Prince Yong's mansion has not yet been mourned, Li's coffin is placed in the side hall of her courtyard, the furnishings in the house are still as usual, and the slaves and maids dare not move at all. Da Gege and Hongshi cried for a night, and were persuaded by the mothers to eat and rest in the morning. The fourth master entered the house alone, and the people below crept out with their faces on their faces. It was quiet, and compared to the scorching sun outside the window, the room was still dark and obscure. The fourth master stood at the open-carved door of the flower hall and the inner room, his eyes paused in the scarlet tent. He remembered that when he had left the day before, she had been lying in the tent, with her back to him, her shoulders covered with green silk, her clothes half-faded, and he had wanted to gather the quilt for her.

But he didn't, for fear of disturbing her sleep, he didn't even see her back for the last time.

The tip of his nose was astringent, he stepped over the threshold and entered, the bedroom was filled with a strong smell of her, because her name has a jasmine character, so she was particularly fond of jasmine, and every year she always picked a lot of jasmine to make spices and soaps, and over time, her body was stained with the fragrance of jasmine. On the bedside table lay several pots of blooming white jasmine, and a few small flowers sprouted from the green leaves, tiny and fragile, as if they were about to wither when the wind blows. The fourth master remembered Li's naughty words and said, "Master, do you think I look better, or jasmine is better?" At that time, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was very delicate, and she had not long been born Da Gege.

Turning the screen, the long cloak that Li Shi wrapped in the night was casually placed on the truss, and under the truss was a pair of soft forging shoes embroidered with begonia birds and birds, and the heels of the shoes were stepped on in the shoes, as if she had just taken them off, and the girls had not had time to clean them up. The fourth master turned from the bedroom to the study, and saw the neat rice paper on the jade case, she stood behind the table and frowned, and said angrily: "These words are too difficult to write, how can Hongshi learn them?" Every time, he always made a straight face and said: "Anyone in such and such a family can write more than 100 words."

Thinking of the trivial things that were inadvertent in the past, the fourth master was unbearable, his chest was like being stabbed with a blunt object, his breathing was stagnant in pain, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with a piece of hot coal, burning hotly. He sat down on the stool, desperately holding back his grief, and when his mind gradually calmed down, he got up, but saw the pen and ink on the case at a glance: one wish Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wish is that the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan's last sentence She didn't finish writing, and the copper plate big pen fell on the word "year".

It was the poem he read to her.

The fourth master murmured: I saw each other for a long time, and I read it twice for a long time, and the tears finally rolled down irrepressibly. He almost fainted, stood unsteadily, staggered down, slammed into the horns of the stool hand, and the muffled sound was painful, and he couldn't help but cry with a chirp. At this time, the sun was setting and dusk, and the room was full of Li's voice and laughter, and the thin glow fell on the fourth master through the finely carved flower window, only to see him with his back to the sunset, half leaning on the stool hand, his shoulders trembling, and making a suppressed whimper.

Prince Yong's mansion side Fu Jin disease, in the capital set off a small storm. The funeral is more luxurious than the concubines in the palace who are sick and mourned, and the coffin is made of a wood that is not broken for 10,000 years, and the minister of Qin Tianjian is invited to send a funeral obituary on a certain day, and the spirit is suspended for 7749 days, and there are monks in the house every day to take turns chanting the scriptures, and the soul of the dead is exceeded. The death of a side Fujin should not be so extravagant and extravagant, but the Li family is related to the heart of the fourth master, and Fujin didn't even dare to persuade him, so he could only let it go.

According to my identity, I didn't have to visit Prince Yong's mansion in person, so I sent Shu Fang Fujin and two mothers-in-law to the funeral. Shu Fang Fujin had not been out of Baylor Mansion for several years, and he was very happy to go out for a walk, so he went happily. At night, she went home and told me what she had seen and heard, and when she saw that my face was tired, she did not dare to say a word, that is, she was blessed and retreated.

When I had a snack, Fourteen told me about the fourth master's mourning in the palace, and I was shocked, I didn't want the unfathomable and wise Emperor Yongzheng to have such a fragile and painful cry. I sighed: "One year, the fourth sister-in-law was pregnant and inconvenient to enter the palace to serve, and the fourth master brought the Li family into the Yonghe Palace to prepare a Chinese New Year's Eve meal with me. Fourteen drank the cup of rice wine and said with a smile: "In your heart, how can there be bad people in this world?" I sandwiched two pieces of cold white lotus root, ate it with a click, and said, "You're pretty bad." Fourteen blinked and smiled: "Yes, I'm a bad person, and I'm bad for you alone!" He lowered his face again, stared at me and said, "I watched the fourth brother sitting on the ground crying a lot, thinking what would I do if something happened to you?" ”

I stopped joking and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you well and grow old with you." ”

Fourteen rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it the master who protects you?" ”

I righteously said: "Since ancient times, women have protected themselves by themselves, and it is not possible to rely solely on men. Look at Eniang, the position of her harem is definitely not given to her by Huang Ama, but she has worked hard to get it. Looking at the Li family again, isn't the fourth master protecting her enough? Even the four sisters-in-law had to give the Li family three points, but the Li family finally fell into the water and died, and his death was unknown. After a pause, he said: "I protect myself and let you not worry about me, so I should protect you." ”

Fourteen ignored my remarks, and said machismoly: "No matter how powerful Eniang is, if it weren't for Huang Amma's kindness, she wouldn't be able to go beyond Concubine Tong." Li's fall into the water was also because the fourth brother was not in the house. He opened his wine glass again, looked at me fixedly, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the death of the master, you would have been in a coma for a few years, and the emperor would have to let me marry another." ”

I buckled my chopsticks heavily and pretended to be angry: "You still dare to say it!" If it weren't for you, would I be unconscious? "In the three years when I went back to modern times, he didn't know how I was tormented, and I almost froze to death on the streets of Beijing.

The two of us thought of Ai Lian at the same time, and he thought that I didn't know that Nian Gege was Ai Lian.

He suddenly lost his lust and said, "It's me who is not good." "To tell the truth, after marrying me, in the two years when Ai Lian did not appear, Fourteen was full of guilt and pity for Ai Lian, and even had the feelings of first love, and never forgot his old lover. But I also know that if he hadn't fallen in love with Ailian first and mistakenly thought that Ailian was me, maybe he wouldn't have gone to Qianqing Palace to kneel all night and beg for advice. If he didn't ask for a decree, then at this time, it would be the Thirteenth Master who was sitting in front of me drinking.

It's not that the thirteenth master is bad, but it's that I am destined to have no chance with him.

Marriage is the will of God, and it is forced not to come, and it is reluctant.

I would like to thank Ai Lian for the knife, it was she who personally cut off the final connection with Fourteen.

Fourteen lowered his face and drank sullenly, I wanted to make him happy, so I smiled and said, "Ming'er, let's go out on a date, okay?" "Kangxi is out on patrol, and although the fourteenth political affairs are busy, he can grasp the time freely. Seeing that I was in high spirits, Fourteen said, "Where do you want to play?" I had a flash of inspiration and said, "Ming'er, you go to do political affairs first, and I'll wait for you at the place where we first met." After a pause, seeing that he showed a confused look, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You won't remember it, will you?" ”

Fourteen glared at me and said, "You take care of yourself, don't go the wrong way!" ”

Married for nearly ten years, the seven-year itch has been spent peacefully, I am to him, he is to me, the two are not tired of each other, but increasingly affectionate, which is also rare. When I think of Ming'er's date, I can't help but cheer, and I even walk as if I can jump up, light and happy, and I don't know the distress of Fourteen at all.

That's right, Fourteen did forget the place where they first met.

Because he only had Ai Lian in his memory for a few months, and Ai Lian, he had been trying to forget, so by the way, he forgot about me, who was still in the background at the time. The next day, he got up early and went to the criminal department, and complained to the ninth master: "Women are really troublesome!" ”

The ninth master thought it was funny and said with a smile: "Your daughter-in-law is a ghost elf, and her temperament has not changed over the years. I remember that I promised her how to shoot a musket. She also has a wide range of knowledge, even knowing the musket" The ninth master praised endlessly, and the fourteenth was quite proud, and he didn't feel that I was in trouble, so he said with a smile: "That's what I said." Originally, he could have asked when and where the Ninth Master first saw Weiwei, but somehow, he felt bad, so he thought that he would end up in the academy and find out slowly.

Shoushan Academy is exactly the same as in the old days, Confucian students come and go, ancient trees hold up the sky, and the sound of recitation and reading lingers everywhere. Fourteen was dressed in civilian robes, and Anan and two guards followed ten paces away, not far away. Fourteen walked forward step by step, and familiar memories slowly came to my heart, but most of them were Ailian. He remembered playing chess with the Ninth Master in the pavilion, Ai Lian fell into his arms with a flying face, and he asked her, "Who are you Wanyan Haifeng?" Ai Lian said: "It's my eldest brother." ”

It was then that he thought she was the concubine of the Wanyan family, so he fell in love with her.

He clearly remembered that Ai Lian was with Wei Wei at that time, but he couldn't remember Wei Wei's face at that time.

He walked around the academy, and finally remembered the place where he had been hit on the head by a pig's elbow, and thought that Wei Wei must be waiting for him there, so he didn't dare to hesitate and strode away. But when I got to the wooden building, I searched left and right, but I didn't find any trace. He suddenly remembered the complicated state of mind when he was hit by the elbow of the sauce, and couldn't help but smile. Anan watched Fourteen wander around the academy from a distance, laughing to himself, he couldn't guess why, and he was curious.

In the Fourteenth Brain, all the memories related to Vivi came back little by little.

The moment she knew that she was the real Miss Wanyan, the moment she lifted the red hijab, the moment she went on a blind date, and the moment she was jealous and poured her own braised duck juice, and rushed to the emperor to intercede in front of Huang Ama in Rehe, etc., etc., bit by bit, what I didn't care about before, now suddenly surged into a hot current, and thousands of troops came to him, hitting his heart, making his heart soften into a puddle of spring mud. As he walked along the wide avenue, the sun pouring down from the trees, dancing sparsely on the stone pavement, as he was in the mood, he felt—he couldn't help it.

I couldn't help but run to her. Can't wait for a moment.

I remember the first time I met Fourteen.

Not in the wooden building, not in the pavilion, but on the avenue where people come and go in the academy. I crashed into his arms, and he said coldly with a shameless face: "Brother Tai, you stepped on my foot." ”

("Brother Tai" Who is your brother Tai, is it okay for your whole family to be brothers!) ）

I remember that it was a spring morning, and the morning light was particularly beautiful, and the warmth reflected on Fourteen's body was like a layer of orange light. He wears a royal blue robe, a broad forehead, sharp eagle eyes, a high nose, and scarlet lips. I was afraid that Amma would find out that I was walking around the academy disguised as a woman, so I hid behind Fourteen and asked him to be the "door panel" to block the light.

At that time, I didn't know what marriage was, but now that I think about it, it's really mysterious.

Not sooner, not too late, not too fast, not too slow, not one step less, among thousands of people, I crashed into his arms, my elbow hit his head, my Amma is Wanyan Rocha, and his identity is Baylor. As long as there is a little mistake, a little time wrong, I can't meet him. In the end, how much luck did it take for us to travel through three hundred years of time and cherish and love each other in the prosperous era. I stood quietly in the shade and waited for him, even if I couldn't, no matter what happened, I had a home in common with him, where he would be waiting for me forever.

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