box of hearts

Chapter 166
Her hut has been washed with clean water, and the stained bedding has been discarded, but there is still a lingering stench—from her own body.It was when the corners of her clothes were splashed when she picked up the picks, or when she splashed other people's houses, she had already soiled herself.There was a small vat in the corner of the room. Qingtian rolled up his sleeves and knelt down, soaked his entire left arm in it, and slowly rested his chin on the rim of the vat.It seemed that in just a moment, her mouth opened wide, but she closed her teeth tightly again. There was no sound of crying, only one drop of raindrops hanging on her head fell, followed by two tears gushing out of her eyes. Walking in the clear spring, it turned into the torrent of the Three Gorges in an instant, stirring up layers of ripples in the water tank.She didn't cry when she was escorted out of Beijing, she didn't cry when she was driven into slavery, she didn't cry when she was sweating every night because of the pain from her fingers to her heart, but now, she taught her opponents a lesson They, on the contrary, wept so miserably and so desperately.

Except for Qingtian himself, the whole world doesn't understand why, especially in such a world where the only way to win respect is to be a bitch.

From this day on, Qingtian's life in Shuyue Nunnery became much more comfortable.Although she still has to do the chores of collecting firewood and raising rice, no one dares to push her to work that does not belong to her.By the end of the rainy season, her right hand was almost healed, with some numbness, but it was not hindered at all, but it was ruined.The thumb was missing a piece, the index finger had a nub, the tip of the middle finger was crooked, and there was no nail at all.The word "Jade Sun" that was born for her hand no longer belongs to her.But Qingtian didn't care about it at all, he just tapped a eucalyptus with this ugly and deformed hand calmly; every night in the evening class, he read the "Amitabha Sutra" once, the "Mantra of Rebirth" three times, worshiped the 88 Buddhas, and once "" "The Great Repentance" and after a quarter of an hour of reciting Buddha's prayers, the first thing she did when she returned to her room was to catch fish and chant scriptures, and she continued to chant until late at night, with a large stack of books on hand - blessings, Each article is printed with densely packed small circles, and after reading the scriptures once, tap a circle with a red pen.She walks alone, doesn't talk or laugh, besides doing work is chanting scriptures, in the entire Shuyue nunnery, and even the entire nunnery in Yangzhou, there is no more pious bhikkhuni than Qingtian.Her occasional distraction is just staring between chanting, the content in her eyes is not about the five precepts and ten virtues, but the seven emotions and six desires that make a pair of condensed waves red and red again.But soon, she would shake her head, blink her eyes, take a deep breath, and then tap the small paddle in her hand.

On a mountain night where the dew stars are dim and the moon leaks and the wind pierces through, the monotonous sound of the wooden fish is like the footsteps of a heart, walking alone and persistently, not knowing where or whom to go.

12.
Echoing the tranquility of Yangzhou, Beijing, which has been disturbed by the appointment of a queen for more than half a year, has also entered a good time for long summer days and tea and fragrance.

The final candidate for the empress was finalized in May, and all the ladies of the big family lost the election. The winner was a little-known Tongzhou Min family, whose father was only a third-rank governor. It is also very unpopular. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the regent's suppression of the descendants after the cabinet.And this time the daughter of a non-noble can ascend to the throne, which is also a sign that the regent has completely replaced the royal cabinet and is arbitrary.

[7] Just after the Dragon Boat Festival, the betrothal gift was [-] gold and [-] silver, both of which were specially cast by the Ministry of Households.In addition, there are other sundries such as tribute satin, silverware, or gifts to the brothers and sisters of the descendants, all of which highlight the majesty of the heavenly family.

After the busy days passed, the Prince Regent's Mansion, which was full of people, was quiet for a while.In the garden in the afternoon, a flower shed was covered with green creepers, and the ground was full of shade without sunlight.The surrounding white stone flower beds are full of famous flowers, which are full of fragrance and pistils.Next to it is a goldfish pond made of white jade, among the duckweed and green grass, five-color salmon swim through with their tails down.Just under the wooden frame, beside the flower bed, and in front of the fish pond, Princess Xiangshou leaned on the railing and sat reclining, wearing a short-waist embroidered Luoru and ai-green embroidered gourd skirt with twelve fairy skirts. Wearing a Xifu crabapple, it is just a pregnant woman's home wear, but it is as gorgeous as a flower god.

There were a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind at her temples, her delicate red lips were soft with the fragrance of petals, and she sighed softly: "My lord..."

In Qi She's hand was a shakuhachi fan, slowly fanning it up and down for his wife.He smiled, took a slice from an ice tray filled with fresh lotus root at his elbow, and fed it into Xiangshou's mouth.

Xiangshou took lotus root slices in her mouth, holding her hard-won sweetness, savoring it carefully.With the arrival of summer, the warmth that had disappeared in her husband's eyes came back. It was fertile black land, and every inch of it had been tanned by the sun; Where did the light go, someone took it away, but it didn't matter, she'd give it back to him.One day, she'll be the one who lights up his eyes, and when he sees their flawless firstborn, he'll appreciate life because of her.Xiangshou firmly believes that this is her fate, after all, she has been a "gift" that fate handed over to him from the very beginning.As for the other things, rather than saying that she didn't want to think about it, it would be better to say that she didn't have time to think about it. In such a golden moment of happiness, other than trying her best to be happy, doing nothing is superfluous.

Her shattered eyes tightly grasped his gorgeous and unique face, her eyelids were full of tenderness, "My lord..."

Qi She smiled and buckled the fan, and slid the ebony bone fan handle over Xiangshou's cheek, "Why are you here again? You are always so sentimental, carefully hurt the fetus. Come—" He took a small plate of dessert, Point to Qingchi.Xiangshou picked up a few small pieces of snacks and sprinkled them into the water. Immediately, she saw colorful fish scrambling to chatter, which made her laugh again and again.

Qi She surrounded her with his left hand, and his right hand has already shaken the fan to fan her lightly. His posture is as close as glue, but Qi She himself still doesn't think it's close enough. The wife who is pregnant with Liujia in his arms is separated by dozens of miles, no matter how hard he tries, he can't see or touch her.When he looked at her, he saw something else, and when he touched her, he touched something else, which was all made up of bits and pieces of another woman: a frown, a bob. shoulders, bright eyes, the weight of her head in his heart, she is good at opening his arms like opening his clothes, and then her shameful betrayal, ruthless disappointment, she cut his heart thousands of times The cuts are vicious... Love and hate are intertwined, one on top of the other, the same suffers the same.He can sing, sing, sing and dance as much as he likes, and be a good and considerate husband at home if he is interested, and go out to be a funny lover for a while if he is interested. He even regained the fun he had in the early years. Find truth in your ass.He no longer has to rush back to a place tediously every night. Wherever he likes to go, what he likes to do, anyway, wherever he goes to do what he does, he is always with that woman.When he wakes up, she sleeps soundly with her eyes closed in his arms; when he reads, she adds fragrance to his red sleeves beside him; The fragrance under his body is soft and tender... He can hear her voice, smell her scent, he is confined by the long wall built by her innumerable fragments, deep into the sky and isolated from the world.

But fortunately, Qi She has rich experience in confinement.He understands that as long as he suffers slowly, keeps his eyes open all night in despair, keeps silent or smiles in the place of light, and resists the urge to complain, beat, cry and howl at the high wall, because it will not only make himself look like a mad dog It was useless, the only thing he could do was to wait with dignity.Month after month, year after year, there is always a day when you can get out of the cage.So Qi She is not in a hurry, only a hundred days have passed, and this is just a warm-up for the endless years behind bars.

Thinking of this, he smiled.In the beautiful scenery of golden sunset and brocade summer flowers, the suave and gentle regent grabbed a small handkerchief, held up the princess's slender fingers, and wiped away the crumbs of dessert on her fingertips one by one.In another space at the same time, there is a patient who is close to insanity due to being trapped day and night. In his single room as vast as a wilderness, he grabs the air, lifts the air, and wipes the air to himself. .

The sun sets among the flowers, and the clear summer night flows with the wind.Qi She spent the whole afternoon with Xiangshou, and at night he guarded her by the bedside to go to bed early, and he left quietly after this business, and went outside the house to have fun.

It is still Lianzi Hutong, where there are absolutely beautiful people, burning exotic incense, planting exotic herbs, playing and singing, all of which are guaranteed to make people's hearts burst into joy.Qi She sat on one of his knees, one under his armpit, and another on his knees, and let these little Longyang, whose muscles were as smooth as oil and whose buttocks were as white as snow, pour him cups of Western wine until he was drunk, It is also necessary to make a lot of noise on the grape trellis and enjoy the flowers in the backyard.Drowsy and insane until almost four o'clock, he reined in his horse and returned slowly.

(End of this chapter)