In a small octagonal pavilion in Chang'an Mansion, there is a girl in the prime of her life, lazy eyebrows, the afternoon sunlight is through the diffuse veil, she also feels a little dazzling, raising her hand high, blocking here and there, and having fun.

There was a little maid standing sideways with a fruit plate, looking at the innocent smile on the girl's face, frowning, opening her mouth, as if she had something to say, but she was worried that she would be tired of saying it, and she didn't dare to open her mouth if she couldn't figure it out.

The girl's eyes glanced at her, "Heh," and a soft sound scared her into a half-trembling voice.

She asked, "How?" What did the storytellers say today? ”

The maid's hand holding the tray was instantly cold to the bone, and she stammered back to her tremblingly, "Back to the county lord's words, those people said,,,

"Say what? Say it generously! ”

"Bang," the tray in her hand fell to the ground, touching the hard ground and instantly shattered into several pieces, the sunlight slanted on the blue-green glass fragments, folding out colorful light, she was happy at a glance, and immediately stroked the glass cup on the table, "Bang, click,"

She lay on her stomach on the ground, picking up this piece in the east and that in the west, and posing at different angles to see different lights.

She was so curious that she took the maid's hand and asked her to look at it with her, "Do you think this light is beautiful?" Gu Wei asked.

"Well, it's good-looking, but the county lord,"

Gu Wei interrupted her, "It's good to look good, by the way, are there cups of other materials in our house?" If so, find them all for me, and I'll see how beautiful this light can be! If not," she thought for a moment, she continued, "then go to the palace and get it, and if there is none, then tell the king, and tell him to find a way to steal and rob it!" ”

"Yes" The maid nodded obediently, and replied, "You don't have to go to the palace to get it, and you don't have to bother the king, the day before yesterday, the king just gave a set of white jade porcelain plates offered by the king of Qinyang to enter the palace, can the county lord ask for it?" ”

"Okay, then you go get it!"

After a while, the set of white jade porcelain plates worth thousands of gold was also broken into slag in a crackling sound, looking at the slag in that place, Gu Wai was not distressed at all, the little maid was very distressed, but in the eyes of the girl, she had to take back the distress, and the master and servant two lay on the ground, playing with interest for an afternoon.

When the sun was setting and the light was in the twilight, the little maid continued the topic of the afternoon and said, "County Lord, don't you care about those gossip? ”

Gu Wei sat on the beauty couch, with a fan in his left hand and a fruit in his right hand, shook it, chewed it, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Those sub-gossips?" The little maid replied with an unhappy voice.

"Crunch," she took a bite of the fruit, and lay down slowly, and the green silk suddenly hung down to the ground, and she looked at the moon hidden behind the clouds, and said, "It's not true, but everyone knows that bad remarks are called gossip, and I'm so, I'm afraid not." ”

"Lord of the county, how can you say that about yourself, you know that your name is now known,"

"Can't it be broken anymore?" Gu Wei continued.

The little maid nodded sadly, a little deflated, and drooped her head, "Yes, county lord, you have to take care of it, otherwise you will be treated, and no one will marry you?" ”

The fruit in her hand was eaten clean, she threw it to the right casually, and stretched out her hand in the direction where the maid was, and the maid picked a fruit from the table and wiped it carefully with Juan Pa, and handed it to her.

After getting the fruit, she chewed it again, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, without thinking about the little maid at all, and told her to stomp her feet angrily, and kept shouting, "County Lord,"

Gu Wei really felt tired, Fang Youyou, and said lazily, "Okay, okay, what kind of gossip, others don't know, you don't know?" Those nuchus were killed by the lord of the county, and the lord of the county killed them when he couldn't see them, simple and rude, this is not a rumor!

If it's not a rumor, why should I explain it? Explained, and someone believes it again? In vain.

As for what you said, no one will marry me, but the main people in this county will marry? Didn't the previous dynasty also have the old custom of a princess taking a face? When the time comes, will I just be able to learn? ”

Listening to Gu Wei's rebellious remarks, the little maid was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Sister, do you want to raise noodles?"

In the pavilion, a pair of teenagers about ten years old walked in, with flat eyebrows, narrow and long Danfeng, a little ripple in the eyes, microwave vertical and horizontal, when looking at her, the slightest emotion oozes.

Although Gu Wei closed her eyes pretending to sleep, she knew who was coming when she listened to the voice, she didn't bother to raise her eyes to take a look, and her left hand holding the pu fan shook without a match, "The prince of Pingyang has been a little idle recently!" This month, my Chang'an Mansion is the seventh time to entertain the prince, right? ”

The young man was not annoyed when he heard her unkind words, picked up the chair closest to her, patted the ashes and sat down, the cold night wind blew down the peach blossoms in front of a tree pavilion, and by the wind, a few petals fell on his mopping moon-white robe.

He bent down to pick it up, clasped his palms in the palm of his hand, and sprinkled it from her head, itching her face, she sat up from the couch with some annoyance, "Shizi is this, are you joking with Gu Wai?" ”

The boy laughed, "Yes! Can my sister rejoice? ”

She brushed off her peach blossoms in disgust, "I don't like it, very, no, happy, happy." ”

"What my sister doesn't like, is it this flower, or is it my brother?" Words are all my pity.

Her words followed, "I don't like flowers, I don't like Shizi, I don't like it even more," poked her head closer to his face a little bit, the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, and the smile was sarcastic, "I don't like Shizi's affectionate eyes even more." ”

"Oh," he laughed, and asked into her eyes, "that sister, are you going to rip it up?" Jiyun's light tone seemed to be discussing with her what to eat tonight, pasta or rice!

Gu Wei is also a ruthless character, when he heard the words, he pulled out the last hosta from his head, and was about to stab him in the eye, but he didn't hide and sat upright, and the corners of his mouth were a shallow smile.

Staring at the tip of the hairpin a stone's throw away, he asked, "Why didn't my sister stab?" In troubled times, soft-heartedness is the most important problem. ”

She took back the hairpin, hid it in her wrist sleeve, and asked him, "The prince of the world likes it is obviously not Gu Wei, but why do you stare at me affectionately?" ”

The young man got up from the chair, took out the hosta from her wrist sleeve, slowly sat down beside her, stroked her hanging green silk with his hand, twisted two strands of fingers from his ear into a bun on the top of his head, and used the hairpin to hold it steadily.

"My sister's hair really looks like my aunt," he turned to her, "and her eyebrows and eyes are like them, and even this little temper is really like it." ”

"If my aunt is still here,,,

"How can it still be? My aunt is gone, only my sister, only my sister, cry, don't worry, I will always protect you, and my brother will always protect my sister. In this world, there is no one who can kill you. ”

Grabbing his hands and pinching his wrists, Gu Wei suddenly turned around and grabbed him, but leaned against the couch, "Who is the aunt in your mouth?" But my mother? ”

In the midst of the pressure, he stretched out a hand and touched her eyes with his index finger, "Crying looks like my aunt!" ”

"You like my mother?" Gu Wai looked at him and asked.

Liu Xu, the son of the king of Pingyang, the word cicada Xue, and his father, Pingyang Wang Liu Yao, the word Baichuan, is the brother-in-law of the late Queen Fu, so according to his generation, he can also be called the uncle of the king of today's dynasty.

The identity is extremely noble, but aside from these, he himself is also a very outstanding existence in Chang'an City, and the age of the double two, not only is he full of wealth, but even the eighteen-like weapons of knives, guns, axes and axes are also played, and they are all kinds of good.

It is all the daughters' homes in the market, the appearance of sweethearts, and some people joke that in the past few years, the threshold of Pingyang Wangfu has almost collapsed for matchmakers everywhere.

But such a stunning person, in Duyun Mountain, when they first met, she knew about it, he had a person hidden in his heart, that person should look very similar to her, so he often looked at her and was distracted, and when he came out, it was a long time.

Gu Wei thought about many, many helplessness in the book, many, many reasons why they couldn't stay together, or the door was not right, or the party was different, or the yin and yang were separated, and the yellow spring was long.

But he didn't think that what he liked was her mother, the late queen of the Celestial Dynasty, the only daughter of the Fu family in Jingzhou, Fu Yan'an.

"Sister, do you think your brother's heart is dirty? Do you look down on your brother like people in this world? Such an unethical like, but my sister also feels disgusting? ”

He asked her three questions at once, and the helplessness in his eyes pulled her back to that year.

In the fifth year of Rongde, a boy was beaten down the mountain from the Duyun Nunnery, she was escorted with a twisted green silk, and in the dark night, she cried again and again, but no one cared.

People stared at her coldly, as if they were looking at some novel playthings, and when they got tired of it, they chatted about the sky, and every word was wrong with her.

In those five years, the well-known story of the little Niqiu who crossed the cloud mountain was greedy for the red road, fell in love with the mortal world, wanted to abandon the Buddha and pursue the customs, and absconded with others.

Not respecting the Tao and not abiding by righteousness is a big mistake!

deserved, ten thousand sticks were beaten to death, it was her master, merciful and kind, spared her, and allowed her to inherit her mantle.

What I didn't know was that that year, she was only eight years old.

What I don't know is that in these things, no one asks, is she willing?

Gu Wai couldn't help laughing, was her intersection with him so disgusting and contrary to Changlun in the eyes of those people?

Withdrawing her hand against him, she sat back at the table, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "The heart of the prince is not dirty, Gu Wei doesn't know, what Gu Wei knows is that King Pingyang and his mother are righteous brothers and sisters, although the prince is the child of the prince, but he is not related to his mother." ”

She took a sip of tea and continued, "Besides, the Si people are gone, and the son of the world should not have done anything beyond the distance when his mother was alive!" ”

If he had done it, Xiao Youregret would not have allowed him to come here.

He held the teacup, looked at her for a while, made her notice, and poured the tea in the cup in his hand at him in disgust, "If the son wants his mother to be safe under the spring, it is better to accept such eyes."

Gu Wai can guess this, and others can also guess that although Gu Cry doesn't get along with her mother for a while, she gave her this life, Gu Wai's reputation is damaged, it's a pity, but others will never be allowed to tarnish her reputation.

If the prince wants to die, Gu Wai can help you, but if you destroy her, Gu Cry swears that it will make your life worse than death. ”

"Then what if," he suddenly bowed down and slowly bent in the direction where she was sitting, the two strands of broken hair on his forehead were wet from the tea and stuck to his temples, outlining his chin, delicate and beautiful.

When he was a stone's throw away from her, Gu Wei swallowed his saliva when he saw him, his Adam's apple rolled, and the tea on his temples slipped down his jaw to his neck.

"What if?" She asked.

"If my brother is marrying my sister now, is my sister willing?"