Chapter 8: The Golden Silk Clothes (2)
I don't care about the name...... This sentence is so subtle that people can't help but think about it.
Yu Fu's eyes were gloomy, and she slowly shook her head, and when she raised her head, she was already firm: "No, he said that you are not like that." β
"Yes, the prince has never really liked me." Xiao Rui's hand staggered, and it was rare that her voice lost her composure, "Xiao Hui rarely serves the prince a few times, but it is just a strong wine, presumably looking at the similar appearance of my sister and me, I can't help it." Even if the prince hugged me and lingered everywhere, he shouted his sister's name when he was so affectionate. Looking at it this way, my sister really doesn't have the right to care about fame..."
"You're lying!" Yu Fu stood up abruptly and blurted out, her nose was sour, but the perseverance in her eyes was still not an inch, "Brother Shao personally said that he was innocent with you, and with his affection for me, I will believe what he says." β
"The prince and I are innocent and ......innocent" The sentence was drunk, looking at Yu Fu's reddish eyes, it was clear that the spring was just right outside, but Xiao Hui felt that the sourness of these years had turned into coldness, and went straight to the cracks of his finger bones: "All these years, just because the prince has been thinking about his sister, so ...... Those real skin-to-skin relatives have become sisters lying. My sister never thought that the prince was also a man, and he couldn't get through the long night, and he was afraid that his sister would be angry, so he didn't tell the truth? β
"You!" Yu Fu's original sour anger was like being splashed with cold water suddenly, she snorted, and looked at Xiao Rui slowly standing up.
The red clothes are rippling, the clouds are ethereal, and the bright and charming smile of the beauty is better than the peach blossoms, but the eyes are as cool as a deep well:
"Four years ago, His Royal Highness King Ming personally opened his mouth and entrusted his concubine body to the prince in front of everyone. Although my sister said that her status was low, she was personally sent by Prince Ming. But how did my sister come back, my sister doesn't know that the winter in Anqing must be no better than Huainan..."
When Yu Fu heard this, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she was stunned.
How did she know......
"The world's humane prince is cold-blooded and ruthless, he broke Fengyuan City and slaughtered the old ministers of the Yong Dynasty, but as the sister of the remnants of the Yong Dynasty, isn't the prince full of affection?"
Xiao Rui looked at her frozen face, only to feel that her heart was unprecedentedly happy, and she became even more unscrupulous.
"After all, Anqing is broken, and a little squire dares to insult his sister, and he can buy his sister as a concubine for a hundred taels, but he has to be greeted at the front door by his sinful family. If my sister still feels wronged now, I really want to persuade my sister for the prince..."
"Enough!" Yu Fu's face gradually turned cold, and the fingertips that pinched the tea bowl were clenched by her and turned a little pale, "Miss Xiao, Brother Shao and I are not a three-day friendship, I don't need you to make peace, and I won't have a dislike because of your words." I don't know why you are saying these words to me, there are too many people who can't help themselves in the troubled times, isn't Miss Xiao herself? I advise you...... Be cautious in what you say and do. β
Xiao Hui half-lowered her eyes and a sneer, and stretched out her hand to cover Yu Fu's: "It seems that Xiao Hui was really careless this time, and it was self-defeating... Sister, don't be angry, I just want to say that even if the prince spoils Xiao Rui a few times, he still loves his sister... His Royal Highness King Ming sent me like a sea, but my sister and I are so stupid, I will ask for the grounding to be extended for another three months, and I will ask my sister for forgiveness. β
"Miss Xiao is entrusted by King Ming, a guest in the mansion." Yu Fu looked cold, shook off her hand and said coldly, "And Gu Yufu is just Yang Shao's bad wife, and she really can't afford this sister." β
In the evening, Yang Shao came back with someone to deliver the message, saying that he was entangled in government affairs, and he was afraid that he might not be able to come back at night, so he asked Yu Fu not to wait for him.
The disciple of the right guard of the house who delivered the message also brought back an envelope, and Yu Fu opened it to see that there was not a word in it, only a small apricot flower.
Coming back from that small courtyard, although she was strong and majestic at that time, Xiao Yuan's words seemed to have taken root, and they were constantly circling around her mind in a turbulent and domineering manner.
Sinful ......
Slaughter the old ministers of the Yong Dynasty......
A hundred taels as a concubine......
There is also that sentence, which is not told according to the truth......
For the sake of her own greed, she did not hesitate to cover her ears and steal the bell, thinking that she was not only deceiving herself, but also cheapened him who should be in the clouds now.
She secretly cried once in the afternoon, and the sachet she was going to sew for Yang Shao was also stopped, but at this moment Yu Fu locked herself in the room in a daze.
Fang Cai pricked his hand with a needle, leaving a dark red blood spot on the verdant silk, and he was afraid that he would see it, so he had to embroider a small lotus.
At this time, Rudou's candle flame jumped a few times, and the work in her hand never moved a stitch again.
With a long sigh, Yu Fu thought about it and carefully put away the half-embroidered sachet, hid it in the bottom corner of the closet, and wrapped it in her own clothes to prevent people from seeing it.
was already preoccupied, but Yang Shao didn't come back, so she washed up early and climbed into bed.
The courtyard was quiet, except for the occasional sound of neat footsteps as the children of the right guard patrolled by.
But Yufu slept very unsteadily, she tossed and turned for a long time, and it was easy for her to fall asleep, and it didn't take long for her to start dreaming again.
The dreams struck one after another, shattered, as if the chaotic heaven and earth were constantly collapsing and merging, pressing her so that she couldn't escape.
As if returning to Anqing City, the originally dark night was lit up by the skyrocketing firelight, the smoke dispersed, covering a shaking scorching red, and Dad waved his cane and roared at the end of the road:
"Gu Yufu! You promised me not to go to him, you know? Otherwise, from now on, you will be unfaithful and unfilial, and from now on, only if you don't have my father, I don't have your daughter..."
"Daddy-me!" Yufu panicked and tried to squeeze through the crowd, but the remnants of the defeated army fled under the city walls, blocking her way. Their armor was rotten, their faces were distorted, and some of them were consumed by the flames before they could even die, and before they even had time to die, the flames burned the living to charcoal black.
It was burning everywhere, and many people were crying.
In the midst of the crying, a cry of grief and despair almost tore her heart.
It's my mother who is crying.
"Motherββ! As soon as she turned her head, the mother who loved her the most was close at hand, she was so sad that she wanted to rush over and grab her mother's hand, but she was wrapped in flames and there was no way out.
Dizzy and helpless, she ran for a long time, and at last she was about to run from the fire to the edge of the wall.
The scene suddenly shifts to an iron gate beneath the towering city walls.
She ran into a cell.
The thick, dark iron door slammed behind it.
The cries and shouts were gone, and the dark cell was only a small window, and a few rays of pale light came in, dim and cold.
There were many girls in the room, their faces could not be seen clearly, and their despair and helplessness spread over the whole room like cold water.
As soon as he turned around, two jailers ghostly paced down the deep hallway, keys clashing on their waists, clanging, ding-ding-ringing.
She frantically pushed the door and shouted for me to let me out, and they came over with hideous faces and sneered at her through the door: "Get out? You can't get out, Gu Yufu has already been sold for a hundred taels. β
Bursts of laughter burst into her ears, and everyone pointed at her:
"What a shame."
"Anyone can do it."
"It's just a plaything."
She screamed and shouted that I wasn't, but no one listened, so she clung to her knees helplessly and cried. The sound of laughter gradually became smaller, and when I raised my head again, the girls around me all became Yong Dynasty soldiers who died in battle in a trance.
They stood up crookedly, mutilated, covered in blood, limping slowly towards her, everyone stretched out their hands to grab her, and a dull voice surrounded them: "It's her, she betrayed the Yong Dynasty, she killed us..."
She fell to the ground and kept retreating, but a pair of hands reached out behind her back to grab her neck, her back stiffened, and she turned around with difficulty, and saw Daddy's expressionless face: "Why, why do you still want to go to him......"
"Yufu, wake up! Baby..."
An anxious voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and she instantly fell into a wide and warm embrace, and those cries, screams, seemed to be suddenly gone.
Hazy opened her eyes, and Yu Fu found that she was still in the bedroom of the small courtyard.
The night was so thick that even the starlight was extinguished, and I couldn't tell what day it was.
Yang Shao came back somehow, he was still wearing court clothes, and he was hugging her in his arms, his face was faintly uneasy.
"Brother Shao..." she turned her head blankly, looking at him but there was an inexplicable alienation, as if the three thousand cold currents of the past life river were blocked in her heart, and she couldn't spit it out or swallow it.
Can this person aspire to it?
Can this person still have an exclusive possession?
Before she could answer, she rubbed her warm fingertips to wipe her tears.
It turned out that in the dream, she had already wet her clothes from crying.
"Fu'er, you're in a bad mood, don't be afraid, I'm back." The low and slow voice was full of pity, Yang Shao reached out and touched the back of her neck again, and his brows were twisted, "My body is sweaty, I'll ask someone to bring hot water." β
Yang Shao said and turned around to leave.
"Don't, don't go!" Yufu suddenly climbed on his arm, like a drowning man grasping at the straw that saved his life, and he was afraid that he would disappear, and his voice was also crying.
Yang Shao hurriedly turned around and hugged her tighter, hugged her in his arms and gently patted her back to comfort: "If you don't go, you won't go, I'm not going anywhere." β
After a while, when the cold hands and feet slowly regained their warmth, Yufu realized that everything was just a nightmare. The broken hair on the sideburns had already been stuck to the side of the face with sweat, she held his hand and slowly sat up, and asked blankly, "Brother Shao, why did you come back?" β
"You're at home, and I'm like an arrow." Yang Shao said and took her hand and kissed it on her lips, "Fortunately, I'm back, what did you dream about just now?" β
"It's nothing..."Yu Fu's eyes flickered and dimmed, she couldn't see clearly in the night, she didn't dare to tell Yang Shao how scared she was, let alone tell him what caused her to be so scared, so as not to worry him.
"Whatever it is, I'll be with you when I'm back. Sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Yang Shao didn't ask much, he took off his robe and lay down with her in his arms.
She nestled in his arms, her head resting on his chin, and the sound of his steady heartbeat came like a soothing Sanskrit song, soothing her tired and fluttering soul.
Neither of them spoke again, and in the depths of the night, only a few insect chirps could be heard occasionally.
His hands were intertwined with her fingers, and they were clenched tightly.
This sleep is a dreamless night.