When I returned to the palace, I just happened to have lunch, but it was rare that Si Hongrui didn't go out today, and accompanied Mrs. Zhenguo to dine together.

During the banquet, he broke out a good news, this morning, the northwest border pass came to report that the grassland khan had withdrawn under the heavy pressure of the Zhenyuan army, and he was going to send an envoy to deliver the letter and order. Long Yan Dayue, in front of all the ministers, praised the prince's decisive transfer of troops, and ordered Si Hong Bowen to return to Beijing to report on his work.

Mrs. Zhenguo was pleasantly surprised, "So, Bowen can go home for the New Year this year?" ”

"The border road is far away, the wind and snow block the road, I am afraid I won't be able to catch up before the year, but I should be able to arrive before the Shangyuan Festival."

Mrs. Zhenguo put down the dishes and chopsticks, tears of joy rippled, Bowen hadn't been home for three years for the New Year, she discussed with Si Hongrui: "There are many happy events this year!" Now that the southwest and northwest have been pacified, it's time for Bowen to make time to solve lifelong problems. In the same year as old as him, he had already become a father in the capital. ”

She looked at Xia Qingyun's mother again, and asked with a smile: "Yitong, Qingyun is in his prime, it is the time to talk about marriage, why don't you wait for Bowen to come back, and settle the matter of the two children, what do you think?" ”

The mother glanced at Xia Qingyun with a smile, and saw that she was too ashamed to raise her head, so she just grabbed the rice grains in her mouth, and replied with a smile: "But it's up to Mrs. to decide." ”

Si Hongrui muttered: "After all, Bowen is a royal bloodline, and this matter still needs to be made by the Holy Lord." ”

Although the emperor did not let Si Hong Bowen recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he was pro-Laozi after all, so he had to let him know. Moreover, Si Hong Bowen has made many military exploits in recent years and has a great reputation, so he can't wait for the emperor to recognize him as soon as he is happy.

Xia Qingyun's heart sank for no reason. After finishing his meal in a hurry, he went back to his room, and sat in front of the window, looking at a few pecking sparrows in the snow in the middle of the yard in a daze.

"Miss, this is a post sent in the morning, Madame, please take a look at it." Chunxiu came in with a stack of prayer stickers and put them on the kang table, "Madam said, others can ignore it, but you must read the invitation card of the county lord of Changping." ”

Xia Qingyun smiled a little tiredly. I don't know why. Recently, I have always been a little sleepy, especially after eating, and the brazier in the house is very strong, which makes people feel drowsy and want to close their eyes.

Qingmei brought a red silk flower pillow and leaned under her for her. I put on a cloud silk quilt again. Xia Qingyun leaned in front of the window. Soon, I fell asleep.

She found herself in a plum orchard at some point, with clusters of white plums. The red plum is beautiful, and from time to time there is a woman's low voice and chuckle all around, concentrating on distinguishing, but she can't hear what she says.

The plum garden was so large that she almost lost her way, and suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a pink and purple skirt, thinking that someone was hiding behind a rockery in a corner of the garden.

She wanted to ask someone, so she walked over to the rockery.

There were still seven or eight steps away, and I heard a coquettish pant from behind the rockery, and a coquettish voice said: "The slave family has only Lang Jun in his heart, and for you, even if he is broken, he is willing."

A man said: "Heart-sharp, I have wronged you, just wait another year, I will marry you in a beautiful way, and Lin'er will be good, kiss one more"

Xia Qingyun's face turned red, knowing that she had bumped into a couple of lovers having a tryst here, she was about to turn around and leave, there was a noisy footsteps behind her, in a hurry, she had to take a few steps and hide on the other side of the rockery, a protruding boulder separated her from the couple behind, and even the breathing sound of the two could be heard really.

must be afraid that people will find out, the two of them were silent at the same time, and their breathing became short, Xia Qingyun was a little curious, who was hiding there?

"The beast must have run somewhere else, and there wasn't even a footprint on the ground."

"Let's go, go to the lake to look for it, in case it falls into the water, the county lord won't scold us to death."

Hearing the footsteps and talking, the two people behind turned out first, and the woman smiled coquettishly: "The slave family goes first, and the province is asked by those cheap hooves." ”

After a few 'tsk' sounds that made Xia Qingyun's face blush and heartbeat, a woman wearing a pink violet skirt and a pink cloak hurriedly walked out of the plum garden.

As soon as the woman's figure disappeared at the Moon Gate, Xia Qingyun heard the man snort coldly, shook his cloak a few times, and walked out. She peeked through the crack in the stone and saw the man's back being tall and thin, as if she had seen it somewhere.

She suddenly remembered the man who had almost collided with her in the princess's mansion this morning, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Master Horse? ”

The man happened to walk to the door, let go of what he heard, paused and turned around, just in time to meet her.

Xia Qingyun looked at it at a glance, like a basin of ice water coming down, and the man's face was wearing a strange blue-veined silver mask!

This mask is all too familiar to her, "Bowen? She stayed where she was, stunned as she watched the man walk towards her step by step, he stretched out his hand, his fingers were white and slender, and his fingertips brushed her cheeks and rested on her earlobes, making her feel a panic in her heart.

"You saw it all? You know it all? Si Hong Bowen's voice was hoarse and low.

"I" Xia Qingyun stammered, trembling like chaff, looking at the eyes behind the mask, and in those eyes, the blood-red eyes shone with demonic light.

Fingers slid down her neck, tightened, and choked her throat, "Today is your death day, die." ”

Xia Qingyun struggled hard, grabbing the mask with both hands, even if she died, she also wanted to see Si Hong Bowen's true face.

The mask was easily grabbed by her, and a wicked smile hung on her handsome face.

"You're not a blog post! Who are you? ”

The man's smile widened, his thin lips close to her ear, and he gently spat out a few words.

Her eyes widened in horror, but she slowly lost consciousness under the man's increasingly tight hands.

"Sister Qingyun! Sister Qingyun! ”

Opening her eyes in a daze, Qingmei was looking at her with a concerned face, "Nightmare again?" ”

Qingmei helped her sit up, "I knew that I should have let you go to sleep in the treasure pavilion, this month is the seventh time, do you want to tell Mrs. Sù and find the imperial doctor to take a look?" ”

Since returning to the capital this time, Xia Qingyun has been restless at night, often has nightmares, although he can't remember the situation in the dream when he wakes up, but he is covered in a cold sweat, and the feeling of fear can only subside for a long time. Only by flashing into the Wishful Treasure Pavilion can she sleep peacefully all night.

Xia Qingyun shook his head lightly, leaned on Qingmei and eased his mind, "Maybe I'm too nervous these days, help me make a cup of ginseng tea to calm my nerves, by the way, take the post sent by Chunxiu." ”

The people who sent the condolences were all daughters and celebrities from the official eunuchs in the capital, and Xia Qingyun didn't know any of them. There are those who invite her to participate in the poetry meeting, and there are also those who ask her to teach the tea ceremony, there are all kinds of them, there are more than 30 sheets, and at the end, it is a post with red sprinkled gold, and the payment is the lord of Changping.

Xia Qingyun opened it and read it, and inexplicably felt a little frightened.

Qingmei leaned over and looked at it and asked, "The county lord of Changping invited you to participate in the plum tea party?" Ah, isn't this the day after tomorrow? (To be continued......)