Rong Xuan

Sima Xuan didn't know how long she slept, she was awakened by her own nightmare.

Almost everyone who retreated from those bloody battlefields will have some heart disease left over from the battlefield of life and death, and she, Sima Xuan, is no exception, even though she has the title of Shura who kills without blinking an eye.

The brain that had just woken up was still a mess, and he was not particularly sober. This result directly caused Sima Xuan to forget the knife wound on his back, and directly turned over from the sideways position and lay down flat.

"Hiss..." The strong wound immediately caused its owner to gasp in pain, and immediately grinned and continued to lie on his side, clutching his lower back.

Suddenly, the person lying on his side just now froze all his movements, including his shallow breathing, as if he had been hit by an acupuncture point. She lay on her side in a different direction and saw that the inside of the low couch, beside her side, was unexpectedly Cao Yuanrong fell asleep.

...She, Hui'er, she seemed, didn't seem to be awakened by her turning over...

Sima Xuan observed quietly for a moment, seeing that Cao Hui had been sleeping peacefully, finally let out a very low breath from her nasal cavity.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened at some point, and there were no lamps in the room, it was pitch black, only a faint moonlight like water came in through the window, fell on the low couch, and fell on Cao Hui's face , shadowy and mottled, false and real, Sima Xuan had to get very close to see the face he wanted to see clearly.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of breathing alternately ringing in the ear, one light and one gentle, this scene makes people feel an inexplicable warmth.

But the night in the room, which was diluted by the moonlight, was a bit cold, and one couldn't help but want to lean towards a warm place. Sima Xuan slowly propped up his upper body with his elbows. After a moment of silence, the man finally got up slowly, He walked out of the study in the dark.

When Cao Hui woke up, it was past dinner time. She sat up and looked at the dim candlelight in the study, but she couldn't wake up in time - she just felt that she had slept deeply and at ease.

Yuyan was waiting outside the partition of the Moon Gate. Seeing the people on the low couch waking up, she coughed lightly on the spot: "Ma'am, you are awake."

"..." Cao Hui was still sitting on the inner side of the low couch, with the thin blanket that she had covered Sima Xuan's body still on her body. She frowned, her sleepy eyes flickering slowly. After a touch of unconcealable panic.

Then, she told herself, it's okay, it's okay, it's just that she accidentally fell asleep here.

You see, that person named Sima Xuan has already left at some point, hasn't he?

"It's already getting dark. I've slept for a long time." Cao Hui lifted the blanket on her body. The cool night in early summer made her shiver directly. She sat on the edge of the low couch and bent over to put on her shoes. Yu Yan who came to help was stopped in time, but she still couldn't help asking in a low voice: "You... where is your master?"

Yuyan: "The elder uncle came back from Chang'an to guard the capital of Changding. The master has gone to find the elder uncle. He should be back soon. Madam, do you want the servant to order someone to watch at the door?"

"No, no, I..." Cao Hui, who subconsciously wanted to reject everything related to Sima Xuan, paused for a few words that remained in his mouth. The words that had been insincere hesitantly circled between his lips and teeth for a few times, and finally he just went with Yuyan, Silently restored the original furnishings on the low couch.

"Let's go back." Cao Yuanrong said.

……

From the beginning of the watch, the moonlight is bright and the sky is as clear as washing.

Sima Xuan came back from outside very late, passed by Cao Hui's house and saw that the light was still on inside, she turned slightly, and came to Cao Hui's door by some strange coincidence.

But when she really stood here, she lost the courage to raise her hand and knock on the door.

During the day today, her elder brother-in-law Wei Jingting came from Chang'an, and was stopped by her father Sima Xiu and his future "father-in-law" Xun Run for a while before leaving the south gate. What did he say to his elder brother-in-law, and what did each sentence mean? Sima Xuan just went to talk to Wei Jingting about it.

The results obtained are mixed.

Of course, from the perspective of the court officials, Sima Yuanchu, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment, is a very special existence-as the eldest son of Prince Qingxu, she has to report the fourfold grace of heaven and help the people in three ways; Marquis of Jingling, she has great compassion to share the happiness of all sentient beings, and great compassion to share the suffering of all sentient beings. There can hardly be a single mistake in up and down, otherwise it will be difficult to justify her whole body.

If you have the heart to tell everything plainly, it will be nothing more than four words of ulterior motives, and this time I was plotted by someone, except for the real mastermind behind the scenes, and the other nonsense and trivial things, it turned out to be those scumbags who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity Adding insult to injury.

I also blame myself for being a little arrogant on weekdays, offending many villains, tsk, but I can't do without being arrogant!

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Although it is not good to compare the emperor of the dynasty to being a thief, the reason is this-if she does not offend others, she will become a heavenly family sooner or later based on her achievements in the northern border If you are a thorn in the side, it is better to simply take the initiative to make mistakes and let the Tian family hold the handle, feeling that no matter how arrogant you are, you have not escaped his palm, and in the end you still have to rely on his old man for support.

Just when Sima Xuan was hesitating, the girl Yuyan suddenly opened the door from the inside. After seeing the person at the door, Yuyan was obviously shocked: "Master, you are back? Madam hasn't rested yet!"

Sima Xuan: "...um."

She closed her mouth and hummed, then walked along the corridor to her bedroom with her hands full of thoughts.

She didn't know how to open her mouth to tell Cao Hui about this, and even she was a little afraid to see her again.

Could it be that she should go straight to Cao Hui and say, "Cao Yuanrong, my father and Mr. Xun have fixed the date of our marriage, and you will become my wife again in a month's time"— —Sima Xuan knew that this would only make her hate herself even more.

I and Cao Hui are not from the same world.

The Cao family of the first-rank Fuguogong is the hairpin family of Chaoguo for generations, a famous scholar, and a scholarly family. Cao Yuanrong, the only daughter of Fuguogong, besides the appearance and demeanor like a fairy, is also full of talents and knowledge. The emperor couldn't help but praise this woman's quality and wisdom, she is outstanding.

But who are you?Forced to pretend to be a man since he was a child, he ran wildly with his cousins ​​when he was young, dragging a small bamboo pole to play horseback riding and fighting games. When he grew up, the bamboo horse was replaced by a real war horse, and the weapons in his hands were replaced by He bought a real Wuhen long knife, and he raised and lowered the knife all day long, cutting people like melons.

Looking at Cao Hui's face, I would feel inferior-it turns out that the real daughter's family looks like this, with bright eyes and bright eyes, and the tear mole at the corner of the eye is like the birthmark of the reincarnation of the fox demon in the mouth of the storyteller. Her frown and smile can easily make her, Sima Xuan, an ordinary person, feel ashamed.

Looking at Cao Hui's hand, I feel inferior—that is the hand my daughter should have. The fingers are like cutting onion roots, white and delicate, and you can write or pick up a needle. She just covered her mouth with a smile unintentionally, and she could casually make Sima Xuan, a rude person like her, feel ashamed.

And myself, myself... I look more like a young man, with a face that has been tanned rough and dark by the wind, sand and scorching sun in the north, with a knife scar on his forehead, no matter how ugly he looks; his hands are even more ugly. The handle of the Wuhen long knife was worn and covered with calluses, and the fingers were stiff. On the back of the hand, the traces of frostbite and moiré lines chapped by the north wind were clearly visible.

Having lived as a man for a long time, Sima Xuan even had the illusion that he was a man, so whenever she approached Cao Hui, she, Sima Xuan, could always clearly see how miserable and dirty she was.

To be honest, sometimes she would feel disgusted by herself—male, male, female, she hated this kind of self, it was impossible to add.

I just don't know how those great sages and great Confucianists got rid of the distracting thoughts in their hearts, so that all kinds of things in the past, such as dying yesterday, and all kinds of things in the future, such as being born today.

/ / /

Princess Yongjia traveled eastward via Tingzhou, without encountering any assassins on the way, and went back to the imperial capital Chang'an smoothly, first Sima Xuan.

Since ancient times in a city, there has been a saying that the east is rich, the west is rich, the south is poor, and the north is cheap. A gambling house is opened in a wealthy place in the east of the city, and behind it is the identity of Yongjia Princess, a relative of the emperor, so the business is natural. Hot as usual.

Seeing his boss appear in the gambling house, Gui Yanwu, the manager in charge of the daily management of the gambling shop, didn't rush up to flatter and offer loyalty like a dog's leg like those other house managers, but personally ordered a few reliable guys to quietly He silently followed the owner's side, in case anyone who was not open-eyed would bump into Princess Yongjia.

A game of gambling house is composed of three parts: the facade building, the Donglai Pavilion on the east and the leaning building on the west. The two floors of the facade welcome and send off some common scattered gamblers, just like the so-called small gambling, Big ones are not played here, only dice Pai Gow are bigger than big ones, and the tinkling ones are all considered lively.

Feeling bored after turning around twice, Princess Yongjia walked over to the third part of the casino - the leaning building that is almost connected to Wuwen Garden.

Different from the two floors in front of the facade and the Donglai Pavilion on the east side, the Yilou only welcomes female guests, and the vulgar and common dice Pai Gow are not played in the Yilou, but those games of chess and flower arrangement.

Princess Yongjia went in along the corridor with five steps, one flower, ten steps and one blue, and soon heard the voices of women talking and chatting.

"Hey, what kind of wind brought our nobleman Zhao back!" A woman who was arranging flowers in a blue and white porcelain vase saw Princess Yongjia sharp-eyed. She was holding scissors in one hand and a pruned branch in the other. With just one sentence, the budding flower branch diverted the attention of the people nearby to Zhao Qingjia: "Have you found your sweetheart whom you have been thinking about so much?"

This woman used to be the outer room raised by a certain third-rank official in the current dynasty. She gave birth to a son for a senior official who was over fifty years old two years ago. Zhengsheng is naturally arrogant.

Zhao Qingjia didn't bother talking to this kind of person, so he didn't speak directly, but after hearing this person's words, his eyes seemed to glance to this side, but his steps didn't stop, and he went further inside.

The noble concubine with the upturned nostrils was ignored, angry and annoyed on the one hand, but she couldn't help being laughed at by the people around her when she looked back. The noble concubine stared at Zhao Qingjia's back with gritted teeth, and the flower branch in her hand was also snapped off by her fold.

Past the people outside, walk through a small corridor full of Jiangnan charm, and then walk around a large screen carved from a whole piece of Hanshan black jade, with a picture of the Taiping Banquet in the World, and walk back for dozens of steps. Open the small door carved and painted with golden sand ink lines and red corals, and there is a strange cave inside.

"Qingjia is back!" The elegant young woman held a babbling child in her arms, holding a white Qishan jade chess piece in her hand, she smiled happily when she saw Yongjia: "Come and give me some pointers." Second, your sister-in-law of the Hua family deceived me not to concentrate on holding the child, and she was about to cut off my big dragon in the middle!"

Princess Yongjia's expressionless face finally showed a relaxed smile, she came over to tease the baby in the young woman's arms, rested her chin and looked at the chess game in front of her, she narrowed her eyes and said with a smile "If Sister Qin, you are willing to give the brother in your arms to Sister-in-law Hua to hug for a while, the dragon on your chessboard should come to life, otherwise you will not be able to save this dragon if you are a big player here." .”

One sentence hit the heart, not only made fun of the elder sister Qin who loves her son like life, but also praised the sister-in-law Hua who is superb in chess.

"Qingjia, you came at a good time." On the other side, a charming lady wearing a golden step and listening to the bright moon pendant waved to Princess Yongjia, and gave up her chair to Princess Yongjia. : "Let's replace me first. At home, your brother Ziqian broke a paperweight that his father likes. At this moment, he must have been beaten to pieces by his father. I have to go back and stop it."

The lady Tingting walked away, and Princess Yongjia sat in her seat and continued to draw cards - this is a game introduced from Jin Kingdom, which is a bit similar to Ye Zige played by the nobles of Chao Kingdom, called Huliang Card.

"Three of a kind." Princess Yongjia had just seen the thirteen cards in his hand, and Mrs. Liu who was sitting at home threw out a three of a kind.

Princess Yongjia picked up a card, and the second knuckle of her left index finger tapped lightly on the table covered with silk embroidered with thousands of flowers. She raised her hand and threw out a useless "[-]" card. ".

After a few rounds, the amateur player Princess Yongjia didn't play much cards, and the one who had the chance to win helped Mrs. Li, who was sitting opposite her, order the Hu cards.

Winning or losing a game of cards is a lottery. Although Princess Yongjia is playing for Mrs. She, she doesn't lose anything. Mrs. Li and Princess Yongjia know each other well, so she asked Princess Yongjia to take it from her The Xiangbao deer crane came out with the spring golden hairpin as a prize.

The Xiangbao Deer Crane Tongchun golden hairpin was won from Princess Qingxu in a polo match. It is rumored that the golden hairpin is the work of a certain master. He smiled and rolled his eyes, but he didn't know where he threw the hairpin after he won it back.

So, amidst the chatter and laughter and the new round of voice cards made of gold inlaid with jade, Princess Yongjia threw out a useless food card from his own card, and casually ordered the people behind him to: "Go back to Wuwen Garden and help me find this golden hairpin, Sixteen."

The author has something to say:

In the first two chapters, we dragged Mr. Zhao out for a stroll, and let Sima Xuanxuan go back to calm down and prepare to bid farewell to her single life.