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The trunk of the tree is very rough.
The peach blossoms are blooming like spring snow.
At that time, she raised her head and stared at the sky countless times, but what she saw was the criss-crossing peach blossom branches. They divided the blue sky into broken mirrors, one after another, clearly reflecting her unsightly appearance
"I couldn't find Sister Jiang in the house, so I guessed that she was here."
A low, laughing voice suddenly came from one end of the corridor.
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He personally put a cloak on Shen Jiang and clearly caught the waves in her eyes from the corner of his eye.
His heart ached, and he handed her a bag filled with hot wine. He followed her line of sight and looked at the old peach tree, pretending not to care and said, "Sister, do you still remember those days? It's been more than twenty years, then. Painful memories, what else does sister remember?"
Shen Jiang opened the bag, raised his head and drank the strong wine.
The fair cheeks turned red.
She raised her sleeves to wipe away the wine stains and sneered: "The more painful it is, the more I have to remember. Beauty and smoothness will only make people stagnate. What urges people to move forward is hatred and even ambition. Chang Gong, no The Yuchi Qinghuan and Xiao Yu of the past would not have the Empress Shen of today."
Yuchi Changgong quietly clenched his fists.
He lowered his eyes and whispered: "When I was young, I couldn't save my sister I made my sister suffer so much humiliation"
He was still young at that time, the age of brother Rumu.
He was very curious when he heard that his elder brother had acquired an unparalleled beauty and hid it as a treasure in the East Garden. No one was allowed to get close to her.
He followed his brother and found the beauty in the garden.
He has never seen such stunning beauty.
He lay on the wall, watching Beauty being bullied by his brother until she cried and cursed. He didn¡¯t understand what they were doing, so after his brother left, he sneaked into the garden and talked to Beauty¡¯s sister.
After going back and forth, he gradually became familiar with the beautiful sister. He brought her peach blossom cakes and spring cakes from Jiangnan, and also performed sword dancing for her to relieve her boredom
Yuchi Changgong recalled it and couldn't help but touch his lips: "I remember, on the tenth day we met, you suddenly kissed me You said you wanted to leave and begged me to send a message to the piano player in the city, telling him that you were arrested. Locked here"
Shen Jiang chuckled.
She turned her head and looked at Yuchi Changgong: "I knew you liked me at that time, so I deceived you with that kiss. In the end, your brother was killed. Can you blame me?"
"Don't complain." Yuchi Changgong didn't care, "It's my brother who did something wrong. How can I blame my sister?"
There is fine snow falling in the garden, and a cold wind is blowing, adding to the coldness.
Wei Chi Changgong suggested: "It's cold outside, Sister Jiang, let's go back home?"
Shen Jiang held his hand and jumped off the railing.
Yuchi Changgong lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, tied the laces of the fox fur cloak for her, and carefully brushed the fine snow from her temples: "Actually, back then, I knew you didn't love me, and I also knew that the kiss was just perfunctory But I I am willing to be used by you. In the past, now and in the future, I will always be willing."
He didn¡¯t call her ¡°sister¡± again.
The thick calloused fingertips rested on Shen Jiang's plump and bright red lips.
His pupils were dark, and he suddenly took half a step forward, getting closer to Shen Jiang.
He trapped Shen Jiang between his arms and the railing, looking down at this beauty whose face could not be harmed even by time. She was now desperate, and he was no longer the young boy he was before. He could already support her. .
His Adam's apple rolled and he said hoarsely: "Shen Jiang"
The ending sound is lingering.
He gently pinched Shen Jiang's chin and finally couldn't help but kiss her lips.
Shen Jiang pushed his face away indifferently.
She raised her eyelids and said with a faint smile: "I am not interested in the men of the Yuchi family."
After saying that, he left Dongyuan directly.
The cold wind lifted the hem of her crimson skirt, and her slender waist walked firmly, step by step, as if she were stepping on the imperial steps of the Nine Layers Palace, dignified and domineering.
Wei Chi Changgong watched her go away, his surrender even more intense.
He bowed deeply and respectfully.
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Sleeping room.
When Nan Baoyi listened to the past stories, Danfeng's eyes were full of surprise: "Queen Shen actually had that kind of experience?! She should hate Yuchi Qinghuan to death, right?!"
The woman lowered her voice: "I was just the little embroiderer in the palace at that time. I vaguely heard that the Queen later went back for revenge, and Yuchi Qinghuan was cut into pieces and thrown into the river. Her death was very miserable. So later, I took over the Yuchi family."
Nan Baoyi was frightened when she heard this.
Speaking of ruthlessness, Queen Shen is still ruthless!
She was lost in thought when the woman coughed weakly into her handkerchief, and her already haggard face became even more haggard.
The woman forced a smile and said, "Let's stop here today. I'll teach you how to string beads on tiger-head shoes tomorrow."
Nan Baoyi thanked her.
When I came out of the house, I saw Yuchi Beichen standing on the porch, his shoulders covered with a thin layer of snow. He didn't know how long he had been standing there.
She looked back at the closed felt curtain and asked curiously: "Why don't you go in? My aunt said that you rarely come to see her these days, and she misses you very much."
Yuchi Beichen lowered his eyes.
After a while, he patted the snow off his shoulders and changed the subject: "New Year's Eve will be in two days. Can I accompany you to have a New Year's Eve dinner to keep the New Year's Eve?"
Nan Baoyi stared at him.
Yuchi avoided her gaze and only looked at the falling snow in the courtyard. His hands hanging by his legs were shaking unconsciously, as if he was trying hard to escape from something.
Are you afraid of seeing your mother who is withering away?
Nan Baoyi was quiet for a long time and said, "That's fine."
She added: "By the way, you often go to the front yard, but have you heard any news about the north?"
Yuchi sent her back to the wing: "Xiao Daoyan ignored the objections of the court officials and led the expedition in person. In a few days, the army will arrive in Jiangbei. My father and Queen Shen are not idle. They have already sent troops to station on the bank of the river. I want to wait until spring. , both sides will inevitably have a fierce battle."
He is indeed here
Nan Baoyi is filled with joy.
She raised her head and looked at Yuchi: "Can you send someone to help me deliver a letter to him? Don't worry, it's just to report that he is safe, and it will not hinder the war between Jiangbei and Jiangnan."
Her eyes were sparkling, and when she mentioned that man, she was always very excited and admiring him.
Yuchi clenched the hands in his sleeves tightly, but with a smile on his face: "Okay."
The next day, he got Nan Baoyi¡¯s letter.
He promised to find someone to send it to Jiangbei, but turned around and sat alone under the plum tree in the yard, took a pair of scissors, and slowly opened the envelope.
The flower and grass stationery is very delicate, and it is also lightly scented with the fragrance of mountains and rivers, which is probably Xiao Daoyan's favorite smell.
Sister Baoyi¡¯s hairpin-flowered regular script is unique and elegant. Every stroke is full of affection, and it fills five large pieces of paper.
He read quietly, not noticing a few plum blossoms falling on the floral paper.
The letter not only reported that she was safe, but also confided in her thoughts for the past two months.
The end of the letter also said that when the grass grows and the orioles fly and the apricot blossoms drizzle next year, I want to travel to the south of the Yangtze River with him
"Master!"
The maid suddenly staggered over and knelt down in front of Yuchi crying, tugging at his sleeves heartbreakingly: "Master, my aunt is gone!"
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