"Go down, all of you." Xue Chongxun stood at the door and said to the slaves and maids with lanterns beside him.

"Yes." Everyone bowed on their knees and answered in unison.

Xue Chongxun stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the carved wooden door, and what he saw was a large lamp stand, on which at least dozens of candles were lit, illuminating the room brightly, and the room was luxuriously and exquisitely furnished, which made Xue Chongxun feel a little unaccustomed, because compared with the elegant Zhiyuan arrangement in his house, this place looked like a boudoir. Is my mother's house also my home?

He had never thought about it before, but tonight his mother moved him a lot, and his heart warmed, as if the wanderer had returned to his hometown.

He lifted his robe, crossed the threshold, and entered the room, where a beaded curtain hung on the north side, and a woman faintly appeared in it. Carved curtains, bead curtains, and a beauty inside, this scene made Xue Chongxun's mood very happy, and he couldn't help but chant: "The beauty rolls the bead curtain and sits deep on the eyebrows." But when I see the tears wet, I don't know who I hate......"

This poem was written by Li Bai, but now Li Bai is only about ten years old, he shouldn't be able to write this kind of poem, Xue Chongxun chanted it a little spoof, but it is not a big problem if it is not circulated.

When I opened the bead curtain, I saw the woman in the skirt, her mother said her name was Cheng Ting, she stood there with her head down, but it was not like the tears in the poem, she didn't cry. Her skirt was light-coloured, and it covered her body tightly, but it was not as seductive as the semi-open skirt worn in the temple.

I don't know if it's because the clothes on her body are too ordinary, when Xue Chongxun saw her for the first time, he didn't feel amazing, but when he looked at it a few more times, he soon found that this woman had a unique temperament. Rourou is very peaceful, just like the big sister next door that she liked when she was a child, kind and gentle, seeing her, Xue Chongxun couldn't help but think of the bluestone alley in the town, the oil paper umbrella in the rain, and other faint beautiful things.

"Raise your head, I'll see." Xue Chongxun walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Cheng Ting had to raise her head, but she didn't look at Xue Chongxun, her eyes looked away, and she didn't know whether she was shy or scared, or disgusted? She has a goose-egg-shaped face, just like her temperament, gentle and reserved.

Xue Chongxun entered the door for a while, and he didn't hear her squeak, such silence made him feel a little embarrassed, even Pei Niang, the girl who waited for him, would talk some nonsense at home...... Do it without talking? He suddenly felt a little bored.

Xue Chongxun didn't bother to pay attention to her, although she was a descendant of the Cheng family and had a good background, but now that the Cheng family has disappeared and withdrawn from the stage of power, what is there to be high.

He complained while undressing himself, "It's better to get a maid to come in and wait for me." ”

"What's the difference between me and the maid?" Cheng Ting finally spoke, hesitated, and then stepped forward and stretched out her hand to untie Xue Chongxun's clothes.

Because she was untying Xue Chongxun's belt, when Xue Chongxun raised his head, he happened to see her side face and ears, and a few strands of hair fell off the roots of her white ears, reflecting the jade-like ears, which was extremely beautiful. Xue Chongxun smelled a faint fragrance, which was wafting from her.

He laughed and said, "I thought I had chosen a dumb man." ”

Cheng Ting stopped talking, silently doing her own thing, and after waiting for Xue Chongxun to go to bed, she began to take off her coat, and at this moment, Xue Chongxun suddenly saw a large crystal tear drip from her big eyes, dripping onto her fair bare shoulders that had just been exposed, and then disappeared...... It's like a drop of water dripping into the surface of a lake and quickly turning into one color.

The smile on Xue Chongxun's face disappeared little by little, and he said in a daze: "What are you crying for?" Don't want to wait on me? ”

Cheng Ting smiled bitterly and choked up: "Willing, how unwilling, sooner or later it will be like this, waiting for His Royal Highness's young eldest son, I am glad that it is too late to ......"

Xue Chongxun said: "Don't take it off, there is a bed opposite, you sleep there." ”

Cheng Ting looked at Xue Chongxun's black face with teary eyes, and said, "What's the matter, did I cry my Yaxing that affected Lang Jun?" Does Lang Jun regret it? ”

"What do I regret?" Xue Chongxun said casually.

Cheng Ting said: "There are so many beautiful women in the hall for you to choose just now, you must regret why you chose me." ”

Xue Chongxun shook his head and sighed: "You don't have to worry about this, I won't sue you, okay...... I'm not so tolerant of everyone, you remind me of a friend, I can't bear it for a while, sleep, don't cry. ”

Cheng Ting didn't seem to be sad anymore, and wiped away her tears directly with her sleeve, this action is very cute and cute, she is not a pretentious girl. She asked curiously, "How did I remind Lang Jun of that friend, is there any similarity?" ”

Xue Chongxun happened to be in a better mood tonight, and his patience was better, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the side of the bed: "Sit down, I'll tell you her story." ”

Cheng Ting was stunned, realizing that Xue Chongxun didn't dare to resist at all if he wanted to do something to her, and there was nothing to worry about, so she obediently sat on the edge of the bed.

Xue Chongxun said while thinking about it: "Her name is Meng Xiaoyu, and she is a Qinglou courtesan...... "He told him how Meng Xiaoyu helped Xiao Heng to be admitted to the Jinshi, how he was infatuated, and how he waited hard, but what he was waiting for was a cup of poisonous wine.

When the story was over, both of them sat on their beds and were silent for a long time. In the end, Xue Chongxun broke the silence and shook his head: "Xiaoyu is too stupid, even more stupid than Du Shi Niang." ”

Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Who is Du Shi Niang, is she also a courtesan?" Lang Jun is really uninhibited. ”

Du Shi Niang is indeed a courtesan...... But Xue Chongxun didn't seem to be able to know her in person. He couldn't explain it, so he smiled and said: "I think of a song, about Du Shi Niang, I taught you, you sing it to me." ”

……

"I sat alone in the cabin at night. There is my Du Shi Niang in the cabin, waiting for my Lang. Suddenly, outside the window, someone called Du Shi Niang. Holding on to the window railing and looking around, why don't you see my Lang...... Lang Jun, are you bored? If you are bored and panicked, tell me Shi Niang, Shi Niang, I will relieve your sorrows; Lang Jun, do you miss your father; If you want to be your father, tell me Shi Niang, and I will go back to my hometown with you......"

Cheng Ting sang while shedding tears again, this woman was really made of water. After singing the tune, she suddenly threw herself on Xue Chongxun's shoulder and cried, whining and wetting Xue Chongxun's white underwear and sticking it cold on her skin.

Xue Chongxun gently patted her shoulder and comforted: "Okay, okay, crying so sadly, it's just a song." ”

Cheng Ting choked up and said, "Is Du Siniang in this song real?" ”

Xue Chongxun muttered: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, others say it's true, and I haven't seen it either...... Okay, we don't know her, so we don't have to care. I'm a little tired, go to sleep, you sleep in the bed opposite. ”

Cheng Ting let go of Xue Chongxun at this time, and when she saw that his clothes were wet from crying, her face suddenly turned red, and she stood up and said, "I'll go get a piece of clothing and change it for Lang Jun." ”

When she lowered her head and took off her underwear for Xue Chongxun, the tip of Xue Chongxun's nose was about to touch her hair, and she suddenly smelled a smell of spices, which he had always mistaken for femininity.

At this time, Cheng Ting saw the gauze on Xue Chongxun's chest, and hurriedly raised her head and said, "Doesn't it matter?" Xue Chongxun shook his head: "I was shot with an arrow and almost lost my life, but now it's okay." Her fingers gently slid over Xue Chongxun's strong chest muscles, and her face turned red again.

At dinner, Xue Chongxun drank a lot of wine, at this time his eyelids were fighting, and he really didn't have much of that kind of thought when he was tired, so he pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep after changing his dry clothes, and he snored softly in less than a stick of incense, and he didn't care what happened to Cheng Ting.

Cheng Ting looked at the bed opposite Xue Chongxun just now, and looked back at Xue Chongxun's calm face, he slept soundly, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She looked at it, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently put it on Xue Chongxun's face, his face was a little dark, but the two sword eyebrows were flying smoothly and heroic, the bridge of the nose was high, and the lines of the lips were rough, the more Cheng Ting looked at it, the more he felt that this man was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.

…… Cheng Ting didn't know how to fall asleep herself, when she woke up, she found that she was covered with a quilt, but her clothes were not taken off, and she was lying on the bed, she hurriedly got up and found that this bed was Xue Chongxun's bed, and he was gone. Cheng Ting's heart suddenly felt sour, she didn't know what was going on, she was just a man she met for the first time, and she couldn't see each other in the future, the status difference was too great.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a majestic sound of reading outside the door: "Qin Xiaogong is based on the solidity of the Cuihan, the land of Yongzhou, and the monarchs and ministers stick to the Zhou room, which has swept the world, encompasses the universe, encompasses the four seas, and annexes the heart of the eight wildernesses." When it is......"

Isn't this Xue Lang's voice? He hasn't left yet. Cheng Ting hurriedly found a comb, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and combed the messy green silk. After tidying up her posture, she walked out of the door, only to see Xue Chongxun standing on a stone bridge over a stream, standing and reading aloud.

After a while, when he finished reading the Qin Treatise, he put down the book and paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, sometimes looking up and sighing, sometimes bowing his head and pondering, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Ting walked over slowly, and said softly behind his back: "The land of Guanzhong is like the head of the dragon and the spine of China. ”

Xue Chongxun turned around after hearing this, looked at her in surprise, and couldn't help but say, "I've seen a little bit...... Ah, I almost forgot that you were from the Cheng family, hehe. ”

"The shallow knowledge made Lang Jun smile." Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked, "Is Lang Jun hungry?" ”

"When you say that, you're really hungry, let's eat first." Xue Chongxun said with a smile.

"Later, Lang Jun will go to the room, and I will call the slaves and maids for breakfast."