The sedan chair sent Xiao Zhouhou to the inner courtyard of the Longxi Mansion, and Xiao Zhouhou saw that the lights were on in their bedroom, and he could faintly see the figure of the husband walking around the house anxiously.

Xiao Zhou stepped up the steps, and the maid by the gate lifted the curtain and said, "Madame is back!" ”

Xiao Zhou Hou instructed the maid to prepare bath water, and then entered the house, Li Yu listened to the maid's words, turned around in surprise, stepped forward, and said, "Madam! Where have you been? - You, why are you dressed like this? ”

Xiao Zhouhou's stomach full of grievances and sadness had already cried in Leng Yi's arms. I didn't have anything to say, and I didn't know how to say it, so I just said lightly: "I changed my robe and went out for a walk." ”

"But this is the monk's robe!"

Xiao Zhouhou looked at him, remembering the humiliation he had suffered for him, and said angrily: "What's wrong with the monk's robe? If it weren't for you, I would have become a monk a long time ago! ”

Li Yu was speechless, and after a while, he said with a depressed expression: "Didn't you say that the official family summoned you to the palace?" ”

"It's not." Xiao Zhou didn't explain much, slowly walked to the side of the bed, and began to loosen his clothes.

Li Yu knew that what she said was a lie, but he would rather what she said was true, he could guess what happened every time his wife entered the palace. He didn't want to face it, and he couldn't face it, he could only believe in lies, and he could still have a trace of peace in his heart.

The bath water was quickly ready, Xiao Zhouhou stripped off her robe, stepped into the bath tub, and began to carefully wash every inch of skin on her body, especially the place that had been touched by the second prince, she hoped that the clear water could return her innocence to herself.

Li Yu sat at the head of the bed, dejected, he could guess why his wife had to take a bath every time she came back from the palace, he didn't want to think about it, but that kind of fantasy scene always appeared in his mind, lingering. He imagined over and over again the scene of his wife being annihilated by the official Zhao Guangyi, and felt that his heart was dripping blood. Full of frustration and unable to vent his anger, he stood up, walked to the desk, poured a little tea in the inkstone that had dried up, picked up the pine smoke ink, circled around a few times, put it down, picked up a sheep's hair brush, dipped it in ink, and hung it on a piece of snow-white rice paper spread on the table.

He wanted to write a poem to vent the anger in his heart, but his mind was full of his wife shedding tears under the official Zhao Guangyi, biting her red lips, and enduring the endless humiliation, and he, who was the king of a country, not only could not protect his beloved queen, but he couldn't even say the humiliation.

At this time, what he wants most is to escape, fantasizing about returning to the past. It would be great if I could go back to the past, go back to the happy time of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and walk with my wife among the carved jade spring flowers and autumn moon.

A thick piece of ink fell from the tip of his pen, and fell on the rice paper with a click, scattering into a small ink-colored flower.

He put down the pen slowly, and then, the pen turned, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes bitter and difficult, sometimes light and flying. Finally, after writing the last word, he staggered two steps, looked at the poem, sighed, tears rolled down, his fingers loosened, the brush fell to the ground, flicked twice, and rolled into the dust on the corner of the table.

After Xiao Zhou cleaned every inch of his skin, he got up, and under the service of the maid, he put on a soft robe, and went out of the bathroom, but he didn't see his husband on the bed, and suddenly looked back, only to see Li Yu sitting decadently on the chair in front of the table, like a sculpture.

Xiao Zhou walked over and saw that Li Yu seemed to be asleep, with cloudy tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. sighed softly, looked at the desktop, and saw a poem written on rice paper, which was the poem "Poppy Beauty" written by Leng Yi. It's just that the husband changed the 'homeland' in the original word to the homeland, and this sentence became 'the homeland is unbearable to look back at the moonlight', which expresses the melancholy of the two of them feeling nostalgic for the homeland to the fullest.

Xiao Zhouhou looked at the poem in a daze, and unconsciously, her eyes were full of tears. Turned around, wiped it silently, forced a smile, attached himself to help her husband, slowly walked to the side of the bed, and put him down. I also went to bed, lay down, and looked silently ahead, gloomy and deep.

………… Xiao Zhou was woken up by her husband Li Yu's screams. It's dawn.

She got up and saw Li Yu standing in front of the table, his thin body trembling. couldn't help but be taken aback, hurriedly got out of bed, didn't care about putting on shoes, and walked over barefoot: "What's wrong?" ”

Li Yu didn't answer, just looked at the table in horror. Xiao Zhou followed his gaze and found that the poem Leng Yi written by her husband Li Yu last night on the table was missing!

Her heart is also cold, this poem was originally Leng Yi's homesickness, but last night her husband changed a word, and it became a work of nostalgia for her homeland, and it was written by her husband himself, if it was passed on to the official family, I am afraid that it will be a shocking disaster!

Xiao Zhouhou hurriedly shouted: "Someone! Come on! ”

The maids who were waiting outside the door came in and stood with their hands down.

Xiao Zhouhou said sharply: "Which of you took what was written on the table?" ”

Several servants were frightened and shook their heads again and again: "No, the slaves and maids have never come in!" ”

Where did Xiao Zhou believe it, pulled out the hairpin, and wanted to poke them to ask them, which frightened these slaves and maids to hide in the province, and called for mercy. The old mother and others came in and testified to several slaves and maids, saying that they had indeed not entered the bedroom last night, and that they had been talking outside since they got up early.

Xiao Zhou still didn't believe it, and searched room by room, but where could he find it? It's been making trouble for an hour, but there is still no result. When I returned to the house, I saw Li Yu sitting there looking at her, and muttered, "What should I do?" What should I do now? ”

Xiao Zhouhou was angry and stomped his feet: "You know that this word can't be written, why do you write it down?" ”

"I ......, I just felt that this poem was too suitable for my mood, and I was depressed for a while, so I wrote it down. I wanted to burn it after I got it, but it was gone, what can I do......? ”

Xiao Zhou wept and said, "I know what to do again!" If it reaches the official family, we are afraid that we will not be able to live if we are ............"

Li Yu also cried: "Yes! If the officials saw it, they would have thought that I wrote it, and then we would be in for a catastrophe......! After crying a few times, he said: "This is the word of Leng Tuiguan, and culture (Zhao Tingmei's word) can testify!" You go to the official family and make it clear, I didn't write it, okay? ”

Xiao Zhouhou's willow eyebrows rose upside down, and he said angrily: "What do you mean? I'm going to the official family and talking? ――Who am I from an official family? What did I do with the officials, why should I tell the officials? ”

Li Yu was also in a hurry, and he regretted it when he said it, and said with a sad face: "I don't mean anything else, I just think it's not my words, it's Leng Yi's words and the words of Leng Yi Leng Tuiguan, it's his homesick work, I'm just copying it, I have to tell the official family about this, lest he misunderstand!" So ......"

"So you asked your wife to show up and talk to the official? You yourself are not careful, cause trouble, and let your wife and a woman go to the man to intercede? When you were the king, how did I persuade you not to indulge in women's sex, but to work hard, did you listen to me? Now, when you become a subordinate minister, do you know that you regret it? So what did you do in the first place? How could I have been humiliated with you ...... have been like this? ”

Xiao Zhou cried while talking later, Li Yu couldn't say a word, buried his head between his hands, ashamed and scared.

Xiao Zhouhou said in the end, only to feel as sad as ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and threw himself on the bed, crying silently.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Zhouhou's crying turned into crying, Li Yu raised his head, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered: "I hurt you......"

Xiao Zhou sat up, wiped his tears, and walked out. Li Yu hurriedly got up and stopped: "Where are you going?" ”

Xiao Zhouhou said coldly: "Didn't you let me go into the palace to find the official family to make it clear, I'll go!" ”

Li Yu hurriedly pulled her back and sat on the edge of the bed, and made amends vigorously: "I said it wrong, even if I go, I won't let you go......"

Xiao Zhouhou calmed down a little and said: "Let's not go, now, I don't know if that thing is in the hands of the official, if not, we said, wouldn't we not confess?" ”

"But what if it comes into the hands of the officials? I have to make it clear that it is the words of Leng Yi and Leng Tuiguan, and I just copied it. Otherwise, I'm in for ......! ”

Xiao Zhouhou looked at her nerdy husband, and there was no longer the grace that made her heart pound back then. became a wretched worm who was afraid that the emperor would kill him all day long. couldn't help but sigh, gently stroked his emaciated cheek, and whispered, "Don't be stupid! If that poem really reaches the hands of the official, it will be all over, and it is impossible for the official family to believe that it is the words of the cold official. ”

"Why?" Li Yu said in a trembling voice.

"The handwriting is yours, the style of poetry is the same as yours, how do you make others believe it? Take 10,000 steps back and say, that is, the official believes that you are copying the words of Leng Tuiguan, but you changed the word "homeland" of Leng Tuiguan to "homeland", people are homesick, there is nothing wrong, but you are nostalgic for your homeland! That's sin! Just changing this word is enough to show that we are still nostalgic for our homeland! ”

When Li Yu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, there was no trace of blood on his face, and he muttered: "Then ......, what can I do?" Or, discuss with Leng Tui and let him admit that his original word is his homeland, not changed by me? Good no good? ”

Xiao Zhouhou was so angry that she really wanted to slap her husband, and said angrily: "You can also think of this kind of idea? People don't care that we are surrendered people, and they are not afraid of being affected and interact with us, but what about you? You caused the trouble yourself, but you want people to carry it? Is there still benevolence, righteousness, and shame? ”

Li Yu's face was red and white for a while when Xiao Zhouhou said, and said: "I also know that it is wrong, but if it is not like this, what should I do?" ”

"Alas!" When Xiao Zhouhou saw her husband's frightened appearance, she couldn't help but soften, sighed, and said, "Husband, it's useless." That's what he said, and the cold push official also helped us admit it, saying that he wrote it in the tone of a person who died in the country, so that even if the official family cured the crime of the cold push official, they would not let us go! ”

"This ......, and why is that? I'm just copying it! ”

This kind of poetry can be copied by others, but you can't! ”

"Why?"

"Because you have a homeland to remember, you have a homeland to look back on, and your transcription is to recognize this word, that is, to feel nostalgic for your homeland! The officials will still hold a grudge against you! ”

Li Yu was stunned. I couldn't say a word in despair.

Xiao Zhouhou leaned into his arms and whispered, "Don't be afraid, don't you still have me with you?" When the day comes, we will die together and return to our homeland! ”

Li Yu shook his head gloomily and choked up: "Whoever accompanies me, I don't ......, and I don't want to die......!" ”

Xiao Zhou was angry, pushed him away, stood up, and ran into the back room crying.

Li Yu regretted what he said, stood up and wanted to chase him out to make amends, but his buttocks moved, and he still didn't get up. There were only two lines of muddy old tears, rolling down his cheeks.

In the following days, their husband and wife spent their lives in shock. Although nothing has happened, and the official family has not found an excuse to summon Xiao Zhouhou, Li Yu feels even more scared, because before the storm, there will always be a moment of calm. Could this be a harbinger of a storm?

This morning, Xiao Zhouhou woke up from a dream and saw her husband Li Yu, sitting on the edge of the bed looking at herself, she couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing?" ”

Li Yu raised his index finger and made a silent movement, "I know who took that poem!" ”

"Who?"

"Panxiang!"

Pan Xiang is Xiao Zhouhou's personal maid, and Xiao Zhouhou hurriedly said: "How could it be her?" ”

"That's right!" Li Yu was very excited about this important discovery, "Just now, I happened to hear her talking to someone else, saying that she would get a large sum of money soon, and at that time she would leave here and find someone she wanted to marry." Have a good time! - Do you think that she, a maid, could possibly get a large sum of money other than to betray us? ”

Xiao Zhouhou nodded: "She has a chance to go into the house and get something." ”

"That's right! So it's definitely her! ”

"Did you ask her?"

"She won't admit such a direct question!"

"What then?"

With her identity, it is impossible for her to have the opportunity to enter the palace to see the official family, and she is unwilling to give it to others, for fear of being fraudulently taken credit. So I guess that thing, she might still be hiding around. She's nothing more than for money. Since the things are with her, then we will pay for the things back! ”

"Good! I'll go to her! ”

"No, no!" Li Yu waved his hand, blinked a little proudly, and straightened his robe, "I'll go, I have a way." Don't be jealous, though. ”

Xiao Zhouhou immediately knew what means her self-proclaimed husband wanted to use, her husband had seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards, and he could only watch it, so what could he do now? He sighed and said, "As long as you get the things back, you can't care about anything else." ”

"That's good! Then go to the back room, and don't come out. ”

Xiao Zhou got up later, put on his dress without saying a word, and entered the back room.

Li Yu walked to the window and said loudly: "Panxiang!" Panxiang! ”

"It's coming! Master! ”

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Li Yu hurriedly ran back to the bed and lay down. After a while, Pan Xiang came in, stood beside the bed, and said in a low voice: "Master, you called me?" ”

Li Yu said: "Help me beat my legs!" ”

"Oh!" Pan Xiang knelt beside the bed and helped Li Yu beat his legs with a pair of pink fists.

Li Yu looked at her and thought that her appearance was not bad, so she was fortunate for this, but she was not at a loss. He said, "Go to bed!" ”

Pan Xiang was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong, and looked at Li Yu in a daze.

(To be continued)