"Ah Jiao," Yuan Zhonghua didn't know that it was Gao Cheng who came in, and thought it was Ah Jiao, so he didn't turn around, just took care of himself, "The wind is so strong and the weather is cold, the prince will definitely not come back, and I'm not in a hurry, why do you have to wait for him?" Presumably he has slept elsewhere......" The words "elsewhere" were pronounced differently in Yuan Zhonghua's mouth.

Yuan Zhonghua said as he walked to the high table by the window, which was dedicated to a Yue kiln celadon smoker. There was no incense burning in the smoker at the moment, Yuan Zhonghua half-sideways seemed to be looking carefully at the small Boshan furnace, stroking the smooth glaze with her left hand, and she put the things she was holding on the incense table casually.

It was the jade flute that Gao Cheng gave her. The surface of the jade flute is delicate, moisturized, and has a skin-like texture, obviously I don't know how many times I have been touched by someone in my hand. Yuan Zhonghua still didn't look behind her, and always thought that the person behind her was Ah Jiao. She was not surprised that Ah Jiao did not answer her, because Ah Jiao is a very measured person and will not casually involve herself in the contradiction between the prince and the princess.

Gao Cheng looked at Yuan Zhonghua half sideways carefully, her interest was completely on the Boshan stove, very focused, slightly lowered her head, and looked at her under the lamp at this time. The words she had just said were soft, and her mind was very peaceful, obviously not caring if he was going back to the house or not, whether he would come to visit her. Will she be able to sleep that way?

Gao Cheng is really a little distracted.

"Ah Jiao, these days you serve me **** taking medicine, and you are tired, so rest early. Don't worry, even if the prince comes back, he may not come here, Song Niangzi and Wang Niangzi both said that Xiaoyu and Xiaoheng will laugh when they see the prince, presumably the prince will also think about them, we are so deserted here, the prince may not ......like it" Yuan Zhonghua's voice was a little low, she seemed to remember something again, and stopped talking.

Gao Xiaoyu and Gao Xiaoheng are both Gao Cheng's concubines, and the two concubines gave birth to children one after another after Princess Feng Yi's Yuan Zhonghua gave birth.

Gao Xiaoyu and Gao Xiaoheng are also nominally the sons of the princess Yuan Zhonghua, and she is her mother-in-law. Yuan Zhonghua is still young, and may not be able to experience the love of mother and child, and it is not from her, and she has not experienced the joy and pain of childbirth, so although she also likes the cuteness of young children, she does not have any special feelings.

Gao Cheng heard her speak like this, his heart suddenly became impulsive, the heat wave in his heart was rolling, the desire in his heart was stimulated so much that he couldn't hold it back, he hoped that they could have a son-in-law. If Yuan Zhonghua gave birth to a son-in-law for him, it would also be of great benefit to the stability of her position in the main room.

Thinking of this, Gao Cheng took two steps, and at the same time, Yuan Zhonghua picked up the jade flute from the incense table and held it in his hand, gently brushed it with his fingers, and then held the flute across his lips with both hands, and blew it casually. When Gao Cheng gave this jade flute to her, he didn't want her to specialize in this art and be proficient in this way, just because her original jade flute was broken by him, and he used it to make up for his guilt to her. And because he always felt that the original jade flute belonged to Gao Yang in her heart, so he wanted to completely clean up this trace.

The sound of the flute is still weak, slow but not urgent, not a little anxious, but a little detached. This little detachment made Gao Cheng feel uneasy in his heart, and he recognized the hidden trace of indifference in the flute, which even made him a little afraid.

Yuan Zhonghua turned around while playing, and found that her husband Gao Cheng was standing behind her, still so close to her, this kind of surprise frightened her, and her hand trembled, and the jade flute in her hand fell to the ground, and it broke into two after a crisp sound.

This accident stunned both Gao Cheng and Yuan Zhonghua. Yuan Zhonghua looked down at the jade flute and the jade shavings all over the ground, and he was extremely sad, and his eyes were covered with tears in an instant. Gao Cheng quickly recovered, not too concerned. He watched Yuan Zhonghua slowly lean down, as if he was going to pick up the broken jade flute by himself, wouldn't the jade shavings hurt her hand? Sensing her intentions, he strode up and reached out to take her arm and hold her.

"It's just a flute, if it's broken, it's broken, don't care so much." He helped Yuan Zhonghua to stand up, "Don't you like Xiaoyu and Xiaoheng?" Why don't you give birth to a son-in-law yourself? Gao Cheng's tone was extremely soft, a little intent on making Yuan Zhonghua happy.

"Why did you come back?" Yuan Zhonghua was held by Gao Cheng's arms, she liked it in her heart, his hands were hot and strong.

Hearing Yuan Zhonghua's question, Gao Cheng didn't know how to answer her for a while. It's as if it's the norm for him not to go home, and it's an accident to come back. Gao Cheng took her into his arms and slowly lowered his head.

"Ahh Who knew that Yuan Zhonghua suddenly turned his head to the side to avoid him.

Hearing the voice of the princess, there was a response from the outside, "What does Madame command?" "Auntie didn't come in.

"Go get Du Hengxiang." Yuan Zhonghua's tone was softer than just now.

Ah Jiao answered outside, and then the sound of small footsteps was far away. After a while, the footsteps approached again, and Ah Jiao came in from outside with incense in her hand.

Gao Cheng kept his head down a little embarrassed after being rejected, but he could only touch Yuan Zhonghua's sideburns. I don't understand why Yuan Zhonghua gave this order abruptly, but it was obvious that she was avoiding him, which made him unhappy, and he suddenly remembered what he looked like when Yuan Yuyi Yin Yin stayed in Dongbai Hall just now. He rejected the beauty and braved the cold wind to come back, but he also only got her refusal.

Ah Jiao had already come in and burned incense in the Boshan furnace on the incense table, and when she did these things, she did not squint, lowered her head slightly, and did not dare to speak more.

Gao Cheng didn't care if he was seen by Ah Jiao that the two of them were intimate, but Yuan Zhonghua blushed. She still tilted her head sideways, and did not dare to look up at him. Of course, she could feel the unhappiness in his heart, and she was slightly stiff in his arms. He had that strange floral fragrance on him, and that taste of lip fat, which she didn't like, and even repulsed.

After burning Du Hengxiang, Ah Jiao bowed her head and retreated. The curtain fell, and only Gao Cheng and Yuan Zhonghua were left inside. Gao Cheng still hugged Yuan Zhonghua and didn't let go of her, so he simply lowered his head and sniffed Yuan Zhonghua's sideburns again. I don't know if it's because Du Hengxiang was just lit, or because Yuan Zhonghua often likes to burn Du Hengxiang in his house, he thinks that her sideburns and her body are also Du Hengxiang's quiet smell. This kind of taste is very special, there is a kind of independence and loneliness, but it does not make people feel alienated and difficult to get close. Or maybe it's because it's the smell of her that attracts him extraordinarily.

But in Yuan Zhonghua, it felt a different feeling. Even if Du Hengxiang burned in the Boshan furnace, it couldn't cover up the strange fragrance on Gao Cheng's body. In particular, the taste of lip grease may belong to a certain woman, and at the moment he brings it and lingers around her. How did the taste of lipstick get on him?

There are many of his concubines in the General's Mansion, and it is inevitable that he will be involved with domestic prostitutes when he goes to other ministers' mansions, and these Yuan Zhonghua also understands. But this strange fragrance is fixed on him, and what kind of girl is the owner of the fragrance? This girl is exclusive to him, and she will not be a prostitute in any house, otherwise she would not always have this fragrance on him. This may be the one he has placed outside.

My husband has an outer room. Yuan Zhonghua seems to have only understood this fact.

Yuan Zhonghua raised his head and just saw that the pair of green eyes were also looking down at her, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't guess what he was thinking. Yuan Zhonghua was stared at and couldn't bear it, so he quickly lowered his head again. Gao Cheng knew that she would be like this, and quickly reached out to pick her jaw, forcing her to face him on her back. Before Yuan Zhonghua could react, Gao Cheng had already lowered his head and kissed her lips just right and accurately.

Because the two of them were so close, Yuan Zhonghua was stimulated by the strange fragrance on his body and rolled in his abdomen, and immediately pushed Gao Cheng away and turned his head to the side, holding back so that he didn't retch. Gao Cheng was really unhappy at this time, and looked at her coldly.

"It's cold and windy, and it's late at night, my husband must be tired, so ...... first Let's go back to bed first. Yuan Zhonghua finally stabilized the overwhelming sense of instability, but he still lowered his head sideways, did not dare to look at Gao Cheng, and said in a soft tone of pleading.

She also knew that it was windy and cold, and she also knew that it was late at night, and since she knew this, she had to push out her husband who hurried back to see her. She doesn't want to keep him? Where is she going to let him sleep? Gao Cheng was angry and hateful in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about her, he couldn't touch it, so he could only endure it himself. But he is unwilling no matter what, is he just let her be willful? I didn't think about it and didn't come up with a reason, why did she reject him? But his heart was unsettled.

"Your Highness really doesn't want to fight, you just don't want to do this, and you don't have to **** to hope that I will go home, right?" Gao Cheng was annoyed and suddenly remembered the last time Yuan Zhonghua hid when he was joking with him and let him look for him all night, and then she said something like this. I thought it was a child's joke, but I didn't expect her to be real.

Yuan Zhonghua still lowered his head sideways and didn't speak. Whether she fights or not is not the same result, he will not care about her, where he wants to go, so what is there to fight?

Gao Cheng saw that she was silently resisting, and he was even more angry, but he couldn't beat her as a lesson to her like she did when she was a child, and by the way, he was angry. Not only did he not dare to beat him, but he didn't dare to speak seriously, otherwise he might not be able to find it again if he hid like last time. couldn't help but be disheartened, and his voice became cold and hard, "It seems that His Highness really doesn't care about the lower officials, right?" He asked again and again, still a little unwillingly.

"It's not." Yuan Zhonghua suddenly raised his head and looked up at him with his head tilted slightly.

Gao Cheng was stunned. He didn't expect her to answer, let alone that she would answer in the affirmative so firmly. This reply made his heart itch, and he almost lost control. But he couldn't help it, just now Yuan Zhonghua rejected him again and again, even if she replied in the affirmative, she didn't necessarily let him do whatever he wanted.

Gao Cheng suddenly sighed softly, "Your Highness cares about me, don't care, the lower officials will go to conquer Xikou in a few days, and Your Highness can be quiet if you don't see the lower officials." After speaking, he looked at Yuan Zhonghua intentionally, wondering how she would react.

Are you going to conquer Xikou again? When Yuan Zhonghua heard this, his heart immediately became heavy. But she can't intervene in this matter, it's not something she can decide. Even if she didn't want to be separated from him, she had to separate. He wanted to hear what she had to say, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't know where her mind had flown over.

"Your Highness should go to bed sooner." Gao Cheng turned around and walked out.

"Husband......" Yuan Zhonghua's voice came from behind him through the curtain, but he didn't stop. Suddenly I felt so tired, I went to the study alone.

Yuan Zhonghua slowly squatted down and picked up the jade flute that had been broken in two.

At this time, Ah Jiao walked in. "Why doesn't Madame keep the son?" Ah Jiao said as she took a piece of silk and gave it to Yuan Zhonghua to drape on her shoulders.

"I don't like the smell of someone else in him." Yuan Zhonghua walked to his bed with the jade flute, feeling so uncomfortable. The fractures of the jade flute were uneven and sharp, and she cherished the broken jade flute in her hand as if she hadn't seen it.

"Madam, since the prince is back, there is still a lady in his heart, why does the lady push the son outside?" Ah Jiao persuaded.

Yuan Zhonghua didn't speak, if there was no trace, she could pretend not to know. But she just doesn't like the smell of others on him, it's really unacceptable.

The sky was just bright, there was no wind, and the early winter in Chang'an was so cold that it could turn water into ice. The eldest prime minister's wife and eldest princess Yuan Yuying's inner bed has a lingering medicinal gas. From the sweet pine fragrance with a clear bitter taste in the Buddhist hall, to the smell of herbs with a strong sense of bitterness in the inner bed, this made Yu Wentai feel a strong sense of guilt for his wife. If he could, he hoped that Yuan Yuying would still be the eldest princess who was heroic and stunning when she first got married in Luoyang. It is because he is her husband that she has become what she is today step by step. He's not the one to compromise easily, and neither is she.

Nan Qiao saluted silently, and after a glance, the little maid quickly closed the door tightly, preventing the cold wind from taking the opportunity to penetrate in. Yu Wentai looked energetic and heroic in a black robe. Nan Qiao knew that Lord Lang was about to accompany the emperor Yuan Bao Torch to Luoyang to pay homage to the temple and ancestral tomb.

"Did Madame sleep soundly last night?" Yuwentai roamed around with his eyes, and last night he waited for Yuan Yuying to fall asleep before leaving. Before Nan Qiao could answer, he instructed again, "There is a lot of medicine in this room, although it is not suitable to burn incense, but these curtains are too dark and heavy, you might as well change to some plain, bright and soft, so that Mrs. can look at it and feel comfortable." ”

Nan Qiao listened to Lord Lang's instructions so meticulously and carefully, and his heart felt hot, and he replied yes in a loud voice. Yu Wentai didn't care about talking to her more, and had already stepped into the inner bed.

Yuan Yuying has actually been awake for a while, and she has been sleeping peacefully last night, but at the moment she is just lying quietly on the couch and closing her eyes to recuperate. The sky has just dawned, and you have to wait until the day is rising, the yin energy is dissipated, and the yang energy is getting stronger, and then you can get up slowly. She had already heard Yu Wentai and Nan Qiao chattering outside, and she struggled to get up and called out, "Nan Qiao." ”

It happened that Yuwentai had already walked in, and without waiting for the slave to come in, he personally picked up the bed tent embroidered with green willows and peaches full of vitality.