Chapter 1: The Queen Mother Gives Marriage
In the twilight, the lights in the blue brick and tile house were bright, and the attendants who came and went with night lights were orderly, and everyone had a little different solemnity on their faces, and they did not dare to slack off. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of porcelain falling to the ground in the room, and in the silence of the night, the sound was even more piercing and alarming.
The wind in the autumn moon carries a suffocating chill and dryness, which makes people breathless, and the woman sitting on the Taishi chair holds the dignified woman's bun, her facial features are not as weak and delicate as the hot nowadays, but with a unique heroic and generous spirit, frowning, the people in the room are a little stunned, and the action of cleaning up the broken porcelain is lighter and faster. The man sitting next to her looked much more cold and introverted, wearing a bamboo-blue moire brocade robe, with a simple and upright hair crown, and his appearance was not brilliant at first glance, but under careful inspection, there would be a different righteousness, and every move had its own aura.
Two people sitting together in opposite directions actually have a strange and harmonious atmosphere.
However, it didn't take long to be harmonious, and as soon as the subordinates withdrew, Tong Shanshan said: "Now my decrees are all in vain?" 'Three years without a male Ding Fang allowed to take a concubine', dignified champion, don't you understand this sentence? ”
The taunts in the meantime were sharp.
The attendant standing behind Pan Yueqing swallowed his saliva and took half a step back without a trace, not daring to face his wife's eye knife.
Pan Yueqing, who was sitting upright, was still calm, lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I don't know about this matter, and Your Majesty doesn't have a preference for getting involved in the family affairs of the courtiers." ”
If not Your Majesty...... It's the Queen Mother again.
It was also the Queen Mother who proposed to let her go to get married, and now she has been married for less than three years, and it is also the Queen Mother who insists on stuffing her brother's daughter to her husband, is she Tong Shanshan not in the eyes of the Queen Mother or the Tong family in the eyes of the Queen Mother?
"Yizhi came too suddenly, since my mother has already taken it, let's take it." Pan Yueqing said, "The people in the palace just saw the opportunity when you and I were not at home, and my mother was used to being restrained, and she would never resist the order." ”
The flowers between Tong Shanshan's eyebrows were as red as blood, reflecting the pair of black and bright apricot eyes, slightly angry: "If I'm at home, don't say it's the popular father-in-law next to the Queen Mother, even if the Queen Mother comes in person, don't want to stuff the clothes of the diaphragm into it!" ”
A faint smile flashed in Pan Yueqing's clear eyes, his body was cold and suddenly dyed with a little fireworks, and the faint pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was also revealed, like a cold breeze in spring, but it was still wrapped in the fragrance of flowers.
Clear and gentle.
Pan Yueqing doesn't like to laugh, and even many people think that Pan Yueqing looks average at first glance, not as good as Song Shubai, it shouldn't be that Pan Yueqing got a champion and became the Shangshu Ling who sat with Zai next to His Majesty. Every time he heard such words, Tong Shanshan had to roll his eyes in his heart, they had no chance to win Pan Yueqing's favor, and they had never seen Pan Yueqing's gentle and petty appearance when he laughed.
But it's best not to know, such a Pan Yueqing, it's best that only she knows.
But......
"Qingyang, I don't like Song Xi." Tong Shanshan pursed his lips and said word by word, "Anyone can do it, but Song Xi can't." ”
Pan Yueqing hummed, and he didn't know if he was serious or not.
The really decisive thing has always been Pan Yueqing's own decision, and Tong Shanshan can't control his mind.
In fact, Tong Shanshan has a hunch that the warm days of the past two years have come to an end, and the rest of the road will either be diverged or swallowed with dust, don't say anything, just endure it.
The next day, after the morning eclipse:
"Madame!" Rouge hurriedly ran into the inner courtyard, panting and saying, "The Song family is here, and they say it...... to exchange tokens. ”
Exchange tokens? A concubine, what token to exchange?
"Go and talk to my mother, how to make a fuss in the front yard later, just watch the excitement at her old man's house, I have a sense of proportion." Tong Shanshan snorted and laughed, and chose a red Huadian to replace the yellow Huadian between her eyebrows, "My heart is on fire, since she bumped into it herself, don't blame me." ”
"Madam, it's not as good as it was back then, the eldest princess is not in Chang'an...... "No one supports you...... Before Su Qi could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tong Shanshan.
I saw her slightly lower her head to brush off the fat powder accidentally stained on the wide sleeves, and said expressionlessly: "Beat the dog to see the master, no matter how bad I am, I am also Pan Yueqing's wife." Moreover, before I married Pan Yueqing, I was also the daughter of General Wu Mu, the Tong family was full of heroes, and I was the first county lord in this generation to be titled - she couldn't even graduate from female school, what kind of thing is it? ”
Su Qi sighed. My own lady is good anywhere, but she is not small, she was originally in the boudoir because of the good restraint under the fence, after marrying the master, because of the connivance of the master, all the bad problems that had been in the general's mansion came back, if the lord really accepted the concubine......
I'm afraid that the days of peace and tranquility of the Pan family are numbered.
In the front hall, except for the girl Furong who poured warm tea outside, there were no extra people, and there were not even basic pastries for hospitality.
Before the words "sister......" were spoken, the woman in white began to cough darkly, and the original salute action also fell, and she sat back in the chair, with a slender posture and a pale face, like a delicate orchid that folds when the wind blows.
has been doing this since she was a child, and I haven't seen her really get sick, but she has a lot of strength when she pushes people secretly.
Pretending.