Chapter Thirty-Eight: Transferring to Man Tingfang is not embraced, just like the old days

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Yun Guang, the crackling sound of the bead curtain in front of the eaves, the candle flame swaying, in the winter, there is no grass and trees, when the lazy time is delayed, the glazed paper is decorated with a little lip, recalling that day from the Shen Mansion to return to his father's words, the lord of Nanjia sighed slightly, this time it is better to go to that thank you, and instructed the palace people who are waiting around you: "Yan Niang, follow me to Prince Hyun!" It's time to talk to him. ”

Pondering, the lord of Nanjia County, Kou Danmo, rubbed the porcelain in the middle of the car, "Tell the cook to make some warm-up soup and send it to Prince Hyun."

After a while, it rained frequently all year round, and finally got snow, the plantain outside the garden was lush and fell off now, the tassels rippled with the wind, the cold wind sneered, the ice muscle jade bone, the ice and snow color, the slight cough, twisting the pal's trembling, smiling lightly, not knowing its taste, the foot was frequently falling generous, and the lord of Nanjia finally arrived at the Chunxi Palace. After arriving, the palace people who were ordered to serve by the lord of Nanjia County reported that "the lord of Nanjia County has visited." ”

In the Chunxi Palace, Prince Hyun occupies the main position of Taiwan, and the books and books of the Taiwan case are messy on the side, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are overflowing. Wrapped in pen and ink and calligraphy, the golden furnace in the hall is smoking, the warm air is blowing on the face, faintly revealing a fragrance, lingering endlessly. The servant entered, and said that Shen Nu begged to see her, raised her eyebrows and bowed slightly, but in essence, she was secretly thinking, but her face was the same.

Suddenly, Prince Hyun raised his eyes, his eyes were bent into the moon, as if he was immaculate, warm and gentle with a shallow smile, his blue face was deliberately highlighted, and his clear voice was clear, "Let her in!" ”

Laziness hit, Prince Hyun lazily fell into the chair, closed his eyes lightly, the heat swept around, his body gradually warmed up, and his eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.

The lord of Nanjia has been ordered to enter slowly, the slightly cold clothes handed over, the silk fragrance into the Qin, although it is different from the pavilion taste, a different feeling, silence, obliquely the book is sorted out, Kou Dan lightly, the sound of sand paper, the ink of the book, raise his eyes to look at the prince of Hyun, I am afraid that I am tired, sigh lightly, beckoning to whisper, the body is as bright as a woman, and the promise is changed to the incense in the furnace.

The cold wind outside fluttered the window screen, the frost and snow in the rain, if it was white, slowly got up, staggered like a fairy, the lord of Nanjia County took out the clothes from the dormitory like a lotus, closed the clothes for the lying Prince Hyun, and lightly covered the cold, the crow curtain fluttered and looked at the interior of the hall, high-sounding, the lord of Nanjia smiled lightly, and continued to organize the copywriting on the stage.

Prince Hyun squinted and looked, never spoke, that moment into the palace, when the wooden door was open and the cold wind hit the house, the breath in the hall was slightly cool, but it was warmed up by the fire for a moment, the temperature seemed to be mediocre, and he heard the instigation of the desk in a low ear, opened his eyes, attached the hand of the lord of Nanjia, and said lightly, "Don't tidy it up, it's always going to be messy, and this mess is also regular." ”

Prince Hyun lazily got up, crossed his shoulders and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he smiled at the county lord of Nanjia, "Minmin, why do you want to come to Chunxi Hall to see me today?" Well? ”

Warm to the touch, the curtain trembles slightly. The county lord of Nanjia raised his eyes, smiled lightly, and dressed Prince Hyun slightly, "Yesterday, I went back to the house to visit my father. Dad is getting worse and worse. The lord of Nanjia seemed to be reminding Prince Hyun of something, holding the soup soup in front of the stage, warm, "Ah Hyun, warm up your body, since you can sleep so lightly this day, you don't know how to take care of your body, if I don't come today, do you plan to sleep like this?" ”

The candle flame is lightly lit, and the night shadow is beautiful. Prince Hyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and was lightly provocative, "Sister, I am not an orthodox royal bloodline after all." The other princes lived in the palatial prince's palace. And I, but I was brought here by Jiang Suyun, an old woman. After a moment, Prince Hyun pushed the cup to the side of the county lord of Nanjia, "Sister, I am unwilling!" Why do people live so well, but I was made to this broken corner of the imperial garden! After Prince Hyun finished speaking, he kept looking at the county lord of Nanjia in front of him.

"Ah Hyun, the main queen mother will not kill us. That's it. After all, our father is not the first emperor, and our mother is only a palace maid. Although our mother was favored in the first emperor's time, after all, this harem is still the queen mother's. Back then, the Queen Mother didn't kill us and our mother, which was also good for us. We should repay our kindness! Hyun. As he spoke, the hand of the county lord of Nanjia shook Prince Hyun's hand.

After the snow, the white ground changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already winter, and it had been a year since he entered the palace. I didn't find out.

Hearing this, the five flavors of grains, these words were said by the lord of Nanjia for the good of Prince Hyun after all. "Hyun, full of warm thoughts****. Compared with the Queen Mother, you have her own opinion on letting you come here! She might be telling you to read well! ”

"Sister, you are the Queen Mother all day long, the Queen Mother. Jiang Suyun can be an old woman, what kind of ecstasy soup did you eat, why do you just talk for her all day long! Sister, I am your own brother. Don't you care about your own brother? ”

Hearing Prince Hyun's words, the county lord of Nanjia began to think about it again. After a while, the lord of Nanjia said: "Brother, my sister didn't know your suffering, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, these truths, my sister understands, and I hope you understand." You don't want to see your sister happy all day long, that's all for others to see. If you don't do this, you won't dispel the Queen Mother's voice. How did we survive to this day? ”

After finishing speaking, the county lord of Nanjia hugged Prince Hyun again, "Brother, you have also grown up." It's no longer the ignorant child in front of me, my sister wants you to understand. The two of us today are hard-won. If you abandon it easily, are you worthy of your father and mother? ”

was said by the lord of Nanjia, Prince Hyun seemed to understand something. He sat down on the couch and thought about it.

Seeing this, the lord of Nanjia said: "Since you insist on doing this, my sister won't say anything about you, so you can do it yourself!" Think it through for yourself! As soon as the words fell, the county lord of Nanjia was waited by the palace people and went out.

Looking at the way the county lord of Nanjia went out, Prince Hyun muttered: "She is still my sister after all!" After saying that, he laughed a few times.