Chapter 32: Lord of the Tsuten Pavilion
Song Wenyu's words made Ah Jin toss and turn all night, and when he heard the sound of bangzi on the fourth watch, he fell asleep in a daze. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test When she woke up again, Song Wenyu had already returned from the court.
Through the bed curtain, she vaguely saw Song Wenyu sitting at the round table, drinking tea and reading a book. Hearing that there seemed to be a noise here, he subconsciously raised his head to look at her.
"Awake?" Song Wenyu asked, putting aside the tea bowl in his hand.
"Hmm." Ah Jin nodded, wanting to get out of bed, but suddenly remembered that he was still there, and felt embarrassed, so he simply sat on the bed and talked to him through a gauze curtain: "Why did you come back so early today." β
"Nothing important, so I came back." Song Wenyu replied frankly. He put the scroll aside and stood up suddenly. Seeing that he stretched out his hand as if to pull the curtain open, Ah Jin subconsciously moved his body back.
Seeing this, Song Wenyu paused obviously, so he had to take his hand back: "You didn't sleep all night last night." β
He sat down with his back to Akin, as if this was the only way to get the words out of his mouth. Ah Jin pursed his lips and did not answer.
How does this make her answer?
Whether it is or not, it seems that she is too hypocritical.
Simply, she was silent.
Song Wenyu waited for a long time and didn't wait for a reply, so she acquiesced.
"Actually. You don't have to worry so much. He was sitting there with his back straight: "I won't do anything beyond the norm." β
Ah Jin was stunned, he didn't expect him to say this. Song's family style, she has heard of it for a long time. This is probably the limit of Song Wenyu's expression of husband and wife to her. Ah Jin lowered his head and found that he was red directly from his neck to the base of his ears.
In fact, she was not so shy and shy, but her sweetheart said such things in front of her, which inevitably made her thoughts fluctuate.
"Then are you going to live with me like this for the rest of your life?" Ah Jin remembered that day he was drunk for Meng's marriage. I have a plan in my heart.
"If you want to someday, we'll bring it up again." Song Wenyu is not a fool, he immediately understood why Ah Jin couldn't sleep all night last night. It's a pity that he is not from the rivers and lakes, so he naturally doesn't understand what it means for a woman who has reached the realm of Thousand Faces Feathering if Ah Jin is willing to sacrifice everything for him.
Ah Jin looked at his wide back bitterly, annoyed that he didn't know anything, and bitter that he couldn't say anything: "In that case, let's sleep in separate rooms." Don't tell me anything about gentlemen sitting still, I don't believe that. If you say this kind of thing, it only means that I am not the person on the tip of your heart, so it is better not to say it. β
Song Wenyu frowned, wanting to refute, but finally shut up: "I won't leave the East Wing." β
He said it firmly, because it was his last insistence.
Ah Jin didn't ask why, because her mind was also in a mess now: "Yes." You sleep in this room. I went over at night with Ah Jiu. β
Song Wenyu turned his head and was about to say no. saw that the curtain was suddenly opened, and Ah Jin walked out wearing only a long skirt wrapped around her chest and a gauze coat.
She glanced at Song Wenyu coquettishly, obviously with annoyed eyes, but they were so charming that people couldn't take their eyes off. Song Wenyu hurriedly lowered his head, and suddenly felt that Ah Jin's proposal was very correct.
I don't know when it started. It seems that he can no longer be calm with this woman.
"If you don't keep quiet, then it's decided." Seeing that he lowered his head and did not speak, Ah Jin confirmed it again.
"Well, that's it." Song Wenyu responded indiscriminately, if Ah Jin looked at him carefully at this moment, he would find that his neck was also red.
"Then I'll tell Ah Jiu to clean up." Ah Jin looked at him complicatedly, and as soon as the words fell, he walked behind the screen and began to change clothes. Song Wenyu listened to the rustling sound, and he didn't dare to raise his head or close his eyes.
I'm afraid that as soon as I close my eyes, Ah Jin will smile at him indifferently. He was ashamed of his assumptions.
"There's something I'd like to discuss with you." I don't know how long it took, Ah Jin suddenly walked out from behind the screen. Song Wenyu looked up at her, and only felt that the blue and white clothes that Ah Jin was wearing today were really good-looking. Before she could comb her hair, her long hair was so casually draped that she looked like a cheerful girl who had not been deeply involved in the world.
"What's the matter?" Song Wenyu finished looking at her, and then withdrew his gaze.
"When I was cleaning up my dowry in the past two days, I found out that my father had also allocated me a few properties in the capital, and I wanted to take the time to take a look." Speaking of this, Ah Jin paused deliberately: "Do you want to accompany me to take a look?" β
Song Wenyu shook his head, looked at her seriously, and said, "You go by yourself, before you leave the house, remember to report to your mother and grandmother." β
Ah Jin blinked, and returned to his usual playful nature: "I know." β
With that, she stood up and walked towards the dresser, beckoning Ah Jiu to freshen up for her.
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On the second day after the prince's wedding, Meng Yihan was invited to Song Li's Tingzhuxuan.
The mandarin duck respectfully welcomed her into the room, but Song Li behaved very coldly. Meng Yihan was not annoyed when he saw her like this, but made a joke.
"What? Invite me over and don't talk to me? Is this for me to come to your house for a cup of tea and leave? β
Song Li waved his hand first to let the mandarin duck retreat with the maid in the house, and then responded slowly: "There is something." Li'er couldn't figure it out. So, I'll ask you directly. β
"What's the matter?" Meng Yihan looked at her with a smile, and his appearance was as gentle and lovely as ever.
Song Li frowned slightly, only then did she realize that she didn't know this close friend in her boudoir.
"On that day and at the banquet, why did you pretend to miss the appointment?"
"Ah, you said that." Meng Yihan lowered his eyes and said very guiltily: "My sister is really wronged, I am really unhappy." β
Song Li pursed her lips and looked at her for a long time. Cai said: "I invited you here today, not to find fault with you and fight for this strength." It's just that I don't understand, I treat you well on weekdays, why do you want to hurt me like that? β
"That's serious, how can I hurt you? Didn't you sit in front of me alive? Meng Yihan looked at Song Li with wide eyes.
"Hmph, the words have already been said for this, why do you need to be so coy." Meng Yihan's attitude made Song Li upset, and she stood up and looked at Meng Yihan condescendingly. It seems that only in this way will she be able to suppress Meng Yihan in her momentum.
Meng Yihan tilted his head slightly and looked at her in a daze, and suddenly smiled: "I didn't harm you, I just did what you wanted." β
"As I wish?" Song Li pointed at herself, feeling that what Meng Yihan said was crazy: "That's my banquet!" The Shen clan is taking the lead at my banquet, am I still willing? β
"The higher you climb, the harder you fall. You don't understand this truth, do you? Facing Song Li's anger. Meng Yihan didn't raise his eyelids. What she said was plausible, making Song Li feel like falling into the clouds.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you hate Song Shen? I sent her to that high place, where it was cold, and you could see how she fell from the clouds. Meng Yihan's voice was still so gentle, but in Song Li's ears, there was an eerie taste.
"You, what do you want to do?"
"You don't need to know much. In a few days, it will be my sister's Homecoming Day, and my family will definitely hold a banquet and deliver a post to the women and girls of all provinces, and you must come. Meng Yihan's words suddenly changed, which made Song Li a little uncomfortable: "Remember to bring your sister-in-law over too." β
"What does it matter to me if she goes or not." Song Li's face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid this dangerous thing.
"If she doesn't go, everything I've worked so hard to arrange will be in vain." As he spoke, Meng Yihan raised his head and stared at Song Li: "If you can put up with a businessman's daughter and continue to be your sister-in-law, then my hard work will be in vain, and I have no complaints." You should weigh this matter. β
With that, Meng Yihan turned around to leave.
"What will happen to herβwhat will happen to her?" Song Li saw that Meng Yihan was leaving, and hurriedly asked.
Meng Yihan paused, but did not look back: "She will not be good, at most, her reputation will be ruined, and she will never occupy the title of the young lady of the Song family again." β
"I NoNo, I know."
Song Li was silent for a moment, and then suddenly muttered such a sentence. Meng Yihan listened. With a hook of red lips, he pushed the door and walked out of Song Li's boudoir.
Outside Zhuxuan, Hongguo has been waiting for Meng Yihan. Seeing the girl coming over in high spirits, she hurriedly lowered her head and followed behind.
"Girl, what do you mean Miss Song?" After serving Meng Yihan and getting into the car and sitting down, Hongguo asked in a low voice.
Meng Yihan glanced at her, his eyes were rare and happy: "This is done." β
When Hongguo heard this, there was no joy or anger in his eyes. She lowered her head, for fear that she would show a look of pity for Meng Yihan to see: "Congratulations girl." β
"Don't worry, I'll talk about it when it's done." Meng Yihan said, her mind began to come alive again-she wanted to be foolproof, and she hit it with one blow: "I have to think of a way to ensure that the Shen family will not be able to turn over in this life." β
When she whispered this, Hongguo kept kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up.
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Because of Song Wenyu's permission, Ah Jin went to the inn this time. I didn't even bother to wear men's clothes, and I also brought Ah Jiu with me. For this bold act, Ah Jiu did not dare to agree.
As soon as she got into the carriage, she drove away.
"Girl, you went out with such fanfare, and you weren't afraid that the eldest young master of the Song family would suspect you?"
Ah Jin held his cheeks and looked at her for a long time, until Ah Jiu looked a little fried, and then replied slowly: "Are you afraid that I will show my stuffing." Or are you afraid that your family will see the stuffing for the first time? β
Ah Jiu's face flushed, and he was about to reply, but Ah Jin grabbed the conversation again: "I have reported to the two main wives of the Song family for today's trip, let's go to the inn first, and then go to the other industries of the Shen family to have a look." β
As he spoke, Ah Jin threw the list he was holding to Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu took it and looked at it carefully, and raised his head to look at Ah Jin in some surprise: "When did the Yunlai Inn become the property of the Shen family?" β
"I added it." Ah Jin was bored playing with his slender jade fingers, and his words were not shocking: "That's it." In the future, if there is any urgent matter to be transported in and out of the inn, there is no need to worry about others. β
Ah Jiu folded the list with a complicated expression and put it on the small table: "The girl has good intentions. β
"It's still a little flawed, but it's the best I can come up with right now." Ah Jin put the list into his arms, and then looked at Ah Jiu again: "You haven't seen you for many years when you first met, so let you catch up with the old days today." β
"Thank you, girl." Ah Jiu is not a twisted person, and when he received Ah Jin's grace, he thanked him generously.
The master and servant got out of the carriage. So he went straight into a private room in the inn. Ah Jiu was sent out by Ah Jin to find her first time, so she was left alone in the room to drink tea and eat snacks.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open without warning, and Ah Jin subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the short-bladed blade.
"Ah Jin." Entering the door was a woman in purple, although she covered her face with a purple veil, the eyes she revealed were enough to attract people's hearts. The woman's dress looks somewhat similar to Liuli's at first glance.
Ah Jin was stunned for a moment, and stood up in shock: "Master? β
The woman nodded at her and sat down first, then beckoned to Ah Jin again, "Sit down and talk." β
"Master, why are you here?" Ah Jin sat down obediently, surprised and delighted by the appearance of the master, at this moment, where is she still sophisticated and calm before, she is completely happy and forgetful.
"Your father-in-law came to the royal capital, so naturally I came with him." The woman's voice was unusually gentle, like the spring water flowing through the long-dried river, and like the warm sun in winter.
"My father-in-law is here too?" Ah Jin stared at the woman with wide eyes, and his speech stammered a little: "How did he not remember that his old man was coming to the royal capital." β
"Get something done." The woman said, not forgetting to joke Ah Jin: "Of course it's not your business." You can rest assured. β
"Master, you're really scared to death." Ah Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the pastry in his hand was even sweeter: "Then do you and your father-in-law live in the Yunlai Inn?" β
The woman shook her head: "He has his own place." The two of us are together, and the goal is too big, and I am afraid that others will be suspicious. β
Ah Jin nodded knowingly, served the woman a new bowl of tea, and then picked up his own drink. The woman lowered her head and glanced at the tea leaves that were swirling and floating in the bowl, and then raised her eyes to look at Ah Jin: "Ah Jin, you have been married to the Song Mansion for a while. You and Song Wenyu NoNo"
The woman wanted to speak and stopped, but Ah Jin immediately understood what she wanted to ask: "Master NoNo, I don't have sex with him NoNo." β
With her words, the woman was obviously relieved: "Then when are you going to leave?" β
"I'm No," Ah Jin opened his mouth, but never uttered a complete sentence. The woman in purple waited patiently for a while and sighed softly.
"There's no hurry. When will you think clearly, when will you tell me again. As she spoke, she lifted her veil and took a sip of warm hot tea, leaving her lips fragrant: "Your father-in-law and I will stay in the royal capital for a while, and we will meet here again in seven days." β
"Okay." Ah Jin nodded, for some reason, she felt a little sour and guilty about the master's retreat.
The woman in purple raised her eyes to look at Ah Jin, who was looking like a flower and moon, and her eyes became more and more gentle. She raised her hand and put the veil back on. Only then did he stand up and say, "Then I'll go first." β
"Master walk slowly." Ah Jin followed her to the door, affectionately holding the sleeve of the woman in purple and said, "The master is in such a hurry, Ah Jin is so reluctant." β
"That's what you say." The woman in purple teased: "If you let you stay with me for one night, I'm afraid you will be even more reluctant to Song Wenyu." β
Ah Jin's face flushed, annoyed and ashamed: "Why did the master start talking to Ah Jin like this." β
"Because Ah Jin has someone in his heart, and it is no longer empty." The woman in purple smiled, and Ah Jin looked at her back as she left, thinking about what the master had just said, thoughtfully.
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That night, it was still in the inn, still in the same room. The woman in purple and a middle-aged man in a dark shirt sat across from each other. Her expression was still calm and quiet, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised when she poured tea for the middle-aged man.
"You try this rain before the rain Longjing that the Shen family gave Ah Jin to marry, you must like it."
The middle-aged man looked down at the steaming tea bowl and didn't reach out to take it: "Have you talked to Ah Jin?" What does she mean? β
"What can it mean?" When the woman in purple heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man: "The woman is not left." Prayers. Let her go. β
The person who spoke to the woman in purple was the famous Liang Qi'an, the current pavilion master of Tongtian Pavilion. And this woman in purple is the current hall master of the Thousand Faces Hall under the command of Tongtian Pavilion, the purple-clothed fairy Daiyue.
"Ade, you can't let her be so willful anymore." Liang Qi'an frowned slightly, even if he was angry, he was elegant.
Dai Yue pursed her lips. Noncommittal. Some of Ah Jin's demeanor is the same as her: "Where is this willful? You also understand the truth that women can't help their mothers. Like you, I treat her as my own daughter, and naturally I will not indulge her. It's just that there are some things that NoNo can only do as she wishes. β
Liang Qi'an sighed, picked up the tea bowl, took a few sips, and then put it down. Tea is good tea, but his current mood is messed up by these two children, and he can't calm down and taste it.
"In two days, I plan to take Ah Yin out."
Dai Yue's fingers trembled slightly, and Liang Qi'an didn't notice anything unusual: "Do you still go to NoNo to see her?" β
"Hmm." Liang Qi'an nodded, and only when he mentioned this person would his expression really become gentle.
"What do you want me to prepare for you?" Dai Yue looked at his pensive eyes, and her eyes became complicated.
After all these years, he still remembers her.
Even if that person is now a dead man. Still so.
"No need. The affairs in the pavilion will be troubled by you for the next two days. Liang Qi'an said sincerely, so that Daiyue couldn't refuse. When his eyes were completely on her, she felt that she was willing to go for him even if it was a sea of swords and fire.
"It's not troublesome." Daiyue smiled because he had said that she looked good when she smiled. So no matter when, she is used to expressing her emotions with a smile.
Outside the window, the moonlight is sultry.
Liang Qi'an stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands and stared at the moon that was about to be completed for a long time.
"It's a full moon again." At some point, Daiyue had already stood beside him.
"yes. It's the full moon again. Liang Qi'an echoed, and then fell silent again. Dai Yue turned her head to look at his side face outlined by the moonlight, and knew that his thoughts were drifting away again.
"What are you thinking?" She knew that asking this question now was just asking for herself, but she still enjoyed it.
"I'm thinking about something from the past." Liang Qi'an was halfway through his words, when suddenly a black shadow flashed, making his eyes suddenly become fierce. Liang Qi'an turned his head to look at Dai Yue: "We seem to have an uninvited guest here." β
"Yes." Dai Yue's expression remained unchanged, turned around and walked to the room, and sat in front of a guqin. After dialing out a single tone, a muffled snort was heard from outside the window: "I wonder what the pavilion master wants to do with this person?" β
"Keep him and put him back when we're done." Liang Qi'an glanced at a shadow in the darkness and replied lightly.
"Yes." Dai Yue answered softly, and suddenly with a wave of her fingers, the guqin made a sonorous sound, and even more strings flew out of the window. I saw that she pulled the strings back again, and a big living person flew in through the window and hit the ground hard.
The seven strings were wrapping around the man in black at this moment, making him unable to move. One of them was even across his neck, and even a single swallowing action could make him feel the chill of this murderous weapon.
The man in black rolled his eyes and looked at the room by candlelight, but he didn't dare to move. Dai Yue looked at his frightened appearance, and instantly laughed: "Such a bold scholar listens to the corner? How did the Zhu family train people? β
As soon as Dai Yue's words fell, the man in black was even more frightened. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and they could see the flaw at a glance. He only knew that he could not reveal his identity.
Thinking of this, the man in black showed a look of death, and he only needed a little force to bite through the poison hidden in the socket of the back teeth. Seeing this, Dai Yue reached out and removed the chin of the man in black. Before the man could scream in pain, he was directly knocked unconscious by Dai Yue.
"In this way, he can't ask for death." As she spoke, Dai Yue waved her sleeves and took the strings back.
"The spies of the Zhu family, it's better not to die here." Liang Qi'an looked down at the unconscious man in black: "It's just that this Zhu Liangxin is inevitably too deceitful." Every time I come to the royal capital, I have to stare at me so secretly, why bother? β
"You didn't pay attention to her little movements before, and she naturally had to inch in. This time, I don't think she'll be going to. β
Dai Yue walked up to Liang Qi'an and knocked on the door twice. In an instant, two well-trained men came in and carried out the man lying on the floor.
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