"I've heard some gossip from the people below," Shen Zhihe clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and sat upright, "I just don't know if it's true or not." ”

The chaffinus chirped to describe the appearance of the square palace of the Mengfu, the twilight was dark, the wind rolled the curtain into the hall, and there was a burst of coldness, Guan Shanyue tightened her skirt and leaned on the back of the chair:

"Huai'an has spread all over the world, I bumped into Bu Yunhuan in the market a few days ago, and he was even more arrogant than before."

Her words revealed two points of sneer, undisguised, and a little arrogant fragrance.

Shen Zhihe smiled at the corner of her mouth, the candlelight shrouded her, the night breeze was cool, she couldn't help coughing twice, covering it with a brocade handkerchief, and her voice was muffled in that small square world.

"It's not like you don't know that she's the kind of person she is." Shen Zhihe's wrinkled skirt was flattened, with a polite attitude, his eyebrows and eyes were sporadic and sporadic with agarwood incense.

"Sister Shen also knows that I am not compatible with her." Guan Shanyue saw her coughing, her eyes flashed, she sat up straight, her waist and neck were sour, "My sister has just recovered from a serious illness, and her body looks thinner than before." ”

"It's not in the way, it's my weakness."

Shen Zhihehao's jade bracelet swayed on his wrist, Jiao Bo glanced at it, and was so soft that he was intoxicated, and then added: "She is already happy with the four princes, if she can really become a good couple, it will also be regarded as fulfilling her wish." ”

The wind was soaking in the cold, rolling through the bamboo curtains, snapping, crackling, and the sound of cockroaches was loud and low in the grass on both sides of the outside, and it was moist and earthy.

"But I'm afraid that she is a god and a woman with a heart, but King Xiang has no dreams." Guan Shanyue's lips were moist, her smiling pear was swirling, her eyes were very dark, and she looked at Shen Zhihe, "But Xiang Wang has a heart, but there is also a story about the loss of the god and the woman." ”

The dim light shines through the tulle cover, and the incense lamps reflect the faces of the people inside, pulling out the dark shadows.

caught the meaning of her words, Shen Zhihe was still gentle, a soft smile was added to his lips, and his voice was deep with the late spring waves of May:

"As long as you face each other day and night, there will always be a few minutes and dreams."

Guan Shanyue glanced at it and looked away, the Qingling Ling cloth of Qingtang's embroidered gown was lined with white raw skin, revealing a little jerky weakness: "But a few of us have known each other for so many years, and our minds can always be seen a little clearly." ”

She stood up, looked at the scene outside the hall, and continued: "It's hard to guess what the prince of heaven thinks, but after all, the bystanders are clear, and my sister is right?" ”

The hall was quiet, only the sound of Ying'er burning tea on the round table, she put her knees into the stove to add a spoon of incense, and burned a pour of boiling water, soaked in pots and bottles, celadon touched, and made a sound.

"It's right, but unfortunately if it's the other way around, I think my sister can also say something about bystanders."

Shen Zhihe made a gesture of regret, and rubbed the grass lines on the cuffs with his fingertips: "Speaking of which, Sister Guan is also going to the age of deciding on her family, right?" ”

Guan Shanyue was stunned, the handkerchief in her sleeve tightened, looked at Shen Zhihe, her eyes met, but the other party's eyes pierced her eyes, and she feasted with two eyes: "I'm still young, don't worry." ”

"When I was my sister's age, the emperor had already given me a marriage." Shen Zhihe bit the sound carefully, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes narrowed, and he covered his lips again, as if he had just reacted:

"It's mine, isn't it, the girl's family is thin-skinned."

Guan Shanyue smiled, only lowered her eyes, made a shy appearance of her daughter's marriage, and said nothing.

"Lord Guan loves you, the husband you choose will not go anywhere, when Sister Guan comes out of the cabinet, Jing Huai and I will not be absent, and we will give a generous gift."

The evening glow is a strong crimson color, and between light and shadow, Shen Zhihe's hibiscus face is as red as a veil, and her bright eyes are bright, which sets off her rare excessive aggressiveness.

On both sides of the main hall are the sons of the Meng Mansion, and if Guan Shanyue provoked it, if it is heard by someone with a heart, I don't know what it will look like.

“…… The younger sister thanked Sister Shen in advance. ”

In the middle of the sound, Guan Shanyue pursed her lips and raised her head, straightened up, and the persistence in her eyes was all gone, but she didn't see the slightest distraction in her heart.

She is accustomed to dead reason, and she will never give up lightly about what she believes.

Ying'er boiled the tea and offered two lamps, cutting off the sight of the two of them from the dark, dark, and bo.

Picking up the teacup into her throat, Shen Zhihe suppressed the faint pleasure at the tip of her heart, she had been restrained for a long time, and it was rare to have such an opportunity to relieve the breath in her heart.

"I've been bothering Sister Shen for a long time, and my sister will go home first."

Guan Shanyue took the cup served by Ying'er, touched the warmth of the celadon with her fingertips, skimmed off the floating and drank it all, and then put it on hold, got up and saluted, and turned around and left without waiting for Shen Zhihe to return to her.

The wind blew through the corners of her skirt and also across Shen Zhihe's face, Shen Zhihe looked at her back and gradually melted into the night, and pursed his lips.

In the end, he is not a calm character, and his daughter's heart is all exposed.

Shen Zhihe also stood up with the edge of the desk, straightened his sideburns, gave Ying'er a look, and then swept the maids on both sides and went back to his courtyard.

The sweaty white jade in the Ninefold Palace was divided by the night, and even the long corridor with clouds of people seemed to be quiet and silent, and the returning birds flew to and from in a daze, only the astringent sand sound between the shaded leaves of the imperial garden remained.

The thin dew became heavier, the tide rose, and in the Wentai Palace, the tassel that fell from Wei Jingqi's waist shook, and when it came out, it was dull and dull in his heart.

"I am now the only one under my knees, you and Jingyun's two sons, and now that you have reached the crown, it's time to marry a concubine."

Emperor Wei was dressed in civilian clothes, leaning on the collapsed case, his eyes fell on Wei Jingqi, and when he saw his weakened figure, his eyes were a little unhappy.

He has many heirs, but Wei Jingqi doesn't know who he looks like, he has been weak since he was a child, and he has not inherited his fierce courage and martial arts at all.

"Erchen is dedicated to studying poetry and books, and besides, even Erchen's body is bone, and he is afraid of delaying any girl."

Wei Jingqi lowered his eyes, and suddenly he was elegant and quiet, but as long as he looked closely, he could see the waves under his eyes, his face was lifeless, but a trace of blood was clenched between his lips.

"Nonsense, you are the son of the heavenly family, who dares to say that it is delayed, I will punish him, the ninth clan!" As soon as Emperor Wei heard this, he was angry, and since he seized the throne, he couldn't listen to these words.

Liquor and roast horse meat were put on the case, Emperor Wei directly stretched out his hand and twisted a piece of mouth, the wine was so strong that it could almost smoke people, he turned his head to look, and saw that Wei Jingqi was silent, and his dryness deepened again:

"You are like this, with your mother, very cowardly."

The curtain was sassy, and the chill in Wei Jingqi's eyes could almost freeze people, but he pressed it down stiffly, full of respect: "It's the son, it's wrong." ”

He is cold and moist, and his eyebrows and eyes are elegant, but he is also detached from the world, and it is often said that Wei Jingqi is not like Emperor Wei at all, and he is not liked by the emperor.

But because of this, people always sigh that this future unification is afraid that it will not have a chance with him.

"That's it, it's not bad for me to look at the daughter of the Bu Ti family," Emperor Wei took a sip of the wine jug, without the slightest courtesy, his voice was hoarse, "Liu Guifei also said that she looked at it carefully, and it was a good one." ”

The red candles passed through the beautiful and long night, and there was a hint of coolness in the clusters, but they did not silence Wei Jingqi's fiery music in his heart, but became more and more cracked.

Liu Guifei's kindness?

Wei Jingqi was full of scorn, he lowered his eyes, and his body did not move at all: "The kindness of the concubine Niangniang, the heart of the son, is just ......"

Tiangong covered the round of treasure mirrors in the sky, and in a daze, Emperor Wei drank all the wine in the pot, his eyes were slightly drunk, he waved his sleeves, and the bottle and pot fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, the sound was shocking, he interrupted Wei Jingqi's words, Qiankun was already angry:

"Just what? I have already intended a will, but do you dare to resist it? ”