't understand these things, and you've always been safe in your mouth, so I'm telling you about it. I believe in my father and brother, and my grandfather loves me like a treasure, and they will never hurt me. Even if they are not as good as I want, I will not be resentful, I was born in Dong Men, and I was nurtured and gracious, how can I ignore the interests of the family for my own selfish desires."
"I'm just, it's just" Dong Yin held Shuheng's hand slightly: "Unwilling." In life, there are so many unsatisfactory things. โ
Shu Hengxin said, if you really marry King Cheng, it may not be satisfactory. The little prince is already destined to be a rich and noble idle king, or an idle king who is highly suspicious and fearful. I've heard the fourth prince say that his uncle will give rouge to girls, and everyone around him can open his mouth and close his mouth. You love Prince Cheng's poetry and wine, but you don't necessarily love him for others. Let him only show you alone? Is that possible?
"Okay, good girl, Dong Dacai, you have ambition. So what do you want? Shu Hengyue guessed that Dong Yin is not a submissive girl, and she also has a self-pity and narcissistic literati complex, she will definitely do one thing to pay tribute to her first love. Write an essay? Bury a flower?
"Yan Ni, is the master still in the study at this time?"
"Nope. I heard the little guy say that I went to Shou'an Hall early in the morning to ask the grandfather to be left behind, and I haven't come back yet. โ
"Alright, let's go to Hop Shing Street."
Shuheng's eyes widened suddenly: "Do you want to-"
"That's right, I said I was going to your house to play." Dong Yin has already begun to look at the sideburns of the window, and the mirror decal is yellow.
Poor Mrs. Dong could only barely maintain her demeanor when she saw her daughter's sick appearance, and she was anxious in her heart, and she was overjoyed when she saw Shuheng coaxing, and she was also overjoyed, and personally sent the two out of the house. She didn't know that her daughter, who was very assertive and courageous, was going to do something that would make her cry, and her husband, who could control and suppress his children, was now being lectured by Lao Tzu in his study.