"Is the princess worried?" Wang Junlin couldn't help but ask.
I have to say that Yang Lihua's melancholy look is really touching. Even if she forces a smile, she can't hide the anguish and pain in her heart. She exhales orchid-like air, and her voice is faint and pleasant. Wang Junlin knows that now
He was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he simply wanted to understand this woman thoroughly so that he could make plans. What's more, he was really curious about what was going on in the heart of such a beautiful and charming mature woman, and why was she so depressed?
"Why, I want to know."
"Well, I'm a little curious."
"Keke, if you want to hear it, just drink with me."
While talking, Yang Lihua pushed a glass of green wine in front of Wang Junlin. Wang Junlin took a slight sniff and found that the wine seemed to be the legendary Bamboo Leaf Green. He knew that the wine had great stamina, but it was inferior to the white wine of later generations.
It was too much. But he frowned slightly, so he acted awkwardly, gritted his teeth, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp. However, he drank the wine too quickly, which made him cough violently.
Yang Lihua was greatly surprised. Wang Junlin said just now that he was not good at drinking. He thought he was just refusing, but now it seems that he really doesn't like drinking.
"General Wang is really not good at drinking, so why are you drinking so hard?" Wang Junlin's attitude was originally to tell Yang Lihua that he was really not good at drinking, so as not to lose his temper after drinking too much. Who would have thought that Yang Lihua would actually
Teng stood up and walked over to him, gently rubbing Wang Junlin's back. The warm fragrance of the mature woman made Wang Junlin's heart beat faster instantly, and his mind was filled with excitement, because the groove under the skirt was even and faintly pink.
Everything came into his sight.
"Thank you, Your Highness, your humble position will be fine now!"
Wang Junlin secretly thought something was wrong. This woman seemed to regard him as prey. He did not dare to look at her and quickly looked away.
Seeing that he was coming over calmly, Yang Lihua reluctantly moved away. Seeing Wang Junlin's embarrassment, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. This smile can be said to be a smile that makes you look back.
Wang Junlin couldn't help but read: "On this day last year, in this door, the peach blossoms reflected the red faces of the people. I don't know where the faces are. The princess still smiles in the spring breeze. The beauty of the princess can really captivate the city with her smile, and captivate the country with her smile again."
Yang Lihua's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she muttered: "Last year, today, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color; I don't know where the human face is? The princess is still smiling in the spring breeze. Hahaha... I don't know where the human face is? The princess is still the same.
Laugh at the spring breeze."
At the end of the sentence, Yang Lihua shed tears quietly. But Yang Lihua herself was in a trance, but she didn't seem to know. This delicate appearance did not have the charming posture just now, but when Wang Junlin saw it, he couldn't help but feel a little faint in his heart.
The pain gave rise to a deep sense of pity.
Wang Junlin did not expect that Yang Lihua would start crying, which made him at a loss. An old woman and several palace maids ran in from outside. Yang Lihua scolded: "Get out." Then these people backed away in fear.
The poem Wang Junlin just read is a poem by Cui Hu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty. He just changed the first two words of the last sentence to the word "princess". The meaning expressed in the poem is really too different from Yang Lihua's experience.
It matched, so I couldn't help but read it out, but I didn't expect that it would trigger such a strong reaction from Yang Lihua.
Speaking of which, Wang Junlin didn't have such a good memory, but after he faked his death and practiced extraordinary skills, some of the books and knowledge he had read before, and some memories that he had almost forgotten when he was a child, have become clearer. Otherwise, although Wang Junlin was
I studied well and my Chinese scores were excellent, but I couldn't remember this not-so-famous poem.
Wang Junlin didn't know how to comfort Yang Lihua, so he could only sit next to her and drink cup after cup with her. After an unknown amount of time, the two of them almost drank up both jars of wine. Yang Lihua stretched out her delicate hand to wipe away her tears.
, stared blankly at the blazing fire in the pond, took a long breath, and said softly: "I know you have read books, but I didn't expect you could write poetry, and you could do it so well, which touched the deepest pain in my heart.
, but after crying, I felt much better, so I decided to reward you."
Wang Junlin smiled bitterly in his heart. He wanted to say that he did not write this poem, but he hesitated and did not say it.
"You were summoned to the capital this time by my father. If I am not mistaken, you will be used by my father as a stick to disrupt the tacit understanding of the family. But if my father knows that you are talented in both civil and military affairs,
I'm afraid I won't just use you as a stirring stick, but as a sharp sword." Yang Lihua looked at the fire pond and said calmly, without the previous charming and seductive meaning.
Wang Junlin didn't expect that a poem could have such benefits, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But when he thought about what Yang Lihua said, his expression became serious. Before coming, he and Yu Juluo also analyzed the Sui Emperor's decision to summon him.
After all, if the real purpose of going to Kyoto is just to award a reward, there is no need to summon a young general guarding an important border town all the way to Kyoto.
Wang Junlin had already guessed this before, so after being assassinated before, he took advantage of it and further speculated on some things by watching the reactions of the Sui Emperor and Kyoto. However, the results he had racked his brains to deduce could not be compared to Yang Lihua, who knew Yang Jian very well.
, and as a queen, the eldest princess who has experienced two dynasties is closer to the truth.
Thinking of the credibility of what Yang Lihua said, Wang Junlin couldn't help but secretly lament that today's ambiguity of playing with fire was not in vain. At least he knew more about what Emperor Sui wanted him to do, so that he would face some things next.
It’s time to make the right response.
"However, you don't have to be afraid. The relationship between the aristocratic families is complicated, and there are many grievances and grievances that cannot be explained clearly. For example, the Guanlong clan and the Shandong gentry have never dealt with each other. The Pei family, Wang family and other wealthy families in Hedong have conflicts with the Guanlong clan and the Shandong gentry.
Heavy, so as long as you have enough means and my father's secret support, an old dog like Qiu Rui can't do anything to you." Yang Lihua said with a smile when she saw Wang Junlin's solemn look and worry on his face.
Speaking of this, I don't know if Yang Lihua drank too much or thought of something embarrassing in her mind. Her eyebrows turned and her face turned red. She suddenly stretched out her arms, hugged Wang Junlin in her arms, and said softly: "What's more,
With the poem you wrote for me, I will protect you and won't let those old dogs bully you."
Wang Junlin also drank a lot of wine at this time. At this time, he was surrounded by warm and fragrant soft jade. He looked at Yang Lihua's soft and firm chest. His heart was pounding, but he didn't dodge or struggle at all. It seemed to be a matter of course.
state.
"A beautiful woman like Your Highness should live happily every day and become more and more beautiful." Wang Junlin said quietly.
Yang Lihua showed a sweet smile, patted Wang Junlin's back gently with her slender hands, and said with a smile: "You are right, I should live happily, otherwise I would not be sorry for those who once cared about me."
Wang Junlin was a little drunk, so he buried his body in the arms of this beautiful woman who was nearly ten years older than him, and subconsciously hugged her slender waist.
As for what Yang Lihua said, he could no longer remember. He was so confused and confused that it was difficult for him to think about other things.
This is the power of a mature woman, and at the same time, the light warmth makes Wang Junlin feel a feeling similar to mother's love that he has never experienced since he came to this era.
Yang Lihua seemed to have entered some kind of strange state at this time, and she also vaguely felt the young general in her arms who came from a later generation, whose outlook on life and values were fundamentally different from all the men in this world, and who was nearly ten years younger than her.
, what kind of mood I am having.
However, when Wang Junlin put his hands around her waist, she felt a strange feeling in her heart. This feeling was strange and complicated at the same time.
She felt that the man with a fierce reputation in her arms had a very unique temperament. Underneath the fierce reputation, there was a gentle and delicate heart. He was mature and steady, but did not lack the unique vitality and high spirits of young people.
She had wanted to seduce Wang Junlin at first, but at this time she just wanted to continue this feeling, so she did not take any more unnecessary actions, gently stroked Wang Junlin's hair, and looked at Wang Junlin's face carefully.
Her face, as sharp as a knife, was full of a strange temptation to her.
Wang Junlin drank a lot of Bamboo Leaf Green with Yang Lihua when Yang Lihua was crying because of his poem. At this time, he was full of energy, his face was flushed, and at some point, he fell asleep.
Yang Lihua sighed softly, laid Wang Junlin flat on the blanket, picked up another blanket and covered Wang Junlin. Then she leaned next to Wang Junlin and brushed Wang Junlin's cheek with her slender fingers.
, a faint smile appeared on her pretty face...
Wang Junlin felt relieved when he felt the seductive mature woman next to him lying down quietly without making any further movements. After a while, he really fell asleep.
When Wang Junlin woke up, it was already bright.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a fleece blanket, with a blanket covering his body. There was a faint fragrance lingering at the end of his nose. He turned over and sat up, looking around.
The fire in the fire pit has been extinguished, and the red curtain has disappeared. Yang Lihua is not in the bamboo house. The early morning sun shines into the house, indicating good weather. Wang Junlin stood up and stretched.
The little lynx also stood up smartly and shook its body.
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One day later, Wang Junlin and Yu Zimo finally arrived at the center of the Sui Dynasty - Daxing City in Kyoto. Looking at the majestic city wall in the distance, Wang Junlin took a deep breath. This place was a battlefield for him, a place more powerful than in the northwest.
Facing the Turks and Tuyuhun people was a much more dangerous battlefield.
Although there were not many people in the group, everyone was holding a sword and a bow, riding a tall horse, and they were not wearing military uniforms, so they attracted the attention of the guards at the Yanping gate from a distance.
PS: I debated for several days whether to let the protagonist sleep with Yang Lihua, which affected the progress of the novel.