sunset fever

On the ninth day of September, I was supposed to climb high to pray for blessings, but Chen Yiyi always fell ill after coming to build the pavilion, so Qu Yao didn't ask her to go, but spent money to make new clothes for Chen Yiyi, a gauze skirt and a small shirt.

Taking advantage of the fitting time, Chen Zhangqin went to the kitchen to make mung bean syrup and water chestnuts. There were several snacks on the table, most of which were Jianting-flavored powder cakes.

"Yiyi," Qu Yao called her, and asked, "Do you still care about me being with your thirteenth brother?"

The clothes were half dressed, Qu Yao helped Chen Yiyi tidy up, the two were silent for a while, Chen Yiyi turned her small face with a pointed chin, looked at her sister-in-law from close up, and replied: "You can tell that I really still care."

The two were very close, and Chen Yiyi was so calm and honest, which made Qu Yao panic. She went to get the small shirt on the back of the chair and helped Chen Yiyi put it on. She was dressed in pink and purple, which is very suitable for girls. .

"It's been so long, you should let it go."

"I can't let it go, if your close relative dies, you will naturally understand my thoughts," Chen Yiyi looked into Qu Yao's eyes, and said, "You and Chen Zhangqin are very happy, you can stay together, and now you are living in seclusion like a refined scholar. Far away from the battle in Chongcheng, I have witnessed all this, and it is hard not to think of Brother Huang, he is also a person, and he should be happy in the first place."

The girl's words were not aggressive at all. She smiled, her eyes were slightly bent, and her whole body showed a kind of decadence and some vitality. She straightened her skirt and said, "Thank you for your clothes, I like them very much."

Qu Yao answered her softly: "No need to thank you."

Chen Yiyi walked to the dressing table, she sat down, played with a few hairpins and hairpins, and compared them on the bun, looked at herself in the mirror, and said: "So I'm going back to Yangjing, I at least She is still a princess, so she has to ask Chen Taoshao why she betrayed her."

Chen Zhangqin brought the plate, and when he entered the door, he heard this sentence. He put three bowls of water chestnuts on the table, and said, "Now that you are going back to Yangjing, you are going to die. Don't forget, Chen Taoshao is now the monarch, and he doesn't care about you." Which princess is it?"

"Chen Zhangqin," Chen Yiyi called his name loudly, and said slowly, "I originally loved you and took care of you, but the half-brother is really a half-brother. Once you feel sorry for the emperor, I will miss your kindness. And you, rejoice over his bones."

Wearing a good hairpin, Chen Yiyi raised her skirt and stood up. She walked over lightly, picked up the bowl, took a big mouthful of water chestnut, swallowed it before chewing, and took another mouthful. The water chestnut filled her mouth and her cheeks bulged.

Chen Yiyi who was chewing slowly, her eyes turned red in an instant, and she held the bowl and burst into tears within a few seconds of silence.

Saying in the mouth: "I have no home..."

Chen Yiyi is not a person with experience, she is naughty, delicate, and sensitive. Her grief has not been deliberately diagnosed and treated, so it is dark and long-lasting. More than 200 days have passed since the parting, but Chen Yiyi's soul is still a princess.

She wants a cat, a puppy, a spacious palace, a variety of snacks, and jewelry and costumes.

To adapt to the original life.

The medicine was taken in Nanputang, and I went to the inn's kitchen to cook it, and got a bowl of grey-brown soup with astringent taste. Mei Jibo couldn't sleep well, so she got out of bed and sat at the table with her clothes on. She suffered from insomnia, Worried, there are two bruises under the eyes, the man is so thin that the jaws are sharper, the hair is not tied, and it hangs on the back, like a large piece of shiny silk.

Qi Ziren was like a gray cloud, meeting him only once made Mei Jibo uneasy till now.

This is a guest room on the second floor. The window is facing a not-so-busy street. At this moment, everything is deserted and asleep. , masked man.

A drugged veil covered Mei Jibo's mouth and nose, and the man held her waist tightly, and when she was about to lose consciousness, he carried her on his back, went out through the window, and left.

At the same time, Yan Xiu had just arrived at the banquet in Lin's residence, because Lin Hongruo's father's banquet was about the convenience of business, so he couldn't refuse, the night was still not cold, but it wasn't boring anymore.

Yan Xiu originally had a poor capacity for alcohol, and after being downed a few more glasses, he lost his mind. It was getting late, and it was difficult to send him back. Therefore, Boss Lin arranged a guest room for him to stay.

Lin Hongruo invited to take care of the errand, she took the warm soup brought by the servants, and said at the table, "Have a few sips, Mr. Yan."

Yan Xiu was also sitting with a dazed expression. Suddenly, he pulled Lin Hongruo's wrist.

Lin Hongruo hurriedly said, "Add kudzu flower, scutellaria scutellariae, and raw gypsum...these are all useful. After you drink the soup, the headache will go away."

"Hmm..." Yan Xiu nodded, wondering if he understood what she said.

The white porcelain spoon and the brown medicinal soup were slowly delivered to Yan Xiu's mouth.

He still held Lin Hongruo's wrist holding the bowl with one hand. .

The soup was astringent, but not very bitter. Yan Xiu managed to drink two spoonfuls, and got up to leave. His gait was unsteady, and he took two steps towards the door. Lin Hongruo immediately put down the bowl, and got up too, worried that he would fall.

She went to grab Yan Xiu's sleeve.

Said: "This is the room for you. After drinking the soup, you wash up, and then, hurry up and rest."

"Chen..." Yan Xiu's words were on the back of his tongue, he slowly turned around to look at Lin Hongruo, and whispered, "Chen Liuyuan."

"I'm not."

"You are."

Lin Hongruo withdrew the hand that was holding the sleeve, she opened her eyes round, surprised at Yan Xiu's hand that suddenly stretched out, the fingertips were a little cold, and there were calluses on the fingertips; Yan Xiu stroked Lin Hongruo's cheek, and said, "That's right. "

The breath is full of alcohol, and people sink and float in a cauldron of chaotic water, at a loss.

Lin Hongruo shook her head, she backed away abruptly, letting Yan Xiu's hand feel empty, she said: "Mr. Yan, I am not a forceful person. If you had told me earlier, I would have understood. You don't have to embarrass yourself. There are some things you can tell me."

Yan Xiu groped to the side of the bed and sat down. He wouldn't drink too much, his face was stained red, and he had a rich and blunt appearance. He leaned against the side of the bed, his face pressed against the cold wood.

Taking a deep breath, he said again: "Chen Liuyuan."

"Who is Chen Liuyuan?"

After asking, Lin Hongruo brought soup, stood up, and fed it to Yan Xiu's mouth.

Yan Xiu didn't answer.

Lin Hongruo said: "You and I are both self-respecting people. If I knew that you had a sweetheart, how could I... I have also studied since I was a child, and there is no shortage of food and clothing at home. I will naturally love myself very much."

In the end, after drinking half a bowl of soup, Yan Xiu was still calling that name after washing up. He even held Lin Hongruo's wrist, suppressing his crying, and his eyes were red.

"Go to sleep, I'll accompany you for a while." Lin Hongruo helped him cover the quilt, got off the bed curtain, and said softly.

She couldn't ask Yan Xiu's story, and she couldn't see through him even more. After thinking for a long time, she was finally disappointed and upset. Just now, Yan Xiu was still holding the lantern hairpin that he took off from his head.

Said, "The man who gave me this is dead."

Xiao Tanqing is about to give birth, and the Yan family has been very busy recently. Lin Hongruo thought for a while, and decided to send Yan Xiu back at dawn. She has too much rest and is mature. The result of romance.

The most common things in life are ordinary things with small loss.

Yan Xiu can always dream of Chongcheng, it is even a place he loves more than Taolangguan. The poems he once wrote for himself describe the scenes of Chongcheng, which is a little warm but full of melancholy.

The palace lanterns in Chongcheng are born day and night, and the moonlight makes the sound of drums prosper.

People like Chen Bizhen are used to being naughty, and they can't sleep well. They always touch the tip of Yan Xiu's nose and say, "You should lie in my arms."

Yan Xiu turned over and slept with his back facing him.

"Is it okay to make you a queen? Or what do you want to do most? Be the prime minister, okay?"

The young man had a haunting voice and said some extremely crazy words. Yan Xiu didn't have the heart to pretend to be asleep. He supported his numb body, turned over and sat up, and said: "Don't say that, you will be blamed, I will There's nothing wrong with being in the Imperial Medical Office, don't lift me up."

Chen Bizhen held his stomach and laughed, laughed for a while, and said, "Of course I'm bluffing you."

"It's boring."

After Yan Xiu finished speaking, he frowned and wanted to lie down, but the little emperor sat up suddenly, the smile on his mouth disappeared, he stared straight at Yan Xiu, suddenly rushed forward, hugged his waist, face to face , Said: "I don't want to hurt you."

Yan Xiu poked his face and said, "It's good that you know."

The four eyes meet, as if to tear out concrete strands, the upper lip touches the lower lip, Chen Butie seems to bite the soft piece of meat, he is reckless, has jerky tenderness, but seems to be born with charm, let People are shy.

Let people perish.

Early the next morning, Yan Xiu got up to wash up, went to Boss Lin's room to bid farewell, and said a few words to Lin Hongruo. He forgot what actually happened last night, and only clearly remembered the lingering dream.

Lin Hongruo changed into new clothes, still dressed elegantly, she said: "I'll go back with you, to see the second young master's wife."

So, the mansion prepared two sedan chairs and went to Yan's mansion. After getting off the sedan chair and entering the door, Yan You led Lin Hongruo to her room. Halfway there, Lin Hongruo suddenly spoke up and said, "Second Young Master, I want to ask you something. thing."

"Ah."

"Do you know a person named Chen Liuyuan?"

Yan You replied, "I've never heard of it."

"Last night, Mr. Yan was drunk and kept calling her by this name, saying that she was dead. I guess that might be his sweetheart." After speaking, he went to the front of the room, Yan You pushed open the door, and went in with Lin Hongruo.

In fact, he didn't ignore Lin Hongruo's words. After thinking about it for a long time, he had many conjectures in his mind. When he was done seeing off the guests and before lunch, Yan You went to the room to look for Yan Xiu. When he entered the door, he asked, "Miss Lin said you If you read 'Chen Liuyuan' while drunk, who is Chen Liuyuan?"

Yan Xiu was obviously surprised, he shook his head and said, "Why do you ask this?"

"Is that the emperor?" Yan You stepped out of the room and said, "I can guess."

He walked so fast that he didn't even give Yan Xiu a chance to defend himself.

Nearly half of September has passed, and the trees in Fushan are still verdant.

In a few days, it will be Tanqing's time to give birth, and in a few months, it will be the twelfth lunar month and the Spring Festival. That incident has passed for too long, and everything has been covered up by life, and it has been sealed in the history books ever since.

Yan Xiu stood in front of the cabinet and took the hairpin off his head. He had to say goodbye, even though he still couldn't really take it off.

The gilt lantern was put into a box and placed deep in the cabinet, and there was always a faint musty smell in the dark.

"After the phoenix trees are half dead and cleared of frost," he read, "the white mandarin ducks fly away without companions.①"

Notes: ① It comes from "Partridge Sky·Chongguo Changmen Everything Is Not" written by He Zhu in the Song Dynasty.

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