I don’t know how much time passed, it seemed like a long time, and I didn’t hear the sound of him leaving. I didn’t dare to move, so I just curled up under the quilt.WWW.tsxsw.COM It was extremely warm in the room. I hugged the quilt tightly like this, and my body was actually refreshing.
I was sweating a little, and my vest felt warm, as if I was a child in spring wearing an apricot red singlet and lying on the grass. The newly grown grass leaves were sharp and tender, and they were tied up through the clothes.
But it was Huanbi's light sigh, like a butterfly slowly falling on the ear.
I didn't open my eyes or move. I just asked softly: "Okay, why are you sighing?"
Huanbi's figure, with a green background, fell into my eyes, "I sigh that the young lady is so cruel."
She helped me up and put a cushion behind me. I just sat there, feeling as cool as a leaf floating in the autumn wind. I calmed down and drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine she handed me.
After taking a sip, he frowned and said, "It's too sweet."
Huanbi was confused, took a sip and said, "It's not sweet." Huanbi put her hand on mine, looking pitiful and distressed, and said, "Miss, my heart is too bitter, so I can't stand even a little sweetness."
, always feels too sweet.”
I looked at her, "What do you want to say?"
Her eyes were a little dull, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Do you know what the prince looked like when he went out just now?"
There was a moment of coldness, and I hugged the thick quilt tightly, as if I wanted to use its thickness and warmth to gain some strength to support myself. I shook my head, "I don't want to know."
Huanbi's stubbornness burst out at that moment. There was light in her eyes, and she said: "Miss doesn't want to listen, Huanbi has to say something, the prince is so sad. The prince is so good to the lady, why should the lady make him so sad?"
What?" She was slightly lost in thought, "I heard everything that Miss Cai and the Prince said just now."
I composed myself, "I didn't intend to hide it from you, so there's no harm in hearing it." I looked at her and felt a sharp touch on the tip of my tongue, "Otherwise, how do you want me to say it to him?"
There was a pearl, so white and moist, with a faint and uncertain reddish luster under the candlelight, which reflected the dark misery and helplessness that surged in my heart. However, it was soon forcibly calmed down, "Except
Whatever I say to him is wrong." I held her hand, as if to comfort her and myself, "Huanbi, if there is no hope for some things from the beginning, it is better than being disappointed in the future.
There are so many. Don’t blame me for being cruel.”
Huanbi's smile was ambiguous and bitter, "The young lady rejected Mr. Wen and also rejected the prince."
I lowered my head, and saw the continuous pattern of "Everything goes well" on the brocade quilt. The patterns of Fang Sheng and Ruyi Tuan were endless and endless. The silver-woven patterns were particularly cold and noble on the purple embroidered quilt.
Looking at the color, I suddenly said: "Rather than Xuanqing, it is better to be Wen Shichu. After all, he can be more plain and have no distracting thoughts."
Huanbi's eyes were sharp and keen at that moment, like the bright silver arrowhead of a sharp arrow, piercing people's hearts, "Is this really what the lady thinks? In fact, it is reasonable for the lady not to like Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen has never been the kind of man that young lady likes. If you didn’t like him before, you won’t like him now either. But your lord, has my lady never been tempted by your sincerity towards him?”
I was stunned. I was speechless. Have I really never been tempted by Xuanqing’s sincerity? For example, the sunset of Taiping Palace that night, or the Taiye Pond after visiting Meizhuang at night.
The last bunch of lotus flowers was like the connection between my souls after I lost my son, his care and thoughtfulness during my illness, and the name I called him in front of him that day, "Qing". Was I really not moved at all?
I'm scared.
Huanbi didn't finish her words. Her tone was slightly relaxed, and she unconsciously stroked the soft and thick velvet blanket under me with one hand, stroking it again and again, as if she couldn't control it, and said: "Actually, Mr. Wen doesn't have anything."
It’s not good. It’s just inappropriate. He always mentions things that he likes or dislikes when the lady doesn’t like it. But as for the prince, if in the past when the lady was unmarried, what the lady always hoped for in the boudoir was a man like Liu Wang. Wouldn’t it be?
If you find the person you love, we will never be apart forever. This is what Miss often says. As long as Miss still thinks so in her heart, then the Six Kings will always be the kind of man you like. I just said that if Miss didn't like it before, she won't like it now.
I like it. In other words, what the young lady liked before may not become disliked now." Her smile faintly swayed like a flickering candlelight, "The young lady just said that it is better to be Mr. Wen than the prince. After all, it can be more calm.
When you grow old, your mind should be free of distracting thoughts. I believe what the young lady said is sincere. Because the young lady doesn’t like Mr. Wen, she can be indifferent and have no distracting thoughts on her mind. If she likes him, how can he be indifferent and have no distracting thoughts on his mind?"
Huanbi's words hit the nail on the head and pierced the heart. It was like a cold ice pick suddenly penetrated into my mind. I was speechless. I just felt that Huanbi's words were so cold. How could they be so cold? They made me feel cold.
Can't even believe it.
Huanbi's expression is a bit deep and unpredictable. I have never heard her speak like this. She has always been docile and taciturn. I know that she is smart and careful, and she always notices things that are not easily noticed by others. But her understanding is only let go.
In my heart, it is rarely said so directly and clearly as it is today, and it hits home to me.
There was obvious coldness and resistance in my tone, "Huanbi, don't say things you shouldn't say. You would never say such things..."
Huanbi's response was not as docile as before. Her voice was as cold and sharp as the plum blossoms outside the window, "Miss, I have never seen the prince so sad." She was stunned for a moment, "Miss, why should you let someone who likes you
Sad? And it’s not that you don’t like him, why do you have to say such things to him?” Her tone was soft and sad, “Although the lady was asleep just now, her brows were frowned so tightly. I knew that the lady was also feeling sad in her heart.
Not having a good time."
My mind finally gave way, and the little thought I was holding on to could not resist Huanbi's words. There was a pot of narcissus placed on the long table under the window sill, a flower with a unique structure. It was warmed by the heating in the room, but the fragrance was not warm.
I can only see deeper and deeper places.
I was envious of such a simple flower, with yellow pistils, white petals, green stems and leaves. It would be great if I could be as human as this narcissus. It is extremely simple and understandable, and it is full of water and does not need to be
Contaminated with dust.
It's a pity that it's not possible after all. Whether it's the years in the palace, the years of hiding in Ganlu Temple, or the days of recuperating in Qingliangtai, my mind always has strange twists and turns. Sometimes being a human being is really not as good as being a flower.
I suddenly remembered something, "Huanbi, you were the one who advised me to be careful with the Six Kings before, so why are you advising me with irony today?"
Huanbi was stunned for a long time, and then she only had clear eyes. There was a hint of heartache and sadness in her eyes, "I just can't bear it, and I can't bear to see the young lady and the prince each sad."
I slumped and closed my eyes, "Huanbi, there is no need to say any more. The Sixth King is a member of the royal family, and we are inextricably linked to him. Why should I provoke him again?"
Huanbi hesitated to speak, and did not say anything more for a long time. She was not unaware of all my helplessness and worries. For a moment, she looked at me, as if to comfort me and said: "But the prince's intention is already understood, I just want to
I'm afraid that the meeting will be awkward. I don't know if the prince has listened to what the young lady just rejected him. If you haven't understood it yet, it's really annoying."
The thin and sparse fragrance of plum blossoms outside Xiaoxian Pavilion came faintly. The plum branches outside the window were trimmed, and the sparse shadows were reflected on the window paper, as if I was confused and confused at the moment.
It’s really annoying! Huanbi’s words are always in my ears and I can’t get them away.
"We can't live in this cooling terrace." I tightened my clothes and stood up, looked around and said, "Huanbi, go get some paper and pen."
She responded: "Yes." She then asked, "Miss, you are better. What do you need paper and pen for? It's so laborious and your brain will hurt later." Although she said that, she quickly found paper and pen and sent it to her.
in front of me.
The paper prepared in Xiao Xian Guan is vanilla paper, with light blue patterns, and the sweet smell of vanilla can be vaguely smelled.
He was so thoughtful. I sighed, vanilla beauty is the wish of many men in the world.
The soft nib of the pen was soaked in thick black ink. I hesitated, what should I say? If I said it softly, he might not be willing to listen. If I said it harshly, I couldn't bear it and I wouldn't.
After thinking for a long time, the ink slipped and fell on the snow-white rice paper, which was a little darker. Huanbi said aside: "What do you want to write, Miss? This paper is stained. Let me change it to another one for Miss."
I shook my head, "No need."
I picked up the pen and wrote down one stroke at a time. I started writing so lightly, as if I was afraid that I would scratch the paper with just a little force, or I was afraid of scratching the firmness that I was supporting.
"A little girl in jade dares not to seek noble virtues. She is so touched by your wealth that she is ashamed of herself."
As I finished writing word for word, I felt like I had exhausted all my strength. I felt dizzy and very intolerable.
I barely managed to steady my thoughts and held on to the rosewood table to steady my body. The rosewood table was stiff and made my palms ache. I said, "We don't have many things. Please pack them up and we'll go back tomorrow."
Huanbi asked worriedly: "But can Miss's body hold up?"
I nodded: "Go and tell Mr. Wen that if the prince asks, tell him that I am already well and there is no need to stay at the cooling terrace to recuperate. I will also ask him for some refreshing medicine and he will accompany us back tomorrow."
Huanbi pointed to the table and said, "Do you want to send someone to deliver it to the prince?"
I waved my hand and said, "That's all. Your Majesty won't be coming in the next two days, so he sent it here on purpose. Just leave it on the table. Your Majesty will see it when he comes back." I was in a state of excitement.
After all the hard work, I just felt tired. Huanbi helped me to sleep quickly, then burned a handful of benzoin, and whispered in my ear: "Miss, have a good rest."
I tossed and turned in the soft quilt, holding on to my gradually fading consciousness, and said vaguely to Huanbi, "Let's leave tomorrow. It's really untenable to live here."
When I woke up early the next morning, the sky was overcast and filled with low lead clouds. When Cai Lan came in with some medicine for me to take, he saw that I had already dressed up and was sitting quietly in front of the dressing table. .
She caught a glimpse of a dorado flower bundle placed on the neatly made bed, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Why did you pack the bundle so well? Is Miss Huanbi going back for a few days?" She smiled at Huanbi, " Don't worry, girl, it won't be a big deal if you go back for a few days. There will still be people waiting on the balcony, so don't worry, girl." She looked at me, slightly surprised, and smiled at me: "Miss, you got up early today, slave. You look like you are in great spirits and your complexion is much healthier."
I used shavings water mixed with osmanthus oil to tuck my slightly frizzy temples, and said: "Huanbi is not leaving alone, she and I are going back." I smiled and leaned forward, "I have troubled you and me these days. Caiping took care of it, it was really troublesome."
Cai Lan's expression changed, and he smiled quickly and said: "How could the young lady just say that she is here? The young lady is only feeling a little better, how can she go back down the mountain after a long journey? It is absolutely impossible. Besides, does the prince know? ?”
My smile froze slightly, "It doesn't matter, you will know when the prince comes back."
Cailan waved her hands repeatedly, "How can this happen? Madam said this because the prince doesn't know yet. If he comes back and finds out, even if the prince is kind-hearted, the slaves will not be able to bear it." She advised: "It's better than madam to do it again. After two days of rest, it won’t be too late to go back when you feel better.”
My chest was still a little stuffy, but I got up early and ordered Huanbi to do my makeup. There was no shortage of rouge and gouache, and the painting was exquisite. I also took a large dose of refreshing medicine, which covered up my usual sickness and made me feel abnormally normal. I was in good spirits. I pointed at my appearance and said half-jokingly: "Look at my complexion. Miss Lan just said she was very good. How can I be sick? I have been bothering me at the cooling terrace for a long time. I came here uninvited." , Now that the prince has been delayed in the palace for a few days, you can't specially invite him back to say goodbye. It would be too rude." I turned to look at Huanbi, "Didn't Mr. Wen say he would come immediately? Why is there still no sign of him? ?”
Cailan was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly: "Miss, is she leaving immediately? Why are you in such a hurry? Please allow me to send someone to the palace to report to the prince, and then arrange a carriage and horse to send the lady back."
I smiled and held her hand, and said warmly: "I understand that you and Caiping have to take care of you and Caiping for many days. It's just that we have already made arrangements. Mr. Wen will come to pick her up in person. It would not be good to change the date. ." I stood up, "We have to say goodbye after all. I may not have the opportunity to come back to the Qingliang Terrace, but I will always remember Miss Lan's kindness and care."
I took the medicine bowl in her hand, raised my head and drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry that I have to trouble you to help me drink medicine for the last time." I called Huanbi to come forward and said, "Take care of Cailan." Let’s have a game…”
Huanbi politely stepped forward and took Cailan's hand, "Miss Lan has taken care of our master and servant for so long. Not to mention the young lady, I am very grateful in my heart. I also ask the young lady to come down the mountain to visit us more often in the future. The young lady is not well." Well, I'm afraid I can't walk more to the cooling terrace, and please forgive me." As Huanbi spoke, she plucked the pearl from the clouds, put it in Cailan's palm, and said with a smile, "Miss and I are both worthless. I have this pearl with me. This pearl was a dowry for a young lady in the past. Now it has been given to me. I will give it to the girl and ask her not to dislike it."
Cai Lan said repeatedly: "How can I say this? It is the duty to serve the young lady and the girl, and you should not be rewarded by the girl."
While he was pushing, a cold wind blew in. When he turned around, he saw Wen Shichu opening the curtain and coming in. He was wearing a brown silk cotton brocade robe with a dark red pattern of five bats. As soon as he came in, he put his hands to warm himself and said: "It's okay to take care of it."
Is it tidy? It looks like it's going to snow outside, so hurry up. Otherwise, once the snow falls, the mountain road will become more difficult to walk."
Huanbi pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I'm just saying, why didn't you come here yet? You asked us to wait. We have packed up and are waiting for you to come."
The tip of Wen Shichu's nose was slightly red from the cold. I just took one look at it and couldn't help but laugh. Wen Shichu said with concern: "Wear more clothes, it's cold outside." As he said this, he shook off a baggage in his arms and took out a piece of rust.
The cloak with red feather gauze and azure carvings on it and a chinchilla wraps me up. He looked at me with a smile and said: "It looks a bit like Zhaojun when wearing this rust-red color."
Huanbi frowned slightly and said, "The rusty red color doesn't look like Zhaojun. Zhaojun wore a red cloak when he came out of the fortress."
I didn't say a word, and I didn't bother to talk. In fact, I disliked rust red the most. I always felt that it was a rustic color. It made people's skin look dull for no reason, and the whole person looked depressed and listless from beginning to end. But Wen Shichu always praised it.
This color is calm and generous, and can hold down the scene. It seems that I often saw in the paintings sent by Xuan Qing later that Mei Zhuang also likes to wear rust red clothes, but Mei Zhuang wears rust red clothes, which is really calm and generous.
She is dignified without losing her beauty, but she is much prettier than me. I saw that Wen Shichu's nose was red from the cold, and it was overcast and snowy outside, so it must be very cold. Wearing clothes to keep out the cold is a must, so how can you be picky about the color and style?
Well, I had to dress honestly.
The wind and snow were approaching outside the car. I sat in the car with Huanbi and felt the chill creeping in. In the gloomy sky, I accidentally raised the curtain and looked back at the beautiful scenery of Qingliang Terrace. My heart felt empty. After all, it would be...
No chance to see you again.
For example, some things are easier for people to accept if they look up to them.
I should avoid everything I can't bear and everything I can avoid.