The only favorite Qing Palace: Concubine Xi An

Chapter 541 Hong Xi Extra Story ([-])

Peppermint oil, Hong Xi used it when he was in the palace.Lan Xin made it for the fourth master, and Hong Xi used it twice.

"Master Belle, is this really peppermint oil?" Liu Xun leaned over at this moment, wanting to see what it was.

Hong Xi rolled his eyes at Liu Xun and said, "How many times have I told you that I will be called Master Luo when I go out! Do you know? Moreover, this thing is indeed peppermint oil."

According to the simple appearance of the two of them when they went out, it is estimated that it is difficult for anyone to think about the two big men, right?

Liu Xun rubbed his head embarrassingly.

Suddenly, a wave passed by, and the ship shook slightly.Liu Xun couldn't stand still, and after staggering for a while, the disgusting feeling in his chest surged up again.

Hastily, Liu Xun took a wooden bucket from the side and came over to continue vomiting.

There was indeed a somewhat unpleasant smell in the room.Hong Xi didn't pay attention at first, but when the maid said it, he frowned.

As the ninth elder brother, how could he have anything to do with sloppy?
"Go away, go out and vomit!" Hong Xi kicked Liu Xun, and said with a look of disgust: "I'm tired, don't make noise!"

Hmm... Sure enough, after applying peppermint oil, I felt much more comfortable.

After the first period of time passed, Hong Xi gradually got used to the life on the boat.Occasionally, I will come out to bask in the sun while the sun is shining.

The scenery at sea is always the same.Hong Xi inevitably felt a bit boring, but he found that the woman covered with a veil seemed to never get tired of it and always went to the sea to see the scenery.

"Hey... the sea is always like this, what's so interesting?" Hong Xi finally couldn't help it again, and wanted to go over and ask.

There was surprise in the woman's eyes, she turned her head and looked at Hongxi for a few times.

Hong Xi thinks that his appearance is not bad after the Fourth Master's.Moreover, compared to that guy Fucha Fu Heng, he seemed to be a bit more attractive.

"Even though the scenery remains the same, the state of mind will change." The woman no longer looked at Hongxi, but turned her head to look into the distance, lost in thought.

The smile on Hong Xi's face gradually froze.He could hear that the woman's words were a little sad.It seemed that she was surrounded by a deep sadness.

Suddenly Hong Xi felt.Maybe she didn't come out just to see the scenery?
But the maid next to the woman is playful.Staring at Hongxi, he said with disdain: "Tsk. Don't try to get close, you disciple!"

...

Why is this maid so courageous?
Hong Xi had no choice but to look at the maid with a vicious expression, and finally walked away slowly.

Afterwards, the days when Hongxi came out gradually decreased.I have never met that woman again.Perhaps the woman saw that Hongxi's identity was unusual and didn't want to entangle her too much, so she stopped coming out.

Or, is it really like what the maid said?Being regarded as a disciple?
Hong Xi didn't care about all of this.I just stayed silently in the cabin and read a book, quietly waiting for the day when I arrived in Guangzhou.

The weather began to get hot and dry after such a day.

Guangzhou Mansion is located in the south, and it seems to be a little more humid in summer than the dry heat in Beijing.Hong Xi was not used to it at first, but after a few more days, he felt nothing.

Feeling different lives in different places is sometimes a kind of fun.

The woman in the veil, when Hong Xi met him again, she told him that her name was Jiang Rumei.

Rumei Rumei, what a name.

Willows are like eyebrows, clouds are like hair, sharks are like fog, and fragrant snow is caged.The dream is frightened, the clock leaks to rest, and the waning moon outside the window.

There is no place to say how much love, falling flowers and flying catkins on Ching Ming Festival.Young man, it's easy to say goodbye, and the audio book will be cut off as soon as you go.

The humid and warm sea breeze blew past and blew on the faces of the two of them.

The veil on Jiang Ru's eyebrows was blown off by the wind, revealing her delicate face.Everything around her was overshadowed by Jiang Rumei's face.

"Master Luo, take your leave." Jiang Rumei left without picking up the scarf.

Probably, appearance is not so important to her.

Perhaps, letting Hongxi see her appearance has no other influence.

It was only after that time that Hong Xi found out.It turned out that she was from Hangzhou, and she came from the Jiang family, a scholarly family for generations.

The Jiang family has a big business, and she is just the daughter of a concubine.She was sent out to marry for profit, but she became a widow before she got married.

Later, the Jiang family collapsed.Jiang Rumei has also been missing since that day.

Meeting Hongxi was probably an accident in the lives of two people.

But Jiang Rumei only knew at that time that his name was Luo Xi.

Aixinjue Luo Hongxi, each took the last word and became the Luo Xi of that day.

The difference in identity may have been doomed as early as the beginning, and the two had no choice but to break up unhappy.

Dream back at midnight.Probably, the two of them are just passers-by in each other's dreams, right?

"Girl, your eyes are as clear as a spring. What's your name?"

"Hangzhou Mansion, Jiang Rumei."

(Finish)

PS: Hey, I really can’t write it!

When writing this story, I was thinking about Nalan Rongruo and Shen Wan.

"Nalan Rongruo, I, Shen Wan, owed you, and I have already paid off one by one. I don't want to pursue what you owe me. After all, we didn't meet each other at the most beautiful age, even more because of our identity. The difference between cloud and mud. Now, let's go."

"I, Nalan Rongruo, only want to grow old with you, Shen Wan, all my life. I don't want fame, I don't want future, I just want you."

This passage was written when I was thinking about how to write that book.

When Jiang Nan met, the two fell in love at first sight.Forget the past, forget the future.

But the shackles of the past and the cruelty of the future forcefully separate the two.

Drip Basho was heartbroken, and her voice reminded her of the past.Desire to sleep also exhibits old books.The small characters of mandarin ducks are still unfamiliar.

The tired eyes are low and confused at first glance, and half of them are blurred when they look again.The window is cold and rainy, and a lamp is alone.If the material should be exhausted, is there still love?
Heart word incense burning, the heart has become ashes.

When I miss you on a rainy night, I don't know what you are thinking about?The small characters of mandarin ducks written together at the beginning have been half blurred after re-reading.

Rong Ruo hid Shen Wan in another garden in the capital, but was finally discovered.Perhaps at this time, the best ending for Rong Ruo is to choose to feign death, and then take Shen Wanyuan away.

Don't want fame, don't want future, I just want you.

When I originally wrote Hongxi, I also wanted to leave a reverie~
Well, now it seems that it should be almost the same.

It will start tomorrow~ Return to Hongli Fanwai, and write until the end of this month is completely over!
(End of this chapter)