The maid is the queen

Chapter 29 The hint he gave me
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes: "It's okay, it's over, and soon, I will learn how to live happily alone." It turns out that no matter how long time passes, I can't bring back that kind of heartache. Thinking of that night, I still cry .

I took out a comb from my waist: "I want to comb her hair the same as that day, Xia Juntang, you have to treat your concubine mother well, no matter what you do wrong, at least you can't make her worry about you."

He said quietly, "Zhiqiu, it would be great if I met you first."

Alas, there are some things, how can we tell whether it is sooner or later?At the right time, you may not be able to meet the right person.

He murmured again: "But, it's not too late, is it? Zhiqiu is a good girl!"

I was a little dazed, he took the comb in my hand, and combed my hair carefully.

A gust of wind blows open the curtains, making everything from the soles of the feet to the hair comfortable and cool.

His fingers moved nimbly through my hair, I kept thinking about his words in a daze, and then traces of shy smiles stained the corners of my lips.

Xia Juntang, if you want to be nice to me, you must always be nice to me!
He helped me out of the carriage, and the emperor in black was the first to go.

It is estimated that people's mood and clothes are also related. Black represents indifference and ruthlessness. The father-in-law knocked on the door and talked to the master in the temple. His identity is still a master.

He looked back at us, the cold eyes on his cold face, just like the black clothes, reminded me of a word, black widow.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, but when I saw the amazement in his eyes, I immediately returned to my seriousness, and didn't dare to play sloppy with him.

Maybe he thinks that I really look like her imperial concubine, the world is so big, there are many similar people.

Actually, Concubine Mu and I have nothing to do with each other. The Mu family is a well-known noble family in the capital, and I can't get along with me in eight lifetimes.

The incense in the temple is still clear and light, which makes people feel clear and clean.

Picking up and stepping in, he offered incense in a decent manner, and then went to ask for a lottery.

Suddenly looking at me, he forced a cold smile, looked past me, looked at Xia Juntang, and said flatly: "Juntang, you have been here before, will you understand the signature?"

Of course Xia Juntang wouldn't do it, and he didn't know what he wanted.

It was just the beginning of a sentence, as we expected, he just looked at the teacher calmly, and asked a little arrogantly: "You should know what their signature is!"

The teacher's clear eyes contained wisdom, looked at us and said without humility: "It's been too long, I don't remember it, but this benefactor and this young lady came, there are some reflections."

"Oh? Is it her?" Full of doubts.

The master smiled and said nothing, just nodded.

"It doesn't look like it to me." He grunted coldly, his eyes were like knives, trying to cut me into pieces.

Although there is some resemblance between eyebrows and eyes, it is still impossible if they really look alike.

Besides, for a stunning woman like Concubine Mu, just one look is enough to remember her for a lifetime. This teacher is a monk and can see all the joys and sorrows in the world. She is calm and calm, and her eyes seem to be able to see through the tricks between us.

She smiled: "This master has decided in his heart, so why ask more questions."

Yeah, that's exactly right, I muttered to myself.

He raised his eyebrows and glared at me fiercely.

Xia Juntang put his hand lightly on my shoulder, and said flatly, "Does Qi Ye still ask for an autograph?"

Qiye, it turns out that he is ranked seventh, he is younger than Xia Juntang, but his domineering aura is not small.

"This master doesn't need to ask for a lottery, it's so expensive." The teacher still looked at it with a smile.

He snorted coldly, and said a little arrogantly: "I don't intend to ask for it, I will believe it."

Fortunately, he was not kicked out. What is this? If you don’t believe me, you still come, and you are not afraid of being kicked out.

With cold anger all over his body, he walked away in a huff.

Xia Juntang and I followed behind him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

While thinking about luck, while thinking about his cold eyes, he stepped out of the temple gate and accidentally slipped his foot, and fell forward, kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, a heartache uploaded.

Xia Juntang and he turned their heads to look at me, one with a smile on his face, and the other with a look of concern.

"Zhiqiu, does it hurt?" Xia Juntang knelt down to help me.

"Evil comes with evil." He sneered, and the cold anger just now was swept away: "The price of lying, even if you kneel on the ground and beg the Lord, the Lord will not forgive you lightly."

Xia Juntang helped me up and didn't say anything to him. Seeing the blood oozing from his knees and staining his white skirt, he just looked up at him and said, "Zhiqiu fell accidentally."

"It deserves it." He said bluntly, turned his head and walked away.

This hateful person, forget it, he is the emperor, what do I care about with him, it was because I had a good luck in my heart that I accidentally fell.

"Zhiqiu, I'll carry you down the mountain." He squatted in front of me.

I thought about it, but still felt bad: "It's okay, I can go down the mountain."

What's wrong with the Ten Mile Pavilion? Ever since I met them, I've been injured every time.

"Zhiqiu." He frowned and turned to look at me: "The road down the mountain is not easy, what if you hurt your bones?" Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again in a low voice: "Zhiqiu, you despise me Is it?"

Of course not, it would be too hypocritical for me to say so, lying on his back and letting him carry me down the mountain.

The person in front walked very fast, and the father-in-law was holding an umbrella, so it was very cool.

Xia Juntang carried me on his back, so he couldn't fall too far behind, walking under the sun, not to mention my face was sweaty, so was he.

Rolling up his sleeves, he wiped the sweat rolling down his cheeks.

He smiled softly: "Zhiqiu, I think my choice is right. I thought this road would be difficult and lonely, but now I am looking forward to it."

My hands trembled a little. I understood what he said, and I lay on his back. His broad back was enough for people to rely on.

The injury on his foot was not serious, it was just scratched, but he was still very nervous. He invited the doctor to see him. Seeing the concern on his face, he asked the doctor carefully, what should he pay attention to?All of a sudden, I felt a lot of sighs, happiness and satisfaction in my heart.

When I was young, I was not a delicate child. My mother was in poor health. I had to learn to grow up and take care of myself. Hide it so your mother won't see it.

I thought that in this way, I could always be strong. It turns out that someone cares about me and someone is nervous about me. It would be such a good feeling.

He looked back at me and looked at him, and said with concern: "Zhiqiu, is it still hurting?"

"No, I just feel very happy."

He smiled, with a trace of heartache in his eyes, he still couldn't help rubbing my hair with his hands: "Silly girl."

I don't reject his approaching, I think, if I like it, I will really fall in love with this taciturn but gentle man.No matter what his identity is?It doesn't matter, does it?

Maybe it's because I've never been valued so much before, so I'm moved.

The few scratches really made me feel extremely ashamed. Concubine Yi also sent me a tonic soup and some tonics.

How ashamed, but he smiled easily: "Zhiqiu, you can drink it, it's my concubine's wish, she likes you very much."

"It's just a small injury." I felt guilty that I could walk and jump, so what kind of injury is it?

"Small injuries are also injuries." He was rare and domineering.

Drinking the soup, the warmth filled my heart bit by bit.

They are so kind to me, what if I become dependent on them.

I also said, don't be emotional, if you do, it will hurt.

Just like Xia Juntang, I think, I like him very much, but I dare not say anything, I am afraid that if I say it, it will be too much water, and I know that Lu Yao likes him very much, and he likes Concubine Mu very much.I can't like it, I must stop, I don't want to do that pain again.

The next day he actually accompanied me home, walking in the golden rice fields, the time was bright and dark across the rice fields.He said in admiration: "This place is so beautiful. If you live here, you won't miss it in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"My father also likes this place. I think if he is still alive, my father and you should be able to talk very well."

They are all people who are indifferent to fame and wealth and enjoy life indifferently.

He smiled: "You also have the characteristics of your father."

After opening the door, the inside is still quiet, like the years of precipitation, just waiting for its owner to come back, and the dust gently gathers the tables and chairs.

As soon as I came back here, the memories flooded up like water, but there was no pain anymore. Maybe now I won’t be the only voice or footsteps here.

He looked around and obviously liked the house.

In the afternoon of autumn, the sun was shining, and the breeze brought coolness. I was cleaning the table and chairs, and he was upstairs playing the jade flute with the wind. This beautiful sound drove away all the loneliness here.

I really want to keep such an afternoon, but I understand that time will not be kept.

"Yun Zhiqiu." A sudden and loud voice broke the tranquility here, and also pulled me back from the fugue.

Standing in front of the open door was a noble lady dressed in silk, but her chin was raised high, and she looked at me with her eyes and nostrils. Behind her, there were several people, one of whom was very familiar, and it was Butler Jin.

I was a little taken aback, looking at her lightly.

This arrogance should be someone with status in the Yang family, but I don't know who it is, but he came to the door. Didn't it mean that I, Yun Zhiqiu, have nothing to do with the Yang family?
The imperial concubine looked at me with some displeasure, frowning tightly, and the housekeeper Jin looked at me coldly and said: "Yun Zhiqiu, you wild girl, you are still so rude when you see your wife."

Oh, it's really a great visit, the wife of Yang's mansion actually came to my poor family, should I say welcome?

I don't hate the Yang family, and I don't want to cling to the Yang family, I want to climb up to them to live a better life.

"What are you doing here?" I asked calmly at the door.

Mrs. Yang didn't say anything, she probably didn't bother to talk to me, I smiled faintly, if she didn't, what are you doing here?Butler Jin corrected me seriously again: "Yun Zhiqiu, why are you talking to Madam with such an attitude, it is the luck of your Yun Family that Madam is here."

(End of this chapter)