"Woo ......" a deep voice came into the study from afar.

In this cold night, the faint flickering candle flame swayed the figure of the man on the couch. In the blink of an eye, it was reprinted on the floor mat covered with blue-blue twill tufts, slender and deep.

The man was dressed in a navy blue robe with a dark bamboo pattern trimmed with silver silk, one arm propped up to support his head, and his eyes were closed and his eyebrows were frowned. The facial features under the light are more structured, and the pressure has been a little great recently, and the thin cheekbones are a little prominent.

The incense burner in the house is burning with tranquil incense, and wisps of fragrance rise from afar, as if to weave a pretty brocade into this slightly dull side hall.

Yongyan held the "Moon Worship Pavilion" loosely in his hand, this kind of children's love book should not have appeared in his sight, Taifu taught him to read since he was a child, and he should read the works of sages, but today is more special, he can't read those books of sages and can't calm down. After reading a few pages of the Moon Worship Pavilion, my heart was a little happier.

Suddenly, the body in the dream fell suddenly, and the spirit unconsciously let out a "......" to owe the numb body, the voice was slightly hoarse, and called out in a hazy voice: "Four treasures!" ”

Probably because of such a nap, I have a little spirit.

As soon as the voice fell, a man came in lightly outside the door, holding a jade bowl of spring in his hand, and looked at the master very quickly.

"Master." Sibao handed the bowl to Yongyan's hand as he spoke, and the temperature was just right, presumably it was kept warm by the stove. After taking a sip, the throat that had just been a little dry felt a little soothed at the moment.

"What time is it?" Yongyan didn't expect that he would fall asleep, and remembered that he would not be able to rest when he read this book.

Sibao replied to him with relief, "Master, it's just over the third watch." Eighty percent of you are tired today, and besides, the weather is easy to get tired this time. ”

was said by Sibao, Yongyan also accepted his act of falling asleep.

"Has anyone been here just now?" Yongyan can come out, this meditation soup with a faint familiar taste, quiet, tranquil, not noisy taste.

Sibao gently beat the master's leg, and replied with a smile: "I really can't hide anything, when you were just a little tired, Fujin came over and sent this meditation soup, saying that the weather is getting colder, and you must be a little tired after reading the book for a long time, this soup moistens the lungs and warms the heart, and it is perfect to drink at this time." ”

Yongyan moved his feet slightly, and Sibao immediately understood and waited for him to put on his boots.

"It's hard for her to bother so late ......" to put it mildly, a sigh is Fujin's response to hard work.

"Is it raining outside?" Yongyan heard the sound of rain in a trance, and didn't know if it was in a dream or in reality.

Sibao lowered his head to the side, looked at the master's slightly relaxed expression, and took the jade bowl, "The drizzle has been falling for half an hour, and now it has stopped, and it is cold and tight." ”

Yongyan got up, and Sibao stepped forward and draped him in a ferret gold silk cloak.

"Master, you have to be careful this day, the slave is waiting for you to rest, right?" Yongyan shook his head, at this time, how could there be any sleep.

Tonight's moonlight is really cold, and the luster that comes out doesn't feel warm at all, lingering and pouring everywhere, like the longing in Yongyan's heart, inexplicable.

"Sibao, why can't people do what they want?"

Yongyan's words are rare to "reveal his heart", and he has always been a dignified prince who is trembling and cautious in his words and deeds, both in front of and after people.

In addition, Long live the lord is a person of ancient age, and he is becoming more and more impatient with all the princes and nobles, and he was originally cautious at this juncture.

Sibao's heart trembled, his hair was oozing cold sweat, and he looked around tightly, and found that no one was relieved.

Respectfully and thoughtfully: "Master, are you too worried." This is a person, there is always a sad thing, the slave is stupid, does not know what to say, always thinks that after a long time, everything will be fine. ”

Yongyan sneered, yes, isn't time the best medicine? Putting away the misty memories in his eyes, he shook his head and turned back to the house.

When Yongyan entered the house, Sibao wrapped his collar and walked towards Dongyuan.

At this moment, the garden of Fujin is still bright. The big girl is holding a bamboo stick and holding a candle flower.

"Miss Liuying, Fu Jin hasn't slept yet?" Walking quickly, Sibao glanced at the figure in the room and asked her in a low voice.

It's okay not to mention it, but as soon as she mentions that her master hasn't slept all night, Liuying feels distressed, "Isn't it?" Lan Xin is waiting inside. To say that today is the birthday of Fu Jin, the prince's good things during the day are always in front of everyone, and there is a slight suspicion of giving Fu Jin face, I thought that the prince would come over to accompany Fu Jin at night, who thought that Fu Jin had waited until this time and had not come, Fu Jin did not let him say, did not let him urge. I can only stay outside the door and do my best for my master. ”

"Yes, the girl feels wronged, I really can't blame the master today, I have been worried since I came out of the palace, and I asked the girl to say something to make Fu Jin relieved. In addition, I still have to bother the girl to bring a message to Fujin, so I said that the soup was sent, and the prince drank it, and said that Fujin had a heart. I can't come out for a long time, and I have to hurry back to serve the prince to rest, otherwise, I will be scolded. Sibao followed Liu Yinghua to the porch and cut the candles of the last lamp, and after laughing, he hurried back.

In the room, Lang Juan, who was crooked on the couch, had a sore arm and woke up.

Lan Xin has been waiting silently beside her, and Fu Jin hasn't been sleeping very well lately. After a short rest, she couldn't bear to wake up, so she only put a cushion next to her arm, thinking that she would always be comfortable.

"Fujin, are you awake? Let's have a cup of ginseng tea. Lan Xin's soft drizzle voice always made Lang Juan feel at ease, in the end, it was the proud girl brought out by the embroidered sandalwood, which was quite her meticulous style. Thanks to the companionship and service of Xiutan, Lan Xin and Liuying for so many years, I have made myself alive in this cold and lonely deep house.

Lan Xin opened the lid of the cup, blew it, and handed it to Langjuan.

"Hasn't Xiutan come back yet?" In the past, Xiutan was used to serving, and as soon as she left coldly, Langjuan was really uncomfortable.

Lan Xin handed over the tea, stretched out her hand and patted her shoulder, and said gently: "This is about a month, Aunt Xiutan has also been gone for half a month, and presumably the matter is about to be dealt with." Fu Jin is a person who misses the old, and he hasn't seen his aunt these days, but he misses her? ”

The clear Gyokuro tea slowly enters the mouth, and the fresh and mellow taste is really exceptionally fresh, as if the exhaustion and ash of the body are all gone.

"No, Xiutan has been serving me for so many years, and it's a little unaccustomed to being away for a while." Lang Juan looked at the green tea soup, and said softly, "I don't know if it's because I'm getting older, I've always been worried about it lately." ”

He shook his head vigorously and sighed.

And Liuying, who was keeping vigil by the door, heard Fujin's voice, and a spirit stood up, opened the Yunjin Edelweiss curtain with light feet, and entered.

"Fu Jin...... Just now, Sibao came over and said that the prince had woken up and drank the meditation soup. Moreover, the prince knew that you boiled it as soon as he guessed, and naturally praised Fujin for your virtue and gentleness! If you want me to see, in the entire palace, our master is the most virtuous lady in the middle palace! Liuying walked up to Fu Jin and coincidentally handed Fu Jin a hand warmer, but the smile that filled her mouth made Lang Juan tremble.

Lan Xin just smiled, and then went out to get some charcoal, although it was only the end of September, it was a little cold. Fujin has always been afraid of the cold, and the prince specially designed this East Garden to burn charcoal fire for a long time.

Lang Juan glanced at her and said with a cold face, "I'm talking nonsense again!" How do I usually teach you? If I say that again, I will have to send you home. Do you hear that? ”

"Miss spare me, the slave knows that she is wrong, you can punish me as much as you want, don't say anything about sending me back to the house, I am a young lady's person in life, and I am a ghost in my death." If I leave you, I might as well die! Liu Ying originally wanted to make Miss happy, but as soon as she heard Miss's words, she knew that she was in trouble again, so she hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded guilty, with tears on her face.

Coincidentally, Lan Xin came in.

Standing beside Fu Jin, he glanced at Liuying, and said softly: "Fu Jin is angry, don't scare her, you see that she is wrong." ”

Liuyi nodded vigorously, tears pitiful and pitiful.

"I'm not scaring you, you also know that our Long Live Lord is the most taboo person to spy on the throne. The prince waited cautiously for so many years and didn't dare to say anything about the Middle Palace, if others heard what you said, the words of chewing your tongue behind your back would come out of your mouth, understand? ”

"Well, the slave knows, don't be angry." Liuying looked at Fu Jin's face, she knew that Fu Jin was reluctant to let her leave when she said this, naturally, Liu Ying also secretly reminded herself to be more careful, if it was really like what Fu Jin said, because she hurt the prince Fu Jin, it would really be a thousand deaths.

Lang Juan knew that she couldn't change her temperament, but Liuying was very well protected by Lang Juan because she was Lang Juan's personal maid in her mother's house since she was a child, although she was a few years older than Lan Xin, she was still innocent, simple and beautiful.

Xu is the only insistence that she can't control life, and she tries her best to protect the innocence of Liuying.

It's just that the intrigue of the royal family is more and more intriguing, which brings out the incompatibility of this girl. Since entering the mansion, she has been beaten many times because of her straightforwardness, but it is still the same. Maybe finding the right time to give her a good family can be regarded as worthy of her full loyalty.

Thinking of this, Lang Juan shook her head helplessly, but fortunately, the prince doesn't care, and the rest of the concubines are also respectful on the surface, so let her go......

Liuying, who stood up, looked at the cold food on the table next to her, and couldn't help but shed tears of grievance, just sad that Fujin was so wronged but couldn't get the love of the prince, "Fujin, this meal ......"

Meals......

Today is her birthday, she waited for a day, but she still didn't wait for the prince to come, the "loving couple" during the day was just Yongyan's "respect" or his means of balancing the other concubines.

"Withdraw." Anyone can hear the sourness in Lang Juan's voice.

"As long as he is safe and healthy, I don't force ...... for the rest," Lang Juan walked to the window and looked in the direction of the study and said. Liuying and Lan Xin glanced at each other and sighed secretly.

In the end, this is said to herself, Langjuan is a beautiful lady who has received etiquette since she was a child, she was told not to be affectionate with children, she was cultivated to be tolerant and generous, she was taught to be respectful and obedient, and she was expected to shine on the lintel......

Sometimes Langjuan even wonders if she has really been happy? Take this matter as an example, it is really pitiful and sad to put on a posture of indifference even though I care about it in my heart......

The sip of ginseng tea I just drank suddenly felt bitter and tasteless, and a barren, obscure and sore area spread in my heart.

"Fortunately, the second elder brother and the fourth Gege came to congratulate you on your birthday early in the morning, and they also have a heart." Lan Xin said with a smile.

Sure enough, when she mentioned the child, the corners of Langjuan's eyes brightened, "Yes, it's enough to have Mianning and Jinmei." ”

As soon as they talked about the second elder brother and Sigege, Liuying and Lan Xin warmed their hearts with relief for Fujin, "Yes, the second elder brother is valued by the emperor, and Sigege is also smart and cute, the most important thing is that the two little masters are filial piety, and they came to you early to congratulate you on your birthday, which is really happy." ”

"It is my blessing to be filial to my children, and it is really gratifying." After Lang Juan said this, she fell silent.

The prince is her pillar and her weakness......

Lang Juan's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, after marrying the prince for so many years, her heart could no longer withstand a little fluctuation. Every time a young and beautiful woman came in this big palace, she felt cold once, and she maintained the generosity that a Fujin should have.

Nowadays, the prince has said less and less to her, saying that the relationship between husband and wife is long, and when she comes here, except for respect, there is really nothing left of friendship. But she has a deep love for the prince, since she was 14 years old when she pointed out to the young Lang Yongyan as a blessing, Lang Juan has only had him in her heart.

For so many years, although Yongyan did not admire her wholeheartedly, she did not favor any concubine, whether it was the big or small affairs in the house or the dealings with the royal family, they all gave her enough face.

There is only one thing that makes Langjuan linger.