Before I knew it, I was drinking too much.

I was helped to a deep courtyard. In the courtyard, the willows are still clinging, flying up pieces of smoke, and the curtains are stacked with bursts of fragrant fragrance. There was a parrot cage hanging under the curtain, and when I saw a man coming in, I said, "Someone comes in, come down quickly" - I was so happy when I saw the bird that I wanted to say a few words to it, but I was carried by the people and went straight into the house. Looks like I'm really drunk.

I was helped to a bed, and in a trance I let those slippery hands untie my clothes and take off my boots and robe. Just as people have to sleep after all, people have to die after all, and if you can sleep in this place for a long time, it doesn't seem bad, I thought to myself. Before I knew it, I didn't know anything.

When I woke up again, I was greeted by a touch of green silk, under which was Xiaoyu's jade face, and under the jade face was a flawless carcass - like frost and snow under the bright moonlight. The goddess of Wushan that Song Yu admires, and the concubine Luoshui Mi who Cao Zhi misses, is probably nothing more than that. Compared to beasts, I still think it's better to be a beast, not to mention that at this time, if you don't do anything, it seems to hurt people more, for me it's just hurting my body (after all, it's not good to hold back), and Yu Xiaoyu is hurting her self-esteem. So the tall and heavy screen bed ushered in a storm, this bed is not open mouth, if the bed opens its mouth will open its mouth will open its mouth to scold - the bed is decorated with four high screens, the high screen is carved and inlaid with tin, quite exquisite, the four screens are now regularly exuding bursts of roar, the sense of rhythm and power makes people wonder if the luodian on the screen will fall......

Happiness is always short-lived. Short-lived happiness is exchanged for endless suffering. People are often endlessly chasing happiness and enduring pain endlessly, but if they give up happiness because they are afraid of pain, then the pace of hope will gradually drift away. Maybe the world is like a sea of suffering, but if this sea of suffering no longer ripples of love and hate, and only the flow of fate remains, then it is really a sea of suffering. A life without hope is a sea of misery.

For the two of us in front of us, that's exactly what happened. The happy climax has receded, only the aftermath ripples, turning into ripples, lingering in the heart lake. A broken lamp, a long night, the two people who have just joined hands to climb the clouds of pleasure can only look at each other without saying a word, not because they don't want to speak or have nothing to say, but since they can't give each other hope, they have to be silent.

I could only hug her tightly, hoping to give her some warmth and relief. There was a little joy in her expression, a little hesitation, and a little pain.

She couldn't help but speak: "Eh~ You pressed my hair......"

I blushed and quickly moved my body. Eighty old lady, upside down child, the old driver also has times when he can't get into the car...... Hey, what does the old driver mean? Wow, my head hurts again, damn it, it's like there's a ghost knocking in my head.

This time it was a terrible headache, and I couldn't help but frown. The jade man in his arms seemed to feel something, and carefully examined me.

"You must look down on me! Or just how to get rid of me! Xiaoyu said unhappily.

I somewhat understand that the late King Huo's daughter county lord has fallen into the dust, and he faces some people who are familiar with Wei and the three religions and nine streams all day long, and the pain of his life experience is self-evident. Emperor Gaozu's fourteenth son, Li Yuanliang, was the king of Huo, with a lot of talent, and was deeply liked by Emperor Gaozu, so he hired Wei Zheng's daughter as a concubine. In the fourth year of the arch, after Li Zhen, the king of Yue, raised an army to defeat Wu, King Huo was convicted as an accomplice, the king of Yue was defeated and died, and King Huo was also exiled to Qianzhou; Before arriving in Qianzhou, the old and frail King Huo died of illness. King Huo's favorite maid before his death was already pregnant at this time; And Huo Wang's sons were reluctant to have this unborn little brother or little sister. So the pet maid got a sum of money that was not too much, but not too little, and the flesh and blood of King Huo, and quietly left. This pet maid is Jingzhi, that is, Xiaoyu's mother. Now that he has fallen into the dust, Jingzhi does not dare to let Xiaoyu admit himself as a royal concubine and restore his surname to Li, so he can only take the title of King Huo as his surname. From this, this is Xiaoyu's life experience.

I can't help but think of myself, although I am a high-ranking family with five surnames and seven hopes, but my family is always in decline, and I have suffered a lot of humiliation.

My groaning seemed to Xiao Yu to be the default. She began to weep awe.

Before I could figure out how to comfort her, she choked up and said, "I'm just a prostitute, so naturally I can't match you." Don't say the comforting words of Huo Wang's daughter, if the court or the same clan admit it, it will not fall to this. I remember that Lady Li of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty once said, 'Those who do things with color will love when they are weak, and those who love relaxation will be gracious'. It's good in front of you, but you use me as a plaything, once you are old, like a fan in autumn, you can't remember it anymore. ”

I see! I don't suspect that this is a bitter drama deliberately played by her. When Bao Shiniang was a matchmaker, people said it clearly, Xiaoyu was King Huo, but unfortunately fell into the prostitution family, but she was a double champion of color and art, and she had a lot of savings, and all she wanted was a good man and a good matchmaker to marry. I came this time, in fact, I have a bit of a blind date, but when the blind date comes to bed, I'm afraid no one expected it. This blind date can, but my friend Qiu Yinbo's specialty; I also have a friend Huang Rutao who is famous for lifting his pants and not admitting it, often eating overlord chicken, known as "Huang Ru surging river water", and the two of them are collectively called "Qiu Yinbo when he sees bed, pull out the ruthless Huang Rutao". Hey, my head hurts again, do I know a friend surnamed Qiu? I don't think I know it......

I continued: "I have an old friend named Meng Jiao, and he wrote a poem called 'Marriage of Love.' I will read two sentences to you: 'Heart to heart and heart to heart, and love is deep.' Sit and knot, knot and knot, and end the joy of a hundred years old'. This poem is sung for lovers, and it is also sung for you and me. People who love each other always look forward to a long time, and I am the same. As long as the two hearts are happy ......".

I suddenly had the idea that it would be better to write a pledge to her, so I copied a piece of black silk on the case, and began to write it in ink. My pen is still very good, quoting mountains and rivers as an alliance, pointing to the sun and moon as a witness, every sentence is sincere, and the smell is moving, but when it comes to "if this oath is violated", the words "powerful ghosts hitting the brain" that rush to the tip of the pen can not be written. My head buzzed, and there was another sharp pain, and this time I held back, and I remembered!

I remembered that something terrible would happen if I wrote the vows! I will break my oath, I will be fortunate enough to marry the wife of a high-ranking family, I will go to great lengths to sit in the high position of prime minister and scholar, and I will suspect all women of infidelity like a person suffering from hysteria—I am afraid that my concubine will be unchaste, so much so that every time I go out, I will use a bathtub to lock her on the bed, put a seal, and check that she is not damaged before releasing it when I go home; Afraid that the concubine would be seduced by others when she went out, she just closed the door and locked it, and actually scattered ashes on the ground, and whenever there were footprints, she would ask the whole family like a thief. No, it's not me ~ I can't do that! It's not something I'm supposed to do.

Xiaoyu's skeptical eyes pierced into my heart like an awl. I didn't dare tell her what I had just thought of, it was so real. I turned my head sideways to avoid her Shimmer's gaze, which was not described, but really, because those happy eyes were full of tears. When I was avoiding Xiao Yu's gaze, I inadvertently found a touch of red in the corner of my eyes, it seemed to be a red-shirted man, it was a young man with a sven culture, it was not an exaggeration to call it a beautiful eyebrow, but he was beating something hideously. I couldn't help but look around the room, but I didn't see any figure, but the red in the corners of my eyes was still there, and my head hurt even more as he hit me...... He~ He's in my head, that's a ghost, "a ghost hitting the brain"~!

I just felt like I didn't know anything when it was dark in front of me.