The galloping carriage stopped suddenly, Cao Cao lifted the curtain and stretched out his hands to A Sheng who was sitting inside, and said with a smile, "Here we are."

She grabbed his hand and jumped out of the car, looking towards his mansion.The jade tea flower is delicate and charming, and when she raises her eyes to look at the smoky purple mixed with verdant green, her eyes are swaying.

"Ma'am, we're home." Cao Cao smiled and looked at A Sheng who was looking at the surrounding environment curiously, staring at her with bright eyes, as if there were stars in the sky.

Cao Cao took A Sheng's hand and walked towards the gate of the house, his fingers were tightly intertwined, the warm warmth flowed down his veins to the bottom of his heart, and A Sheng couldn't help but take a deep look at his profile.

The evening sun shines on his face through the gaps in the luxuriant sycamore trees, making him look both tough and tender, which makes her stunned.

Seeing them coming, the steward hurriedly bowed to greet them, and humbly greeted them: "Greetings, Young Master."

As soon as his eyes touched A Sheng who was at the side, he immediately showed a somewhat surprised expression, but he quickly realized and said equally respectfully: "The old slave welcomes Madam into the house."

A Sheng returned a salute to the gray-haired housekeeper: "My daughter also greets my uncle."

The housekeeper bent down to open the rich door for them, she held the hand of the man beside her tightly, raised her feet and stepped heavily over the high threshold, her steps were steady and firm.

A drop of raindrops from last night suddenly fell from the corner of the eaves, splashing transparent water on the pond on the ground, and the clear sound rippling deeply in her heart.

From now on, she, Bian Sheng, will stay with him forever and never leave him.She prayed silently in her heart, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of flying swallows under the eaves of the beams in front of her. Their black feathers looked bright and elegant in the peaceful and warm spring day.

They linger and play with each other in the flowers beside the column, as agile as butterflies.

"You will live in the east wing from now on. There is a lively small yard and pond here. You can water flowers and raise fish here, and do whatever you like." Cao Cao led her to open the door of the back room, A maid who was about the same age as Ah Sheng walked out, dressed in azure straight skirt, combing her hair in a delicate and elegant bun, and bowed softly to him.

He pointed to this maid and introduced to A Sheng: "Her name is Hongxue, and she will be your personal maid from now on. I have already ordered someone to clean your room and bed for you."

"And the lyre you like. I specially bought one for you from the famous Tang Qin master in Yanzhou, and put it in the wall."

A Sheng nodded slightly, thinking that he, a state herdsman who had fought in the battlefield all the year round, could think of her so thoughtfully and meticulously, she couldn't help feeling like spring water melted in her heart, grateful and warm.

Seeing her smiling, Cao Cao couldn't help revealing the joy of pampering in her eyes, and seemed to think of something, so he asked her in a questioning tone: "Your brother Bian Bing, I will leave him behind the scenes to do some civil work, so that he can exercise. Exercise him, I wonder if you agree?"

"Of course I'm more assured of Xiao Bing doing things under your command than anything else, but you have to treat him better, he is really a good boy." Ah Sheng thought that it was Xiao Bing who had been busy with his father and the family all along. , She has gray hair at an age when she has only tied her hair, and she feels astringent in her heart.

Cao Cao gently put his arms around her slender and thin shoulders, and began to tease: "You don't need to tell me, how dare I neglect my wife's younger brother?" His fingers gently pinched A Sheng's cheeks, and the warm touch made her feel tender. His heart moved.

A Sheng caught a glimpse of Hongxue standing nearby, and immediately blushed and wanted to push him away: "There are still people here."

Cao Cao didn't care about it at all. Instead, he got closer to her, picked up her jet-black hair and twirled it between his fingers, and whispered to her ear: "Aren't you shy?"

She blushed and wanted to refute, but at this moment she heard the creak of the door opening.

A strange young noble lady quietly appeared at the door as the door was pushed open. She was as dignified as a lady of the family, and she was dressed in an elegant and elegant black dress with black snails, and two maidservants stood behind her.

She happened to see the scene in the room just now, and the expression in her eyes was visibly shaken, with ripples that were invisible to the eye.

A Sheng didn't know who the noble lady who came over suddenly was, but she felt embarrassed in the end, and quickly broke free from Cao Cao's arm, and nodded bitterly at her.

Cao Cao stood up and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

"I heard that my sister has just entered the mansion, so I came here to greet my sister." Her haughty eyes glanced at A Sheng, but it was like Tang Si's cold gaze before, with contempt and slight hostility rushing towards her face.

As soon as this remark came out, A Sheng, who was a little stunned, immediately realized who the woman was.

It is Cao Cao's married wife Ding.

A Sheng stood up and looked her directly in the eyes, bowed his head slightly without being humble or overbearing: "My little girl is new here, I will ask Mrs. Ding to take care of her in the future."

Mrs. Ding looked at her condescendingly, with a smile that she didn't know whether it was irony or dissatisfaction.

She glanced at A Sheng coldly and arrogantly, and her words were barbed: "It's natural to take care of her. I heard that my sister was a kabuki in the past. From now on, my sister will teach you the rules in Cao's house."

When Cao Cao heard this, he immediately frowned and stopped her with his eyes: "Ding Xi!"

Mrs. Ding slowly stretched out her hand to straighten the golden jade bracelet in her bun, turned her eyes to Cao Cao, and said with a sneer, "The general doesn't like to hear this, so why don't you want me to congratulate you on your new beauty?"

Without waiting for his answer, she turned around and walked out the door with a soft snort.

After Hongxue walked out of the house and closed the door, there was no one else around except Cao Cao, and it became completely silent again.

A Sheng was silent for a long time without opening his mouth. Cao Cao held her drooping face, looked directly into her clear pupils, as if carefully testing her, and said in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

She shook her head without feeling sad or happy, but it made him even more worried, and her voice couldn't help but change: "Ding Xi always talks like this, I'm sorry to offend you."

He stared at her nervously, his eyes full of concern and distress.

"I never cared about what other people thought. I was indeed a servant girl and a musician. I was born in a humble and humble background, but the only thing I care about is what you think of me. As long as you respect and love me, other people's gossip can't break me Half a point." Hearing the words, she suddenly lifted her head excitedly, looked at him with burning eyes, and clutched the corner of her clothes with her fingers anxiously and anticipating.

Without saying a word, he suddenly hugged her tightly so that Ah Sheng could hear his beating heart.

"The words I once said to you will never change." His voice was calm and solemn, and every word echoed in her heart, resonantly, "The relationship between me and you is not only respect and love, but also holding hands. I know your heart well, and you know mine too."

After finishing speaking, he leaned down and kissed her smooth and fair forehead, and murmured: "Because you are the only treasure that I keep in the palm of my life."

The lamps and candles are flickering, and the moonlight is like a swan.

***

Ah Sheng originally thought that Hongxue would get along with her master and servant in harmony, but she didn't expect this maid to be very arrogant, calling her to do some housework and even putting it off in a perfunctory manner, even speaking hostilely towards herself.

Hongxue's appearance is not beautiful, but she is quite clever and alert.

The master, Ah Sheng, was cleaning the bisque vase, while she was idle, picking up the scroll on the table and flipping through it.

A Sheng didn't bother to argue with her, anyway, she was used to doing housework, so it wouldn't be nice to stop Hongxue's elegant mood.But this little maid is also strange, she can read and write, and her background is not simple.

However, I often quit working back then, and took advantage of the sunny afternoon to read bamboo slips in my study.

Ah Sheng suddenly remembered that when a girl is married, her hair must be rolled up, and it can no longer be loosened as before.So she simply put down the handkerchief in her hand and sat down, and tied her hair in a bun facing the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table.

Naturally, she rarely bothered to dress up. She was unfamiliar with her skills at first, but now she was even more flustered. She tossed and loosened, loosened and combed. Her hairstyle was either too messy or looked rustic and vulgar. She couldn't help but slapped the table in frustration.

"Stupid." When Ah Sheng was entangled with her hair, she heard Hong Xue who was silent beside her suddenly speak, with a sneering tone.

A Sheng was dissatisfied for a moment, turned around and shouted at her: "I'm stupid, so will you?"

She didn't want Hongxue to put down the letter in her hand, walked straight over, and ordered her in a bad tone: "Give me the wooden comb and bamboo grate."

Although Ah Sheng was displeased, he obediently handed the things to Hongxue.Through the bronze mirror, Asheng saw her clean and neat hand movements, divided her hair into several strands and twisted them, and quickly overlapped and braided them on the top of her head to form a Chaoyunjinxiang bun, and finally put on a black jade hairpin to fix it.

Ah Sheng could not take her eyes off her eyes, and felt sincere admiration and gratitude in her heart, but before she had time to express her gratitude, Hongxue put down the comb with a "bang", and went back to the desk to flip through the bamboo slips.

"Hey, it's time to eat." Seeing that Hongxue was fascinated by reading again, Ah Sheng couldn't help breaking the silence to remind her.

Cao Cao specially hired a well-known cook for her to prepare meals for her. Every day, the dishes were carefully cooked and tasted very delicious.

She served Hongxue a bowl of stuffed lotus root meat and roast goose with chestnuts, which smelled fragrant and very tempting.Unexpectedly, Hongxue didn't accept her kindness, she just raised her eyelids lazily, glanced at the food on the table, and said three words sullenly: "I'm not hungry."

Seeing that her attitude was still so indifferent, Ah Sheng was immediately discouraged, and resentfully went to the yard to study how to make the peony grow more beautiful. Unexpectedly, she suddenly caught a glimpse of an agile figure in the room rushing towards the desk from the corner of her eyes. , picked up the bowl and frantically picked up vegetables and swallowed.

A Sheng shook her head helplessly and sighed, this Hongxue really had a weird temper, she refused to accept her love in person, but she just waited for her front foot to walk away, and she couldn't help but gobble it up with her back foot.

"Sister, the red medicine flowers in your yard are so beautiful." A young and tender child suddenly ran to the door of her room, squatting down and admiring those peonies that were dripping with water.

The boy looked to be only four or five years old, and his brows and eyes were very clever, which made Ah Sheng fall in love with him.

She also squatted down and smiled kindly at him: "Thank you for your compliment."

He stared blankly at her with big eyes, with a cute expression when he suddenly saw a beautiful girl: "Sister, you are more beautiful than your flowers."

She rubbed his soft face with a smile, and found that he still lowered his head shyly, blinked mysteriously, and whispered in her ear: "You are much prettier than my mother, she always has a straight face. Lol, you always force me to write big characters."

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