"Hidden Tent" 32

Lu Jiuxiao did not stay in Xiyuan anymore. The burning sensation from his shoulders and neck made a strange anger and restlessness rise in his heart.

He went to Baiji Tower.

As soon as he fell off, the sound of operas on the stage, the deafening sound of gongs, and the smell of powder lingering under his nose were indeed suppressed.

Fennel was served by the side, peeled an orange and handed it over.

From time to time, she pursed her lips and looked at the man who was on the platform. It was said that outside he almost spent his life on Huaxianglou to save a prostitute. I wonder if it was true...

Thinking of this, Fenix ​​said softly: "The Prince..."

Lu Jiuxiao didn't even raise his eyes, and he responded lazily, "Yes".

After a meal, Fennel swallowed the words in her throat. What qualifications do she have to ask?

"Criminal, drink tea." Fenxiang raised his smile and said.

Unexpectedly, the man was stunned when he heard this and turned around and glanced at her.

I don’t know if the little girl named Chen is really beautiful. The fennel in front of me is already extremely beautiful, but it still doesn’t look as good as her when I see her.

Lu Jiuxiao's eyes drooped slightly, looking at her slender fingers holding the teacup.

What I was thinking about was another pair of white jade hands.

Awesome.

Lu Jiuxiao.

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Xiyuan.

The sunken serpent followed the clouds and walked from the east wing to the west wing.

Such a three-entry courtyard is separated by a winding corridor on the east and west sides, and a waterfront pavilion with green flowers and willows.

As the silk cloud walks, it introduces the location and furnishings in the garden.

She probably understood that only Lu Jiuxiao lives in the wing room in the east, and a study room is built on the west side. There is no need to say anything in the study room. Xianyun and Nongqiao's two maids are also in the west side, just to facilitate the care of Gao Xun who was lying on the bed.

Obviously, Lu Jiuxiao asked her to live in the West Chamber, which was the same.

However, she was still a little incredible. She thought it would take more effort, but she expected that this would be done?

She lowered her head and clenched her palms, couldn't help but interrupt Xianyun, and said, "The prince really... has he redeemed me?"

Xianyun was stunned and immediately smiled, "Guard Qin went to Tianshui Lane early in the morning and took several boxes of jewelry and silver notes."

"Why did the prince say something?" she asked anxiously again.

Xianyun handed the clothes on his hand forward, thinking about what Lu Jiuxiao said before he left-

"Please follow the specifications of people and tell her not to take herself seriously. I have all the bad things taught by Qinlou and Chuguan. No one here spoiled her. If she doesn't want to, she can go back."

She felt a heart attack when she heard those words and every word.

Xianyun pursed her lips and said tactfully: "The girl left that place and served in Xiyuan in the future. She probably couldn't match her food, clothing and expenses, but she couldn't lose money..."

The clothes on her hand were exactly a goose yellow maid outfit, which was exactly the same as the styles on her and Nong Qiao.

Chen Shiqi immediately understood that in the future, she would have made up her mind to Xianyun, and her identity in the mansion was almost the same.

The most important thing is that she will take good care of the one in the study.

Thinking of this, the little girl's lips curled up slightly and took the clothes lightly. No matter whether she was a serious maid or not, at least she was better than being a prostitute in Huaxianglou, right?

And at night, she no longer has to listen to those vulgar and lustful voices.

When Lu Jiuxiao found a good doctor and was willing to let her go, she would not have to be trapped in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

So very good.

With a creaking sound, the door of the house was pushed open.

It is a minimalist house, and there are all things that should be, and there are no things that should not be. Hua Xiang Building's elegant incense burner and screen, so naturally she won't buy it here.

But for her, it is optional.

Xianyun said, "That's all. Recently, the Marquis returned to Beijing. The prince did not often go to Xiyuan. He only came occasionally. Except for the one in the study, no one had to serve him. The girl was resting."

She said, looking up at the sky, "Ah", "I don't know if the prince will come tonight, and the plaster that Guard Yin ordered has not been prepared yet."

Xianyun turned around and was about to leave.

Chen Shifeng quickly grabbed a small thigh of her clothes with his eyes and hands, "What medicine?"

Xianyun was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "Yesterday, the prince carried the girl out of the fire, and his shoulders and neck were burned, and he had a wound."

Hearing this, the person in front of him stared straight and stood there for a moment. Isn’t the person who rescued her Yun Xiu?

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and it turned out that the smell of medicine in the room last night was from him.

Chen Shifeng walked into the room like a sensation, closed the door gently, pressed against the door, and pressed behind his back with his hands, staring at the two lilies on the light-colored embroidered shoes, pursing the corners of his lips. His mood at this moment was hard to explain or understand.

But the word "Xie" should be available.

After thinking about it, the little girl fetched a basin of water, pushed open the wall in the study, sat on a wooden bench, and carefully wiped Gao Xun's face and arms.

She looked at the thin face and said softly: "Wake up quickly. If you open your eyes while I was taking care of you, this credit will be mine."

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In the evening, another orange afterglow fell on the bluestone floor tiles.

Lu Jiuxiao drank a little wine, but he didn't get drunk, but he had a hint of mellow fragrance.

As soon as she opened the gate of the Hou Mansion, she saw Lu Wan wandering in the corridor for a meeting. When she heard the sound, she paused and hurriedly trotted with the hem of her skirt, "Brother, where are you injured?"

Yesterday, the news about Hua Xianglou had spread a lot, and even several versions of it were circulated.

The version Lu Wan heard was that Lu Jiuxiao almost died on the spot. If the official soldiers had not put out the fire in time, they would have burned a bone!

At this moment, her eyes looked up and down, and asked again in a hurry: "Where are you hurt!"

Lu Jiuxiao pressed her index finger on her head, "Not hurt, don't listen to nonsense outside."

After saying that, he was about to walk towards Songyuan.

Lu Wan called him, "Brother, my father is waiting for you in the side hall, and my mother is here too."

She approached and whispered, "My mother cried yesterday, I was scared, you can speak well."

Lu Jiuxiao paused, glanced at her, turned his steps and went in the opposite direction.

When he entered the door, someone informed him that he had just walked to the front hall, and a wooden cup hit him. Lu Jiuxiao avoided him sideways, but Lu Xing seemed to have calculated correctly, and the cup still steadily hit his shoulder.

It's exactly the burning side.

Lu Jiuxiao frowned and said to the worried woman, "Mother." It seemed that he didn't see Lu Xing.

Yuan stepped forward, grabbed the sleeves on both sides of his arms, looked up and down, back and forth, and said, "Are you hurt?"

Before Lu Jiuxiao could spit out the word "no", Lu Xing said sarcastically: "I'm hurt, I think he's the best to die in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, so I can avoid getting unlucky!"

"What are you talking nonsense about the Marquis?" Yuan frowned, "Isn't you the one who was worried about not sleeping all night last night?"

In front of the wolf cub, Yuan was exposed, and Lu Xing turned around with a dark face.

Lu Jiuxiao pursed his lips and looked at him, then said a few words to comfort Yuan.

His annoying and crying problem was probably caused by Yuan and He Min. When the woman cried, she really felt endless.

"I'm really not hurt?" Yuan asked hesitantly.

In order to make her feel relieved, Lu Jiuxiao endured the pain and raised his arm, "I'm really not hurt, the rumors outside are unreliable."

Only then did Yuan breathe a sigh of relief and let him go back to Songyuan.

Lu Xing followed Yuan's gaze and said, "What else can I see? Those who are not injured or sick, so be content with peace of mind."

"What's so happy? He has a shoulder and neck injury, so he doesn't want to tell me. If he doesn't say it, the Marquis really thinks he is safe?" Yuan said, and his nose felt sore.

Lu Xing was also stunned for several moments, but he really didn't see it.

Yuan slowly sat down and pressed the acupoint on her forehead with a headache. She remembered the young Lu Jiuxiao. When he first came to Kyoto with him, the boy of that age also had many fights and fought with others and returned home with pain, but he would always take the initiative to look for her, ask her to apply medicine, and shout pain to her.

In those eyes that were as stars as the moon, there was trust and dependence on Ah Niang.

But I don't know when it has never passed again.

When did it start? Yuan couldn't figure it out.

In Songyuan, Yin Zhong was frowning and changing the medicine for Lu Jiuxiao.

He said, "I have inquired about this matter, and this matter has been spreading. Today, several memorials have been written about this matter. They all say that the family tradition of the Yongding Marquis' Mansion is not upright and that the emperor wants the emperor to punish him. The emperor was also slightly angry and scolded the prince in front of all officials."

Lu Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and he almost saved a prostitute. If he was suffocated, he was addicted to alcohol and sex. Why did he do this?

Suppressing sins? Where can I surrender?

Recently, he is really uneasy.
To be continued...