In a trance, Wanying dreamed of the dream she saw when she was unconscious, the three ragged women, fleeing in the dense forest in a panic, and not far behind them was the pursuing killer. Wanying felt this scene familiar in her dream, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Drifting and sleeping until the evening, when I looked up, the day face had already locked the buds. Lazily looked at Hongfu and asked, "Is the prince back?" ”

Hongfu shook her head, still directing the little maids to move things.

The next day, Wanying and Prince Rong said goodbye, needless to say, the pear blossoms brought rain, and Prince Rong also hugged Wanying and burst into tears when no one was around. From early morning, to afternoon, until near dusk, Wanying was reluctant, and Prince Rong was also difficult to say goodbye.

However, Lan Zhou urged, Wanying and Prince Rong held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, but they were speechless and choked. The car finally took a few steps. After all, he was stopped by Prince Rong.

"Go chase the wind. The king sent his mother to Huichang Mountain. ”

Wanying burst into tears, looked at Prince Rong with affection, and said to herself with resentment: "He is also reluctant. Even if he is sent thousands of miles away, he will eventually need to say goodbye, and when he arrives at Huichang Mountain, he still has to turn back. It's hard for him to still guard himself until the end without hesitation. ”

"The prince feels sorry for the slave, the queen mother won't let you go out! The Queen Mother knew, and the minions had a few heads that were enough to cut off. The housekeeper said with tears in his eyes.

"The Queen Mother, this king will explain, you go and bring the chasing wind over." Prince Rong said insistently.

The housekeeper was helpless, and drank a small eunuch to lead the horse, and at the same time lowered his head and said to a small eunuch beside him for a long time, and the little eunuch ran towards the direction of Ziwei Divine Palace.

Before he left the capital, he saw a man who looked like an inner prison, riding a tall horse, galloping in the dusty wind, kneeling in front of Prince Rong's horse, and begging: "Good prince, reward the slave with his life, if you can't bring the prince back today, the slave won't survive." ”

Prince Rong laughed out loud, and said with a hearty smile: "Then you can go to Huichang Mountain with this king, and come back to ask the queen mother for guilt...... But the queen mother has not combed her hair for the past few days! So, you better go back. ”

With that, he rode away, leaving the man alone in the light of dusk.

Out of the capital, the sky is getting dark, and on both sides of the post road, the early-maturing wheat has been harvested, leaving gray and yellow wheat stalks. The smell of earth, the smell of new wheat, rushing to the face, warm but not hot, is different from the dark fragrance and flashiness. Accustomed to seeing the bright lights, tired of singing and dancing, galloping on the road in the countryside at the moment, my heart is like a willow branch in the spring breeze, light and free.

It was night, in the north post on the outskirts of Beijing, Wanying and Prince Rong hugged each other and slept together, although there was no cloud and rain, but between the threads, there was endless affection.

"It's been too busy these days, and I'll ask the court office to pick up a few names in a few days." Prince Rong said with his chin pressed against Wanying's green silk.

Wanying 'Gege' smiled and said, "Qing'er is pregnant and stupid, and Liulang is also confused? Men and women don't know yet, which makes the officials of the court office laugh. ”

"I'll ask them to draw up a few, and when the time comes, whether it's a man or a woman, let's choose by ourselves!"

"In the clan, the men of this generation are from 'Hong', and the women are from 'Fu'; these are all excellent words."

"If Qing'er wants to choose her own name, then Liulang can say it to the court office, Liulang just doesn't want Qing'er to think too much, it's too hard."

"Really? Can Qing'er decide the name of the child herself? ”

"Of course, Rokuro is a prince who says the same, and you can decide such a small matter for yourself!"

Wanying tightly stopped Prince Rong's waist and said tenderly: "Qing'er has already thought about it herself. The name of the court office is always dignified, auspicious, and Wanying likes gentle and soft names. ”

"I'm still worried that you're tired, so you've already thought about it, let's hear it."

"If it's a son, it's called Hongji, and if it's a daughter, it's called Fumi."

"Good, they are all excellent and excellent names, the word Hong is drafted by the court department, needless to say, just say that 'governance' is really a good word, hard work, long-term stability. For our children, it can't be done. ”

Wanying pouted her delicate little mouth and said in a snort: "Before I was born, I knew that Liulang was a patriarchal father, and he only said that the boy's name was good, and Qing'er thought that the girl's name was the best!" ”

Prince Rong smiled honestly and said dotingly: "In the opening chapter of the Book of Poetry, the first sentence of the chapter "Guan Ju" is: 'Guan Guan Ju dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman. The word "slender" as a woman's name is of course the best. But Rokuro thinks that the word '窈' is better and better than the word '窕'! ”

Wanying asked coquettishly, "Rokuro said to listen to it and see if we think the same?" ”

"My fair heart is a lady, but 'beautiful heart is slender, and beauty is slender'." The word '窈' is naturally better than the word '窕'! ”

Wan Ying nodded with satisfaction, Prince Rong really knew his mind best, he met his bosom friend in the mountains and rivers when he was young, and the people he loved in front of him also reflected each other's hearts, which was the rarest.

"What Liulang said is what Qing'er thinks in her heart, if she is a daughter, I hope she will read more, have poetry and books in her belly, be the same belly, read more, be more kind, and be a woman with a beautiful heart."

"Qing'er is beautiful in the prosperous world, and our daughter must be more beautiful in her heart."

Wanying was satisfied, and with a sweet smile, she gradually fell asleep in Prince Rong's arms.

The next morning, waking up to the chirping of birds, Yun Niang Hongfu served Wanying to change clothes and wash, and after breakfast, the group set foot on the road to Huichang Mountain again.

Xu was uncomfortable with her first pregnancy, and she only felt a sore back when she sat in the car, and Hongfu repeatedly kneaded Wanying, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Yun Niang smiled and said: "Niangniang is newly pregnant, there is soreness in the waist, when the master and aunt were pregnant with Niangniang, it was also very easy to suffer from low back pain, so it was okay." Or the mother is lying on my lap, I will pinch the mother's brain, pinch the legs, and it will be fine after a while. ”

Wanying lay down as Yun Niang said, and after a while, her waist was not so sore. The summer breeze blew the car curtain and swayed, and the car curtain swayed Prince Rong's handsome face, one scene after another was engraved in my mind, and I don't know when I said goodbye this time, maybe three or two months, or a year and a half. But no matter how long or short it is, it is not what Wanying wants. So Wanying should remember him firmly. In case you are lonely in the future, you can take it out little by little and remember.

There is no decent tea house on the way out of the capital, and the next post station can only arrive at about dusk.

Wanying was pregnant, couldn't stand the bumps of the carriage and horses, and slowly swayed on the post road in the countryside. Even so, she didn't go far, and Wanying still had back pain. Finally, I came across a simple tea shed at the edge of the village, and even if it was dilapidated, I could only rest here.

Wanying sat in the car all morning, and her legs and feet were a little numb. Yun Niang and Hongfu served her to bring a veil, carefully supported her to get out of the car, and the accompanying maid had already spread a goose feather cushion on the stool, Wanying sat down heavily, and Prince Rong handed Wanying a cup of tea. ”

The tea bowl was close to the mouth, and a fragrant smell of wheat came to my nose, and after taking a sip, the wheat fragrance was overflowing.

"It's wonderful that there is such good tea here."

"This is this year's Xinmai fried tea." Prince Rong said, pointing to the well under the locust tree next to him and said, "The water for boiling tea must be from that well." ”

"Such a good tea, I must taste it again next year when the wheat is freshly ripe. Originally, looking at the color, I thought it was Tieguanyin or Pu'er, if it weren't for the fragrant tea fragrance, Qing'er really guessed wrong! ”

Prince Rong looked at Wanying dotingly, smiled meaningfully, and said, "Madame has really been in Fugui Township for a long time, where did Tieguanyin and Pu'er come from in such a place?" If they can fill their stomachs with three meals a day all year round, it is already a great creation, where can they expect to taste tea, this barley tea is just something to quench their thirst. ”

Wanying knew: He was joking that Wanying used to be in Rongshou Palace, when drinking tea, 'one cup is a taste, two cups is a drink, and three cups are a fool to quench your thirst'.

In normal times, Wanying would definitely have a trouble with him, but today, Wanying honestly lowered her head, under such a thatched hut, her previous self was indeed too hypocritical and arrogant.

"Mrs. Xu will feel the fragrance of tea when she is thirsty, and Liulang drinks this barley tea, and the water in it has a salty taste."

Wanying suddenly picked up the cup again and took another sip, and sure enough, it was not as sweet as the first sip, with a bitter taste in the rich wheat aroma. "It seems to be a little bitter, but sure enough, there is salt and alkali."

Prince Rong smiled, looked at Wanying fondly, and said jokingly: "Madame also has a time when she tastes the wrong tea?" Looks like I'm really thirsty! ”

Wanying looked at the rough gray porcelain tea bowl in front of her, stretched her waist, and said, "I have learned so many fancy tea arts and read so many tea theories; I didn't expect to be able to stand the word 'thirsty'. ”

Prince Rong smiled without saying a word, pinched the tea bowl with three fingers, and took a few sips.

Two sips of weak tea definitely couldn't suppress the thirst in her throat, Wanying held the tea bowl with both hands delicately, and after a few sips, a bowl of tea was drunk. Looking at the empty tea bowl, Wanying couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at, ma'am?"

Wan Ying straightened the veil in front of her and laughed at herself: "I laughed at myself, when did I become a stupid thing to quench my thirst." ”

Between Wanying's self-confession, self-regret and self-entertainment, the conversation on the adjacent table inadvertently floated to the table of Prince Wanying He Rong.

"Did you hear that? The capital has now begun to open porridge sheds. Passerby A said.

"The emperor's grace is great, and those victims have finally been saved." Passerby B

"What do you know? Those who should have starved to death would have starved to death a long time ago, and those who did not starve to death also died of illness, and the rest were people who the king of Hades did not dare to collect, are these people still short of a bowl of porridge? Passerby C said.

"Brother Ren's words are biased, the court has the difficulties of the court, the battle in the north has just ended, and the south is in chaos again, and the emperor has no choice. As soon as the new wheat was harvested, the imperial court began to provide relief to the victims. A said.

"It's not exactly this reason, the emperor also has times of difficulty, but God finally helped our Great Zhou Dynasty, although last year although natural disasters continued, there were a few more good snows in winter, and now it is a bumper harvest. It is estimated that in the next few days, the victims of the disaster in the capital should also return to their hometowns. B said.

Hearing this, Wanying was also overjoyed. The victims were able to return to their homes, or at least they would no longer have to endure the pain of being uprooted and displaced. Moreover, I thought to myself that my father could finally breathe a sigh of relief if he was a grain governor.

"That is, after all, you can't ask for food for the rest of your life, last year's grain is gone, you can't go hungry next year, and you have to plant a crop after harvesting wheat."

"You people, why do you call you frogs at the bottom of the well, and how can the victims go back? If you stay in the capital, you can still drink a mouthful of porridge, and if you don't get home when you return to your hometown, you may starve to death on the road. Even if you go back to your hometown, there will be no harvest this year, what will happen to the year's rations? It's not a death yet, staying in the capital is death, going back is death, it's really difficult to be a flat-headed citizen. "A loose ding, jumping horse to pour tea, occasionally listened to the three of them gossip.

"Where did you get out of here? Why do you say that we are frogs at the bottom of the well? A, B and C spoke in unison.

"You don't care where I came from, you just think about whether I'm right or not?"

Brother Ren's words also seem to have some truth. If there is chewy grain at home, who wants to leave their hometown to ask for food? A said.

"That's the truth, since you came out to ask for food, you must have eaten all at home, and there is no hope." B said

"I ran from Zhili to the capital, and I would rather die than come out, and I guess I don't plan to go back." C said.

"That's right, if it's just green and yellow, it's almost the same to ask for a few meals at the door, why bother to leave your family and run hundreds of miles to the capital to ask for food!" Ding smiled quite proudly, drank a bowl of tea, and then said with a deceptive face: "Do the three brothers know why the plague broke out in Beijing this time? ”