The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 72
Shang Kun didn't need to open his eyes to know every move of another person in the martial arts hall.Hearing her snort softly, the wooden stick fell to the ground lightly, rubbing her arms together; she then pulled the water and fire stick on the ground with her toes, playing with her legs like a spline.

He opened his eyes slightly, and Ah Yuan became honest again, holding a water and fire stick with both hands in a regular manner. He concluded that she would definitely hold on to less than a hundred counts.

At seventy or eighty, she stared at him bitterly, almost saying that she was not allowed to watch her make a fool of herself, Shang Kun continued to close his eyes, and lay down on the ivory pattern mat on the solitary couch, feeling extremely cool in his heart.The summer is scorching, stealing half a day of leisure.

In the flashing light, Shang Kun saw a little boy under the sun, who was also so eerie and eccentric. Taking advantage of his grandfather's inattention, he was lazy behind his back and grabbed the sword in his hand to cut his hair for fun.Later, when he was discovered, half of his hair was cut off by a sharp sword, and he went out with his grandmother with such a strange hairstyle, only to point his fist at the people who mocked him.

Feeling suffocated in his heart, Shang Kun stopped his thoughts and listened intently again. Ah Yuan probably got tired of tossing and tossing himself, and waited for him to speak in the corner of the room.She has learned a lot, and she didn't make any small moves anymore, so she will be tortured for a while.

He heard more and more commotion outside the Lingfeng courtyard, a heavy and steady footstep passed Qu Shilang and the others, and was walking towards the stone arch bridge.

Yijun waited for him to speak, and let her go back to the room to rest. He was sleeping for a long time, no matter how she asked her to speak, she finally opened her eyes, but she looked out of the room.

She also followed Shang Kun's gaze and saw a middle-aged man striding through the courtyard. He was tall, dignified, and walked steadily and powerfully. Kneeling and saluting, he is honored as the Duke of the country.

It must be Shang Kun's father Ding Guogong. She put down the water and fire stick in her hand, took a few steps back, and gave the Wanfu salute when Ding Guogong entered the house.Shang Kun also stood up leisurely and called out "Daddy."

Ding Guogong only glanced at the little girl in the martial arts training hall with the corner of his eyes, she was obviously dressed like a girl, thin and small, weak and unrefined.He also heard that the second son newly doted on a girl from a collateral relative's family, who was weak and sick since childhood.

The Shang family did not plan to marry the princess or hire the princess, so they would not restrict the second son's sexual restraint, but instead tried to find a way to stuff women in the son's backyard.

In an instant, Duke Ding retracted his gaze. He came here today for something important, so he stared at his second son with sharp eyes and snorted coldly: "Follow me." He said and walked to the main hall.

Shang Kun followed his father's footsteps slowly, walked past A Yuan, saw her staring at his father's back with dark eyes, reached out and pulled the ebony hairpin from her head, and walked away like a normal person .

The top of his head suddenly loosened, Yijun subconsciously covered his back, what day is it today, his hair was pulled and loosened, loosened and pulled again.Nowadays, the most taboo is disheveled hair. If you go out with black hair like this, you may be regarded as a monster.

Of course, I didn't expect so much when I was angry in the morning, so I wanted to find someone to fight with.Full of grievances, he did not dare to vent his anger on Shang Kun, taking useless gold and silver jewelry.After she can, she can't be too temperamental, and people can't indulge themselves arbitrarily. If you boil a frog in warm water, she will suffer in the end.

Climbing on the window sills and looking out, the maids in the lower courtyard did not dare to cross the stone arch bridge rashly, she could only ask the guards in the corridor for help, some of them became familiar with each other when they were in the other courtyard of Qingfengling, Yijun called out in a low voice : "Brother Chen."

A young guard in the corridor turned his head back, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome appearance. Seeing someone waving in the room, he stepped up the steps in two steps, and asked in a low voice: "What is the girl's order?"

In front of them, she will never hear the word A Yuan again.Yijun pointed at his hair, "Please trouble brother to help me get a hairpin."

The guard surnamed Chen nodded in understanding, trotted to the lower courtyard, reached out to the maids for two pearl flowers, then turned back and handed them to Yijun through the window.After she thanked her, she tied her hair twice, carefully left the room, and hurried back to the room, yelling that she needed to take a bath first.

This time, Ah Ran didn't advise to take a bath after eating, but went out neatly to give orders. In less than half a candle, the wooden barrel in the clean room was filled with hot water, and she brought five or six maidservants to serve Yijun to take a bath.

Because she didn't know if the scented dew would cause her allergies, Yi Jun said that she was not used to scents, and from now on, she would not use incense and powder in the house, nor would she need to add perfumed dew or flower petals when bathing.

Ah Ran responded with a smile, but said with regret in her words: "Those face powders are also extremely difficult to make. I heard that it is good to use them. If they are kept in the room for a long time, the sweat will also have a fragrance. If the girl wants to use them that day, Be sure to tell this slave.”

"Okay, I will remember to tell my sister." Yi Jun replied with a smile.

These slaves were forced by the power of Shang Kun and the eldest princess to respect her, and none of them would sincerely admire a concubine from a small family.Yijun also has no capital to show off, and she has no confidence to be arrogant. The only thing she can save in the eldest princess's mansion is Shang Kun's favor for her.

(End of this chapter)