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Zhenmin wore a purple-gold Mongolian robe with complicated patterns, and short boots, sweeping away the decadent Tang Dynasty, full of energy. She stood quietly behind the stone pillar, rubbing the long whip in her hand, her chin raised slightly, looked at the direction where Xia Yejin was going, and said in a low voice, "It's already the fifth, Burigude, you are really persistent." ”

In the warm pavilion on the south side.

Xia Yejin stood quietly by the wall with her hands down, Zhenmin sat in front of the bronze mirror, and the two little maidservants were carefully combing a few strands of hair on her forehead and temples. The early spring sunlight shines obliquely through the window lattice, and the light and shadow are swaying. The soft white light sprinkled on the dresser, reflecting the blurred face in the bronze mirror, hazy, but more gentle than usual.

The person in the mirror suddenly frowned, as if a quiet spring water was broken, and with a "snap" sound, one of the maids fell directly to the ground, and after a closer look, Xia Yejin found that the originally delicate right side of his face was oozing blood.

"Where's my jasper hairpin?!"

Zhen Min asked sharply.

She is going to wear Hanfu today, and this hairpin is her favorite one.

"Slaves, slaves don't know, slaves and maids should be damned......"

The maid hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, in this short moment, Zhenmin's mood seemed to return to normal, she didn't speak again, just raised her hand slightly, just when Xia Yejin wondered why Zhenmin was not angry and the maid kowtowed more and more, several tall Mongolian women rushed in.

Zhenmin carefully looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and then glanced at the maid whose forehead was already bleeding, and then spoke after a while, "Drag her down and throw her directly into the waterhole in the backyard." ”

has a light and breezy appearance, and the tone seems to be chatting about family life.

The maid was dragged out in an instant, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even cry out basically. The puddle of blood on the ground was quickly cleaned up, and the surroundings returned to their original appearance. Jinmin is still grooming in the mirror, and everything just now is like an illusion.

Only Xia Yejin's hands trembled involuntarily, telling her clearly that in the blink of an eye, a young life would be gone.

The hair ornament on the head was finally put on, and a maid came up with a carved phoenix silver basin, Zhenmin cleaned her hands in the warm water, suddenly raised her head, and her eyes fell on the personal maid who seemed to be emptying in the corner, "Ah Jin, what do you think of Buri Gude?" ”

Xia Yejin was caught in the violent shock just now and couldn't turn around, Leng Buding heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his senses, and suddenly cheered up his spirits, and his thoughts turned in his heart before he opened his mouth to answer, "The slave doesn't dare to say anything." ”

I thought she would say good things about that person directly, but I didn't expect this girl to have some thoughts. Zhenmin suddenly became interested, smiled, and said You don't have to scruple, but it doesn't hurt to say it.

"Back to the county master, the slave and maid are soft-spoken, and the prince is only a quick glance, and he really doesn't dare to judge."

Xia Yejin pretended to be calm on her face, but she was beating a drum in her heart.

Zhenmin suddenly mentioned this stubble, what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?

Have you already figured out who she was sent by Burigud?

"Really?" The other party's temper seems to be very good today, and she is not annoyed when she says this, but she just smiled faintly, saying that the emperor's aunt also told me a while ago that the king of Nanliang is a talent, and his family background is also matched, and it is a match made in heaven to get married on a certain day. Speaking of this, she stopped and looked at Xia Yejin with her eyes, "Ah Jin, you have also been here for a while, do you think the two of us are compatible?" ”

Buri Gude is regarded as a side branch of the Yuan Emperor, because of the deep love of Kublai Khan and the meritorious service of his father in the conquest of the Southern Song Dynasty, he was named the king of Southern Liang at the age of sixteen.

Zhenmin married him, but the other party did not climb high.

I didn't expect the woman of the Yuan Dynasty to be so outspoken about her life's events, and being asked such a straightforward question, Xia Yejin seemed to be roasted on the fire, and she was stunned for a long time, and she couldn't find a suitable word to answer.

Directly talking about matching, it seems too casual as if she is coping, and if Zhenmin thinks a little deeper, it is easy to misunderstand that she is a fine work that Burigud has planted in the palace - although it is; If it is not compatible, and it seems abrupt, and if Zhenmin believes her and never associates with Burigude again, then will she not lift a stone and shoot herself in the foot? But if you answer don't know? This is even stranger. As a personal maid, she must be the master's right-hand man, and always give advice to the master. ……

After thinking about it, a large piece of brain cells died, but he still didn't think about the words of the answer, and when he looked up, he found that the other party was staring at him, and his brain twitched, and the words blurted out, "The slave thinks that whether you are worthy or not depends mainly on the county lord's own heart." ”

After saying that, even she felt sore, but the other party seemed to be quite useful, just when Xia Yejin breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sighed that she had finally escaped, she heard the other party ask, what if you let Ah Jin choose?

“……”

Xia Yejin almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

To be reasonable, if she could really choose, she would directly choose to commit suicide!

originally thought that she had survived the torture in the morning, but it wasn't until the dinner party that Xia Yejin realized that she was simply too stupid and naïve.

The dinner was not very lively, but because of the presence of Burigud, the atmosphere became a little different from usual.

The long ink-colored jade table is full of all kinds of dishes, and it seems to be beautiful and delicious at a glance. But a closer look doesn't interest at all.

Although after the unification of China, the Mongol rulers advocated Sinology, and they wanted to get closer to the Central Plains culture everywhere, trying to hide their identity as invaders, from the layout of the capital to the clothing, food, housing and transportation. However, the Mongol nobles did not grasp the deep meaning of the rulers, and still retained their original habits, especially in terms of food, and used this to distinguish themselves from the Han people and show their nobility.

Zhongwangfu is naturally no exception.

The dishes on the table are all kinds of meats, especially mutton. At this time, the seasoning spices were not as complete as in later generations, and the fishy smell of all kinds of meat came to the nostrils, and Xia Yejin wanted to vomit directly with the plate.

Poor and sad, this is probably the most unsatisfactory food she has eaten since she crossed over.

But the two people at the table seemed to be enjoying themselves.

"In a few days, my father will return to Mobei Province, and he will let me go to ...... too," Bu Rigude said, sandwiching a piece of mutton and putting it on the plate in front of Zhenmin.

"Min Min wants to be together?"

Břiggude inquired cautiously, like a child who had expectations but did not dare to express them, and there was no ruthlessness in the face of others in his timid tone. (To be continued.) )