Chapter Twenty-Five: Paddock Rest
Nata is such a girl with such a true temperament, I really don't want to involve her in these dark and dirty things, even if she really marries into the palace, she is just a naΓ―ve chess piece. People like Beiyu Jinchen can only be like me, Tiansha Lone Star is destined to be lonely, what good ending can people like us who calculate others step by step?
When she saw that I didn't speak for a long time, she was very puzzled, tilted her head, and the small braids on the top of her head hung down to her ears, which was very lovely.
"I don't know much about the prince's hobbies, but I heard from others that the prince treasures a lot of good wine in his home." I really don't know what Beiyu Jinchen likes and doesn't like, and he never shows it. It's just that the servant once mentioned one or two sentences that Prince Xuan hated wine the most, because although it was fragrant, it could disturb people's minds and destroy people's minds.
Nata laughed happily as if she had been given a treasure. "Thank you, Miss Jin, this is our Mongolian miracle medicine, there will always be some bruises and the like when riding horses and herding sheep on the grassland, it will be good to apply this." I think it will do some good to the wound on your face. β
She took out a silver hose from the small box on the side, with a small plug on it, and when she pulled it out, it gave off a peculiar smell, and she felt a little sick to her stomach when she asked.
It's not that I don't feel guilty in my heart, who made her the princess of the Mongolian tribe and came to Beiyan again, even if she chooses not Beiyu Jinchen but anyone, I will find a way to stop it. "No need, Princess Su Jinxie's kindness, it's just an old injury, and it can't be healed in a day. The princess should rest early, and Su Jin will retire. β
I feel funny, and I never feel anything about the hurt on my face, but I always attract the attention of others, whether it is bad or good, it is all in vain.
Walking out of Linlang Pavilion, it was already late at night, almost all went to rest, only a few night lights were still on, the wind blew, the candle flame swayed, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
There was a pair of figures not far away, and the crying could be faintly heard, and through the moonlight, I could see the goose-yellow coat clearly, this dress could only be worn by Ruxue, and the figure opposite her looked more and more like King Ling Ran, and the less she knew about some things, the better, so she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked back to her house.
There is incense lingering in the house, and there is still unburned incense in the incense burner.
Mu Han sat in front of the dresser, combing her hair for a while, and kneeling on the ground was a trembling little palace maid, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with a double-ring bun.
"What is this?" I don't feel good, but I still have to follow the path.
Mu Han glanced at the palace maid on the ground, and then said: "She stole a silver hairpin, I want to send her to Lengyuan, this fine work is too much, so I will go to wash clothes and rice." β
The palace maid on the ground knocked several times, and her immature voice was crying: "The mother and slave know that they are wrong, and the slave and maid know that they are wrong." β
"It's just a hairpin, just fine some moon silver." Look at this little girl, she is pitiful, and she should not be punished so much.
Mu Han threw the comb on the platform with a snap, and said sharply: "Am I the master or are you the master?" β
Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey, the person Mu Han wants to target is me. Bent down on your knees and kneeling, and you can't say much.
She shifted her body and faced us, "A slave should do his duty as a slave, if you have two hearts, it is useless." β
Minion, has she forgotten that she herself is a minion? I didn't expect that every word she said was so mean now.
After a tiring day, the whole person felt tired, and the wound on the ankle was even more painful.
"That's it, you all go and rest, this matter will be talked about after the hunt."
The night had passed in the middle of the night, and after washing up, he collapsed on the bed. I just feel very upset, a concubine is enough for me to deal with, and now I have added a Mu Han,
I had to find a way to get out of her.
The drizzle is slightly cool, the oil-paper umbrella surface is full of water droplets, fireworks in March, willows are still around, and the branches are soft like graceful women.
The bluestone pavement, the soft moss emerges, quiet and beautiful.
The medicine shop is filled with the fragrance of medicine, and every part of the rice paper room is simple and bright.
The girl in pink sat quietly with her cheeks on her cheeks, carefully looking at the sleeping teenager on the bed, the young man's eyebrows were clear, but there were scars all over his body, although he had been drugged, he was still shocked.
The girl yawned and brushed the dust off her shoulders, but unfortunately the embroidered white hibiscus had turned light gray.
The boy woke up with a frown, saw the sleepy-eyed girl, stepped back cautiously, and asked, "Who are you?" β
The girl pursed her lips, "I thought that the first thing you would say when you woke up would be to thank Engong." β
It was raining outside, the girl looked outside, patted her head and said that she had to rush back, the boy stuck in his throat and said thank you for not coming, and the girl rushed out of the door and disappeared.
Things are slowly blurring, and thinking is gradually becoming clearer.
It's a dream again, and every day since I arrived in Nanshan is a dream, interspersed with memories, and people can't breathe.
It was already dawn, scooped a spoonful of cold water to wash his face, and suddenly woke up a lot, perhaps because he didn't sleep well, and his face was not very good.
When I went downstairs, I heard that the emperor had a full day off today, and everyone went back to their own rooms to take a rest.
King Yongyi practiced in the courtyard with a large sword, shirtless and covered in sweat. One move and one style of tiger and tiger, although this person has a big waist and a round waist, but he is very fierce and full of strength.
"What kind of moth do you want to fix with your bones and eyes in the early morning?" He seemed to have seen me, and his face was not good.
I really didn't have the language to answer, but I was a little helpless when he stood alone for a while and was said like this.
"Fourth brother, don't scare the little girl." Beiyu Jinchen teased with a smile.
King Yongyi sighed and replied: "Who doesn't know that you two are in a gang, sixth brother, your elbow is turned out like this, just marry back." β
I just went out for a walk early in the morning, and as a result, I became the object of a bickering between the two, and it seems that it will not be better today.
"It's just a palace maid, but let all the royal relatives and nobles know, and her ability is not small." There was a person in front of him, his face was like a crown of jade, his long hair was crowned with a silver crown, his black shirt was white, and his phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, which actually made me think of a variety of charms to describe. This King Ling Ran dresses up so extravagantly every time he appears, is it because he is afraid that others will not know that he is a royal prince and nobleman. "But after all, she is a palace maid, and she can only be a concubine at most."
King Ling Ran was so poisonous every time he spoke, as if everyone owed him eight buckets of rice.
"The slave and maid still retired first." After a little blessing, he left as soon as possible before the smoke of gunpowder rose, so as not to burn himself.
"It's not fun, you scared that little girl away."
The loud voice of King Yongyi behind him was very obvious.
Back in the house, take out some bamboo leaves from the porcelain jar, the first hot water channel to remove the floating ash, the second one is used to make tea, the tender green leaves float in the water, and finally settle at the bottom of the cup.
The misty white steam rises and dissipates into the air, and it is rare to have such a leisurely time. Since Liu Shuxin's death, troubles have occurred frequently, although they have also played a role in fueling the troubles, but neither the cold Beiyu Jinchen nor the King of Nata Lingran were originally planned.
It really confirms the saying that plan is not as good as change.
The wound on his ankle was a little uncomfortable, and he remembered that he forgot to change the dressing today, and untied the gauze round and round, and the wound showed signs of scabbing, and there were two bottles of medicine in the cuffs, and the bottles looked exactly the same, so he couldn't tell which one was cold and which one was Beiyu Jinchen's, so he had to take a bottle casually and sprinkle it with medicinal powder and replace it with new gauze.
"Sister Sujin?" Someone at the door shouted weakly.
In the blink of an eye, it was like snow smiling shyly, and the shallow pear vortex on her cheeks loomed. She is also wearing the goose-yellow Luo skirt, painted with the moon season surrounded by colorful butterflies, which is delicate and lovely.
Ruxue's name should be a snow-like cold woman, but she is like a warm sunshine, not delicate or pretentious.
"Miss Ruxue?" I quickly got up.
"I heard that you were injured too, so I just came to see you. Feeling better? She came in and sat down with a smile, took a sip of the bamboo leaf in the cup, and then picked up the pot and poured herself a glass.
Seeing her so comfortable, I don't stick to being polite, "It's much better, thank you Miss Ruxue for remembering." β
Ruxue drank a cup of tea, wiped her mouth directly with her sleeve, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment when she saw me looking at her. "Some people said that my sister's tea was delicious, so I drank a few more cups, although I didn't taste any difference from what I brewed...... By the way, don't Miss Miss call me, it's too raw. Let's call it like snow. β
Her cute appearance really made people laugh, and she replied repeatedly.
"I think it's very kind to meet my sister, just like the first time I met Sister Yu."
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I thought that I could talk to her more and I would definitely get some useful news. "Sister Jade?"
"It's Brother Jinchen's concubine, Luo Yu of the Mincha clan, but it's a pity that she died within a few months of marrying into the palace." She sighed, her cheeks in thought, her fingers drawing circles on the table.
"Then, how did your sister Yu ......?"
"I have been poisoned by incursibility, in fact, Brother Jinchen has been seeking medical advice for a long time, although he may not love Sister Yu, he must care about her......"
"Don't love?" I tried to ask something more, but she found that she had said too much, and she turned the subject around the topic so that I couldn't ask anything more.
Although Ruxue is naΓ―ve, she is not stupid, and her mind is also transparent, knowing what to say and what not to say.
I have to find out why Zuo Xiang and Beiyu Jinchen are enemies, so that I can find a way to involve them. When you have no clue, you can only find it like snow.
"Ruxue, don't you want to learn archery, come to me when you return to the palace, and I will teach you."
"Really, that's great." She clapped her hands and grinned.
Sending away like snow can be regarded as really idle, some things are cut and messed up, and they can't be easily out of the game if they have gone deep into the maze.