"My lord, she wants to run!"
Li Hao twitched the corner of his mouth: "There is a cliff ahead, where can she run..."
As soon as the words fell, Rong Changan jumped off the high cliff.
"Not good!" Li Hao shouted.
Walking to the edge of the high cliff and looking down, I felt dizzy for a while. Jumping from such a high place, it's no wonder that you don't fall into pieces.
"Hmph, due to negligence, Chang'an is now safe."
Someone suggested: "Should we go down and look for it, and bring her body back?"
Li Hao tilted his mouth and showed a sarcastic smile: "Transport the corpse from such a high place? With this free time, I might as well go back and lie under the quilt to sleep with a woman."
If Rong Chang'an did not die, then there must be gods protecting him. Li Hao waved his hand and left Gao Ya.
Rong Changan fell off a high cliff and landed on a thousand-year-old pine tree, thus taking his life. It happened that Eunuch Fan came out to look for game and rescued her back to the thatched cottage.
The nightmare of falling from a high cliff always haunts Rong Changan. Every day in the thatched cottage, she almost woke up from a nightmare.
The snow had stopped, and the red sun, passing over the window paper, shone warmly on Rong Chang'an's face, very warm.
"Queen Rong, are you awake?" The old woman just came into the room with a pot of hot water and two steaming steamed buns. She wiped the dusty table with her sleeve, put down the steamed buns and hot water, "I'll bring you a bowl, the queen will have breakfast."
The woman found a bowl, but it was made of bamboo. The woman poured Rong Changan a bowl of hot water.
"Queen, drink while it's hot!"
Rong Changan felt very sorry for the old lady's serving her like this.
"Don't come to serve me in the future, I'm no longer a queen. The former Rong Chang'an is dead, do you know?"
The old lady naturally didn't understand the meaning of Rong Chang'an's words. Aren't people still alive, how can they be dead
Rong Chang'an thought for a while: "From now on, don't call me Empress Rong Chang'an, call me Xue'er!"
"Xue'er?" The old woman chewed on the new name, as if she was a little dissatisfied, "Xue'er is like a girl's name, and the status of a queen is noble..."
Rong Chang'an said: "Didn't I say that the former Rong Chang'an is dead, now only Xue'er, no Rong Chang'an anymore. Do you understand?"
"But the old man will blame me. He said, you are the queen and saved his life. I should take good care of you."
Rong Changan: "Thank you to Eunuch Fan for me. Just follow what I said and explain it to him, and he will understand."
The old woman had no choice but to say, "Okay then, I will be called Queen Xue'er from now on."
Rong Changan showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Okay, but you brought me a basin of water, I want to wash up and have breakfast."
"Get water to wash up?" The old woman's hair was messy, and the corners of her eyes were full of eye feces. She hardly washed up in winter, that is, she washed several times in summer. Anyway, she lived in the deep mountains and old forests, and no one could see her.
Eunuch Fan is a eunuch, and he can no longer enjoy the pleasures of men and women, so he doesn't think the old woman is sloppy, but he just wants someone to stay by his side and take care of each other.
"I... I haven't boiled the water yet!" The old woman seemed a little flustered.
Rong Changan didn't want to trouble her, so he got up and put on his shoes: "I'll burn it myself!"
The old woman quickly hugged Rong Changan, her movements were very rude: "No, no! I'd better go, Lao Fan sees me, don't scold me to death!"
One end murmured: "So I have to wash up in the morning, why didn't I think that the people in the palace are very particular!" One end got out of the room, beat a bucket of snow with a wooden bucket outside, and put it on the bed. In a pot, heat the snow water.
Rong Changan wiped the table with his hand, and when he put it in front of his eyes, his palm was covered with dust. The steamed buns were placed on the table, it was really hard to swallow.
But as the saying goes, "A fallen phoenix is not as good as a chicken", let's just let it go, anyway, Rong Chang'an has long been used to a hard life in the military camp.
After the old woman had boiled the hot water, she brought it in and threw the wooden barrel away. The hot water in the barrel splashed out, and the ground was wet.
"Queen... oh, Xue'er, the hot water is ready, after you wash up, hurry up and eat steamed buns."
Rong Changan untied his bun, and the blue hair hung on the right side like a waterfall. He was about to lower his head to wash up, when he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is there a comb?"
The old woman was embarrassed: "It was there a few years ago, but it rotted later..."
Means she hasn't combed her hair for several years? Rong Changan couldn't help frowning, and smiled tolerantly: "If there is no market, I will go back and buy one."
Rong Changan looked around the room, but he couldn't find a mirror, so he could only look at the bucket, self-pityingly using his fingers as a comb, and began to comb his hair.
The old woman stared blankly.
Rong Changan felt curious: "What are you looking at?"
The old woman smiled innocently, revealing two rows of yellow teeth covered with tartar, which was really disgusting to see.
"The queen's hair is really nice, it's black, bright and straight, and her neck and face are so white. Compared with her hair, she really looks great!"
Rong Changan smiled: "I'm also called good-looking? There are many people in the palace who are more beautiful than me."
Rong Chang'an told the old woman about the beauty of Zixuan and Chu Fei'er. According to Rong Chang'an's description, the two of them seemed like immortals, unattainable.
The old woman scratched her messy hair: "Is it true what the queen said? I have lived for most of my life, and I have never seen such a beautiful woman. The queen is already very beautiful, and there is even more beautiful than the queen It's unimaginable."
As soon as Zixuan and Chu Fei'er were mentioned, Rong Changan's heart became panicked and his eyes were gloomy. The old woman thought she had said something wrong, so she hurriedly said:
"Xue'er, after you've finished washing up, eat breakfast, and you'll be cold to a stone in a while."
As he said that, he went out and bumped into Eunuch Fan who just followed in. Eunuch Fan was furious.
"Look at you walking, don't you have eyes? You don't look like a woman at all! I have seen women older than you in the palace before, and they are not as frizzy as you!"
The old woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp: "Hmph, if you think the old women in the palace are good, then you can go to them! Why do you want me, a frizzy woman? Don't you also stay in the palace? If you can’t go down, you will be kicked out!”
Eunuch Fan didn't want others to expose his scars, he was embarrassed, angry and annoyed: "What did you call the queen just now? You called her Xueer? Who is Xueer?"
Rong Changan was afraid that the two of them would quarrel fiercely, so he persuaded: "I asked her to call me Xue'er, Eunuch Fan, so don't blame her!"
Eunuch Fan was furious, and the veins on his forehead burst out: "Hmph, if the Queen hadn't spoken to you, I would have whipped you twice!"
The old woman kicked the door and said loudly, "Don't wash your clothes for me in the future!"
With a bang, the old woman stepped on her big feet and walked away.
Eunuch Fan also pointed at her and scolded: "Look at you, what do you look like, do you know the three obediences and the four virtues? How did your old man teach you?"
"Okay, okay!" Rong Changan said, "It's rare that someone doesn't dislike you and is willing to live with you, so don't ask too much!"
When Eunuch Fan saw the steamed buns on the table, Rong Changan did not eat them, and his face was a little sad: "Queen, this place is deep in the mountains and forests, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow, so it is extremely difficult to find good things. When the snow melts, the old slave will go Buy some delicious food and bring it back to you."
Rong Changan asked, "How far is the nearest market here?"