This night, I was someone else, and I was so exhausted that I was so tired that I fell asleep under the blanket and fell asleep. It's just that Shen Qingxuan has never been a reassuring person, his thoughts are already heavy, and he usually can't sleep well. Tonight, he is exhausted physically and mentally, so sleepy that he can't even open his eyes, but he still sleeps lightly. sweating. The night outside the window turned pale, and then fell into a deep sleep in a trance. This sleep, I slept until the sun was three poles high, the sun moved to the center, and I didn't wake up.
It was rare for him to sleep like this, today was an anomaly, the servants who were doing rough work in the courtyard didn't realize anything, only Shen Qingxuan's personal maid felt that it was unusual. He was waiting outside the door with the water basin supplies early on, but he never heard the copper bell ringing from inside the house. Suspicion arose in his heart, and he was worried that something happened to the young master, so he quietly pushed open the door of the wing room and went in.
This maid entered Shen's house at the age of five, and she was serving in front of Shen's mother. She had sweet eyes and sweet eyes when she was young, and she was also articulate. Shen's mother never treated her like an ordinary servant. Seeing that her son had a withdrawn personality, So he sent the girl to Shen Qingxuan's room, thinking that he could be a companion when he was young, and with a child by his side, his personality might be more cheerful. Gradually, the little girl grew up to the age of cardamom, and she was able to understand the general situation and behave well. Being modest and honest, Shen's mother wanted to make her a concubine for Shen Qingxuan. She had a son and a half daughter, although she was born of a maidservant, she was also of the Shen family's bloodline.
Shen's mother's thoughts were known to everyone in the house, and with the identity of this maid, it was also unusual in the house.
Shen Qingxuan also knew what his mother was thinking, and it was just that he didn't have the slightest affection for the girl who watched him grow up, so he also pretended to be confused. I thought about telling the truth, but I couldn't find the right time. In addition, the girl has been serving me for more than ten years, so she can be regarded as a close person, so I don't want to hurt people's hearts. In the past, he had a withdrawn personality, and he was kinder to this girl alone. The maid didn't realize Shen Qingxuan's rejection, and only thought that Young Master Shen was thin-skinned, and she was from a girl's family, so it was difficult to speak out, so this matter was just like this. It has been dragged down.
In recent years, Shen's mother often took the girl to talk privately, and during the conversation, this matter was brought up on the agenda.
Even though it was a side room, it was the first time that Shen Qingxuan had someone added to his room, so it was considered a happy event, and the date was set in the next year, but it was not discussed with Shen Qingxuan. But the girl knew in her heart that she was more shy and reserved in her words and deeds, and also more transgressive.
She pushed open the door, the air in the room was quiet, there was some dust floating in the light, there was no sound, only the pieces of torn snowflakes were scattered on the ground, as if it indicated that there had been such a turbulent ups and downs in the house. Seeing the broken pages all over the floor, the servant girl's heart skipped a beat. After all, even though Shen Qingxuan was withdrawn, he never showed emotion, let alone tearing up books, which never happened.
Carefully stepping on the fragments, he walked to the bed. The bed curtain was lowered, and the scene inside was vague and not clear. The shape on the bed can be vaguely seen, but there is nothing unusual. The man on the bed breathes evenly and sleeps deeply. Nothing is known about her arrival.
The maid stabilized her mind, stretched out her jaded hand, and lifted a corner of the bed curtain. The corners of the eyes swept in a circle, and the white and rosy oval face suddenly flushed with blood, as red as peach blossoms in March.
The bed was in a mess, and the embroidered brocade quilt was covered with folds, which were obviously traces of being twisted in the hands. There was an indescribable breath in the air in the tent, but it could make people blush and heartbeat, and there was even lake water. The white marks that have dried up on the green quilt, what happened here are clearly revealed.
The maid turned around and wanted to escape, but stopped abruptly, thinking in her heart that in this barren mountain and wild mountains, and Shen Qingxuan was alone on the bed, how could such an unbearable thing happen, even fornication, there is no one in this village who is more beautiful than her. Good girl, after hesitating for a moment, she carefully lifted the quilt on Shen Qingxuan's body to watch.
Shen Qingxuan didn't expect that someone would break this matter, but he was careful at first, and after finishing the work, he struggled to put on his clothes before lying down again. His energy was exhausted, and he seldom did anything by himself, so although the clothes were messy, they were still intact. The maid only felt that the young master's middle clothes were messed up, but she didn't find any major flaws. Blushing again, he pulled up the quilt on Shen Qingxuan's lower limbs a little, looked sideways, and hurriedly put it down when he saw that the clothes were intact. Where can I think of more, I thought it was caused by Shen Qingxuan's loneliness at night and self-blasphemy. But in the final analysis, there was still some suspicion in my heart, after all, the marks on the bed could not be easily created by a paralyzed person like Shen Qingxuan. Just can't guess. He closed the door again and left.
Shen Qingxuan didn't notice all of this, only felt tired when he woke up, reluctantly rang the bell to call the maid, leaned on the bedside, washed his eyes with tea, rinsed his mouth with green salt, washed his face and ate Some things, and went back to bed to sleep.
When I woke up the next day, most of my energy was recovered, and I sat back in the wheelchair again, reading and drawing in front of the desk, with a peaceful face, neither mountain nor dew. The maid was waiting on the sidelines, but she couldn't see any clues.
How did she know that the places in Shen Qingxuan's body that had been deeply penetrated by others kept feeling strange for several days, reminding him all the time that he had such a night of absurdity, so absurd that even Shen Qingxuan himself didn't want to think about it. .
It's just strange to say that after such a night of tossing, Shen Qingxuan felt that his mood had obviously recovered, and the previous anxiety and depression all disappeared together, as if the stormy tide of emotion that night had been washed away. When there was no one around, Shen Qingxuan would also think about it, could it be that he has been single for more than twenty years, so he has become so suffocated? Otherwise, how could it be explained that once he was satisfied, the wild beast in his heart lurked back? From now on, Shen Qingxuan began to seriously consider the issue of getting married.
No man likes to be pressed under another man to do that, and Shen Qingxuan is the same. Although it feels good, it is also willing and joyful. But he wasn't stupid at first, and he could tell at a glance that Yi Mo's heart was unwilling, that he couldn't untie his clothes, and he didn't even want to ejaculate in him. After getting him to the peak, he withdrew and left with a lofty posture. Rather than talking about love, it is closer to a charity.
What's more, one person and one monster, one intentional and one unintentional, the distance between them is so big that he is willing to admit defeat, knowing that he does not have the ability to bridge this huge gap. There are some things, not to mention humans, even demons can't do anything about them.
Since that night, Yimo has not been here for many days. With a smile on his face, Shen Qingxuan calmly looked at a clump of beautifully blooming flowers in the courtyard through the window, counting the dates in his heart, his birthday was approaching, and he would go down the mountain in these two days. family reunion. Then go back, marry a wife and have children in the future, be his young master Shen, be an ordinary mortal. Instead of yearning for the snake demon that is out of reach.
It was also strange, thinking of this, he didn't feel very sad, only a little lost, as if there was a piece of emptiness in his heart. But neither sad nor happy, seems to accept fate.
Five days later, Shen Qingxuan was sitting in the carriage, the servants followed behind with some wild animals, and the personal maid accompanied him to sit in the carriage. The coachman drove the bay red horse, shouting, and a group of people descended the mountain in a mighty manner. On the way, Shen Qingxuan opened the door curtain and turned around to look, and saw that the towering mountain was getting farther and farther away, and finally saw the gloomy mountain peak, half submerged in the sky, half blocked by nearby scenery, Shen Qingxuan looked at it After a long time, he put down the curtain resolutely and sat down again, his body swayed slightly with the rolling of the wheel, his eyes were as calm as water, and he never wavered.
The Shen family's mansion was just renovated last year. The eaves are new and the tiles are raised. The wind and fire wall is eight feet high. Although a year has passed, it is still white. It was clean and bright. The carriage headed east along the wall of wind and fire, and after walking for a while, it turned to the small gate in the south, with a moon-shaped arch and a new scarlet lacquered gate. There were two rows of maidservants, and the one standing at the head was the old housekeeper in a green shirt and long robe with sleeves on his sleeves.
The carriage stopped, the maid opened the curtain, Shen Qingxuan sat inside and smiled at the old butler, then stretched out his hand, put it on the old butler's shoulder, asked two young men to help him, got out of the carriage, sat in the On the rattan sedan chair.
The chariots and horses were taken to feed themselves, and the four servants carried Shen Qingxuan on the bamboo sedan chair through countless courtyards, halls, corridors, passages, and arrived at the entrance of the main hall before putting down the bamboo sedan chair, changing the wheelchair, and Pushed by a young man, the wooden wheel rolled the path paved with smooth and clean pebbles and passed through two courtyards before entering the main hall.
Master Shen and his wife's relatives were all waiting in the hall, Shen Qingxuan's crescent-white robe revealed a corner from behind the tree trunk, then he put down his tea cup and got up, and greeted him.
Shen Qingxuan lived in the South Courtyard. After dinner, he walked through the courtyard before returning to his small building. The Nanmu small building was already brightly lit, and the furniture and furnishings inside had all been changed to new looks. They were spotless and flickering under the candlelight. Clean shine. It is no longer a simple hut in another courtyard in the mountains, but a double-layered building design, only the living room has triple doors, the innermost layer is naturally Shen Qingxuan, the middle layer is the place where the maids live, and the decoration of the wing rooms is also glamorous and unique. The outermost is the room of the maids who wake up at night to boil water and add tea.
Shen Qingxuan was used to a simple life, the first time he returned home, he was still a little uncomfortable with the complicated etiquette, he felt impatient, but he didn't show it, he asked someone to wait on him for a wash, and then he rested.
On the second day, he got up early and said good morning to his parents. When he went to Shen's mother's room, Shen Qingxuan stayed behind to discuss the marriage with his mother.
Shen's mother had known that he had no intention of marrying a wife, so she had given up on this idea, and only wanted to find him a girl. Unexpectedly, Shen Qingxuan brought it up by himself this time. Overjoyed, he first went to the Buddha and burned three sticks of incense. Xuan's marriage is coming, whose daughter is in the right age, who's daughter has the right temperament, and so on.
Shen Qingxuan only smiled, and wrote on the paper: It's all up to the mother.
The pair of sisters talked for a while, Shen Qingxuan and Erniang suddenly said: "Xuan'er, have you thought about what to do with that girl in your room?"
Shen Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately knew that she was referring to his personal servant girl. After thinking for a moment, he agreed, and wrote: It's okay.
Three days later, the matter was settled. The other party was a young lady from the Wang family in the same city, nicknamed Huiniang, who was also in her 28th year. In addition, the Wang family's style has always been upright, and Hui Niang is also a lady of the family, and she has seen her appearance before. Although she is not a fish or a wild goose, she is quite charming. Shen's mother gave up the employment, and the happy date was set to be after the Mid-Autumn Festival in the coming year. As for the maid, it's better to get married as soon as possible to add a house. After all, she has stayed by her side since she was a child, and she has been with her pillow.
As for the day, Shen's mother said: "Since it's a birthday celebration, it's better to add joy to the joy."
The happy day was set on Shen Qingxuan's birthday, and the maid was carried in a small sedan chair through the side door, and it was considered as a status.
When this word was passed to Shen Qingxuan, Shen Qingxuan still smiled and replied with the same sentence: it's all up to mother to decide.
The matter of marrying a wife and taking concubines is settled like this. From the beginning to the end, Shen Qingxuan never reminded himself of that magnificent person in the mountains.