Chapter 45: The sick lady sat up in shock, and the tyrant was myself
Su Yuan sat on the stone in a daze, his hands on his cheeks, and his eyes stared at the frozen water surface with a dull gaze.
After some time, she looked up, looked at the door that was still closed, and sighed faintly.
It turns out that the orchid pond, as the name suggests, is really a pond with orchids.
The environment here is elegant and quiet, with a large courtyard with clean and clear pond water. If it was summer, Su Yuan would definitely be able to see the shadowy swimming fish inside, and he would not be as bored and restless as he is now.
From yesterday when Gao Yan told her that she would get married in three days and then sent someone to lock her up, she has been here for a whole day.
It was as if she was cut off from the world, unable to receive any news about the outside world, and she did not know Shen Yan's movements.
She rubbed her hair irritably, then stood up and paced the edge of the pool.
Gao Yan was sent by Gao Yan on the side, and the little maid who had been following her spoke in a thin voice, comforting Su Yuan and said: "Queen Mother, don't worry, in two days, Your Majesty will let you out." ”
Su Yuan stopped his movements, glanced at the little maid, and said angrily: "Don't call me the queen mother!" ”
The queen mother of the god, the old lady is the emperor!
The little maid was unfazed: "Yes, Queen Mother." ”
Su Yuan: ......
I found that none of you people in the Ming Kingdom seem to understand human speech.
The little maid continued to persuade Su Yuan: "Queen Mother, Your Majesty said that he has sent someone to hand over wedding invitations to your sister and friends. In two days, at the time of the wedding, you will be able to meet them. ”
"Wedding invitation?" Su Yuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, a trace of puzzlement appeared in his eyes, and he muttered, "Doesn't Shen Yan dislike them?" How can you still hand out invitations? ”
The little maid smiled: "Of course, Your Majesty feels sorry for Niangniang, and is willing to fight with others for the sake of Niangniang." ”
Su Yuan: "Hehe. ”
If she really believed him, she would have a ghost!
She now suspects that Shen Yan is using her as bait, and the marriage or something is fake, in fact, he wants to lure Su Zixi and them to the Ming Kingdom and wipe them out on his territory.
Ill-intentioned, cunning!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start worrying about Su Zixi.
With her level of naivety, she can't really be fooled.
Su Yuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his feet and was about to walk into the house.
The little maid hurried to follow.
After Su Yuan entered the house, he closed the door with lightning speed, leaned against the door and said to her: "I'm not feeling well, I want to sleep for a while, don't disturb me." ”
"Queen Mother, do you want to invite the imperial doctor to come and have a look?" The little maid's tone was a little anxious: "Do you want to tell Your Majesty?" ”
"Hey! Don't don't, don't! Su Yuan hurriedly stopped: "I'm just a little tired, you just need to guard the door, you don't have to be so excited." ”
The little maid paused and replied, "...... Be. ”
After receiving the reply, Su Yuan exhaled softly, tiptoed to the table, picked up the pen and began to write.
"Zixi, Xun Xiang, you don't have to worry about me. The most important thing now is to protect the Supreme Kingdom and protect yourself. Don't come to Mingguo, don't fall into the trap of Shen Wei. ”
She simply wrote down what she was going to say on a small piece of paper, then pinched it and dried it, rolled it into a small tube, walked to the back window, gently opened the window, and whistled.
After a while, a white carrier pigeon flew and stopped on Su Yuan's arm.
She tied the note to the pigeon's leg and released it.
The white dove waved its wings and dropped a few feathers, and Su Yuan leaned against the side of the bed with his head propped up, his eyes full of worry, watching it fly farther and farther, and then retracted his gaze.
And just as she turned around, the pigeon was shot by a sharp arrow and fell to the ground.
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In the dormitory, Gao Yan is concentrating on carving on the fine rosewood with a knife.
Tiny sawdust slowly fell on the table with his white and slender fingers, and the young man's expression was meticulous, as if he was treating some perfect work of art.
"Your Majesty."
Hearing that a guard was coming, he didn't look up, continued to move his hand, and said lightly: "Say." ”
"The queen wanted to send a letter out, but was stopped by her subordinates." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and presented a white dove that had been shot by a sharp arrow: "Your Majesty, please look." ”
Hearing this, Gao Yan's fingers stopped and lifted his eyes: "What is written on it?" ”
The guard untied the note from the white dove's leg and respectfully handed it to him.
He took it and looked at it, crumpled the note with an expressionless face, and threw it into the brazier burning at his feet, watching the flames swallow and burn the paper little by little, and asked his subordinates: "Have they arrived in the Ming Kingdom?" ”
They, of course, refer to Su Zixi and his party.
"When I arrived, according to Your Majesty's orders, I have arranged for them to stay in the post house, but Your Majesty handed over three invitations, but only two people came."
Gao Yan's eyes moved: "Which two?" ”
The guard replied, "Princess Chaoyun and the Prime Minister of the Supreme Kingdom. ”
“…… I see. Gao Yan pondered for a moment, continued the carving in his hand, and waved his hand to his subordinates: "You go down." ”
The guards looked at Gao Yan, their eyes full of puzzlement, and they wanted to say something but stopped talking.
The young emperor in front of him has been sitting here for a day and a night, and the rosewood in his hand has gradually carved the prototype of a young girl.
He could see that the clothes were about the appearance of the queen's mother.
There is a custom that has been passed down for many years in the Ming Kingdom, before men and women get married, if they carve the appearance of two newlyweds with wood, and then put the wood carving on the head of the bed, then this marriage can be blessed by the immortals, and the beauty of harmony, never separated.
Most people will find a carpenter in advance, and the wood is only the most ordinary pine or fir, after all, this kind of thing is not necessary, just to ask for good luck.
But Gao Yan found a piece of fine rosewood, and with his own hands, day and night, carved Su Yuan's appearance with a knife.
He didn't carve well, clumsy and clumsy, and even cut his fingers many times.
"What do you want to say?" Gao Yan frowned and looked at the scratches on his hands oozing blood, picked up the towel on the side and wiped it casually, and asked with his eyes down.
The subordinate looked at the blood-stained white scarf, but still couldn't help but remind him: "Your Majesty, if you are attentive, you can let the best carpenter in the palace carve it, why bother ......"
He watched Gao Yan's face sink, his voice gradually lost his confidence, and finally fell silent.
Gao Yan's black eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, and he glanced at him slantingly, and his tone couldn't hear too many ups and downs, but it made him shudder: "If you can't speak, it's better to cut off your tongue." ”
"The subordinates are talkative." The guard hurriedly bent down and saluted, secretly annoyed that he shouldn't have been so careless.
"Stand down."
In short, the two words were shocking, but the guards hurriedly withdrew from the dormitory as if they had been pardoned.
In the middle of the night, Gao Yan stopped the carving knife and gently brushed away the sawdust on the face of the wood carving, revealing a bright face that was very similar to Su Yuan.
The rest of his carvings are clumsy, but this is the only one that is the best.
Because of this face, he used to paint it on paper a thousand times.