When the wind rises, so do the waves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info swept the bleak coolness, dotted with a little autumn color. A continuous autumn rain invaded this deep palace. The withered leaves follow the footsteps of winter. The gray sky suppressed the atmosphere of lingering.

The indifferent man in front of him reminded Wan Ning of Jun Yan, who was as gentle as jade. She didn't understand why Jun Hao would do this to her. I saw Jun Hao walk up to him, suddenly raise his chin, and said in a joking tone: "I will punish you and wash all my clothes!" ”

When Wan Ning followed Jun Hao to the Zhengyang Palace, she saw Jun Hao throw all the clothes on the hanger at Wan Ning. She had no choice but to keep picking up the clothes that she threw from Jun Hao's hand. I only heard Jun Hao keep muttering to himself: "This one also needs to be washed, this one has been several days, this one, this one ......"

Soon, Wan Ning had already hugged a lot in her arms. She asked Xiang Junhao: "Your Majesty, how come, how can there be so many?" But Jun Hao didn't pay attention to her words, and continued to search for as many clothes as he could. He turned around and looked at the pile of clothes in Wan Ning's arms, and then stopped.

"So many clothes, enough for you to wash for one night," Jun Hao said, as if he couldn't get enough of it, "You have to do it as soon as possible, I have to wait to wear it......" Watching Jun Hao raise her feet and leave, Wanning almost had nowhere to lose her temper. She was angry and angry, and walked to the Huanyi Bureau with her clothes in her arms.

I really don't understand, just because I didn't talk to him. Is he going to punish himself like this? It really doesn't make sense. Wanning muttered, then walked to the firewood room of the Huanyi Bureau and boiled a pot of hot water. This is the first time, and the hot water is to dissolve the soaphorn powder.

She sorted those clothes one by one: outer shirts, dragon robes, inner shirts, sweat towels, etc. Then I rolled up my sleeves and rubbed them gently. Touching these clothes with her fingertips, she couldn't help but secretly admire. These clothes are really different materials, light and soft.

When she washed it for the third time, she began to switch to cold water. Ten slender fingers reached into the cold water, and she felt only numbness. The joints of the fingers were aching. She didn't care much, so she gritted her teeth and rolled up her sleeves and rubbed the clothes.

The cold wind came in along the cracks in the windows. Wan Ning stood up and closed the window, and plugged the crack in the window with a rag. Only then did she feel better, and she did it again, wiping the sweat from her head. Continue with the work at hand, and it will not be good if it is delayed.

After a while, the cold water in the wooden basin actually bubbled up with a trace of cold air. She gradually felt that her fingers were no longer cold, but a little hot. I guess it's because I've been immersed in cold water for a long time that I have this illusion. At this time, her hands were already red and red, and they were even swollen.

She unconsciously took two hot breaths into her palm. After rubbing back and forth for a while, I felt warm. Then I picked up my clothes again and continued to rub them on the washboard. "Wanning, what are you doing?" Aunt Yan saw that the light was still on in the room, so she came over to take a look.

At the one-star lamplight, I saw clothes all over the ground, as well as large and small basins. Wanning's thin body looked weaker and weaker under the candlelight. Aunt Yan was a little distressed: "It's time now, you better rest early." "I'm not tired," Wan Ning said with a smile as she brushed her wet hair.

Aunt Yan looked at Wanning's pale face and the scars on her cheeks. Unconsciously sighed: "You kid, I really don't know what to say about you...... Ling Zhaoyi is not easy to mess with, in the future, be careful, you will ......" That scar, Wanning will remember it, and she will remember it for the rest of her life.

The night rain invaded Wanning's dreams, and the damp breath spread around her. Let her wound seem to crack open again. She trembled and twitched. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck and woke her from her dream. She patted her chest, only to realize that it was lightning.

The lightning and thunder outside the window made her sleepless. She stepped out of bed to drink tea, but inadvertently, she saw a box on the table. Moved the candle flame and looked at the blue and white porcelain vase. She wondered, what could it be? Gently knock on the mouth of the bottle, and a burst of fragrance comes to your nose.

Isn't this the maple dew plaster of the Western Regions? It's precious. Wanning heard her father say that the Western Regions had paid tribute to the eastern foothills. Moreover, this plaster is very effective for stick sores. In this deep palace, who will remember themselves? Who would brave the rain to bring such a precious plaster to themselves?

She poured it into the palm of her hand and gently grinded it in the palm of her hand. The faint aroma of herbs permeated the whole room in an instant. She applied the ointment to her waist, and it was instantly cool. Immediately at her body, gently dispersed. It's a great ointment.

Under the candle flame, a small blue and white porcelain vase. Let Wan Ning be deeply curious, this plaster is a tribute from the Western Regions. It's only the royal family, is it a monarch? Impossible. Wan Ning immediately shook her head and smiled bitterly, Jun Hao wanted to die by himself, he would never be.

Could it be Jun Yan? He is Jun Hao's younger brother, and he should also have this ointment. But soon, Wanning denied the idea. Because in the deep palace at night, there is a curfew. In addition to the emperor, all the other princes in the palace have to leave the palace.

But it's strange, who would be so good to themselves? She carefully collected the ointment and placed it in a small drawer. Although it rained heavily that night, it was surprisingly cold outside. But Wanning's heart became warm because of this bottle of ointment. Even when I fell asleep, I laughed out loud.

On the third night, she dried her clothes. Only then did he stretch his waist and smile. Finally, the wash is finished. When she walked back to the room, the bottle of ointment appeared safely. I remember last night, it was here. She picked it up, grateful to the person who had given her the ointment.

"This one is not clean!" Jun Hao frowned and walked over to the clothes pole. Pick up one of your underwear, throw it to her and say, "Rewash!" This one is not clean, this one still has sweat stains...... "In this way, Jun Hao put Wanning on the clothes pole and threw them on the ground.

It was Wanning, and it took a night of work. Now he was thrown to the ground by Jun Hao, and because of the rain. The ground was littered with muddy marks, washed clothes. It's already stained with sludge, which is really annoying! Wan Ning gritted her teeth in anger, but she had nothing to say.

Jun Hao walked up to Wan Ning and said coldly: "My clothes must be washed, you should know!" I don't need to remind you! It seemed that at that moment, Wan Ning could see that Jun Hao's heart was full of arrogance. She trembled with anger and shouted at Jun Hao: "Chu Jun Hao! ”

For the first time, someone called their own name. Jun Hao stopped his steps and turned around to look at Wan Ning, who was so angry that his face turned pale. sneered: "My name, is also your name?" You don't want to live anymore? "The wound of the cane punishment has not yet healed, and the slaves and maids have stayed up all night to do laundry, doesn't the emperor have sympathy?" Wanning said with a huff.

The clouds opened and the fog was around, and Wan Ning straightened up, only to feel that her whole body was sore and weak. She leaned against the base of the wall and walked to the stone steps step by step and sat down slowly. The shadow in the pool reflected her haggard face. She inadvertently saw a scar on the left side of her face in the pool.

At that moment, she clenched her fists tightly and threw a stone in her hand into the pool with all her might. The shattered reflection is like weeping tears. "Cousin," it was Xue Ziruo who came, and Wan Ning hurriedly got up accordingly. Ziruo took her hand and cherished: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've lost weight like this?" ”

"What are you doing here?" Wan Ning said as she led Ziruo into the house and made tea for her. Ziruo held her cold hand and said, "The Queen Mother is not in good health these days, so I went to Fengtian Temple to visit." After I came back, I heard that the emperor had punished you, so I rushed here......"

Hearing Ziruo say this, Wan Ning was very grateful: "Cai Nu is so worried about the slave maid, the slave maid is really unrecompensable." "Cousin, don't say such a thing," Ziruo said, and took another jacket, "This is what I personally sewed, and while Ling Zhaoyi is not there, you quickly accept it." ”

The warm jacket looks like a spring day. Wanning almost burst into tears: "Slave, slave, thank you!" "Cousin, don't worry, when I see the emperor, I must him transfer you back to me." Ziruo is indeed inseparable from Wanning.

But Wan Ning shook her head: "It's good that the girl has this heart, but the life of the slave is not good...... Cai Nu now, haven't you seen the emperor yet? Speaking of this, Ziruo was silent for a long time. It seems that Ziruo has not seen Jun Hao.

In Wanning's view, this is really a good thing. If you help Ziruo get favored at this moment, then Ziruo will trust herself more. And he will definitely let himself leave the Huanyi Bureau. Now it can't, if Zi says to ask Jun Hao, Jun Hao will definitely not agree.

Because Wanning wants to use Ziruo to deal with Jiang Lingyan. And he will also get out of the Huanyi Bureau. "Don't worry, the slave will help you," Wan Ning said firmly, and a burst of hope rose in Ziruo's heart. Wanning's words are never wrong.

The two sisters were talking, but they saw Menzi being pushed open. A man in white walked in, it was Chu Junyan. He heard the news that Jun Hao had punished Wanning, so he entered the palace. Ziruo raised her head unconsciously, and saw Jun Yan instantly. I only felt that everything in heaven and earth was reduced to nothing in an instant.

I remember the last time I was in Mukden Temple, I saw the man. King Chu Junyan of Liang, why did he come here? Ziruo looked at Jun Yan's eyes, and she had been on Wanning all the time. At that moment, Ziruo already understood. It was at that moment that Ziruo was estranged from Wan Ning.

"I thought about you, so I came to take a look." Jun Yan said lightly, but when Ziruo heard it, he heard the sound of his heartbreak. Perhaps, for Jun Yan, it is as if he does not exist. She stood silently aside, quietly looking at Jun Yan's warm eyes.

It seemed that Wan Ning also realized something, she smiled and pulled Ziruo to her side, and said to Jun Yan: "The prince doesn't know yet, she is Xue Cainu of the emperor's new na." At this time, Jun Yan moved his gaze to Ziruo. I saw that Ziruo's eyes seemed to hide a trace of longing.

The jade steps are cold, and the leaves are falling one after another. Wanning put the washed clothes on the bamboo pole one by one. Jun Yan also stretched out his hand to help Wanning dry her clothes. The wind blew softly and swept through the washed clothes. exuding the fragrance of honey locusts, it also touched the string in Jun Yan's heart.

Through a bed of sheets, a graceful and beautiful face was faintly revealed. But Jun Yan could see clearly, there was obviously a scar on the left side of her face. He suddenly remembered the last time he was in Lianxiangyuan. Wanning's left side of her face seems to be clinging to a thin flower, probably to cover up this scar.

"What's wrong with your face?" As soon as Jun Yan spoke, he felt a little abrupt. Wan Ning put on her clothes and said casually: "It's just that I was burned by the fire." Hearing that he was burned by fire, Jun Yan was taken aback. Although the scar is not big, it is also a little distressing to look at.

Wan Ning raised her eyes, and then saw Jun Yan's eyes. seems to reveal his own shadow, that shadow. It seems that in Jun Yan's eyes, there is a vague infinite care. Suddenly, Wan Ning seemed to remember something. She walked into the house and came out with a blue and white porcelain vase.

The small blue and white porcelain vase seems to be an extraordinary product. "Have you ever seen it?" Wan Ning held up the vial, wanting to ask Jun Yan. Look at who sent this bottle of ointment. Jun Yan took a look at it, and said with a smile: "Isn't this last year's tribute from the Western Regions?" ”

Sure enough, as my father said, I thought carefully. Jun Yan was very strange: "How can you have this?" Who gave it to you? "The slave doesn't know," Wan Ning shook her head, trying to recall, "Someone sent it before, and there was one yesterday." The slave and maid came to ask the prince......"

Jun Yan looked at the vial, took it, opened it and sniffed it. Unconsciously said: "This is the maple dew ointment of the Western Regions, and it is the most effective in healing." Come to think of your stick sores, it should be too good to be better. When Wanning heard this, she hurriedly smiled: "The prince is so worried about the slave and the maid, and the slave and the maid are grateful to the prince!" ”

"You think I sent it?" Jun Yan burst out laughing, "Although I am the prince, the royal family is not allowed to be an official in the palace." Unless the royal brother allows it, he can't enter the palace. How could I come to you to bring you ointment? That's the truth, Wan Ning nodded slightly.

Who could that be? It can't be Junhao, right? Wan Ning was taken aback by her thoughts, and she was just about to ask Jun Yan. At this time, Jun Yan took out a hairpin from his sleeve. Wanning looked carefully, it was the jasper hairpin that was lost the day before yesterday! Jun Yan smiled: "But yours?" ”

How could it not? This hairpin was given to her by her mother before leaving. She was overjoyed, and Jun Yan said gently: "I'll put it on for you." As he spoke, he gently pinned himself between his temples. Wanning's heart felt a trace of warmth.

Jun Hao, who came later, saw all this. There was something unpleasant in his heart, he walked towards Wanning and said coldly: "Can the clothes be washed?" She immediately knelt on the ground, lowered her eyes and replied, "I just washed my ......" I saw Jun Hao walking towards the clothes, and then looking at Jun Yan again.

He snorted coldly in his nose: "You want King Liang to help you, it can be seen that your ability is really not small!" "What? He said Jun Yan helped himself? It's ridiculous, it's obvious that I put in the effort. Jun Hao really wronged herself, she was about to theorize.

But I heard Jun Yan say for himself: "The imperial brother really wronged her, and when I came, she had already finished washing." Just say a few words to her, that's all. Listening to Jun Yan's explanation, Wan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. I'll go to the study in a moment, I have something to say to you. "Jun Hao is always like this, Wan Ning is very unwilling.