Qingluan screamed, turned over and sat up from the bed, so frightened that Yuzhu hurriedly ran in, and asked again and again, "County Lord, what's wrong?" ”

"Go fetch water, I'm going to bathe! Go and ......" Qingluan trembled his fingers and desperately pulled the robe on his body.

"It's dirty, it's dirty...... Hurry up! Carry more water! ”

Yuzhu was frightened by the county lord's screams, and hurriedly hugged her to comfort her, "Okay, it's almost good, don't be afraid." ”

Qingluan's whole body was trembling, and tears kept flowing down. The dream was too real, but she couldn't do anything about it, she could only watch and feel, and her heart was full of involuntary humiliation.

After experiencing that life, the sweet warmth when they got married became a bitter poison, and then looking back, they were all embarrassed and crushed.

The big girl Ziyu was also startled, and hurriedly ran out of the house to order someone to inform the princess.

But the princess was not in the house at this time, and went out to the banquet.

"How good is that?" Ziyu was in a hurry. The county lord looked so crazy, she didn't dare to invite the imperial doctor to come into the mansion to see the doctor, so she had to invite the princess back before making plans.

There are only these two masters in the house, and the Hou Ye has been leading the troops outside all the year round, and the housekeeper Cui at home can't enter the inner house, but he is in a hurry to die.

A bucket of warm water was thrown into the tub, and Yuzhu sprinkled some petals in it, serving the county lord into the water.

Qingluan closed her eyes and let the girl scrub her body for her, and her mood gradually calmed down.

She was so afraid, afraid that the current An Yi was just a dream, afraid that she was still in that cage, afraid that she would never see her father and mother again.

When I first woke up, I didn't dare to sleep at night, for fear that when I woke up, I was still in that place, facing the harsh criticism of my mother-in-law, the indifference of my husband, the desperate and helpless imprisonment, and the sharp sword that penetrated into my chest.

She raised her eyes to look at Yuzhu and asked, "What about Mother?" ”

Yuzhu hurriedly said: "The maid has already asked people to look for it, I'm afraid that the princess will have something to do and come home first." ”

Qingluan silently lowered his eyes, looking at the petals on the water, with a silky satin-like texture, bright red like blood.

When the eldest princess heard the news from the servants in the palace, she hurried home, and was relieved to see her daughter sitting quietly on the couch.

"The county lord was shocked before?" She asked Yuzhu.

Yuzhu hurriedly pounced and knelt down: "Damn it!" I didn't pay attention to let the county lord drink more. ”

Aunt Mei, the palace maid beside the eldest princess, scolded: "You minions are getting more and more out of tune! How to serve the county lord! ”

The eldest princess had a calm face, sighed, and waved her hand, "Let's all go out and wait, Aunt Mei, you go and cook a cup of sobering soup." ”

Aunt Mei bent her knees and went.

Several maids in the house hurriedly exited the house, and Yuzhu then brought the carved wooden door.

Qingluan leaned her head on her mother's arms, closed her eyes, and greedily smelled the fragrance of her mother's body.

Fortunately, my mother is still there, her relatives are still there, and those were just dreams, and everything should still be in time.

"Aman, are you sleeping? Why didn't my mother wear the peace charm she asked for from Ling'an Temple last time? ”

Qingluan hugged her mother's waist tightly and did not speak.

The eldest princess hugged her daughter, gently patted Qingluan's back, and whispered softly: "My son is very lucky, he is auspicious in distress, everything has a mother, and those ghosts and charms dare not get close." ”

On the second day, the eldest princess took her daughter to Ling'an Temple again, this time, she asked the temple presiding master to open a string of rosewood Buddha beads.

Qingluan obediently let her mother put the Buddha beads on her wrist, but she knew in her heart where her illness was.

However, since the Buddha beads are in his body, it seems that he really hasn't had those dreams in his previous life.

In the blink of an eye, in June, the summer solstice season is getting hotter.

The gatehouse of the outer courtyard came to report, saying that the second young master Xiao had sent letters and packages.

"Let him in." Qingluan stood up and hurried to the front hall to meet the guests.

It must have been my father's letter.

The pale cyan gauze skirt fluttered through the vermilion nine-curved corridor, through the wisteria pavilion, and walked towards the front hall door.

The mother-in-law at the door lifted the thin bamboo curtain, and Qingluan stepped into the house.

Xiao Luo, who was dressed in a plain white fine linen robe and had a jade crown in his hair, was standing in the hall, looking at her with a smile.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, this guy seems to be dark and thin, his eyebrows and eyes are slightly sharp, and his eyes are bright and smiling at this time.

"Senior sister." He took two steps toward her and stopped.

Qingluan bowed to him, her gaze moving to a large package and two letters on the table.

"Father's letter?"

Soft white fingers picked up the letter and looked at it, frowning.

One was from his father, and the other was sent by Xiao Boyan.

It's strange, the guy in his previous life never seemed to reply to himself.

Qingluan hesitated, wondering whether to tear up his letter.

She looked at the big package again and asked Xiao Luo, "This is also sent by Daddy?" ”

Xiao Luo paused and said softly: "The package came with the letter, but it was only indicated to you, as for the ......"

Qingluan nodded and reached out to unwrap the package.

Inside the green leather package is a large box, the dark purple box is painted with exquisite patterns, and when the box is opened, there is a pile of colorful leather scissors inside.

Xiao Luo also stretched out his head to look at it, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a puppet playing with lanterns and shadows." ”

Qingluan picked one up and took a closer look, only to see that the limbs and heads of the colored scissors were all connected by copper wires, with thin wires tied to them, and the ends of the thin wires were connected to small thin sticks, which looked a little messy.

She also watched a lantern and shadow play, but when she was very young, she pestered Xiao Boyan to go to a juggling team and sat there for half a day.

But then, he refused to take himself with him.

Was this box puppet sent by Xiao Boyan's guy?

The answer is no, he doesn't have that kindness, and in the memory of his previous life, no one gave him this thing.

Qingluan looked at Xiao Luo suspiciously.

It must have been sent by Xiao Luo, no wonder it squeaked.

However, she liked it very much.

Xiao Luo was also very happy when he saw his junior sister smiling, and said, "I once learned to play puppets with my eldest brother, can I show you for a while?" ”

Qingluan nodded, "Hmm." ”

Xiao Luo took out a booklet from under the box and handed it to Qingluan, "Which one do you want to see?" ”

Qingluan took it and flipped it over, pointing to a "purple cloth substitute for noodles" and said, "Just play this." ”

The play of purple clothes is the story of Emperor Shenwu of the Northern Qi Dynasty, who is good at fighting, and every time he faces the enemy, he is invincible. This scene is mainly based on martial arts, and it should be lively to watch.

Xiao Luo's face was embarrassed, but he still nodded and said, "I want to debug it first, don't blame my junior sister if I don't play well." ”

Xiao Luo went to prepare the props for the lantern and shadow play, Qingluan sat at the desk and opened the wax seal with a silver hairpin, and pulled out his father's letter.

The father wrote three pieces of paper, inquired in detail about his wife and children, and described his situation in western Xinjiang.

The current situation in western Xinjiang is quite stable, and there are small groups of foreign bandits harassing the people from time to time, but they are not a big deal.

In the end, his father said that he would return to Beijing at the end of the year at the latest, and said that Xiao Boyan would also return to Beijing, three months earlier than him.

Qingluan was surprised.

In her previous life, she would only return to Beijing for the Spring Festival next year, because her wedding with him was scheduled for April next year.

She looked at the unopened letter on the table, and hesitated to pick it up and tear it open.

"Jianing, seeing words is like meeting ......"

Xiao Boyan's letter was only one page, briefly describing the time he was going back to Beijing and explaining why he had not replied to her letter.

He said that he had been leading his troops deep into the western Xinjiang to fight against foreign invaders, and he had no fixed place to live, and he didn't want her to worry about Yunyun.

Qingluan sneered, tore the letter little by little, and threw it into the celadon vase on the table.

This guy's brain is pumping, if she didn't know his words, she would have wondered if Xiao Luodai wrote it to comfort her.

However, he didn't send him a letter for two months, and he was still afraid of being rejected by his father, so he came to ease the relationship between the two of them with hypocrisy?

If it was himself in his previous life, I am afraid that I would not have been coaxed by his words.