Chapter 55: The Half-Old Brocade Box Hides Secrets
After the rainstorm, the smell of mud and leaves wafts through the courtyard after late autumn.
Pineapples got rid of the vulgarity of hurting autumn, and perhaps wanted to produce a sweet piece for this autumn, and the branches that were originally in full bloom pragmatically grew hard and fluffy fruits.
The remnants of flowers fall to the ground, the branches bear fruits, and I don't know whether to rejoice or not.
"Madam, genius bright."
In the Pujia Pavilion, Ying'er was kneeling and leaning on the side of the desk with her eyes closed, she kept vigil yesterday, but at this time she caught a burst of rustling in her ears, and hurriedly opened her eyes, the cat stepped forward with her waist bent, and continued through the cloud tent:
"You're getting up?"
The men in the tent answered, and their voices were hoarse.
Shen Zhihe opened the cloud tent, only to see that her eyes were very dark, and her apricot eyes were exceptionally clear, how could she look like she had just woken up.
Ying'er helped her get up, and when she saw Shen Zhihe frowning, her heart tightened: "Madame, but she has abdominal pain again?" ”
"It's okay, you go and prepare, I want to Mu Hao."
Shen Zhihe's lips were pale, his willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, he sat down in front of the dresser, covering his lower abdomen, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold.
Yesterday came to Kwai Shui, she has been cold since she was a child, and every time she hurts, since the last assassination, it took a few months to recuperate before she came again, but this time, it was more painful than before.
Last night, I drank the medicine and fell asleep, but I only slept for two hours, not waking up in pain, but being startled by a nightmare.
Shen Zhihe stroked her swollen temples, Ying'er took some clean menstrual cloth, and the maid prepared hot water and invited Shen Zhihe to soak it, and the hot water covered her body, and she felt that the cold had dissipated a little.
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
Ying'er was waiting, always paying attention to the water temperature, and reminding Shen Zhihe not to soak for too long, she raised her eyes slightly, only to see the hideous scar on Shen Zhihe's abdomen reflected in the water light, and suddenly her nose was sour again.
Shen Zhihe lifted his eyelids tiredly, looked down at her gaze, his eyes flashed, and he smiled: "I'm fine." ”
She raised her fingertips to stroke the scar, the woman's body is broken, if she is not out of the cabinet, I am afraid that she can only marry low.
But this scar of hers is to grasp her husband, and it may be a lifesaver in the future.
The black eyes hidden under the feather eyelashes were dyed with a hint of self-deprecation, Shen Zhihe raised his eyes and glanced at Ying'er, Ying'er willingly held her clothes and stepped forward to serve her to be dressed, and waved her hand to order the maid outside the screen to clean up, and then helped Shen Zhihe to walk back to the dresser.
"Madame, do you want to put on makeup today?"
Ying'er insisted on holding the wooden comb carved with plum blossoms, combing the three thousand green silk that Shen Zhihe had fallen.
Shen Zhihe's eyebrows were dyed with tiredness and laziness, holding a soup woman in her hand to warm her belly, she half-closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and was about to say that she didn't have to, but there was a saluting sound outside:
"The slave maid greets the young lady."
It was the one in the old lady's house.
Shen Zhihe's face did not move, his lips opened and closed, and he only spit out the word "enter".
Ning Zhi leaned over and picked up the cloud tent and entered, stood three feet away from Shen Zhihe, and bowed upright, carrying a lunch box in his hand:
"Young lady, this is today's breakfast, the slave knows that you are inconvenient, so she specially changed the cow cheese crisp and added some motherwort crumble."
Shen Zhihe looked in the mirror and looked away from the plain blue behind him: "You have a heart." ”
Ning Zhi lowered his eyes and thanked her, seeing that Ying'er was busy, he didn't dare to call her, so he only walked a few steps, put the food box on the table, and then came back to stand still, and took out a post from his arms:
"Young lady, this is a post from Prince Gong's Mansion, the slave happened to meet the little maid when she came, he had abdominal pain, and the slave brought it with him."
After saying that, he bowed his body and handed the post to Shen Zhihe's side.
She couldn't find the slightest mistake in her every move, and it was really printed in the same mold as her mother.
Shen Zhihe raised his hand and took it, it turned out to be a chrysanthemum banquet held by Yunhuan.
Seeing that the person behind him was still leaning over and not moving, Shen Zhihe stared at her sideways, and raised his eyebrows: "But what else does my mother command?" ”
"Back to the young lady, it was the old lady who received the news, saying that the young master Yun Xi won a big victory, but he only let the commander of Nanyue escape, and the emperor ordered that the young master should capture the thief alive before he could come back."
Ning Zhiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the beads and flowers were all good colors.
Shen Zhihe stared at her for a while, and the meaning in his eyes became stronger.
She had already received this news last night, and I was afraid that it would be scattered from the palace early this morning, but if the old lady wanted to hand it over to her, why did it take Ning Zhi's turn to say it to herself?
"I know, I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go to my mother to say goodbye, I'm tired and I'll know that the girl will be safe."
Scattered all the scrutiny shrouded in her eyebrows, Shen Zhihe smiled, her makeup and hair were completed, her sideburns were wrapped in gold and jade, and the pearls were bright and bright.
Ning Zhi got up, stunned by Shen Zhihe's smile, and immediately smiled back lowly, and then retired.
"This Ning Zhi, I've been to our Pujia Courtyard more often recently, so I love to please you."
Ying'er looked at Ning Zhi's back, and when she saw her out of the pavilion, she snorted lightly, with a little disdain.
She was not wrong, since Meng Jinghuai went out to crusade, Ning has found a lot of excuses every day to come to Pujia Courtyard to see Shen Zhihe, and the maids and maids all said in private that Ning Zhihuai is so diligent in pleasing him, but it is like a concubine pleasing the master's mother.
Shen Zhihe got up with the stove in his hand, sat down on the side of the desk a few steps away, Ying'er opened the food box, took out the square cheese crisp inside, and then wiped the chopsticks and chopsticks before serving them to Shen Zhihe.
"Since we know what is going on in the main courtyard, we must act more prudently," Shen Zhihe glanced at Ying'er and raised his eyebrows, "Your mouth is going to be locked up properly." ”
Ying'er pursed her mouth: "You like to make fun of me." ”
Shen Zhihe's eyebrows faded a little, she took the chopsticks and took half a cheese crisp into her mouth, and after half a moment, the sweet fragrance had spread around her nose.
This Ning Zhi is really deep in his mind, but he is still young and still can't hold his breath.
The reputation is not good.
Shen Zhihe raised a handkerchief to wipe away the crisp residue on his lips, lifted his eyelids and saw the post that he had put aside, his eyes were fixed, and he finally glanced at Ying'er, and said without hurry:
"I went back to Prince Gong's mansion, and I will go to the banquet in the afternoon."
Ying'er responded, took the post and walked out.
Shen Zhihe used a few more mouthfuls of cheese crisp, but she was so tired that she drank the prepared hot tea to dissipate some of the greasyness, she got up, and her eyes fell on the edge of the bed without moving.
Half a sound, seeing that there was no one in the pavilion, Shen Zhihe walked steadily, dropped the cloud tent on the collapsed side, took out the thing on his waist, took out the object that came with the marriage under the bed, found the small brocade box at the bottom, and gently unlocked it.
Inside was a yellowed, half-worn piece of paper.
Shen Zhihe's apricot pupils under the eyebrows of the distant mountains contracted in an instant, and the mountains of memories instantly poured out from the bottom.
When she didn't know the world before, she was also a first-class lady, she only knew that the wind and moon were boundless, the autumn water was long, and she also knew that the hearts of people in this world were not ancient, and they were full of twists and turns.
But Shen Zhihe thought that he had solved a few tricky black and white games, but he didn't know that the scorpion venom in the world was far better than black and white.
On that starry night, Shen Zhihe was called into the study by Shen Xiang and handed him a brocade box.
She shook her hands, thinking that she had done something wrong, but when the paper was unfolded, it shattered all her imaginary beauty.
"Zhihe, this is your life."
Shen said a lot to her, and Shen Zhihe couldn't remember it clearly, only remembering this last sentence, which was also the most painful memory she dreamed back every night later.
The nightmare she had last night was not on the sidelines, but she dreamed that Meng Jinghuai was attacked in Yunxi.
The man in the dream was suffering from a poisoned arrow in his chest, but there was a familiar smile on his face, facing her: "Ah He, don't be afraid. ”
I've got you covered.
He always said that.
Rou Yi crumpled the half-worn paper tightly, and then, a tear slipped down and fell on it, turning into a splash in an instant.
Shen Zhihe bit his lower lip tightly, and there were two tear stains on his face.
She thought she could keep her heart all the time, but she still overestimated herself.
That heart had fallen as early as when I saw Lanruo Temple back then, and as early as the days when many people sneaked out of the Shen Mansion to see Meng Jinghuai.
On the paper, there were only seven short words-
Meng Jiazi, suspicious of Qin's son.
It's a secret that turns the sky upside down.