In the evening, after Wanying and Yunniang went up to the attic, they served Wanying with red hibiscus and green Rong, and the three masters and servants served Wanying to remove her makeup and wash. After cleaning up, Wanying leaned on the cushion tiredly, Hongfu sent Yunniang downstairs, took a translucent candle and put it at the head of the bed, Wanying took out a book of words from under the cushion, yawned and looked at it with sleepy eyelids.

"Miss is sleepy like this, go to bed early."

"After reading this page, I fell asleep."

Hongfu no longer persuaded deeply, and sat on a small stool next to the bed by the light, with a rattan basket on her lap, and took out a job from the top, one circle on the left and one around the right, and knotted a new bracelet.

In the autumn night, there is silence all around, there is no incense in the house, from time to time, a lot of osmanthus fragrance, from the cracks in the doors and windows, squeezed into the attic, lingering on the tip of the two people's hearts.

The house is full of fragrance, surrounded by jasper's bead curtains, swaying by candlelight, and the bead curtains are also slender waist willow pendulums, shining.

"This cinnamon fragrance is good during the day and wonderful at night."

"Miss, it's all the same osmanthus, what's the difference between day and night?"

"It's just a single incense during the day, but it's different at night, through the night, borrowing a piece of moonlight, plus three or two allusions, this cinnamon fragrance is the artistic conception."

"Miss likes poetry and songs, but Hongfu doesn't understand it, and it spoils Miss's knowledge."

"You just have to taste it with your heart."

Hongfu stopped the bracelet in her hand, slowly closed her eyes, and said, "Hongfu has got the artistic conception of Miss." ”

"Really?" Wanying asked happily.

Hongfu smiled and said, "Where is it so easy?" Miss Hongfu is kidding! Where does Hongfu know what is the 'one' realm and what is the two realm? Why don't you tell Miss Hongfu about Miss's artistic conception? ”

Wan Ying glanced at Hongfu coquettishly, yawned, closed her eyes, and murmured: "The artistic conception can be indescribable." But for now, I'll tell you about it. ”

"Miss is trapped like this, can she still have a sense of meaning?"

"The more you are half-asleep, the better the artistic conception."

"If Hongfu is sleepy like this, she only thinks about sleeping."

I saw Wanying's hands slender, an inch-long water nail reflecting the candlelight, like a piece of white jade sticking to her fingertips, and the faint cinnamon fragrance, lazily said: "At this moment, the cinnamon fragrance in our house is wearing a bamboo forest, with some bamboo greenness, and drifting through the chrysanthemum garden, with some chrysanthemums of shyness, flowing through the moonlight mottled pool, and the koi in the pool, after a period of ear and sideburns, take the agility of the autumn lily, go around to the rose, secretly store a bunch of roses, credit the tranquility of the phalaenopsis, walk through the moss-mottled stone path, Bypassing the rockery with strange rocks, crossing the towering cedar cypress, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and obtaining the essence of the sun and the moon, climbing up to the attic of our heavy gallery, avoiding the streamer of the lantern in front of the corridor, along the thin window crack, holding a little brightness from the hand of Chang'e of the Moon Palace, and some compromise on the shaking candlelight, handed it to me respectfully, and then entered Wanying's heart. ”

"My good young lady, a wisp of cinnamon, you actually made such a big article, it's a pity not to order a Jinshi champion."

Wanying laughed in her heart, she didn't feel sleepy, she deliberately pouted, caught Hongfu's words, and said: "It's a pity, Wanying's woman's body can only guard this small candlestick and pull a few words indiscriminately." ”

Hongfu only cared about the bracelet around her hand, and didn't see that Wanying was actually teasing her, so she lowered her head and said: "Men have the benefits of men, and we women also have the benefits of women, for example, men can't sit down and play a few strings of ropes safely." ”

Wanying saw that Hongfu was single-mindedly staring at the bracelet on her hand, and she also understood that she didn't have the heart to discuss these poems and songs with herself, so she lazily leaned on the cushion and pouted and said: "Talking to you is like playing the piano to a cow, a good artistic conception, and life has been ruined by you." ”

"How can Miss blame Hongfu, Hongfu has never been able to understand poetry and books, Miss said to Hongfu about artistic conception, isn't Hongfu just a big scalper? The big scalper also 'mooed' at the young lady. After speaking, he leaned forward and learned a cow bark at Wanying.

Wanying laughed heartily, and even the book fell on the side of the bed. Laughing and laughing, my lower abdomen was a little cramping. His face gradually showed a little unbearable.

"The retribution of the mouth, laughing so much that my stomach cramps." Wanying covered her lower abdomen, pulled off the cushion she was leaning on, and said to Hongfu: "It's too late this time, let's rest." ”

Hongfu put down the vine basket, walked to the bedside, folded the futon in all directions, took the candlestick and prepared to leave. Wanying stopped her and said, "Sleep in my room today." My stomach hurts so hard this time, you stay with me. ”

Hongfu took the candlestick, saw a thin layer of fragrant sweat on Wanying's head, and asked, "Miss Xu is laughing." It was fine just now. It's okay, I'll sleep in the lady's room. Hongfu thought: In case Miss complains of pain at night, she can also rub Miss herself.

For a moment, the master and servant were lying on the same bed.

In the middle of the night, Wanying's lower abdomen was like a pain like grinding her intestines, thinking that she had eaten a bad stomach, and she got up several times, but there was no symptom of slippery intestines and diarrhea. It's just that the pain in the lower abdomen is really unbearable, and Hongfu accompanies her side and massages Wanying through her bedclothes.

As soon as she touched Wanying's belly, the coldness went down her fingertips and startled Hongfu: "Miss, why is your stomach so cold?" ”

Wanying was already sweating profusely in pain, and Jiao gasped and said, "Xu sat greedily in the garden in the afternoon, and got cold. ”

"Miss, bear with me first, Hongfu will go and get a soup woman to warm your stomach."

"In the middle of the night, don't toss back and forth, lift water, boil water, and boil the sky, it is estimated that half of the people in the yard can't sleep. Daddy is here with us today. Can't wake up Daddy. If I endure it any longer, maybe it will be better at dawn. ”

Hongfu didn't dare to disobey, got out of bed and lit the lamp, half a pot of tea in the teapot was already cold, lit a small tea stove, set up a teapot, and gently took out a thick quilt from the box on tiptoe, covering Wanying, Wanying leaned on the cushion and curled up in the quilt.

After boiling the tea, Hongfu brought a cup and handed it to Wanying and said, "Drink a cup of boiling tea to warm your body." ”

Wanying wrinkled her brows, took the tea, held it in her hand, and the warm current instantly spread throughout her body. He took a slight sip and said, "I haven't drunk such hot tea yet." ”

"If you lie down your tongue carefully, and burn your tongue, it's the same as a goblin with a rotten mouth." Hongfu thought that Miss in the afternoon joked that she was a goblin with a rotten mouth, and the ready-made allusion was applied to Miss.

Wanying was not angry, holding the teacup tightly with both hands, she also felt a little warmer in her heart, and complained to Hongfu a little sadly: "You said this He You'an? How can you be so reckless? ”

Hongfu's guess in the afternoon was confirmed, and it was indeed Miss Wanying. said softly: "Miss is about to enter the palace to be selected, and she is also fated to have no part." "If you think about it deeply, Miss is still entangled, will it be? Thinking of this, I was also very uncomfortable.

When Wanying heard this, she split her mouth and said, "Who has a relationship with him?" Miss Ben was disgusted that he was too late. ”

Hongfu also slipped by the bedside, huddled in a quilt with the young lady, and the two chattered about the things on the eve of the birthday banquet of the teacher, before and after, 1510 to understand. Hongfu is relieved, Miss Wanying, she really doesn't have a good impression of this He Youan, let alone the words 'fate and no part'.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Under the same moonlight, He Youan also had no sleep all night, holding a pot of sake, lying on the roof of the glorious eaves of Prince Rong's mansion.

"Ode to the Lotus Lantern Lake, I don't know for Qing." After speaking, he took the flask and drank it freely. After a long while, he muttered faintly: "I don't know for Qingqing, I don't know for Qingqing." Who is You'an's stomach sad to tell to? ”

Today, I recklessly lost my master's mansion, and after I came back, I lost my soul. When he is bored, he can only resort to Mingyue for all his lovesickness.

In an instant, a meteor slashed across the sky, dragging a long white light, like a sharp dagger, cutting the night sky in half. In the bright moonlight, an equally handsome figure jumped onto the roof. The two of them lay on the roof, and a string of heartfelt words turned into twinkling starlight.

"Lord Wang, why are you here too?"

"Stinky boy, it's like you've lost your soul all day today, what's going on?"

"Ode to the Lotus Lantern Lake, I don't know ...... for Qing"

"Stinky boy, it's enlightened. I didn't expect you to have such a day. ”

"Don't tease me, I really like that girl."

"Which lady is it? This prince will be the matchmaker for you. ”

"No need."

"No, what do you mean? Could it be that you like nuns, so it's really hard to do? As long as the women in the world are not the sisters-in-law in the nunnery, which house is not allowed to talk about matchmaking? ”

"Lord Wang, you are joking with me, I won't tell you, You'an will find a clean place."

"You'an, don't you go, I don't joke about you, okay?"

A thought came to mind: "It may not be the second miss, or the third miss, or the eldest miss who was not selected." He You'an was drunk and hazy, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. Maybe the woman in Tsing Yi on the shore of Nichiren Lantern Lake is the eldest lady? He You'an muttered to himself, a kind of sadness that had been lost and then regained, spread out in his misty pupils, and gradually became drunk.

"Miss? Which lady? ”

"Lord Wang, You'an has thought of a way. Spicy sake, take a sip? ”

"Stinky boy, your wind and rain come and go faster, and this time it's all right in the blink of an eye?"

"Hehe, it's not the first day I've met You'an. Hey hey ......"

"This wine really burns his mouth. How do you drink such spicy wine? This king has newly obtained Du Kang aged wine sent by the prefect of Luoyang, and drink a jar together? ”

"How to solve the worries, only Du Kang, sure enough, this Du Kang is a good wine, before he has even entered it, he has relieved the worries in You's peace of mind, not drunk or sleeping, drink a jar."

"Don't get drunk or sleep, drink a jar."