"It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds." Yan Shurong is a poet.

She is a saint in the end, although she is not too old, only sixteen or seventeen years old, in fact, she is also in the time of innocence, but because of her family education, the word "women's virtue" seems to have been engraved in her bones. Although Deng She had not yet officially welcomed her, now that the canonization decree had been issued, she naturally began to demand it from herself.

Maybe she does have a good family education, or maybe she doesn't have much affection for Deng She, or maybe it's because she is still young and her feelings haven't opened. Or maybe it's because of her own personality. Compared with Luo Guannu's coquettishness, compared with Mrs. Wang's pettiness, her temperament is more light all the way.

All in all, no matter what the reason, Xi Shi was indignant, but she really didn't feel the slightest feeling. "Men should get married, and women should get married." When the age is reached, it is time to get married. Isn't it all the same who to marry? As for the husband who marries, will it be good to her? Will it be biased towards others? To be honest, for now, Yan Shurong really doesn't care. She hadn't thought of it at all.

Of course, although she has a light temperament, she is not a wooden person.

If you want to be a newlywed daughter, you will soon become another wife. Inevitably, there will be some apprehension and uneasiness. Or maybe? In the depths of her consciousness that she has not yet realized, she also has a little excitement and longing? After all, no matter what, His Royal Highness King Yan can be called a real young hero.

Having said that, King Yan can be called a hero, and everyone says that "love arises over time".

So, or it can be inferred from this, her feelings that have not yet awakened, and her girlish feelings that she still doesn't know what "sour" is, will it gradually change after she really marries into the Yanwang Mansion? This is not something she can know now, let alone an outsider.

Yan Shurong is the most indifferent of all the women, and if you say that the mood is the most complicated, it is none other than Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang has long been self-aware, knowing that Deng She will not make her a "concubine", and she can get a "concubine", she is actually very satisfied. However, he has the experience of being a "sweeping king" and "princess", although Wang Shicheng's self-proclaimed "sweeping king" is more like a bandit, but he is always a "princess" no matter what. Suddenly, she was reduced to a concubine, but she gave up the throne to Luo Guannu, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her mood can be imagined. Loss is indispensable, resentment is indispensable. Yan Shurong took a self-portrait in the mirror and saw "flowers and moons"; And when she took a self-portrait in the mirror, what she saw was no longer "in her prime".

In the small courtyard where she lived, Mrs. Wang held a Luo fan in her hand, and only led three or two maids to the side of the rockery pond. The sky is bright and the wind is chilling. A servant girl spread out her mattress on a stone chair by the edge of the pond. Please take a seat. Madame Wang was wearing a palace dress, and her skirt was very long, which dragged all the way to the ground. She pressed her chest with one hand, and was supported by the maidservant, and sat down slowly. smiled slightly and said, "The years are not forgiving. I hadn't taken a few steps before I was a little out of breath. ”

She is also in her twenties, but she has been "stretching out her hands for clothes and opening her mouth for food" for many years, and rarely exercises, so her physical strength is a little lacking.

The servant girl was clever and replied: "The lady is a good time!" Last time His Royal Highness came down, the slave maid waited for the lady to sleep. Didn't Your Highness still praise you, saying that you are getting more and more tasteful? "Learn from Deng She's words to praise Mrs. Wang, "'The little girl of fifteen or sixteen is a little too young. Like a lady, she is the most amorous. ’”

They are the servants and the like, who stay in the backyard all day long, serving their masters, serving Deng She, and they can't go out twice a year. I can't see outsiders when I'm idle. If only the only man you can see often, it is Dunshe. Yes, just like Yan Shurong's two maids, all day long, in addition to the master, they have Deng She in their minds. Dunshe's casual words can make them remember them for a long time.

The servant girl who spoke can be regarded as Mrs. Wang's old person. From the first time she came to Yidu, she was led by this maidservant to serve. The maid is also divided into high and low, and this maid is a "big maid". Therefore, when it comes to talking, it is more casual.

Mrs. Wang said with a smile: "Not long ago, Miss Yan came to live in the backyard with us. I've seen her maids. Among them was a man named Shih Tzu, who had a good mouth. You, I think I'm about to catch up with Xi Shi. Just pick something nice and tell it to me. Make me happy? ”

"If you want to make you happy, it's not a slave, it's Your Highness. The slave maid has never read a book, and she can't say the words 'amorous and amorous'. ”

Another maid next to him said, "Not only is it 'amorous', didn't Your Highness say another word at that time?" What to say 'love' and what 'not'? He slapped himself lightly in the mouth, annoyed, "Oh, the slave is so stupid!" I can't even remember a word. ”

Mrs. Wang's face was slightly red. As the two maidservants sang and harmonized, her feelings of loss and resentment were slightly relieved, and she couldn't help but recall the scene when Deng She praised her.

It is the painting of Luo Jin Jade, and the incense candle is red at night. Deng She's front yard invited the subordinates to return, with three points of wine, as if he had gone to see Luo Guannu first, and then transferred to Mrs. Wang's room. At that time, it was already dark at night, and Mrs. Wang thought that Deng She would not come, so she had just changed her dress, only wore a black silk belly pocket, and put on a light red silk, and was sitting in front of the mirror to remove her makeup. There is a charcoal stove burning indoors, but it doesn't feel cold.

Suddenly, in the mirror, I saw Deng She's smiling face.

Before she could react, a pair of hands had been inserted into her belly pockets and she was found from behind. Mrs. Wang's physique is already sensitive, and she has often been moistened by Deng She's rain and dew in recent months, so she naturally became more and more sensitive, shivered, hurriedly grabbed Deng She's hand, and said coquettishly: "Your Highness! ”

Deng She was Yaxing, looking at the beauty in the mirror who was half-naked and removing makeup, and praised casually: "In the mirror of the real snow chest, there is a cicada in the mirror with light sideburns." Laughed at her, and said, "The skin and flesh of the lady are already delicate." What have you been using lately? Why haven't you seen each other for a few days, but the feeling is getting worse and worse*? ”

"Your Highness is drunk!"

Dunshe laughed and let go of his hand. He was in a good mood, walked around the room a few times, and said, "The lady doesn't know, today I have done a big thing for my husband." Mrs. Wang asked, "What has happened?" Deng Sheluo said a few words and said: "An order was passed on to teach Haidong Xiucai to learn to ride and shoot. Mrs. Wang was puzzled and said, "Teach Haidong Xiucai to learn riding and archery?" Is that the big deal? Deng She turned back to Mrs. Wang, took down a treasure hairpin for her, and said with a smile: "Advocate a temporary trend, and then set it into a system in the future." The merit is in the contemporary, and the benefit is in the future. That, of course, is a big deal. It's normal for you to be a woman and not understand. ”

Seeing the beauty in the mirror, it seems to be melancholy. Deng She couldn't help but wonder and asked, "What?" Look at you're preoccupied. Aren't you happy for me that you have done such a great thing for your husband? ”

Mrs. Wang replied: "Slave women and Taoist families naturally don't understand men's affairs. If the military is important, the slave is of course even more incomprehensible. However, since His Highness said that it was a big deal to teach Haidong Xiucai to learn to ride and shoot, it must be a big deal. Although the slave did not understand, he was just as happy for His Highness. ”

"Then why are you so preoccupied?"

"The streamer is in a hurry, and it is always easy to throw people away. Life is like a white horse. Suddenly, the cherries were red and the plantains were green. The slave just suddenly thought that His Royal Highness, a manly man and a husband, could make a great feat outside, and his name would remain in history for thousands of years, and he would be recited endlessly. And the slave is only locked in the far-reaching boudoir, and the person who looks in the mirror is slowly aging. Shaohua is easy to pass away, and the red face is easy to age. I think the ancients had poems, and the clouds 'There are beautiful women in the north, and beautiful women are hard to get'! Therefore, I can't help but feel sad. ”

Deng She smiled slightly.

Beauties have been like famous generals since ancient times, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world. The sigh of the passing of time is not only for women? Lian is quite old, can he still eat? The old man is in wait, and his ambition is not over. The sentimentality of the hero's twilight is even more visible. Deng She was a human being in two lifetimes, and although he was still young in this life, his sigh for Mrs. Wang was actually related to him for a long time. It's just that, as Mrs. Wang said, a manly husband is born in the world, and he can't stand up to the sky, but he also has to stand on the ground. So, I don't think much about these things.

On an early spring night, the windows are open, and the wind is as cool as water. A half-naked beauty in a belly pocket, a heroic and upright teenage hero. In the red candlelight, their figures are reflected in the cold mirror. Two little maids, who were only in their teens, knelt by the wall, bowing their heads silently. It was quiet inside the room. At this moment, there is a faint fragrance of flowers, inexplicable melancholy like rain, and it seems to be sad, and it is permeating to the fullest.

Twenty years from now, thirty years from now, look at these people in the room, and what will they look like? How will they change?

Standing behind Madame Wang, standing on the side of the frame, Deng She pulled out the short knife at his waist. The sharp blade flashed with a cold light. By the light of the candle, he took a closer look at the reflection on it. Majestic and heroic, with a flying spirit. The shorter the time, the more the husband should race against time.

After a few glances, he lifted his spirits, threw away the short knife, and said: "When it is warm and cold, it is the most difficult to rest." The lady was sad. Look at the person in the mirror, think about Luo Guannu, and can't help but praise, "The lady is when the flowers are blooming, why be melancholy?" If you want to talk about all kinds of amorous styles, how can it be compared with a young girl of fifteen or sixteen? He rubbed it on her chest and said with a smile: "Nephrite crispy chicken head." Does the lady know what it means to be 'in love'? I really love these two lumps of meat. ”

When the wine came up, she couldn't care about the two maids who were kneeling in the corner, so she made Mrs. Wang get up, and she looked in the mirror, casually, and the clouds and rain.

By the pond in the small courtyard, Mrs. Wang thought back to this, and couldn't help but blush again, spat out, and said in her heart: "I'm ashamed!" Thinking of Deng She's various demands at that time, it was even more unbearable. In a trance, under the skirt of the palace, it is unconsciously flooded. When I came back to my senses, the depths of the winding path were already wet and hot.

This is not the first time. Don't talk about the earliest twin cities, just talk about the recent days. Somehow, less than a month after she moved out of the backyard, she missed Deng She to the point where she couldn't restrain herself. Often a sentence, a memory, can make her can't help it. Many times, she will also blame herself, which is not like the virtue of a virtuous woman.

However, there have been too many times, and every time Dunshe did that with her, the feeling of ecstasy and shaking was too much for her to forget.

She remained silent, quietly put her legs under her skirt together, so as not to be discovered by the maidservants, and looked up at the sky, and thought hopefully, "Come in the evening." Before moving out of Yanwang's Mansion, Deng She didn't know whether it was out of urgency or fun, and gave her a Mr. Horn. Madame Wang never used it. But at this time, she really wanted to try, and subconsciously looked among the maidservants, went to find the one she liked the most, and thought, "Maybe? Can she help me? ”

It just so happened that the maid had warmed up the tea, poured it with Mrs. Wang, brought it, and said, "Lady, please use tea." Mrs. Wang took it. The maidservant girl said, "I don't know if the lady has heard about it?" This morning, the slave maid heard the guards on duty outside at the gate of the courtyard, saying that the Anfeng court had sent an envoy to our Yidu, and it had already passed Tai'an. I'm afraid that in three or two days at most, it will be there. The guards also said that according to the senior officials above, maybe this mission is still here to 'give marriage' to His Highness! ”

"Coming to 'give marriage' to His Highness?"

"Even before His Royal Highness canonized the lady, didn't the lady also know? An Feng Liu Taibao wants to marry his daughter to His Royal Highness. ......, lady, you say, if this mission really came for the marriage, would Your Highness be willing to agree? And if His Royal Highness agrees, then the little lady of the Luo family? What could she do? ”

Mrs. Wang didn't know either.

Don't look at her being Deng She's pillow person for so long, Deng She is completely different from Wang Shicheng, and never talks to her about important military and political matters. Even when I talk about it sometimes, I only mention it in one sentence at most, and I never want to go into details. Even the canonization only told her a little in advance, only saying that Luo Guannu was pregnant and should be made a concubine. Within two days, the canonization document was issued. For the beginning and end of An Feng's marriage, if she had heard of it from the mouths of the maidservants, I am afraid that until now, it is still unheard of.

She thought for a moment and said, "If An Feng really came for marriage, will His Highness agree?" I don't know. But in short, the sister of the Luo family is pregnant, even if she can't be a concubine, she will still have a name. I touched my lower abdomen and started to feel sad again. She also wondered, thinking, "Your Highness has come to my room enough times, but why has there been no movement?" ”

Luo Guannu is pregnant, and he will definitely have a name.

If Deng She really agreed to An Feng's marriage, what about her? Will there be a title of "concubine"? She knows that she is not as good as Luo Guannu, and she is not as good as Yan Shurong. Although "concubines" are concubines, they should not be too much, and two or three are about the same. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but suddenly turn from sadness to unease.

The servant girl who spoke was understanding, and when she saw her movements, she immediately guessed her thoughts, and said, "Your Highness's favor for the lady is well known to everyone. Two days ago, didn't His Royal Highness give the lady a crystal pillow? It was selected from the gifts sent from the western part of Zhejiang. The slave maid heard that this time, Zhexi sent a total of more than a dozen gifts. In addition to rewarding the ministers, His Royal Highness only gives it to the lady and the lady of the Luo family. Not even the former Goryeo princess was given. Miss Yan is also a nobody. His Royal Highness's favor for the lady can be seen from this! Lady and relieved,......。 ”

She turned her face, looked around, made a mysterious look, approached Mrs. Wang, and whispered: "Look at the lady's hand on her abdomen, her face is worried, but are you thinking about childbirth?" Without waiting for Mrs. Wang's answer, she continued: "There is a great monk, known as the 'Living Bodhisattva', I wonder if the lady has heard of it?" Recite a good scripture and become a monk. A few days ago, the mother came to visit the door, and the slave maid listened to her maid say that Liu Daguan, a big official in Xishi, the lady in the family has been in the door for seven or eight years, and she is not pregnant. It was in the temple that I listened to the 'Living Bodhisattva' speak in the middle of the night, and within a month, I became pregnant! ......, the identity of the lady is different, and it is not very convenient to go to the temple. Why don't the slaves and maids come forward and secretly invite the 'living bodhisattva'? Before His Royal Highness welcomes you, listen to the scriptures for a few days. Maybe, when the time comes, after listening to this scripture, lady, as soon as you pass the door and return to the Yanwang Mansion, you will immediately be happy! ”

"The lady of the continuation of the family" is the mother who continues to follow the ancestors.

As soon as the step-ancestor died, he had no children, and his lady was not too old, several years younger than Mrs. Wang. It is not interesting to stay at home usually, and if there is nothing to do, I will often come to talk to Mrs. Wang. From time to time, it brings some strange things, which can be regarded as one of Mrs. Wang's few pastimes.

"'Living Bodhisattva'?"

Mrs. Wang laughed. She knows the details of the "living bodhisattva". Isn't that Zhao Zhong! I didn't hear Dun She mention it. A good hand at pretending to be a ghost, but he is an apprentice of a shaman. Maybe I haven't even read a few Buddhist classics, where did I come from! Rather, the lady of Liu Daguan in Xishi? Did you really listen to his midnight period and get pregnant? But it's also strange! Mrs. Wang was puzzled.

Later, she suddenly remembered this matter again and told Deng She to listen.

Dunsher burst out laughing. I didn't say much to her. Just the next day, he wrote a note and instructed someone to take it to Zhao Zhong. Only a short line was written on it: "As the saying goes, a monk is a hungry ghost in color." Now that you have become a hungry ghost, cut yourself out of the house. If there is another 'preaching' for me to hear, I will take your bald head! ”

Although Zhao Zhong's position is the prime minister of Yidu, he has not yet officially become a monk. There are also wives in the family, and there are also concubines in the family.

Deng She gave an order, and he, the "living Bodhisattva", was reluctant to do anything, but he had no choice but to do it. Thinking about the scene at that time, he was like a thousand steps, shedding tears and saying goodbye to his wife. Since then, he has gone out, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming. After entering the mountains, looking for a big temple, and "following the order", he finally deserved his name and became a genuine "true monk" who strictly abides by the rules and precepts. It's just that whenever the spring is warm and the cat barks, and the summer night thinks about the past, whether he will have how many times he tosses and turns, and only he knows it.

Insert a word, no need to say more.

Mrs. Wang had a lot of thoughts. It's another self-inflicted injury, and it's melancholy for the future. In the Yanwang Mansion, in the attic at the most corner, there is also the same person, the same thousands of thoughts. It's just that what this person thinks is less melancholy and more self-harm. Less looking into the future, more reminiscing about the past.

Li Baokou.

She also heard that the Anfeng mission was coming. She also heard that the Anfeng delegation was here, perhaps still to give Deng She a marriage. Deng She has already set up a concubine, and the Anfeng mission will come to give marriage again. In this young girl's little heart, judging from her little knowledge and experience, she thought that if this was true, Deng She would definitely scratch her head because of it. The emperor, the son of heaven, personally gave marriage. Would Dunsher dare to refuse? He certainly didn't dare to refuse! If you don't dare to refuse, you have to accept it. Once accepted, then how should Luo Guannu, Yan Shurong, Xu Ashui, and Guanyin be handled? It's definitely going to make him nerve-wracking.

The more Deng She was troubled, the more happy she was.

Standing on the top floor of the pavilion, through the open window, she watched as Dunshe hurried back and left every day. Although because it was too far away, she couldn't see Deng She's appearance at all, at most she could see a figure that was not very clear. However, this did not affect her happiness in the slightest. Because she can help Deng She make up a sad and worried look in her mind.

Since hearing the news that the Anfeng mission is coming, she has been as happy as a bird in the past few days. She clenched her little fists and thought happily, "It's so beautiful! You're a bad person, and you have today! ”

Unfortunately, happiness is not always the only thing, and there are fly in the ointment. The fly in the ointment is that there is an old woman who accompanied her to Yidu this time, who is Li Aguan's personal person, who is often called and used to do things. Before coming, the old woman listened to Li Aguan's advice, so she heard noise in her ears day and night.

Always say it over and over again, mention it over and over again. reminded her not to forget Li Aguan's explanation, and urged her to hurry up and find a way to get close to Deng She. As soon as Mrs. Wang and the others moved out, the backyard was almost empty. Isn't this the best chance to get close to Dunshe? Don't seize the opportunity, wait until Luo Guannu, Yan Shurong, Mrs. Wang and others come back to Yanwang's Mansion through the door, in Deng She's eyes, where will there be Li Baokou!

Li Baokou was annoyed. She longed to sew the old woman's mouth with a needle and thread. The old woman came again, nagging: "Miss! Before you come, what you should say, the lady has told you. Counting the days, you have been here for more than half a month. However, except for the night you came, you never saw the prince again. Are you still waiting for the prince to come to you? Not so delicate!

"How many beauties are there around the prince, if you don't take the initiative, the prince will be able to think of you? This time the concubine was canonized, not to mention the lady of the Luo family, Miss Yan, Princess Goryeo, and even the lady of the continuation family also got the title of concubine. Think about your mother, what's going on? Nothing! Aren't you anxious for your mother?

"Your Highness's territory is getting bigger and bigger, and your power is getting bigger and bigger. The old woman heard that in the prefectures and counties below, there are many shameless officials who have repeatedly presented beautiful women to the prince. Goryeo, lustful, and black slaves all have! Although the prince is hardworking, he is rarely willing to accept it. But it adds up. If you don't move again, your mother will fall out of favor again. You say, what should you two do?

"Do you rely on an old woman of mine to serve you? You rely on your mother's momentum, you are used to eating and drinking, even if my wife and I are still strong and can support it, can you afford it? ”

Li Baokou said firmly: "Under the attic, there is a doorman's mother-in-law. Usually, if it weren't for the Luo family's lady looking for me, I wouldn't even be able to get out. Now, the Luo family lady has also moved out. You say, how can I get close to that bad 、......, and how can I get close to His Highness? ”

"As long as you will, you will. I'll tell them about the two women who are guarding the door. Didn't the lady bring you some jewelry? Black eyes, white silver. Who doesn't like that? And give me two of them. I changed hands and gave it to the two mothers-in-law. Don't worry, and then I'll say it again, just say it. ”

Li Baokou became irritable, suddenly opened all the windows, changed from a happy bird to a canary encircled, she turned around, turned out the jewelry box that Li Aguan gave her, threw it all to the old woman at once, and said loudly: "Here you go!" Here you go! Go get it to them! ”

The old woman took it and said with a smile: "This is your mother's good daughter." Trembling, he went out of the door and went downstairs to find the two mothers-in-law who were guarding the door.

The wind blows into the building, bringing the fragrance of willow wood in the distance. Li Baokou was angry and sad again. sad because she remembered Li Dunru; is angry because she hates how there can be such a mother as Li Aguan! The air was cool, but she felt suffocated. Angry and sad, she remembered her ambition again. Like a drowning man, she held on to it firmly.

The reality disappointed her, and the only thing that could make her persevere, was that. She relived the stories of the martyrs that Yan Shurong had told one by one. She whispered to herself, "Look! They are role models. This is an amazing good daughter! "She doesn't want to be a good daughter of Li Aguan at all, she just wants to be a good daughter of Li Dunru. She thought, "Yes, I'm going to be Daddy's good daughter." ”

She thought as her anger subsided. Go to the mirror and look at the people inside. He is sixteen or seventeen years old, described as delicate and cute. The body is light and sweet.

She gently untied her shirt and let her dress slide down her body to the ground. She looked at the girl in the mirror, and from bottom to top, she saw the delicate and delicate ankles; She saw round, soft and boneless calves; She saw the soft and delicate waist; She saw a white and delicate lower abdomen. She puffed out her chest proudly. Her breasts trembled, and her eyes were shy. And on her head, the lightly pulled bun was curled high.

has both the immaturity of a girl and the charm of a woman.

She lingered in the mirror, looking and looking. The spring sun is warm and soft, and she bathes in it. She was reluctant to give up, and her eyes couldn't bear to leave the mirror. Twenty-eight girls, just in the beginning of February in the cardamom year. It was supposed to be carefree. What she thought to herself at this time was, "I feel pity." It's a pity that he was born with a good appearance! ”

She was proud, but she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

She habitually turned her mind away, and thought about the only thing that could satisfy her now, and she thought, "I don't believe that bad man, and when you see me like this, you won't be moved!" As long as he is tempted, as long as he comes,......, to do that shameful thing with me. And how can I avenge my father! Bending down, he pulled out a narrow skirt knife from the skirt that had fallen to the ground.

I faintly heard a commotion.

She didn't have time to get dressed, so she lifted her skirt, covered her chest slightly, ran to the window in three or two steps, and looked out of the building. I saw a group of people coming out of the backyard. In the distance, I only saw countless warriors who were fighting and fighting, hugging one person in front of each other. But it was Deng She who had just gone to the front yard after his lunch break.