box of hearts

Chapter 270 Looking at My Hometown (14)
"What did the lord say?" Zhan was about to cry, and kept sucking her nostrils, "The lord has always treated me favorably with the rituals of a princess, and entrusted me with the full power of running the family, no matter when there is another Love, and never do such things as pampering concubines and destroying wives, and caring about the relationship between husband and wife. The prince said that he was "defeated", but he was referring to the one in Beifu. Since the prince loves Duan Shi, he treats her wholeheartedly. Loving your bosom friend without sticking to small details, this is an act of sincerity and sincerity. The reason why I don't allow people in the mansion to discuss it is nothing more than a matter of decency, and I am also afraid of side effects. It was not until last year that the second concubine Rong Wan finally disregarded my exhortations and privately When I ran to Beifu, I took the opportunity to see Duan Shi in person for the first time. She saluted me before the steps. I never got out of the sedan chair to accept her salute. See. In fact, Mrs. Duan had just been slapped that day, her face was bruised, and she was in a terrible state of distress, but even so, she was still very handsome. I am arrogant, but I am ashamed of myself. If God agrees, such a stunning beauty should have been born in the prince's family, and be a couple with the prince. How can I know that good fortune tricks people? On the contrary, a person like me relies on my noble background and The prince is married. I have known for a long time that I am mediocre in appearance and have nothing special. I am far from being a good match for a man like the prince. Ask for a share."

As if a storm of past was coming towards him, Zhan's face was suddenly reddened by the hurricane, and even his voice was snatched away by the hurricane, so faint that he couldn't hear it, "To be honest, I have been married for 17 years. , I’ve only been with the prince nine times in total, I always thought in my heart, this is ‘long time, long time’. Isn’t it? It was the prince who said that the concubine Ji who had been favored for a whole summer, in the end you didn’t even care about her. I can't remember what you looked like, but after so many years, you are still sitting next to me and pouring out your heart and soul to me, what else can I be dissatisfied with?"

There is a pair of spiral small candlesticks between the two of them, and the light is slightly illuminated circle after circle.In such a halo, Zhan's slightly rigid and ordinary appearance also shows a unique elegance, like a green branch of a tree, which can be seen after all the flowers have fallen.Qi She was almost shocked. He prefers women who are sweet and lively. He knew that Zhan Shi, who was serious and unhappy, had always been mediocre, but he didn't expect that he would be so cold.Recalling that for more than ten years, everything in the palace has been controlled and managed by Mrs. Zhan. He just has affairs one after another, and in the end every time he goes back to the mansion, he just listens to her report on the big and small affairs of the mansion. , Just like a senior officer facing a staff member, this noble lady with golden branches and jade leaves treats each other consistently and docilely, and she has no complaints even when she plays a fake pregnancy farce for his mistress.To Qi She, she is simply an almighty god who responds to every request and is omnipotent. It was only at this moment that he realized that she was just a person, a mortal woman with a passionate body and passion.

Qi She held Zhan Shi's hand resting on the table, and whispered her nickname: "Ruofen, Ruofen..."

Zhan Ruofen's eyelashes tremble like dead leaves, like crow's wings, the fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the jackdaws roost in fright; it's embarrassing to know when they will meet each other at this night[4]. "My lord, my lord, my lord should go back there. Duan's family lost a baby in her womb, so my lord should be more with me—" She groaned, but suddenly she couldn't speak.Qi She bowed her head and kissed the back of her hand, and her eyelashes were covered by the bright candlelight, which was the shadow of Zhaoyang Palace[5].

Qi She's other hand penetrated into her drunk jujube-colored beige, and stroked into the tulle jacket, "I'll be here with you tonight 'ten, full, ten, beautiful'."

He carried Zhan Shi to the double bed in her room where she had always been alone, and made love to her in the most delicate way.All of this has nothing to do with his love for Qingtian.He had only been her husband for more than ten years. Soon after, this woman would be shocked to receive the news of his death, and then she would be widowed for him for decades.Qi She asked himself, what he left to those long-forgotten lovers was precious freedom. As the top dignitary in this empire, what he left to the only official widow should not be just "long and long" .He wants to give her a decent legacy: under the softened candlelight, he caresses every inch of the loose and aging skin of this carcass with his heart, kisses the clusters of tears, and uses the hardest part to make the most gentle moves.In the rest of this woman's desolate and lonely life, these shining moments, whenever she guards the window and chews the dusk, will flow through her fingertips moment by moment, one by one, until they are threaded into counting beads by the golden thread of longing .At the age of twilight, she will be like any noble old woman who only knows how to mumble with her eyes closed all day long, but what she thinks will not be emptiness and suffering, but in the cracks of a life of emptiness and suffering, there is a Back, she was loved, loved well.

The first ray of dawn in the morning came, reflecting the shadow of Xiao Shu.

At the head of the bed, Qi She is completely naked, half sitting.He gently stroked Zhan who was breathing heavily on the pillow with one hand, his eyes scanned the dark room.These are the eyes of a dying man. Everything that the eyes see, all the women, property, and power that once belonged to him, will soon be parted forever.

Thousands of emotions spread in my heart, the rain all over the sky and the Xiangfei bamboos full of windows in my ears, rustling and rustling, like weeping.

8.
After the remaining rain on the bamboo leaves dissipated, the early cold in early autumn brought two pieces of news about the Prince Regent's Mansion: one was that the second concubine Zhan accidentally slipped on the stone steps and had a miscarriage while enjoying the rain at night; Shi forced himself to stay ill and dismissed all the concubines in the mansion.

So the ladies shuttled to the door to ask questions.Although Mrs. Zhan tried her best to protect Qingtian, saying that when she was pregnant, she prayed in Beifu, and now she made a wish to the Bodhisattva, saying that she was willing to reduce her life, and only hoped that the second concubine would be healthy and conceive again; According to the wishes of the prince himself, some of them went out happily, or some of them were crying and unwilling to go, so they were either let or stayed as appropriate.But people's words are scary, and no one would listen to Zhan's one-sided words. Another rumor sprang up in twos and threes, saying that everything was all caused by Duan Qingtian's thousand-year-old rat spirit. The concubine was pregnant, and deeply hated the prince who often went back to the mansion, so she cursed the concubine to have a miscarriage, and manipulated the prince to dismiss the concubines with nightmare techniques.The reason why she left Beifu suddenly without saying goodbye during this period was not to escape the summer heat in the countryside, but to practice retreat.

This word has its own nose and eyes, and it has almost spread around the imperial city, even Qingtian himself, who lives in seclusion in Dongdan, has heard of it, and after a good laugh with Yingzhi, he put it aside and just concentrates on picking things and packing boxes.Qi She would come to accompany her every day. For the sake of privacy, the special envoys and guards of honor would go in and out of the palace as usual, while he would come here in modest clothes.Qingtian always persuaded him to go back to the mansion more, "You will miss the visit once you see the concubine, we still have a lifetime, why are you only entangled with me at this moment?" With a small belly, he just smiled, "I don't know why, I always feel that I miss you every time I see you, and it's awkward if I don't see you for a while." Qingtian laughed, and there were drops of honey in his heart.

She is so happy, so happy that she has long forgotten every scripture that she studied hard when she was young; in those Buddhist metaphors that are full of hype, life is a dry well, and people are clinging to an old tree root that is constantly bitten by black and white mice , when five drops of honey from the honeycomb on the tree fall into the mouth and make people feel its sweetness, the root will be broken, there will be a stinging snake on the top, and a poisonous dragon at the bottom, and there will be wild fire to burn the tree[6] .

Just when the couple was looking forward to the fire that was about to sweep away all secular barriers for them, the golden wind was blowing, the jade dew was zero, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.

There is a tree with fairy osmanthus and jade, and under the tree are two talented boys, one on the left and the other on the right, guarding in front of a half-hidden door. I can see four sedan chairmen carrying a small sedan chair, and behind the sedan chair are following behind. Dozens of porters carrying gift boxes on their shoulders, Ertong rushed forward to welcome the person in the sedan chair first.This man is dressed in suave clothes, he must be 35 or [-] years old, but there is no star or beard on his face, and he can tell at a glance that he is a middle official in the Forbidden Palace.

The two boys made a salutation together, "Our master has been waiting for a long time, please Eunuch Qiao."

Qiao Yun looked around slightly and walked towards the front of the hall.

When Su Ke took his seat, the two doormen returned to the front door and started talking in a low voice: "Is this the No. [-] eunuch? Seeing is believing."

"He is really capable. When he was ordered by the regent to be castrated, he was a fourth-rank Yuanwailang. Now he is a third-rank Cining Palace steward, and he has been promoted by one level."

"It is said that the day after the Queen Mother was released from house arrest, she issued a decree to appoint Mr. Qiao as the steward of the palace. You can see how favored he is by looking at his pomp just now. When the emperor gets married in the future, he will be in charge of the government. The number one confidant next to the emperor's birth mother is probably the palm print of the inner palace."

"It's reasonable. Since that's the case, Master didn't just give him something, even if he gave him a favor, he still asked him to redeem it with money and gifts?"

(End of this chapter)