Brocade tears

Meng Kuang went back to the house, stood outside and looked at the padlocks on the doors and windows, thinking that Guo Dayou would come again at some point, and these locks still had to be hung.However, there is no need to lock the inner door between the study room and the bedroom.Even if she wanted to lock Sui Er, but judging by her sister's current attitude towards Sui Er, she couldn't lock Sui Er at all.It is impossible for her to stay at home and take care of her all day long. It doesn't make much sense to lock it or not.

However, she is still worried about Sui Er.I am worried because I can't see through it. The words in this woman's mouth are not true or false. What she has experienced is still blurred and unclear.She still needs time to investigate before she can touch the edge of the truth.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but began to think carefully about the content of the question and answer between Sui'er and Guo Dayou.Sui'er's description of the process of leaving the palace is definitely not a temporary thought.All the things that happened, the people involved, including many details, were so seamless, it was clearly as if she had planned for a long time and carried it out step by step.But Sui Er said before that Concubine Gong sent her out.If it was really given by Concubine Gong, would she still need to spend so much effort?Or maybe Concubine Gong really has no influence in the palace, so she can't help, so she has to plan by herself.

And what happened today caused my sister to fall ill, and she will never forgive the culprit.There were so many things going on, she simply sat behind the desk, spread out the paper, and pondered while studying the ink.After a while, I start to make a list of things that need to be investigated next.

After writing for a while, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and Meng Yan led Sui'er in.Sitting behind the table, Meng Kuang looked up and saw the two girls looking so beautiful after getting out of the bath, he couldn't help being stunned.Especially Sui'er, she was only wearing a thin white gauze inner sheet, her long dark brown hair was wetly draped over her shoulders, moistening the back of her clothes, revealing a three-pointed scene.Meng Kuang didn't know why his heart was beating wildly, so he hurriedly looked away.

"Sister, if you're not busy, come and help me. I have to apply medicine to Sui'er, and two hands are really not enough." Meng Yan said to her sister while wiping her hair.

"You...you put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold." Meng Kuang hurriedly got up, took off his coat and robe from the hanger beside him, and covered her body.Then her eyes fell on Sui'er again, Sui'er was wearing thin clothes, standing aside shivering, looking at her with a pair of clear amber eyes, exuding a delicate and pitiful taste.Meng Kuang hesitated for a moment, then pulled out his own blanket from the Arhat bed beside him, folded it in half along the corner, pulled it open and held it in his hands, and walked over to cover Sui'er.Sui'er bowed her head, the corners of her lips curled up in joy, a faint blush appeared on her face, and Meng Kuang became dumbfounded again.

Meng Yan looked at the two of them strangely, and said after a while, "Come to the dormitory."

"Xiao Yan... um... don't bother Qing... Brother Kuang." Sui Er suddenly said.She still doesn't know what to call Meng Kuang. The previous "Sister Qing" seems to be inappropriate at the moment, but she insisted on changing it to "Brother Kuang".

"Huh? Why?" Meng Yan asked strangely, "She's not busy, right?"

"I..." Meng Kuang didn't know what to say. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Sui'er's red ears, and she said shyly, "I'm a little busy."

Meng Yan was confused, but judging from what she seemed to be writing just now, maybe she was really busy.That's all, I really don't understand these two people.She said:

"Then take your time, Sui Er, come in, I'll give you medicine."

Meng Yan led Sui'er into the bedroom and closed the inner door.After Meng Kuang sat back at the table, he picked up his pen again, trying to concentrate, and continued writing with the same train of thought just now.But the nib of the pen was hanging on the paper for a long time, but her mind was full of Sui Er's appearance.Her every frown and smile just now, every gesture of her hand and gesture, fully occupied her thoughts, making it impossible for her to continue thinking.It was as if a hot boulder had been blocked in her heart, and bursts of scalding came up, filling her mind with inexplicable imaginations.She wanted to touch the wetness of that hair, want to have a glimpse of the scenery behind the clothes, as well as the thin white neck, red ears, and how lovely the delicate body would be if held in her arms.

"Pa", she slapped the pen on the pen mount, and buried her face in her palms.

Meng Qing, there is something wrong with you... she scolded.

"hiss……"

"Does it hurt? You have bruises and lacerations. It will definitely hurt when you apply this medicine."

There was a faint sound of conversation between the two in the dormitory, and Meng Kuang's soul was immediately pulled over.She stood up unconsciously, walked slowly to the inner door, and watched the scene in the room through the glazed partition.But it was a blur to the eyes, and only the shadowy figures could be seen swaying under the light of a few lights in the room.

Meng Kuang regretted it, why did she say that she was busy just now?She really wanted to see Sui'er's injuries. Meng Kuang hoped that he could see the painful scars left by her experiences over the years.Where did those new bruises come from?She also wanted to ask clearly.

"You really don't want to say who hit you?" Meng Yan asked in a low voice, and she tried again while applying medicine to Sui'er.

"Actually, I did this injury myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone else." Sui'er actually answered.

"Nonsense, how could you hit yourself on the back? Someone obviously hit you with a stick or something. This injury can't fool my eyes," Meng said.

Sui'er replied lightly: "There is a punishment tool in the palace called the self-correcting stick. It is made of bamboo and is very long. It is thrown upwards to the top of the head. The bamboo pieces at the head of the stick are not tied tightly. It is very tough and fits perfectly. Throw it over and hit him on the back. If the master has mercy on the palace man who made a mistake and let him take the stick from himself, he will hit himself, one left and one right. I made a mistake, and the punishment I received is spanking Self-tightening the stick until you bleed."

Meng Yan's fingertips that were applying the medicine slowly trembled, and Meng Kuang's hands behind his back gradually clenched into fists.

Meng Ai asked, "What mistake did you make?"

"I didn't make a mistake, it's just that someone else made a mistake." Sui'er smiled, "I took the place of her."

"You are so stupid."

"If I don't stand up for her, she will be more sad than I am now. Anyway... I will leave the palace soon, if I can help others before I leave, it will be regarded as accumulating merit."

"Which master punished you?"

"Your Majesty's Concubine."

"Concubine... is that Concubine Zheng?" Meng Yan asked, she was not very clear about the masters in the palace.

"Ah."

Meng Kuang's eyes flickered, could it be true that what she said she left a tailor's bag with Concubine Zheng?It's just that she didn't really break Zheng Guifei's secret, maybe she didn't leave the tailor bag behind, but she should have gone back to get it, and maybe something happened in the middle, and she was punished.

Right now there are rumors in the palace that Zheng Guifei is emotionally unstable.Because she has been pregnant for more than nine months now, and she is about to give birth.The Chengqian Palace where she lives is very tense, and the palace people are often punished for small things.

Meng Ai didn't ask further questions, but changed the subject and said:

"Why didn't you ask my sister to help you just now?"

"...I don't really want her to see my body." Sui'er hesitated and said slowly.

"Hehe, although my sister has disguised herself as a man for many years, she is still a woman. There is nothing to be ashamed about. And nine years ago, the night you first came to our house, she saw you all. She did it for you People who have washed their bodies." Meng Yan found it funny.

Meng Kuang, who was standing behind the partition, also slowly curled the corners of his lips.

"It's not... shy..." Sui'er's words were not very convincing, her face was flushed, "My body now is much uglier than it was then."

These words made Meng Yan and Meng Kuang feel sour in their hearts.

"What's ugly, why do you dislike you?" After a while, Meng Yan said angrily.

These words made Sui'er laugh.

"Okay, the medicine is ready. I'll simply wrap you with a layer of gauze. You should try to sleep on your side at night. It's not good to press the wound." Meng Yan finished applying the medicine and told her while packing the medicine bottle.

Sui'er nodded while pulling up her clothes and putting them on.Seeing that Meng Ai was about to come, Meng Kuang hurriedly returned to the desk, sat down, picked up a pen, and pretended to be thinking hard.

After a while, Meng An opened the inner door and entered the study room, and saw Meng Kuang sitting there with the same number of words on the paper just now on the table.She couldn't help laughing secretly, Xin Dao's elder sister guessed that she was just eavesdropping.

"Sister, I put your blanket on the bed for you."

"Oh." Meng Kuang raised his head in response.

She saw that Meng Kuang's half-wet and half-dry long hair was simply tied behind his head, and his clothes were also very thin.Remembering that I was still wearing my sister's clothes, I took off my jacket and robe, walked over to put it on my sister, and said:

"Don't just rely on your good health to show off your abilities, beware of catching a cold."

"Well, I can save it." The jacket still carried the warmth of Meng Nuan's body, pressing against Meng Kuang's heart warmly.

"Don't tire yourself out, go to bed early, and I'll go to rest too."

"it is good."

"Good night, sister."

"Good night."

Meng Ai took the door of the study and went out, while Meng Kuang's eyes fell on the blanket on Luohan's bed.She got up unconsciously, went to Luohan's bed and picked up the blanket, the tentacles were still warm and damp.A faint fragrance came from her nose, she slowly brought the blanket close to her nose and sniffed lightly, it seemed to be the fragrance of orchids.Is this her scent?How could she not know that she still has body fragrance, maybe it was brought out by incense in the palace all these years.But I haven't smelled it a few days ago. Is it only after bathing?

Suddenly, Sui'er's voice came from the inner door:

"Brother Kuang... can I come in?"

Meng Kuang was so frightened that he shivered all over, hurriedly messed up the blanket and stuffed it into a corner of the Arhat's bed.Conceited his hands and stood aside pretending nothing had happened.

"What are you going to do?" she replied stiffly.

"I want to borrow a book to see, can I?"

"What book do you want to read, I'll get it for you." She said.

"I... I don't know..." Sui'er said helplessly, she just wanted to borrow a book to pass the time, and she didn't know what book she wanted to read for a while.

There was no response in the study for a while, Sui'er thought Meng Kuang ignored her, and sighed softly.Just as he was about to return to the bed to rest, the inner door opened, and Meng Kuang appeared at the door with a few books in his hand.

Sui'er stared at her in a daze, always felt that her angry appearance didn't seem like she came to borrow books, but rather came to collect debts.This person seems to be always angry, with all kinds of anger, cold, chilling, bursting, or sad, but now it is another kind of anger, what is it?She racked her brains and thought about words to describe, but she didn't know what words to use for a moment.

Meng Kuang took two steps, came up to Sui'er, and stuffed the books into her hands.Then suddenly said:

"Don't call me Brother Kuang."

"Huh?" Sui'er was puzzled.

"Anyway, don't shout."

"Then...how should I..."

"Anything!" She rudely interrupted Sui'er's inquiry, turned around and went back to the study, the inner door was closed again.

Sui'er was speechless for a while, then turned her attention to the books in her hands, the first was "Han Yuefu Poetry Collection", the second was "Lu Shi Chunqiu", and there was "Jinsilu" .She casually opened the collection of Yuefu poems, and turned to "Thinking" without thinking, because Meng Kuang folded a corner on this page.She silently read this Yuefu poem, and an indescribable joy suddenly rose in her heart. This joy was really unreasonable, and she couldn't understand it at all.But her heart suddenly became joyful, and the image of Meng Kuang angrily telling her not to call her "Brother Kuang" just now became cute in her mind.

She walked back to the table with a smile on her face, put a shade on the oil lamp, and planned to read long tonight to relieve boredom.But I never thought that just as I propped myself up to the edge of the table, there was a "click", the poor table finally broke its leg, overturned and overturned, and the oil lamp was also broken to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Meng Kuang quickly opened the door and came in when he heard the movement, and saw Sui'er sitting helplessly beside the overturned table at a glance.

Meng Kuang looked at the table with the broken leg, and immediately felt embarrassed.The oil lamp was also knocked over, and the house was dark.After a long silence, she said sullenly:

"I'll fix it tomorrow and change a table for you."

"Yeah." Sui'er replied with a half smile.

"Are you... still studying tonight?"

"Want to read."

"Then... you can come to the study." Meng Kuang said hesitantly.

Spike smiled happily in the darkness.