Chapter 21: Swinging and Soothing the Lonely (1)
The maidservant brought the steaming ginkgo porridge, Xue Shao took it in his hand, and looked at the clear eyes of the peaceful time, revealing a touching light of love and pity: "Drink less!" Don't get along with anyone, and don't get along with your body. As he spoke, the hand carrying the porridge had already been handed to Taiping, who was sitting silently on the swing.
Gentle and elegant, noble and outstanding, Taiping glanced at his colt, and was moved by his usual delicacy and thoughtfulness, and was so attentive to her that it seemed that even the slightest tangle between her eyebrows could not escape his eyes.
There was a slight touch in his heart, and Taiping was suddenly a little moved, hooked the concubine's lips, took the porridge, and took a sip of the pear wooden spoon.
The ginkgo seeds are already fragrant, and after boiling, they are directly contained in the pear wood container, and the fragrance is more or less mixed with a little grass and wood. After taking a sip, I really felt a little forgetful.
"Mother...... Is it hard for you again? Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Shao suddenly opened his mouth to ask about such a matter. His sleeves rested on the left corner of the swing shelf, stretching his arms and gently rocking the stand.
After sitting silently for a long time, his body began to toss and sway with the slight swaying of the swing.
This swing was specially tied for her by Xue Shao. That was when they were newly married, and when she walked slowly in the backyard that day, she just sighed that the courtyard was empty. Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw this delicate swing that filled the empty space here.
Two goose-yellow butterflies chased and frolicked, and fluttered past the cluster of vines at the end of the swing. In an instant, it was lost in the sea of flowers not far away, gathered into a bright point of light, and soon disappeared. provoked Taiping to be traceable to the people and things in this world, and suddenly there were many sighs.
She raised her eyes and groaned lightly, trying her best to bloom a lotus smile: "No, it's my fault." However, before the words fell, there was a hidden choking in his throat, and he couldn't help himself. Even then, those phoenix eyes finally burst into tears as they spoke.
She overestimated the bottom line of her patience, she was so proud, even if she kept telling herself in her heart that nothing was a problem, that she should be strong, and that it was no big deal, she still couldn't do the same self-sustaining and strong as her mother.
Because Princess Taiping's life is still too thin from the beginning to now, and she has not experienced the real grinding and washing between the years and frosts, how can she grow that practice that is actually almost cruel?
At this time, it was almost dusk, and the residual heat of the sun had not yet subsided, and the afterglow of the evening was scattered like overturned rouge, and the earth, rivers and mountains were deep and bright.
In a trance, Xue Shaoxi moved the corner of his lower lip, couldn't help but stop the swing, pulled out from the side, lowered his head and hugged Taiping into his heart.
The pale gold brilliance changed into a pattern of extinction and extinction on the two of them, and the tall man standing in a light ink-colored silhouette; Half dark ink, half gold, the ink is him, and the bright one is him: "I know, you have been wronged." Xue Shao bowed his head and said softly.
He has always understood the innocence of Taiping. She was indeed innocent, even though he hated Empress Wu as much as his mother, Princess Chengyang.
Taiping raised his eyelids, only to see his indifferent and calm gaze. But her heart is like being irrigated into the moist poplar nectar, thinking that it is good that he understands and cares for herself. This should be a lucky thing.
At this time, Xue Shao staggered his gaze fixed on his wife's delicate body, and drifted in an unknown distance quite casually: "Princess, promise me, don't tell Empress Wu about today's matter...... I beg thee, the ministers. In the middle of the pause, he thought about it for a moment, and then added the second half of the sentence, using honorifics.