Seeing that the Thirteenth Master gave himself a face in public, Zhao Jiashi was ashamed and angry, and said: "I'm not the only one who said that everyone knows about Brother, why can't I say it?" "Thirteen lost his mother when he was a child, and E-Niang did not have any title during her lifetime, and the matrilineal power is nothing. The harem is weird, he is cautious and forbearing, and he just wants to grow up peacefully.

After Zhao Jiashi entered the door, no matter how arrogant and presumptuous she was, he never blushed with her.

The Thirteenth Master was not good at talking, and he refused to make noise in front of people, so he only stared at Zhao Jia's silence gloomily. Zhao Jia's hates Thirteen like this, what he has to say is always held in his heart, he can't say anything about suffering, he can't say anything about grievances, and he habitually looks on coldly.

Bafujin is a little older, and he is the master's family, so he smiled first and said, "That's it, the internal affairs of the boudoir are not easy for outsiders to discuss." Huang Ama ordered the people of Nanfu to send two plays to the eighth master, let's watch the play. Da Fu Jin and San Fu Jin also came out to be peacemakers, and they all said, "Watch the play, don't disturb the interest." ”

Only Sifujin smiled: "The fourteenth daughter-in-law hasn't said anything yet, and the two of you are making trouble." Then he said: "Yesterday I asked for peace in Yonghe Palace, and my mother also told me that you have been married for more than half a year, and your daughter-in-law's stomach has not moved at all, doesn't it make people anxious?" She was half-persuasive and half-smiling, squinting at Fourteen, as if to confirm Thirteen's words.

If a woman wants to gossip, it is really "difficult to chase four horses", and it is difficult to chase eight horses.

Fourteen: "I have a very good relationship with Weiwei, and I don't need to worry about my fourth sister-in-law." The fourth master, who has always been unsmiling, suddenly interjected, and followed his wife to gossip: "It is the responsibility of you and my brothers to extend the royal descendants, and the emperor also attaches great importance to it." You and the Thirteen should reflect on it, and it is only right that you give birth to the emperor and grandson for the Qing Dynasty as soon as possible. After speaking, regardless of the reaction of others, he paced in all directions.

The spectators scattered back to their seats, leaving my deity standing still, wondering what had just happened.

There are palace maids who use porcelain bowls to present two boiled eggs, because the banquet has not yet begun, and the guests are given a stomach first. I subconsciously reached out to pick it up, I dripping my mother, who knew that it was just fished out of the boiling water, so hot that I grinned, and threw it on the ground, almost crying and scolding my mother. The palace maid was so frightened that her heart trembled, and she knelt down first, and then said: "The slave should die, please use it again when Fujin is a little cold." ”

I smiled and said, "It's okay, you can get up." ”

Minqiu thought I wanted to eat, so she took out a handkerchief to wrap the eggs and peel them. Suddenly, a big hand snatched it, picked up the egg, and calmly peeled the shell. Sure enough, the skin is thick, and eating eggs is cheap. He handed me the white egg and said, "Don't burn your mouth." I took it with a handkerchief and asked, "Why did you come back again?" ”

Fourteen Dao: "The fourth brother and the starling brother are talking about the next month's Emperor Ama visiting the outside of the Saiwai, and I am bored listening to it. After a pause, he said slowly: "The palace has always been like this, fighting back and forth, not stopping for a moment, it's not your fault." You can't be angry with them. ”

Certainly not my fault! I said, "I'm not angry. ”

Fourteen smiled helplessly: "I really don't know if you are stupid, or you have no heart and lungs." ”

I took a bite of the egg and it tasted really good. Fourteen looked at me and asked, "Are you still eating?" I shook my head and said, "Keep your stomach and eat a big meal." Fourteen admonished: "Bafujin will lead someone to toast you, you are shallow, if you can shirk it, you can shirk it, don't slap your swollen face and become fat." For a while, the sound of gongs, drums and flutes paused, and it was time for the play to begin.

Fourteen saw that I didn't move and asked, "Why don't you go to the play?" ”

I've watched Korean dramas, American dramas, British dramas, pantomimes, stage plays, how can I still watch babbling live dramas, and I've watched them countless times, and it's nothing more than a live drama performed by a different person. I said, "It's boring. The thought flashed, and he said tentatively: "Why don't you take me to visit the Eighth Master's Mansion." "It's a cultural relic, and it's more interesting than Peking Opera. Unexpectedly, Fourteen didn't think about it, so he agreed, and said, "It's okay to go shopping, but you can't run around." I laughed heartily, "OK." ”

The simple English alphabet fourteen can be understood.

The most rare thing is that I can be alone with him, no matter where I go.

Quietly leaving the crowd, he took me to the garden first. The garden occupies an area of I don't know how big, pavilions, pavilions, rockeries, flowing water, corridors, and pavilions, as if there is no end in sight. Climb up a drum tower and look down, half of Beijing falls into view. The spring breeze is wrapped in the smell of vanilla, the birds are flying, the blue sky is like a still curtain, everything is so sudden.

I said, "Fourteen, when we open the mansion, will we also build a garden like this?" ”

Fourteen stood beside me with his hands behind his back, and his face showed a melancholy that I couldn't see, and he seemed to hear it, and he didn't seem to hear it, and he looked at it from afar, silently pondering. I looked at him, the sun was shining warmly around him, he was tall and straight like a pine tree, and for no reason it made my heart move and emotion.

I called softly, "Fourteen." ”

He turned his face, and the resolute face was still unfading, and I grabbed the robe on his chest, stood on tiptoe, and pouted lightly on his cool lips. I closed my eyes tightly, not daring to look at his look.

This was my first kiss. Whether it is modern, or worn to the Qing Dynasty.

No wonder the ancients said that the heart of spring is rippling, ah, so it is.

The moment was long and short, the warm wind blew my earrings, and I fell to my neck, and I dropped my heels, and lowered my face, not daring to look at him. He remained silent, and I don't know how long it took before he said, "It's time to eat, let's go back." He descended the stairs first, and I followed him excitedly and in frustration, and became so shy that I let it go.

The eighth master's birthday banquet was noisy until midnight, and I went back to the brother's office with the fourteenth, thirteenth and Zhaojia clan before the lock. The next day, somehow, the news that Fourteen and I were in the same room as the Fifteenth of the Lunar New Year hit all corners of the Forbidden City like a tornado.

Concubine De couldn't sit still, so she called Fourteen to Yonghe Palace for a harsh lecture, and then called me to teach me all kinds of ways to please men and serve men. is worthy of Kangxi's harem, that's really... I can't finish talking about it for a few days and nights. Then, the adults in the Tai Hospital boiled all kinds of "tonics" and sent them to my room, and they had to stare at me to drink them before they would go back to my life.

Hey, the consequences of drinking are really hormonal rises, and I want to pounce when I see a man.

But Fourteen is still the same as always, staying alone in the South Courtyard, listening to the palace people say that he has to practice the sword for an hour every night, do half-hour sit-ups and push-ups, etc., and sometimes beat Kubu until the early hours of the morning, I thought: This medicine is still not enough.

Hey.

After making trouble for a while, Kangxi was going to go out of the palace to patrol the palace, and Concubine De was busy preparing for everything, so she didn't have time to care about me and Fourteen. Kangxi went out, in addition to the ministers and guards who needed to be arranged, and more importantly, what kind of women should be serving by his side. Most of the older concubines are reluctant to go out, so they can only use some young ones with low ranks. Moreover, if there are ministers presenting beautiful women along the way, someone must also take care of them, and they must not lose their proportions. After being screened by Concubine De, Kangxi personally set a few more before the roster was implemented.

My problem is that Fourteen is going to go on patrol with Hu, but I can't go.

The food and clothing along the 14th Road are all dispatched by the Internal Affairs Bureau, and I don't have to worry at all. But I was worried about him, and I was reluctant to give him up, so I hurriedly packed the dried beef jerky and pork jerky in small purses, thinking that sometimes he was on an errand in front of the emperor, and when he couldn't take care of eating, he could also fill his belly. Besides, he was afraid that the weather outside the plug would be dry, so he prepared four or five jars of butter for him to wipe his face. He also had gloves, a change of socks, a sweat towel, a medicine bag for making tea, and even matches and salt.

Ponder: If something happens, you can use it in the wild for a few days.

Fourteen looked at the three piles of things, one head and two big, frowned and said, "I'm not going to war, is it necessary to bring so many things?" He fiddled with the butter jar and said, "This is what women use... Salt? I'm still stir-frying..."In the end, he got impatient and said frantically: "What is this? I instructed one by one: "This is the medicine bag to drink when the wind blows and has a headache, this is the medicine bag to drink when the nose is runny, this is the medicine bag to eat for diarrhea, this is..." ”

I didn't know how to convince him, so I simply told Zhang Fangfang and secretly hid in his carriage.

It was three months after the holy car was gone, and when I was not married before, a year or two passed quickly. Now that I have fourteen, my heart is thinking, and it is getting harder and harder day by day. I wrote to Fourteen almost every day, and there was almost no reply. Even if there is a reply, it is sandwiched in Concubine De's invitation to be an, with a few words.

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