First Marriage (VII) (Part I)

Xinye nodded, and accompanied Prince Feng to walk slowly in the courtyard and chatted: "Otherwise, how do you think you got out of danger in Nanyang?" Just a few people around you who guarded the Peace Pavilion at that time? ”

Yifeng suddenly said: "No wonder, I'm still wondering?" The other party has several boats on the river to block me, how can I easily dump them on land?! ”

Xinye smiled slightly: "Because you lived in the Ping An Inn and drank the tea of the Aoki Tea House." ”

Yifeng said: "Thank you Xiaojiu and Xinjie." ”

Xinye shook his head: "You can thank the third brother, but here you want to thank the eldest brother, I just listened to the third brother." It was the eldest brother who received the letter from the third brother and was transferred. ”

Yifeng hurriedly said: "Then I should have a drink with my eldest cousin now." ”

Xinye patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Prince Feng drank too much today, if you call him eldest brother, it is estimated that with the cautious character of eldest brother, he will not be able to sleep tonight." ”

"Actually, Feng is very envious of your brothers, I have always wanted to have such a group of siblings, everyone does things together, and wants to help each other." Yifeng sighed. Although he is a prince, he faces too many calculations, most of which come from his own brothers. He doesn't want to waste his life, he just wants to do what he can for the world, but if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will be suspected of earning performance and winning a big position.

Today Xintian is very tired, busy from morning to night, and there are no elders in the house today, he is the eldest brother on behalf of his parents, and the brother is married to someone he has loved for many years but can't, he is really tired, but he also hopes to see her happy. At this time, I went to toast several elders of the female dependents. Just after walking two tables, I noticed a strange place for the servants of the Rongguo Mansion. Today, the Qiu family came as the daughter of the Qiu family, because of the line of Dong Tingbo, that is to say, it is a distant relative, which would not have attracted his attention. However, it was this Qiu family, who should be unknown in theory, who was busy observing the surrounding ladies at the moment, and that nervous expression always made people wonder something.

And Qiu himself was too nervous, not knowing that his strange expression at the moment had already fallen into the eyes of others. Before, she had only the groom in her eyes, and after the groom withdrew from the banquet, she had a confused expression, and now, for some reason, she seemed so frightened. Xintian followed her gaze, but it was a group of sons and brothers who came to greet the ladies. Xintian frowned, didn't think of a reason, and walked to the next elder he needed to greet.

Qiu felt that he was about to suffocate, so he got up and went for a walk outside. It is common for people who drink two more glasses to go out for a walk during the banquet, and no one cares, not even the Duchess of Rongguo.

Qiu Shi walked along a flower path, the night was dark, she just wanted to go to a quiet place to relax herself. After walking for a while, she came to a wisteria trellis, she was tired and leaned against the pillar and just wanted to rest for a while, but someone suddenly grabbed her from behind, a pair of ++++++++++++++++++++. Qiu Shi was taken aback, but the familiar atmosphere of the past few days made her lose the courage to struggle.

The people on guard in the dark Aoki Society and the Tang Gate looked at it, as if the Qiu family had come here to have a private meeting with people. It's just that their mission is to protect their masters and gather information, so they don't say anything, just watch silently. I only heard the man say: "After a while, I will wait for you in the chrysanthemum garden." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qiu's reaction, the tall and sturdy figure quickly disappeared into the night.

In the new house, the cross-necked mandarin duck in the red silk tent is in love at this time, and no matter what is going on outside, it is not in the hearts of these two people. There is only each other in the eyes, only two hearts that are close to each other. The groom is gently plucking his beloved nectar. Three days before the wedding, she stayed at Chen's house, and because of customs, he couldn't go to her. I haven't touched her for a few days, although the body is shouting, but he endures it, xxxxxxxxxxxx

She reached out and took the silk handkerchief next to the pillow, gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead for him, and already felt his xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ”

He rubbed lightly on her ear, and she shuddered: "Are you okay?" ”

She blushed and nodded. Soon the pain on her face made his heart ache, and this woman was still thinking about him a lot, and would rather hurt herself than embarrass him.

He stopped and asked her to take a break: "Why haven't I touched you for a few days, I'm so nervous." She raised an eyebrow and didn't speak.

He chuckled again, "But it's more like a bride." ”

She glared at him angrily, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it so that he finally felt her relax, and smiled slightly before daring to continue. xxxxxxxxxxxx He couldn't help but sigh: "Those who say that they are as beautiful as peach and plum have never seen the real fragrance." ”

"What?" She didn't understand what he was talking about.

But he didn't want to waste time explaining, why spend it on his tongue if he didn't change a moment. She felt that her consciousness was being squeezed out of her brain little by little, and she was like a petal floating on the water, undulating with the waves, but with nowhere to focus. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, fingers stroked the silky hair, and a faint sweet fragrance of orange blossom lingered with the fluctuations of the green silk.

Her consciousness gradually returned, but she was too lazy not to move a finger, let alone break the tranquility of the moment.

A gust of breeze gently invaded the room with a faint smell of grass and trees, and also transmitted the faint noise of guests in the front yard. Only then did she realize that today was their wedding, not a warm stay on ordinary days, and the man lying on her stomach gave her her the surname of her husband not long ago, promising to give her a home of her own. After many years of wandering, he finally has his own home, and he says that it is a home with only one hostess. Two crystal clear beads rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and the playful man wanted to look up at her, but he was suppressed by the tears: "What's wrong?" ”

She smiled slightly and shook her head: "Thank you for giving me a home." ”

"Fool," he kissed his blushing cheek pityingly, "didn't you give me a home too." It's the two of us. ”

"If one day you get tired of having only one woman in your house, you must tell me, and I will never embarrass you."

"As long as you have me in your heart, you are the only mistress in my house. Girl, even if you no longer have me in your eyes, I won't let you go, because my heart has been given to you, and I can't give up. No matter what happens, you are my wife, my woman. I know that you don't like the capital, you don't like the palace, and after the overall situation is calmed down, I will take you away from these troubles and go away from the rivers and lakes. ”

This is destined to be a night when many people can't sleep, and the thin man in the exquisite courtyard in the north of the city, although he has vented, soaked in a hot bath, and lit benzoin, he has never been able to sleep quietly. Just when Yang Huihui wanted to lean over to comfort him again, he sat up impatiently, grabbed his robe, and went to the outside room. Over the years, he has been around too many earnest, careful, gentle and sweet women like Yang Huihui, he is tired of it, and he begins to miss the reserve of a woman in the cold, revealing a noble and elegant arrogance. He walked outside, letting the cool night breeze blow away the irritability on his body, and his slender white fingers gently swept through the guqin, setting off a pleasant dingdong sound. Yang Huihui just wanted to help him light the incense burner on the piano table, but saw that he had already walked to the shelf by the wall, looking at a Western piano in a daze. Her fingers were a little cold, and her heart was even colder, and after so many years, he still hadn't forgotten. The man eventually picked up the harp and bow.

As the mournful music climbed over the high wall and drifted over the chrysanthemum garden with the white moonlight, Qiu was wrapping himself tightly in a black cloak. She wanted to go back with Duchess Rongguo, but her husband came forward to tell Madame that he would take her to Nancheng Courtyard, and Duchess Rongguo naturally did not interfere. The carriage had not gone more than a street on the south-facing road before speeding north, and after stopping at the gate of Juyuan, she was stuffed into the side door by Lu Cai. Seeing that she refused to follow the girl waiting for the door to enter, Lu Cai gritted his teeth and said in her ear: "Don't forget your brother's passage to transport sea goods, as well as the future of your brother and me." ”

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Lu Cai said gloomily: "Madame, does she prefer the copper hammer to Shen Shizi's warm creatures?" Hearing this, Qiu Shi trembled, and Lu Cai chuckled: "As long as Mrs. does a good job, I promise that my husband will not stain a finger of my wife in the future, as long as Mrs. does a good job, not only can I live a quiet life, but I can also ask two officials to accompany you to Zhuangzi, if you can't do it......"

Qiu Shi didn't wait for him to finish speaking, ran towards the courtyard like a desperate escape, and didn't stop until he stood in front of the main courtyard, breathed steadily, wrapped himself in a cloak and walked in. Shen Wentong, the prince of Hengguo, was already standing under the porch, looking at the moon and waiting for her. Seeing her come in and beckoning to her, she mechanically walked over. Shen Wentong didn't start plundering directly like a few days ago, but gently hugged her, looked at the moon, and said softly after a long time: "I don't know who this violin player is, I don't know how it can be so bitter in my heart." ”

Qiu didn't move, nor did he speak, but he was saying in his heart that there are many people who are suffering in this world. Shen Wentong turned to look at her, and his fingers lightly picked up her chin: "Qi'er, I really like you, if it wasn't for the emperor's marriage, I would definitely ask to marry you." He lowered his head to begin his plunder, but came across a tear.