Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the skirt fluttering, and hurriedly lowered his head again, trembling to make way for a spacious aisle, wishing to push himself into the corner, so that even the candlelight could not be illuminated.

Chi Liangjun obediently followed behind Yiyang, followed by a medical officer from the Princess Mansion. Seeing that Yiyang had stopped, they all stood ten steps away with their hands down.

"Looking for Hu Laiyan's revenge? Come close to me and please me?" Yi Yang stood in front of Lu He, his thin shoulders trembling slightly, trying to suppress his anger, and pointed at Lu Shiba and Ruan Niang, "He is your father You call him Uncle Lu? A woman pretends to be a man and pretends to be an official in order to make my grandfather fulfill his wish?!"

Lu He felt that he was not worthy of looking directly at Yiyang, turned his face away, and still smiled: "As Your Highness said, I lied to you." My life experience lied to you, my purpose lied to you, and I approached you... how much is it? I can't tell the truth from the truth.

A gust of wind swept across his eyes, and Lu He slightly closed his eyes, waiting for Yiyang's slap to arrive as expected.

In the scene of deja vu, Lu He knelt on the ground and slapped her mouth with an indifferent expression. Now, although she has a smile on her face and two dimples are hanging on her face, how close is the distance between her and herself? point?

Yesterday, Yiyang was able to answer this question, at least he should be both a teacher and a friend, but today, at this moment, Yiyang does not want to think about it, and dare not think about it, the person he condescends to treat with sincerity She never took off her mask from beginning to end.It turned out that in her eyes, in her heart, she had always met by chance like a nodding pilgrim in a temple or a passerby on a long street.

How ridiculous.

After a long time, Yiyang lowered his hands, lowered his head in a dejected manner, and he didn't know who he was giving the order to, but his voice was already tired: "Take the two of them down, and close the door."

The door was gently closed, and there was a barely audible "squeak" that revealed the cautiousness of being afraid of harming the fish in the pond.

Lu He slowly opened his eyes, and the light from the candle shadow poured in, and he whispered jerky and difficult: "I'm sorry."

This apology is particularly lacking in confidence because I know I am guilty and have nothing to apologize for, and I have been thinking about it for a long time but I can't find the words that can make up for both parties.

As soon as the words fell, a slap caught the fan, and with the crisp sound, Lu He staggered back a few steps unprepared, and suddenly had five finger swollen marks on his left cheek, which swelled hotly.

If it weren't for his own face, this slap would have fallen long ago. Lu He felt a little grateful when he thought about it, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Your Highness..."

Before he finished speaking, another slap was made, and the fingerprints were overlappingly burned on the left cheek. A trace of blood oozes from the corner of his lips, winding onto his white jade-like skin. The cinnabar ocher color that fell carefully, abrupt, out of place, and sighing, pierced into Yiyang's eyes, making her third slap as light as dust.

"What's your name?" The person in front of him was as frail as a westerly wind caressing a willow. He was slapped three times without saying a word. Yiyang finally resisted the urge to wipe the bloodstains for her with slight movements of his fingers. asked.

Lu He was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and after a while, she looked sideways at Yiyang, only to see that Taohua's eyes were glistening with water, and she was circling stubbornly, refusing to drop a drop.

Lu He, his heart softened.

"Wen Qinghe. My father, Wen Zhendao, magistrate of Liyang County, Huzhou, was framed by Hu Laiyan in the second year of Chunyou for impeaching Hu Laiyan for accepting bribes and wronging Zhongliang. He was sentenced to death and sent to Qianzhou for hard labor."

Yiyang asked, "You also did hard labor?"

Lu He nodded, and then smiled miserably: "Maybe it's God's will. In the fourth year of Chunyou, the bandits in Qianzhou made trouble. I took advantage of the chaos to escape and ran along the dense forests in the mountains without knowing hunger or cold. Only by teaching with knowledge can he be able to become an official in the first place."

But he said that after Chi Liangjun ordered Lu Shiba and Ruan Niang to be taken down, he waited outside the door together with the medical officer, fearing that his highness would do something stupid in a hurry.He had vaguely sensed that Yiyang might not have a simple and pure teacher-student friendship or a sisterly relationship with Lu He, but he really didn't dare to speak rashly. Now that this happened, he just felt that Lu He's dismembered body is not enough to solve Yiyang's hatred. After all, when did this little master dare to lie to her like this when she was a child?

Another slap came vaguely to his ears, even though he wasn't the one hitting him, Chi Liangjun couldn't help shrinking his neck and swallowing.

Suddenly, the door of the room was wide open, and Yi Yang came out from the inside.

There was no sadness or happiness on the carefully sculpted face, and Chi Liangjun became more suspicious in his heart. Seeing that he was about to walk out of the courtyard, he dared to ask: "Your Highness, the curfew is approaching, and the government office is on duty. I temporarily ordered the soldiers in the government to take care of Lu He." Get up, and wait for the Ministry of Criminal Justice to interrogate tomorrow?"

Yiyang's footsteps stopped, and he turned around and glanced at him indifferently: "There are many things, don't worry about it." After thinking about it, he said, "There is no need to tell outsiders what happened tonight. To threaten her with this, I am the only one who asks. Also, order someone to invite the private school teacher she mentioned from Yunzhou."

Hu Laiyan is a member of the King of Lu, and now he is deeply favored by the emperor. He obviously has no way to help him, so why can't he secretly invite Lu He's trusted mentor, so that the two of them can easily plot revenge without relying on letters?

Chi Liangjun was stunned for a while, and when Yiyang's eyes became colder, he hurriedly bowed his head in response, but he became more and more unpredictable about this master in his heart.

Yiyang looked at the medical officer and asked, "Have you brought any medicine for reducing swelling and blood stasis?" Seeing the medical officer nodding, he looked at the distant house, the tall figure still stood still, like a green pine tree. Cuizhu, after a long time, reluctantly turned her head back, and said softly to him, "Go back and show her, what are you doing with me?"

Lu He in the room had been standing for a long time, and his legs felt numb, but he didn't want to sit down.

The chaos in her mind disturbed her mind.

Life experience, purpose, flattery, name, a lie and a slap.

The crime that should have been committed by An's bullying the king and the crime of disguised as a man and pretending to be an official in the court were both punished. It would not be an exaggeration to sentence Ling Chi, but Yiyang was unexpectedly lenient and seemed to be justified. her.

Until the medical officer entered the door, after pleading guilty, he gently raised his chin to examine the wound on his face by candlelight, and the memories of his first acquaintance with Yiyang were easily brought back. Rough and thin like a man's, but unexpectedly white and slender.

Looking up, it was clearly a young woman disguised as a man.

Lu He couldn't help but feel a bit of depression in his heart that was difficult to resolve.

Yiyang... Even in the details, he still thinks about himself, even when he is angry, he still thinks about himself...

Xiyi Garden.

Ye Qiuniang was writing a play with a pen behind the book table and a candle, while Tuobayuan half-lyed on the bed and listened to the young servant's report.

Ye Qiuniang heard every word of the nonsense that the boy said, and she understood it.

"Qi Muge has been selected by King Lu, and she is currently staying in the Palace of King Lu to teach dance and music. It will be about a month or so before she will be recommended to the palace. At that time, the emperor will be lucky enough to see her."

After the boy retreated, Tuoba Yuan took off the big felt hat on top of his head, lay on the couch with his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, and said casually: "I don't know what Khan thought, but he agreed to you at will." We're here? Don't you people from the Central Plains have a word called Touching Sorrows?"

Ye Qiuniang had stopped writing for a moment, staring at the handwriting that had just dripped a ball of ink, calmly took another piece of paper, without raising her head, and said while writing: "There must be a scene to touch, the world is far and wide, why not?" Is there any difference? To me, there is no difference, and there is no heart to hurt."

The next day.

Lu Shiba and Ruan Niang woke up very early this morning after the shock and fear last night, and they forgot about the several vegetable gardens and loom mills. When I heard the noise, I immediately craned my neck to wait and see, but there was nothing strange about it, but the servants and maids who came and went were all the servants who cleaned on weekdays, and they still spoke softly with lowered eyebrows.