Fight, that's what should be argued. But the days can't just stop.

After a few days, I think about it from the beginning, was it just because he said that he was sexually extravagant? Over the years, she has given too much, but she has never been rewarded as she deserves, and she has suffered too many grievances recently. She habitually pretends to be sensible and smiles, but some things are forgotten, and grievances have been accumulating there. Then, Liu Ying said a word lightly, as if putting the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, she couldn't hold back anymore, and suddenly burst out.

However, I was reluctant to give up on that man.

When he was around, he felt a thousand grievances. However, after only a few days away from him, I can't help but miss him.

Let's try harder. Zhang Yan said to herself. At this point, I really haven't been willing to let go.

Although the mother dismissed her that day, she also tactfully reminded her that she had enough temper, and it was time to go back to Weiyang Palace.

Zhang Yan pursed her lips, she lost her temper that day, but it caused this embarrassing situation. She simply threw her hand and ran back to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, and returned to the palace without a sigh of relief. Where do you want to put your face?

The autumn breeze in Chang'an in September gradually rose, she was greedy for cold, and refused to let people take down the bamboo cue, when she just fell asleep, she didn't feel anything, and in the middle of the night, she felt the slightest coolness seeping up from below, and her hands and feet were cold unconsciously, and she was a little dizzy when she got up the next day.

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you." Tu Yu changed the incense in the incense burner, and said, "Niangniang knows that she is wrong this time." I asked Xiao Lai to cook a bowl of ginger soup, although it is not serious, it is always good to drink and drink to diffuse the cold. ”

"Alright, alright." Zhang Yan said impatiently, "Talk about it again." You'll be an old woman, no wonder you can't find anyone to marry you. ”

Tu Yu snorted and raised his head stubbornly, "It's that I don't look down on them." He quickly changed his complexion and pretended to say, "Is this what the mother should say?" Isn't my mother tired of me and always thinking of the idea of sending me out? ”

While speaking, a maid brought a boiled ginger soup under the curtain, and the wooden curtain took it and held it in front of Zhang Yan. Blowing cool with a ladle, "Let's go in." ”

"Don't." The smell of ginger soup wafted into her nose, and Zhang Yan turned her head willfully. "I didn't drink this stuff since I was a kid, and I hated it when I smelled it."

"Niangniang," Mu Xi elongated her voice, "you refuse to remove the mat and it is cold, and you have to play tricks and not drink ginger soup." Later, I will go to the eldest princess to complain and see what the princess has to say about you. ”

Zhang Yan was helpless, so she took a few sips of the spoon in Muxi's hand, motioned her to put it down, and moistened her mouth with plums. Tu Yu came out with a set of crimson ice silk long peach pattern embroidered deep clothes, and said. "Niangniang, are you wearing this today?"

It was a favorite piece of clothing for Zhang Yan on weekdays, but this time Zhang Yan hesitated. said sullenly, "It's too flowery, let's change to a vegetarian one." ”

Tu Yu and Mu Xi were surprised, looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts. Although Niangniang refused to admit defeat to His Majesty, her heart was actually soft.

So I picked out a set of plain skirts. The skirt is not long enough to drag the ground, and the embroidery on the face is also sparse. Corresponding to combing a vertebral bun, Zhang Yan shook her head, signaling that there was no need to shake the ornament. Tu Yu took a step back, looked at this queen mother who she had brought up since she was a child, and thought proudly in her heart, if you are beautiful, you will look good in fat and thin. Just like Ah Yan, gorgeous and gorgeous, elegant and elegant.

It works well no matter how you look at it.

Zhang Yan lazily leaned on the fenced bookcase, staring blankly at the smoke swirling on the incense burner in the room, thinking to herself, why do you think this scene is familiar?

Her mind was dull, and it took a long time for her to figure it out.

It's a poem I read many years ago.

"The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the golden beast is sold in the brain. The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated. ”

She got up, pushed the window to pick up, and looked out from the boudoir embroidery building on the second floor, it was the courtyard of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, and now it was autumn and September, and the chrysanthemums were blooming brilliantly.

The sparse wolf swept over the thin paper spread out, Zhang Yan silently wrote these sentences that seemed to be engraved in her mind, and then read them, feeling slightly cool.

“…… After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. ”

Many years ago, or many years later, the woman who had just tuned her handsomeness wrote this poem and asked someone to send it. When her husband unfolded this letter in the distance, what was the consciousness that swelled up at the first glance when she saw these longing words?

When it is *.

Mo Dao doesn't kill his soul.

The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

If you are willing to roll up the curtain and look at me, by this time, will I be thinner, or will the chrysanthemum be thinner?

Although the words are good, they are not soft, Zhang Yan suddenly became irritable, crumpled the written paper into a ball, and threw it aside. Unfolded a piece of paper and rewrote a small poem: "Green ants make new wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of it?"

This one is much brighter and clearer than Shicai's one, she looks more comfortable, and groans in her heart, but she still feels that she is standing too low.

I'm always the one who waits for you, but you never come to me.

So he was angry in his heart, and he rubbed it and threw it away.

"Mother." Mu Xi brought a plate of halva pears into the room and said with a smile, "The eldest princess sent it over to Niangniang to taste, saying that it tasted very sweet." ”

She hummed and said, "Thank you for me, Grandma, put it down." ”

Mu Xi put down the pear, looked at Zhang Yan and picked it up, picked it up, hid it in her sleeve, walked out of the ear room, walked through the corridor, and bowed in front of Xia Xinyuan, "See Master Hou." ”

Zhang Ao nodded, turned around, and asked, "What is the queen doing now?" ”

Mu Xi handed out the paper hidden in his sleeve and said, "This morning, Niangniang got up a little bit of a cold, and she has been writing after drinking ginger soup." Write for a while and be in a daze. However, she didn't want any of these written things. I kneaded it all and threw it away. I'll pick them out and give them to the Hou Ye. ”

"Hmm." Zhang Ao nodded and said, "Good job." ”

He unfolded the several pieces of paper that had been crumpled, looked at the handwriting of A Yanjuanxiu on it, and suddenly was a little stunned.

"Master Hou?" Mu Xi called softly.

"Nothing." He hurriedly lowered his eyes, "You go back first." Don't keep the queen waiting. Serve the mother with your heart. ”

"No." Mu Xi replied in a clear voice

In the study, Zhang Ao flattened the two broken letters. put it in a small lacquer box, and ordered, "Order someone to send it to Weiyang Palace to Your Majesty." ”

"It's just that the letter is too broken." Next to him, the old man couldn't help but twist his beard and said, "It is disrespectful to give it to Your Majesty, you might as well ask someone to copy it again like Niangniang herself." ”

"Sir," Zhang Ao said with a smile, "but I don't understand the mentality of children in this world." The more broken it is, the more I'm afraid, Your Majesty will look at it. The more mixed feelings. ”

Moreover, Zhang Ao thought about it, everything is a text. The center has affection so that the pen sees sex, and the words of temperament become more and more far-reaching, but Ah Yan's two words are written too affectionately, touching people's souls, if Your Majesty is not hard-hearted. I'm afraid it's also going to be moved.

He had always hoped that his daughter would get the most honorable position and the most satisfying happiness, and the queen's throne was the most illustrious garment in the world, so he tried his best to give it to her. But at this time, from those two residual poems, I glimpsed her sadness.

It seems, in this karma. Ah Yan fell much deeper than he thought.

"Third uncle. Look, this ......" Zhang Ao couldn't help but say.

"No hurry, no hurry." The old man, who was called the third uncle, touched his beard. He sighed, "The time has not yet come." ”

Maybe it was because she secretly poured the remaining half bowl of ginger soup under the osmanthus tree in front of the boudoir window, and the next day, Zhang Yan felt more and more hoarse and her head ached.

At this time, there are still people who make her not pure.

"Auntie. You smell so good. A limp body pounced over, and the six-year-old raised his head in Zhang Yan's arms. A pair of eyes are full of vitality, with a faint milky fragrance on his body.

"Fan Xiaojing." Zhang Yan said annoyedly on the side, "Don't you see that my sister is sad, don't you get off my sister quickly." ”

This son's name is Fan Jing, and he is the only son of Fan Yan and Cao Rui, the generals of Changle Household, and he can be regarded as the cousin of Zhang Yan's sister and brother. is only six years old this year, and it is said that he is the same as his father when he was a child, a demon king in the mixed world, who doesn't like to read, and loves to dance with guns and sticks. In fact, Fan Yan is very satisfied with this son and feels that he can inherit the mantle of the Fan family in the future. But Cao Rui couldn't get used to his temperament and insisted on forcing him to study. Where did the six-year-old child sit in the study, so he sneaked out and took the vendor's food above the Chang'an Street Market, but he couldn't give the money, and was carried back to the house by Zhang Yan who was passing by.

Zhang Yan and his sister have had a very good relationship since childhood, and after Zhang Yan married into Weiyang Palace, they rarely saw each other. In the past few days, she has been detained in the Hou Mansion, Zhang Yan is extremely happy, and most of the time she stayed in Sister A's Garden, and now she has dragged a small oil bottle, and the child is not taboo, so she brought it over.

But unexpectedly, his hated teeth itched. This kid is a little pervert, looking at the beauty of his sister's birth, he relies on it more than he, a younger brother.

"Ahh Zhang Yan coughed a few times, afraid that she would be too sick to give the child, pushed Fan Jing away, and called her younger brother, "You seem to have some ...... for your emperor's uncle."

Liu Ying has always been gentle with her relatives. took care of himself in every way back then, and now he is naturally not inferior to Zhang Yan, who is also a nephew.

But when it comes to it, Zhang Yan is far from being as close to Liu Ying as he was back then.

After all, it was a child, Zhang Yan couldn't help but say after all, "Sister Ah was very happy when she was with me at home in the past. Since marrying into Weiyang Palace, don't say that I have rarely seen me. Every time it's rare, Sister A's brows are locked. ”

Uncle is good, but whatever he says, he is more of his sister-in-law.

Zhang Yan was stunned and smiled dumbly.

In the final analysis, it turns out that the root cause is in oneself.

"Don't ask about adults, if children don't understand." Zhang Yan smiled faintly, and reached out to make his hair into a chicken nest maliciously. When I was a child, I hated adults for using this as an excuse, but when I grew up, I used it very naturally.

After a while, Xiao Fan Jing looked at Zhang Yan, then at Zhang Yan, and suddenly a little confused, and asked, "Aunt Queen is Xiao Yan's sister, my name is Brother Xiao Yan, why do you want to call Aunt?" ”

He was young and ignorant, and his words were a little upside down, and he didn't know that he was touching his cousin's most sensitive place, and his face darkened for a while, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard someone outside the door covering his mouth and coughing.

Fan Jing turned around curiously and saw a young man in Xuanyi standing at the door of the ear room. The appearance looks, as if, is somewhat familiar. But because of his young age, he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhang Yan lowered his hand and stood up, covered his eyes and called, "Uncle Emperor." ”

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Well. Sure enough, I didn't catch up with the gift of Xiao Ayan.

I had to continue tomorrow.

Friendly reminder,There is a chapter before this chapter.,You can go and see the children's shoes that Mi has seen.。

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