Chapter Seventy-Six: Good Morning

In the early morning, when Gongsun Yan woke up from the thick brocade bedding, the sky was just bright outside.

She rolled over and buried herself again in the fragrant and soft quilt.

The candles in the silver and bronze bull lamp at the foot of the light bed have burned out, and a line of candle tears hangs from the side of the polished candlestick.

The fragrance in the room is lingering, making people lazy from the cracks of the bones.

There were sounds of insects and birds chirping outside the window, and I didn't pay attention to the sound of gurgling water in the courtyard yesterday, and the pond was still alive.

Gongsun Yan opened his eyes and stared at Chengchen hanging above the bed, and looked at the exquisite cloud pattern on the plain grosgrain for a while.

At this moment, she has to admit that comfort and luxury are really corrosive.

Tilting his head to take a look, the thin and transparent plain silk screen standing next to the bed was very transparent, and he could almost see the situation outside.

Gongsun Yan rested on the hidden sac on her side, looked at it for a long time, and made sure that there was no one outside, so she sat up.

Last night, in order to maintain the filial piety of the woman, she refused the meal prepared for her by the Jiang lady, and only drank a few mouthfuls of rice soup brought by the maid when she bathed.

Now I'm hungry and my heart is close to my back.

After making sure that there was no one outside, she got up, shrank into the corner of the bed, and bought a small loaf of bread and a bottle of milk.

I swallowed it like a war, and bought a bottle of water to rinse my mouth to remove possible tastes from my mouth.

Empty bottles and bags are thrown directly into the system store.

It is in this way that she has always maintained a filial piety in front of outsiders.

Even the personal maids Ah Qing and Ah Lan didn't see any flaws, and kept persuading her not to be too sad and lose her body.

It is estimated that only Zhao Yun may guess some clues, but with his temperament, he will never reveal half a word.

Due to the deliberate promotion of the Xiangguan Lieutenant's Mansion, at this time, the reputation of Gongsun Yan Chunxiao had spread all over the north through the caravans that came and went from Xiangguan.

Such a reputation may not seem to be of much use at first glance.

But it can bring real protection to her now.

A pure filial woman must be a full-fledged servant for her family.

The first benefit is that she doesn't have to be taken care of by the Gongsun family when she is weak.

Even if someone sees her usefulness and intends to exchange her for something, she has the perfect excuse to refuse during the filial piety period.

After the filial piety period?

After three years of filial piety, she is still so weak and in a state of being manipulated, then she can directly find a piece of tofu and kill her.

There is no need for waste to live.

Another benefit is that she can live directly in a manor on the outskirts of the city under the pretext of marrying filial piety for her family.

Avoid being trapped in the Gongsun family, being pulled directly into the quagmire of the house fight, and then being defeated by them with their rich experience.

She came to this time and space more than 1,800 years later, not to fight with a few ancients.

After the world was divided into three parts, the achievements of the Sima clan usurping Cao Wei were exhausted within a generation, and the excessive division and internal fighting continued, which directly drained the vitality and blood of the Han people in the Central Plains, and finally made the Chinese hell on earth.

Five nonsense, every time these four words come to mind, they make Gongsun Yan tremble.

Such a small corner of the troubled times in Yangqu has made her dare not touch meat for several days.

She didn't dare to imagine how tragic the Wuhu Chaohua, which was evaluated by various historians as a hell on earth, would be.

Tentatively changed slightly, and it was destroyed under the iron hooves of the Wuhuan people.

She even wondered if there really was such a thing as historical revisionism in this world.

She didn't know if what she had done since then would be able to reverse the course of the plane, she could only do her best.

Gongsun Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity and wrapped himself in a quilt like a silkworm chrysalis.

Next, there is a family of best relatives to face!

Just indulge yourself for a quarter of an hour!

"Yan Niangzi."

Gongsun Yan's expectation of lying in bed was almost immediately shattered by the cries outside the door.

It's the Jiang lady!

She wordlessly ripped off the quilt covering her head, closed her eyes and didn't want to answer for a while.

Seeing that there was no answer in the house, the Jiang lady did not dare to trespass, so she had to raise her voice and call again.

"Come in."

Finally, there was a response, and the Jiang lady disappeared from her anxious look, and pushed open the door with a smile.

"Mrs. Yan, the head of the house invites you to go to the front hall of the main house for breakfast."

Gongsun Yan, who had excellent eyesight after crossing, did not miss the anxiety of the Jiang lady in a flash.

Tell her to go to breakfast, do you need to be anxious?

Gongsun Yan knew that something should have happened, but she didn't panic.

"Okay. Mrs. Jiang waited, I'll freshen up and change clothes. She sat up slowly and methodically from the brocade quilt.

The loose bedgown was draped over his body, and his black hair was scattered, revealing a slender neck and a small half of his collarbone.

There is no problem with her posture, but her slow movements make the Jiang lady who has something in her heart feel anxious.

But she didn't dare to urge, and only bowed to the side.

Ah Qing and Ah Ran, who had already woken up and changed into a green maidservant's deep clothes, brought hot water and green salt for washing.

Gongsun Yan knelt on the table and took the silk towel from A Qing to cover his face.

Alain combed her long hair behind her.

Looking at the slow and logical movements of the three of them, Jiang Niangzi couldn't help but show a little anxious look.

"Mrs. Jiang, is there anything in a hurry?" Gongsun Yan wiped the corners of his eyes with a silk towel, as if he had just discovered it, and asked sincerely.

"This ......" The Jiang lady looked at Gongsun Yan's clear and innocent eyes, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "This morning, Tian Gong, the subordinate general of the Marquis of Ji, came to visit. ”

The Marquis of Ji is Gongsun Yan's cheap father, Gongsun Zhan, and Dong Zhuo gave him the title in the name of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty during his lifetime.

Who else is there besides Tian Kai under the command of the Marquis of Ji.

If you want to come to Tiankai Manor, you should have a harvest, and you came to block the door early in the morning.

It's really ......

Well done!

Gongsun Yan showed a sincere smile on his face at this time: "Is Uncle Tian here?" ”

"That's great." She instructed Ah Qing and Ah Ran, "Hurry up, don't let Grandpa and Uncle Tian wait in a hurry." ”

Looking at the joy on Gongsun's face, the face of the Jiang lady with a smile stiffened, what happened in the lobby of the main mansion at this time was not something to be happy about.

However, Gongsun Yan was willing to speed up, which was a good thing, and the Jiang lady hurriedly withdrew and ordered someone to prepare for the step.

Gongsun Yan no longer had ink here, she sped up and rubbed her teeth with green salt, and changed into a brand new plain linen clothes.

Yesterday, Jiang Niangzi was instructed to remove the spices and curtains, and at this time, it seemed that all of them had been removed, and the air in the house was much fresher.

Walking through the corridor, as soon as he came into contact with the cold air of early spring, Gongsun Yan was aroused with goosebumps.

Resisting the urge to ring her arms, she looked up and saw a tall and straight figure not far away, standing at the gate of the courtyard, as if guarding.

Even if it was just a back, Gongsun Yan could easily recognize who it was.

As if sensing her gaze, the person turned around, and Gongsun Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and smile at him.

Early!