Song Zhi'er had long hoped in her heart that one day she would be accepted by Han Jian, but when she was suddenly broken in by Han Jian like this, she was not ready in her heart, and the whole person seemed very restrained, especially after being grabbed by Han Jian's hand, she was even more at a loss, and her body was trembling slightly, but she didn't know if it was because she was happy, scared, or cold.

"Came in suddenly, scared you?" Han Jian asked softly.

Song Zhi'er nodded very honestly at first, and immediately shook her head like a rattle. Han Jian smiled, this little girl has loved to pester him since she was a child, to say that Song Zhier also bathed him when she was his maid when she was a child, but Song Zhier was still a little girl doll at that time, and she didn't even know what the affairs of men and women were, and now she is nineteen years old, she is more like a beautiful flower waiting to be picked.

"Keep washing yours, I'll watch from the side." Han Jian let go of Song Zhi'er's hand and walked over to Song Zhi'er's bed, but instead of sitting on the bed, he took a chair and sat on it, just facing Song Zhi'er. At this time, Song Zhi'er was holding her head, as if she was about to shrink her head into her neck, she was already panicked in her heart, but she still secretly glanced at Han Jian sideways, and finally loosened the middle slip on her body and continued to bathe. But at this time, the water inside was already a little cold.

After all, it is early winter, and even in Suzhou, south of the Yangtze River, the weather is already very cold.

Han Jian said with a very dignified "coming", and immediately a female soldier came in, used a wooden basin to bring out part of the cold water in the bathtub, and at the same time replaced Song Zhi'er with hot water.

Most of these female soldiers are female officials, although they act as the maids and "consultants" of Concubine Han Jian in the palace, many of them have not really seen the emperor's favored concubines. They are all girls who have not yet left the cabinet, and when they see such a beautiful scene, they can't help but be a little overwhelmed. When the water was changed, one by one seemed to be running away, and they didn't even care about some etiquette.

After the door was closed, Song Zhi'er came to her senses a little, she didn't feel anything when she was looked at by Han Jian, but suddenly a bunch of female soldiers came in. She felt even more ashamed, if it weren't for Han Jian's presence, she would have put on her clothes and burrowed into the quilt to fall asleep quickly. She could feel her cheeks burning herself, and even the pranayama techniques she had learned on weekdays were not used at the moment.

Han Jian didn't speak, just smiled and watched, Song Zhi'er still didn't move for a long time.

Han Jian shook his head helplessly in the end, although Song Zhi'er was rude and willful, this girl was the same as Ke Qu'er. I still can't let go of my hands and feet in the boudoir, this may also be a common problem for people who practice martial arts, there are also many women who practice martial arts while Han Fitness, Yang Li'er is a half-hung martial arts person, and she used to be like this, and she has slowly become accustomed to this feeling between husband and wife. Needless to say, Han Jian didn't expect Fa Yi to let go one day, but Yang Rui. Among the women around him who practice martial arts, he is the most open-minded, but Yang Rui is also the only one who likes to quarrel with Han Jian. Even the woman who gave Han Jian anger, because Yang Rui was once an emperor, the two of them were really sweeter than the old husband and wife when they were like glue, but when they quarreled, it was a cold war for a period of time, and they would not be reconciled for a long time.

"Not soon. Do you want someone to come in and help you? Han Jian asked.

"No...... No. Song Zhi'er reacted at this time, she was just moving her hand slightly, but at this time she had to hurry up and pick up more water.

Han Jian saw it and shook his head helplessly, it may be that this is too embarrassing for a girl who has never experienced the boudoir. Han Jian simply looked at the layout of the room, and when Han Jian's eyes were removed, Song Zhi'er was not so nervous, and her movements became more natural.

Even so, after a long delay, Song Zhier finally finished bathing.

Han Jian said again, "Someone", this time the female soldier came in, not only to help Song Zhi'er bring the water out first, and then move the bath bucket out, but also to help wipe the ground, and even help Song Zhi'er get dressed.

As the emperor's concubine, there are many things that don't need to be done by yourself, and the women in the palaces, although they are not very comfortable at first, have to gradually adapt to this feeling of being taken care of.

Han Jian didn't ask too much, and with the help of these court ladies, Song Zhi'er tidied up her clothes from behind the screen and walked out, her hair pulled up, and she was a little more shy and beautiful as a little woman, but because Song Zhi'er didn't understand a lot of things, and Han Jian broke into the room so hard just now, she still hasn't calmed down.

But this night, I am afraid that her mood will not be completely calmed down, after all, it is a major event in her daughter's family, and it is only once in a lifetime.

"Stand down, all of you." Han Jian smiled and ordered, those female soldiers packed up everything, even took out the military uniform that Song Zhi'er wore when she came back, and then closed the door again, leaving only Han Jian and Song Zhi'er in the whole room.

After a while, another female soldier came over, and after obtaining Han Jian's permission, she brought in the wine and food. Originally, Song Zhi'er had simply eaten some things before taking a bath, but these drinks and dishes were specially sent by Fa Yi to female soldiers, and from this point, Han Jian could also feel some thoughtfulness of Fa Yi.

"Sit down and have a few drinks with me." Han Jian said with a smile.

Song Zhi'er shook her head and said, "I...... Slaves and maids don't drink. ”

Han Jian then remembered that the Shangqing Palace had very strict requirements for his disciples, although it was not a Buddhist sect that did not prohibit meat eating, but he forbade drinking, and had a very complete set of self-cultivation diet and behavior habits, which required his disciples to follow.

"No, I'll just teach you, a glass of water and wine, you just drink it like water." Han Jian said with a smile, and then reminded, "Pour a full cup for me first." ”

"Hmm."

Song Zhi'er hurriedly picked up the wine jug, because she had no experience in pouring wine, she poured a full cup for Han Jian and spilled some, he hurriedly wanted to wipe it with a handkerchief, but Han Jian grabbed her hand.

"It's okay, pour yourself a glass."

Song Zhi'er seemed to be forgiven for doing something wrong, lowered her head and poured her own cup.

Han Jian smiled, "Now it's your turn to toast." ”

"How...... How to respect? ”

Song Zhi'er naturally asked, but after asking, she regretted it, although she had never eaten pork but had always seen pigs run, she raised the wine glass with trembling hands, and said coquettishly: "To Your Majesty." ”

"Good. I salute you in return. Han Jian smiled. first tilted her neck and put a glass of wine down her stomach, but Song Zhier was a little stunned with the wine glass.

"You toast, don't you drink it yourself?"

"I ......"

Song Zhi'er wanted to say something again, but found that it seemed to be out of place, so she pinched the small wine glass with both hands. Brought it to her mouth, took a small sip, and immediately showed a strange look on her face, she wanted to put it down, but immediately saw Han Jian's smiling gaze, she had to close her eyes and put all the wine in her mouth, but she choked and coughed.

There was already a hint of blush on the face, but under the eyes, it looked even more ruddy and cute. It's like a peach, white and red.

Han Jian smiled and shook his head, Song Zhi'er was also rude and willful before, she was originally sent to the Shangqing Palace to receive orthodox Taoist education, but in the end, she was allowed to practice her martial arts, and now she has become a female swordsman, and it is more than enough to be Han Jian's guard. But being a shy little princess, she can't do it at all.

"Also...... Does Your Majesty still want to drink it? After Song Zhi'er's breath calmed down. Only then did she look at Han Jian with some grievances, obviously she was a little disgusted by this spicy and choking wine, and she didn't want to drink it anymore.

Han Jian was not reluctant, poured himself a glass, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity that there is wine and delicacies." There was no fun. ”

Song Zhi'er was stunned, obviously not understanding what Han Jian said.

"Do you know how to dance?" Han Jian asked with a smile.

Song Zhi'er shook her head very honestly, but she seemed to think of something, and her eyes lit up: "I can dance the sword." ”

This beautiful scenery has to move the sword. Indecent after all. However, Han Jian thought about it, and while drinking, watching Song Zhi'er dance the sword was also a kind of enjoyment, as if he also practiced the sword with Ke Qu'er, in fact, the subtlety of the swordsmanship of the Shangqing Palace was far more appreciated than a dance, after all, Han Jian was also a person who had learned martial arts, and he also had some research on the swordsmanship of the Shangqing Palace.

"Well, you can dance the sword to cheer up."

Song Zhi'er had a little more confidence on her face, to say that she was naturally not her specialty to be a concubine who accompanied the wine, but if she was asked to dance the sword, she asked herself that there were few people in the world who danced better than her.

Originally, it was taboo to fiddle with the blade in front of the emperor, but in the end, Song Zhi'er was Han Jian's guard, among the female relatives around Han Jian, Fa Yi and Ke Qu'er would hang swords on the wall on weekdays, and Yang Li'er would practice swordsmanship when she was okay before, but now Yang Li'er's sword has long been pressed to the bottom of the box, Yang Li'er used to think that her swordsmanship was good, but after Yang Li'er saw the swordsmanship of Fa Yi and Ke Qu'er, who really practiced swordsmanship, she was also a little ashamed of herself, plus her life settled down and gave birth to her eldest son Han Xi. It is recognized by the people of Dongwangfu, and there is no need to touch those things that do not conform to the identity of her daughter's family.

After all, Song Zhi'er lives in a wing room, only the inner room and the outer room, and the place is not very big, so Song Zhi'er can't use her hands and feet at all.

Song Zhi'er held the sword in her hand, and suddenly the long sword was unsheathed, and there was a feeling that the sword light and sword shadow flickered without a trace, but Song Zhi'er also seemed to realize that it was not a good thing to show off her swordsmanship in front of the emperor.

Han Jian sighed in his heart, if the ancestor who created this set of swordsmanship in the Shangqing Palace knew that his juniors used his swordsmanship for entertainment, it was estimated that he would be able to spit out a mouthful of old blood from the coffin.

After a set of swordsmanship dances, Song Zhi'er put away her sword momentum, but stood there a little at a loss.

"Tired?" Han Jian asked with a smile.

Song Zhi'er shook her head honestly.

Han Jianxin said, she was really an ignorant little girl, she nodded, and then she could come over and take a rest, and Han Jian would even warm up with her a little.

"Come here, sit in my arms." Han Jian said with a smile.

Song Zhi'er immediately lowered her head with a shy face, but she didn't even put down her sword, so she walked to Han Jian's side with a little daunting, but Han Jian suddenly snatched her sword away.

"Those who practice martial arts can't even hold a sword, and they still count on you to protect my safety." Han Jian said with a straight face.

"I ......"

Song Zhier is the strongest on weekdays, where can she withstand Han Jian's agitation? When she heard this, she immediately wanted to defend something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her mouth was blocked, and the rest of the words were already unspeakable.

After a long time, Song Zhi'er leaned on Han Jian's arms with a shy face, and the whole person sat there like a small animal that couldn't find its direction, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Han Jian took the wine glass and said with a smile: "Tonight is a good night, I will drink with you." ”

"What is ...... A toast? Song Zhi'er looked at Han Jian curiously.

The feeling that was both sweet and intoxicating just now made her suddenly stimulate the tenderness of the little woman in her heart, she always liked to be strong in front of people before, but now she just wants to be a little woman in Han Fitness, the more she shows herself weakly, the more she feels that this is what she wants.

"Come, I'll teach you."

Han Jian smiled, poured a full cup for Song Zhi'er, taught Song Zhi'er how to hand over a glass of wine, and when Song Zhi'er brought the wine glass to her mouth, Han Jian smiled and said, "What's the matter, I still want to deliver it to your mouth?" ”

Song Zhi'er probably thought of the charming thing that happened with Han Jian just now, her face turned red, and she drank the wine as soon as she raised her neck, but she drank it too quickly, and immediately coughed.

Han Jian let go of his hand with a smile and let Song Zhi'er eat first, and drink a cup of tea by the way.

After Song Zhi'er was for a while, she pouted and said, "This wine ...... It's so unpleasant, why does everyone like it? ”

"Because wine can make you forget." Han Jian said with a smile, "In addition to drinking, you naturally feel that this wine is extremely spicy, but if you taste it carefully, you can appreciate the sweetness in it, and when you drink some more, even if there are more troubles in the world, you can leave it behind at that moment." It's a pity that you don't understand this, and it's futile to tell you. ”

"Then I'll ......," Song Zhi'er paused, "Just learn to drink in the future." ”

Han Jian shook his head with a smile and said: "No need, my daughter's family still has to check some after all, and the wine can still be touched less, today is your special day, it doesn't hurt to drink one or two glasses, at other times, even if you want to drink, I won't allow it." ”

Song Zhi'er shrank her head with a happy smile on her face, hearing Han Jian say these words, it seemed that she had already admitted her identity, which made her feel an inexplicable sense of happiness.

"Alright, it's almost time. It's time to go to bed. Han Jian said with a smile.

Song Zhi'er immediately became nervous.

She is no longer a little girl, and she already knows what is going on without being reminded of many things. Even on weekdays, when she goes to visit her sister Song Suqing in the palace or the East Palace, Song Suqing will also tell her some related things, after all, they are sisters, and Song Suqing is kind, and the relationship between the two is much better than that of ordinary sisters.

"I ...... What am I going to do......" Song Zhi'er asked nervously.

"No, you don't." Han Jian suddenly picked up Song Zhi'er horizontally, looked at the shy beauty, and said with a smile, "You don't need to do anything today." (To be continued.) )