Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I slowly turned my head to look at Liu San'er, who was sleeping on the ground, and wanted to see him, to prove that all this is true, I really got the life I wanted most, a reliable husband, An ordinary family, and a solid warmth.

But when he turned his head, he found that he was also awake, and people were turning over and over again, as if a little anxious.

Could it be alcohol rash?

I said gently, "Are you itchy?"

"Huh?" He seemed startled, and turned to look at me in a hurry: "You haven't slept yet?"

"Well, it's uncomfortable to see you turning over and over again?"

"No, it's not."

"Then what happened to you?"

"No-nothing."

Seeing his stuttering, I frowned, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He was being questioned by me, but the person seemed a little shy, pulled the quilt up and silent for a moment, and then said a little embarrassedly, "I, I am happy.

"..." I leaned on the side of the bed, smiling, and said, "What are you happy about?"

With that said, he seemed to be blushing, and scratched his hair before whispering, "I never imagined that we could really get married."

"..."

"At that time, after watching you leave the inn, I thought, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet again in my life."

"..."

"Later, I saved you on the beach, and I thought I was dreaming."

"..."

"Lightness, I really feel like I'm dreaming. I won't wake up tomorrow morning, will you be gone?"

I wanted to laugh, and I really laughed, but with a smile, the blur in my eyes immediately became hot and almost dripped.

It turned out that he, like me, was afraid of all this being a dream.

In fact, everyone is the same. They have experienced bumps and bruises on the road to the pursuit of happiness, but these are not really painful, even if they are bitter, as long as they think about the day when they are happy, they can still persist and persist .

What is really painful is that after getting happiness, I find that everything is false, all illusions, the kind of loss and despair.

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, Liu Saner was also embarrassed by himself, and was about to retract into the quilt. I suddenly reached out to him: "Saner."

"Ok?"

He looked at my hand and froze for a moment, but still understood immediately and reached out and took my hand. His hands are very rough, his fingertips and palms are full of thick calluses, and he feels a rough feeling when he is holding them, but also has a warmth that belongs to him through the palm of his hand, immersed in every detail. One inch of skin made me breathe his breath.

I solemnly said, "This is not a dream, this is true."

Talking, he seemed to be blurred. I do n’t know if this sentence was being said to him or to himself. The voice was clearly from himself, but it seemed distant as if from Skyrim—

"We have a good time."

Liu San'er looked at me, cracked his mouth and smiled, and nodded forcefully: "Huh!"

.

Although this is not a dream, but after marrying Liu San'er, every day is like every dream I have ever had.

Calm and bland.

Although taxes have been reduced and increased, a lot of truth has been given to the southerners, but if people really want to live, in fact, even the most difficult days can still survive.

Suddenly there were two more mouths in the house, and Queen Yin and I really made him a bit hard. The dozen acres of land leased back from the Niangniang Mountain will spend more than half a day of cultivation and care every day. In his spare time, he will also go down to the river to catch some fish. Together with the chopped firewood, he will take advantage of the fifteenth day to the market. Go up and sell.

And I, soon after the wedding, copied the old business again. I took some work from the embroidery workshop because it was stable. The boss also gave me some good work. The money I made was used to supplement my family, plus Huang Tian. Ba gave me the money for my private house, and the days are loose and tight, and I can pass it.

Such days may be really different than before.

In the past, when I became a concubine in the palace and enjoyed prosperity and prosperity, I really did not think that one day I would spin around in a woodpile, but after living such a life, I found that this life was not at all strange. Falling from the cloud into the mud, it is practical, and you will no longer worry about which step you go wrong, and you will fall into the sky.

With one leg of mud, I also became one of the most ordinary housewives. After sending Liu Saner out of the house every morning, I started to do housework. At noon, I talked with my mother-in-law and aunt (for convenience, Liu Saner and I call them that Queen Yin) ate together, sometimes Liu Saner would come back to eat, and sometimes the farmers in the field were too busy, and I would send him the food to the field.

This kind of life is not comfortable, and it is not good for leisure. Sometimes it is still very tired, but my body is getting better and better. I have not recurred the cold symptoms left by previous abortions and some weak symptoms. Sometimes, standing on the side of the pot and guarding the stew soup for half an hour, there was no feeling of weakness; only, the stomach quickly became large, as if a big pot was stuck on the body, when busy in and out Have to lean on the waist.

At noon this day, Liu San'er said that he would come back for dinner, but after the mother-in-law had finished eating, I had washed the dishes before he returned from the ground.

There was still fire in the kitchen, and while he was still hot, I fry the leftovers and asked, "Why did you come back so late today?"

He said: "Two people came to ask for directions, like a scholar, and pointed them out for a long time without understanding, and took them for a while."

"It's a scholar."

"Yeah. There are more and more scholars passing by these days."

I smiled, didn't speak, and poured the rice into a wok.

Although the man returned to Beijing, the earth-shaking changes left in the south are still going on. It is said that this year's township test also opened a convenient door for the students in the south. Although it was not completely released, it was compared with the previous levels. It's still a lot better, so scholars from the three provinces of Jiangnan have come here.

Liu Saner said with a little envy: "They are here to take the exam, and they can do big things in the future."

I looked up at him.

Maybe he wouldn't know that his father and brother had fought for today's situation for decades, and even paid the price of their lives, and never regretted it, but they never waited for the day of the Southern Amnesty.

I was a little stunned, Liu San'er has come over: "Let's do it, be careful of your stomach."

He was about to reach for a spatula. I patted his hand with a snap and laughed, "Don't make trouble, do you want to burn the house again?"

When he mentioned it, he immediately made a big red face.

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It was a day shortly after we just got married. He went out to farm every day, and went down to catch fish, chop firewood, and often tired the whole person collapsed. But when he got home, he rushed into the kitchen with me and said My stomach is too big and my feet are swollen. I can't stand too long in front of the pot.

I have ignored him a few times before, but that day was also because the needlework was too tired the night before, and I really couldn't stand. Moreover, the meals were ready-made that day, and you could eat them with only one heat. He gave him the pots and pans and returned to the house to seize the time and embroider a few more stitches.

Who knows, just after embroidering a flower, you smell a thick, burnt smell. I hurriedly went out and saw the billowing smoke coming out of the kitchen door and chimney, which scared me into a cold sweat. I hurriedly supported the stomach and ran over, and pushed Liu Saner because he was too Tired, even fell asleep on a small stool in front of the pot.

The rice in the pot was already burnt, the fire was coming out of the pot table, and the dry wood piled up next to it. The entire kitchen was full of smoke, and he was half tired and half smoky. Unaware.

I hurried to close the stove door and shouted, "Saner! Liu Saner!"

He shook his head vaguely, and then slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy, and he immediately woke up and opened his eyes: "Ah ?!"

"Come and help!"

The pot was so hot that I didn't dare touch it. Liu San'er jumped up and hurriedly scooped a spoonful of water and poured it on the pot. The fire there finally went out.

But the matter was not over. The firewood piled in the corner of the house also ignited a few flames. It was about to burn. Liu Saner was so scared that his face was pale, and he shouted, "My--"

I stunned, but he didn't finish his words, and he rushed over, took off his shirt and slammed the firewood.

Fortunately, the fire was not so strong and was extinguished within a few moments.

He grabbed several scorched clothes and stood there panting, Douda sweat dripping from his forehead, and for a long while, he looked back at me uncertainly.

I was just too scared. At this time, holding on to the hot pot, he gasped slightly. He took another look at the firewood and walked to me: "How are you? Are you not hurt? ? "

"It's all right."

"Stomach, does it hurt?"

Although shocked, I couldn't help but smile: "I've got a stomachache wherever I go."

"That's good." He took the clothes and wiped the sweat on his face, then he held my arm and said, "Go back to the house first, I'll clean up here."

After that, I helped me to go out. I walked to the door. After all, I couldn't help it. I glanced back at the already messy kitchen and looked at him again: "Saner, what were you just saying? You of'?"

His handsome, dark face was stained with a few soots, looking a little bit embarrassed and a little funny, but his face changed slightly at this time, and he hurriedly said, "No."

"I heard it clearly--"

"I'm afraid the firewood will be burned out. After splitting for a long time, I waited to sell it when I was in the market."

"..."

"It's okay, you go back to rest. It smells bad here, don't hold your back."

After speaking, he put a little force on his hand and forced me out.

At that time, I was really scared. Afterwards, my mother-in-law didn't eat any food and scolded his ears for a long time. He was scolded, and he brushed the pot in the yard all afternoon, The children who went back and forth saw it, spread it out, and made the people in the village laugh for a few days.

Since then, I will not let him enter the kitchen again.

Speaking of that, he was also embarrassed, rubbing the place where I was hurt, and grinning, "It's all right, just cook a meal." After that, he reached for the spatula again.

"Go away and stop."

"Well for me."

"I'm angry!"

Two people grabbed the spatula in the kitchen to make trouble, seeing him like a child begging for candy, laughing and laughing at me, I was angry and laughing, just about the spatula knocking on his hand, suddenly look There seemed to be something in his palm, and he stopped his movements and looked at his hand.

He also staggered, and quickly took his hand back.

I frowned slightly and looked at him: "Three children?"