Sleeping Sacjuna?

Dusk smacks the mouth.

There is an idea, but simply going to the kidney, it seems a little sorry for such a beautiful girl, but at present, it seems that this girl has no intention of going to herself.

As for whether Zhu Di will include Suo Qiuna in the harem, Dusk is sure that there is not.

Nor will it.

First of all, Zhu Di is a straight man of steel, and secondly, Zhu Di, as a king, still looks at the vast land in the Western Regions, and Suo Qiuna's identity is a good spokesperson.

So as long as you can get your heart done, Dusk doesn't mind turning this goddess of the Western Regions into her own wife.

As for Ursa and the eleven other women......

If you want to live a sweet life, you have to add a little salt.

They are the salt.

As soon as I thought of this, for some reason, there was some turmoil in my heart, secretly thinking that the imperial examination was probably hopeless, but the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon, and it was okay to go home and reunite with my family.

Gotta figure out how to do it.

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……

The moon is bright in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is full of moon wheels, and the outline of the mountains can be seen almost in the sky.

Tomorrow is autumn.

However, the husband is still in the prison of the Criminal Department.

It was this Mid-Autumn Festival that Xu Miaojin was extremely melancholy.

When Wu Pu went to the court, he brought back the moon cakes issued by the cabinet, which was better than nothing, in fact, the quality and taste were average, and the Huangfu went to the pastry shop to customize and send them to the people, but they were not as good as the pastries made by Wu Li's family.

In the main courtyard, talk about the two.

Xu Miaojin and Scarlet Chun raised their glasses to invite Mingyue, and the shadow became five.

In order to thank Gao Xianning for his teaching to Wu and Bi these days, Wu Pu invited him over, and Wang Zhen, the postman of Fanmian Crossing, was also at home to accompany his crazy girl.

The maids in Huangfu are mostly on holiday.

It's very deserted.

After drinking the wine and eating some pastries without much emotion, Xu Miaojin felt that she wanted to find someone to talk to, and between her and Scarlet Chun, there was nothing to talk about, and there was nothing to talk about.

So he whispered to Scarlet Chun, bring more moon cakes and wine, and go to the West Courtyard.

These days, Suo Qiuna and other twelve people have guarded the Huangfu and done their best, not judging from the hostility between women, Xu Miaojin is a little grateful to Suo Qiuna.

The footsteps came softly to the outside of the west courtyard, and before they entered, they could hear the sound of singing and dancing.

Enter.

Xu Miaojin suddenly felt that the hairs on her body stood on end, and she heard Suo Qiuna, who was sitting under the ginkgo tree in the distance, laugh and said: "Madam, next time you come to the West Courtyard, it's better to be a little moved, if Ursa hadn't stopped her hand quickly just now, Madame, you would have died." ”

Xu Miaojin raised his head and found that above the courtyard gate, Ursa made an eagle strike, showed an apologetic smile at the moment, bent his legs slightly after landing, and immediately got up, laughing and saying a lot.

Xu Miaojin was confused.

Suo Qiuna translated: "Ursa said, madam, why do you use a wooden hairpin, this is very inconsistent with your status. ”

Xu Miaojin touched the wooden hairpin on his head, smiled for no reason, and said: "This is a man who picks the door, and he broke a branch on the side of the road casually, and he was stingy." ”

Suo Qiuna's face was narrow, "When Madame said this, didn't her conscience hurt?" ”

You're happy.

Xu Miaojin couldn't help but touch her chest and straightened up, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Suo Qiuna was speechless.

There is no way, the battlefield between women is everywhere, especially after feeling threatened, they always have to proclaim their sovereignty intentionally or unintentionally, and there is no way that Suo Qiuna's proudest capital is really not comparable to this lady.

It's also unreasonable.

is obviously a willow waist and a thin figure, how can he grow into a world-minded person.

Xu Miaojin sat down, motioned to Scarlet Chun to put the wine and moon cakes on the table, and distributed the excess to Ursa and other enchantresses, and then said to Suo Qiuna: "Actually, it's all the same, anyway, it's just an atmosphere." ”

Suo Qiuna glanced at it and was a little impressed, "It's the same." ”

The wine and moon cakes that Xu Miaojin brought over were the same as those distributed by the Huangfu to the subordinates in the afternoon and sent to the West Courtyard, which meant that there was no gap between the master of the Huangfu and the subordinates.

Suo Qiuna knew that this was actually very inconsistent with the rules of the Ming Dynasty, which were clearly classified.

That's why she was impressed.

Gently picked up a piece of moon cake, put it in his mouth and took a small bite, chewed it slowly, and then said to the women in the courtyard who were singing and dancing and stopped because of Xu Miaojin's arrival: "Everyone rest, arrange it at will tonight, just don't go out of the Yellow Mansion, Ursha, you go and look around the Yellow Mansion." ”

Ursa went with a smile.

Everyone is admiring the moon, and someone has to watch the weather.

Xu Miaojin glanced at the book on the table and was surprised, "You also look at Li Qingzhao?" ”

Suajuna snorted, "I like it." ”

In fact, my favorite is the words of Li Houzhu.

Fit your mood.

When she arrived in the Ming Dynasty, in the Huang Mansion, because of all kinds of things, Suo Qiuna gained Xu Miaojin's trust, and she could already borrow books from Dusk, and even go to Wu Youbi and Wu Pu to borrow books.

She sank into it.

Not to mention the brilliant and colorful Tang poems and Song lyrics, just a "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" made her unable to extricate herself, and sometimes even gave birth to the rebellious idea that she hated not the Ming people in this life.

Xu Miaojin thought for a while, "Can you understand Li Qingzhao?" ”

It's mostly love words.

Suo Qiuna, who doesn't understand love, can see what.

Suo Qiuna raised her eyebrows defiantly, "I'll understand." ”

Xu Miaojin thought for a while, "Do you know why I said love that night is actually a sentence?" ”

Suawana shook her head, "I'm wondering, what does this mean, exactly?" ”

Xu Miaojin smiled, "Actually, the meaning is very simple, I only need to say one word to my husband, and you are doomed to lose, and this sentence is actually very simple: there is you without me." ”

Suo Qiuna was stunned, "So confident? ”

Xu Miaojin is happy.

Suo Qiuna didn't doubt it, after all, the big officials didn't seem to be the kind of people who indulged in beauty, so she asked, "So did Madame say it?" ”

Xu Miaojin shook his head.

How could she possibly say that.

Because after saying this, there will be a gap in the love between her and Dusk, a gap that will always exist even if it is filled, so it will never be said.

But if Xu Miaojin behaves like this, then Dusk can understand it, and he will make a choice, there is no doubt that Dusk will only choose Xu Miaojin.

At most, it is to let Suo Qiuna occupy a corner in his heart, and he will think of her when no one is around, which becomes a regret and a beautiful memory.

That's all.

So to say it or not to say it, the effect is the same.

Suo Qiuna felt a little sad, because she suddenly understood that no matter whether she succeeded in hooking up with a big official or not, she would always lose to this lady, and she had no resentment.

I'm still too tender after all.

Immediately he was happy again.

Xu Miaojin was surprised, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Suo Qiuna made a pun, "I laugh, in front of Madame, I'm still too tender." ”

Xu Miaojin could only smile bitterly.

This is her hidden pain.

She has always been afraid of this, and now because she has become a husband and wife with Dusk, sometimes she doesn't even dare to face the fact that she is six years older than Dusk!

Sooner or later, it's going to be old, and faster.