The candles in the Nanmu building were brightly lit. Xinna's aunt Xiaotao was sitting by the bed. Because she didn't know what happened outside and she was a newlywed, she sat alone in the room for a long time. She felt that it had been a long time since the blue sedan chair brought her into this small courtyard that she was not unfamiliar with in the afternoon, the time had passed slowly, so slow that it was heart-wrenching. She even fell asleep lying on the bed for no reason, and when she woke up, her husband was still not by her side.
Xiaotao didn't dare to move, even though her body felt stiff, she still didn't dare to move a little bit, hanging her neck, watching her pink handkerchief continue to wait. After an unknown amount of time, the familiar sound of a wheelchair rolling came from the yard. Xiaotao let out a soft breath, the tense nerves in her mind relaxed, and her daughter's shyness about getting married came back again. Welling up in my heart, pink cheeks are slightly red.
Shen Qingxuan came upstairs, waved away the maidservants in the outer room, manipulated the wheelchair to approach, and then pushed open the wooden door of the wing room. What appeared in front of my eyes was the bride who was timidly bowing her head in a bun, sitting sideways on the side of the bed, the candlelight reflected on her small ears, and it was all red.
Shen Qingxuan looked at the figure, the color of his eyes changed, making it unpredictable. When he approached the past, it was already a usual smile, not revealing anything, except for the gentleness revealed in the smile, there was no other emotion mixed in it, no one could see anything from his smile. Not even himself.
Shen Qingxuan stopped in front of Xiao Tao, and the two faced each other. Xiao Tao was extremely shy, and buried her head deeper, completely looking like a newlywed, knowing only shyness and nothing else. Shen Qingxuan stretched out his hand, lifted the round jaw, and lifted the pink neck. He felt soft and greasy in his hands, and a faint fragrance came from his breath. The girl who usually didn't look closely at this time was wearing silk and satin. With pearl flower tassels, it's a little strange. Coupled with that touch of shyness, Shen Qingxuan thought in his heart, this could be regarded as a flowery beauty.
Normally, Shen Qingxuan couldn't bear to embarrass her. In any case, she was a girl who grew up under her own watch. Shen Qingxuan remembered the day when she first came to her room after her mother, she also looked timid, hiding behind her mother, her big eyes flickering like a little rabbit. Before she knew it, that little girl from back then could already be a wife and mother. It has to be lamented that time flies.
Xiaotao didn't know what he was going to do next, but felt her heart beating wildly, as if she was holding a lively little rabbit in her arms, she was ashamed and looking forward to it, getting married was a major event in a daughter's life, besides her husband He is also knowledgeable, although he is in poor health, but he is a good-looking talent, and his family is well-off. Although he is small, he is happy in his heart, and the admiration and ulterior motives accumulated over time have come true overnight. Xiaotao just thought that she should treat him better and better in the future. Serving by the pillow, serving tea and pouring water is easy. In the future, when my sister enters the door, she should also treat her well, not to compete with her and be jealous, just like the second aunt treated Shen's mother with respect. I just want to be safe and happy.
Xiaotao thinks this way, just like when Second Aunt first entered Shen's house, she was also a child, and she felt the same way.
But Shen Qingxuan didn't think so, he just supported Xiaotao's chin, rubbed that pink cheek for a moment, and then stopped. Then, he made a gesture.
Xiaotao was very familiar with this gesture, in the past, she would even feel it was kind. Because it means the master's sympathy for her. But at this moment, Xiaotao felt in a trance when she saw his gesture. Can't understand why.
That gesture means: you rest earlier.
The sound of wooden wheels sounded again, Shen Qingxuan finished making gestures, turned and entered the study. Xiaotao was left alone, sitting by the bed, unable to regain consciousness for a long time, and I don't know how long, her eyes gradually turned red, and tears fell from her eyes.
It was like this for one night, and at noon the next day, Xiao Tao was moved to another courtyard as an aunt, accompanied by two maids and aunt, and stayed alone that night. The third night... the fourth night, every night.
The courtyard in the south of Shen's mansion originally belonged to Shen Qingxuan, the layout of the set of courtyards, the main courtyard is the small nanmu building with nine turns and eighteen turns in the courtyard, naturally there is another courtyard dedicated to concubines, and Xiaotao lives in the other courtyard.
The maids talked about it quietly, and soon it was spread in the mansion that the young master didn't like Xiao Tao, and Xiao Tao climbed high in vain. Somehow, these private discussions spread to the outside world. People outside have various teachings and all kinds, and their mouths are a little vulgar. When talking about it, they have a new guess, thinking that Young Master Shen suffers from a "hidden disease". The charming concubine guarded her body. This rumor returned to Shen's residence through some channels, and there were too many people talking about it at the moment. Finally one day, Mother Shen was alarmed.
Shen's mother came to her son's room in the middle of the night, and saw that he was alone on the bed with a single quilt, and his face did not look like he had performed the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou. The doubts in his heart were confirmed, but it was difficult to open his mouth about this matter, so he kept silent. I found a doctor.
Shen Qingxuan was suspicious at first why he was looking for a doctor, but later he understood. I had no choice but to shake my head and write a line, saying that I am very good. After dismissing the person, a person closed the door and sulked in the house. How can you not be angry? Except for the part below the knees that was completely frozen to death and unable to move, everything else was fine, but he was thought to be suffering from a "hidden disease". Nonsence!
Lying alone on the bed at night, Shen Qingxuan, who had been sulking all day, took out the bead from under the pillow and played with it. The dripping ball made him use his fingertips to fiddle with it and roll it around on the bedside, rolling it a dozen times. Shen Qingxuan held it in his hand, tapped the beads with his fingernails, and said: "This round little thing has no holes or eyes, what should I do if I put it in my purse and lose it? You put a string on it for me instead."
He talked to Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi would not care about him, one person and one Zhu spent a cup of tea alone, Shen Qingxuan actually calmed down, and his mood improved inexplicably. Turned off the light, stuffed the beads under the pillow again, and fell asleep on the pillow.
After waking up the next day, after washing on the bed, Shen Qingxuan habitually opened the pillow to get the beads, intending to put them in his purse and carry them close to his body. As soon as the pillow was opened, he froze.
I saw the red bead, which had no holes or eyes, lay there, but a golden strand passed across its body.
A smile appeared on Shen Qingxuan's face, and that smile spread from the corners of his lips to Hei Liang's eyes. This smile lasted all day.
That night, sleeping on the couch, Shen Qingxuan tapped the red bead on his chest again with his fingernails, and said, "I heard Xu Mingshi said that he went to look for you, but is it true? If it is true, you should also know about the two pieces in your hand. Treasure, told me to promise him. I just lied and said that the thing was with me to smooth things over at the time. If you don’t want to give it to him, you just don’t give it to him in the future. Anyway, the results of cultivation are empty words, and it’s all based on my words. Lay on it."
After finishing speaking, he waited for the red bead to move, and waited and waited, Hong bead was still Hong bead, lying on his chest in a daze, motionless.
Shen Qingxuan was so sleepy that he accidentally fell asleep.
Woke up again the next day, before I opened my eyes, I realized that something was wrong, the tip of my nose was cool, and there was an unusual chill faintly. Shen Qingxuan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a white dress on the pillow beside his face, and a small copper-colored cauldron standing on the dress.
Shen Qingxuan subconsciously lowered his head to look at his chest, the red bead slid along with his movements, and rolled to the collarbone.
It's cold.
However, Shen Qingxuan felt that he was getting hotter, as if a flame had ignited in his body, burning the life-sustaining thing in his chest that kept beating with incomparable enthusiasm.
After closing his eyes, Shen Qingxuan heard a cry in his heart: Yi Mo.
imo.
The two words that he shouted silently contained deep feelings that made his heart beat.
From then on, every night Shen Qingxuan would find something to do, saying that he wanted to see the legendary solitary classic, which was said to only be kept in the palace, and he was so fascinated by it that he could talk to himself for a long time before falling asleep in a daze. When I opened my eyes the next day, the book appeared beside my pillow, quietly laying there.
Opening the pages of the book, there were pen and ink handwriting on the eyebrows and feet, obviously it was the annotations made by people who read the book while reading. Shen Qingxuan flipped through it, and sure enough, he found a line of Zhou Zheng's handwriting in it. It was what Yi Mo did when he saw it, Shen Qingxuan did not have any doubts, and immediately confirmed it.
When reading a book, there are some different emotions contained in it, and the reading is serious and lingering.
After another half a month like this, Shen Qingxuan planned to summon the concubine who had been neglected for a month tomorrow to consummate the intercourse.
A month of cold is enough. Anyway, she is also his concubine, and she will also be his child's mother in the future.
That night, Shen Qingxuan was lying on the bed again, holding the beads, and explained his plan. When it came to having sex tomorrow night, Shen Qingxuan hesitated for a moment before saying: "I don't know what it's like to be happy with a woman." Moreover, in this respect, he is undoubtedly a novice. Although the body also knows the cloud and rain, but after all the whole process was led by Yi Mo last time, he just needs to lie down. But tomorrow night will be dominated by him, but he is physically disabled. Thinking about it this way, I feel a lump in my heart.
When he woke up the next day, Shen Qingxuan touched the pillow as a habit, and when he touched the pillow, there was a rustling sound of paper. When he opened his eyes and looked at it carefully, Shen Qingxuan's face was flushed instantly again, and he hurriedly lifted the bed curtain and looked at it like a thief. After four weeks, I gathered all the books and drawings into the bed.
This time, what Yi Mo sent was all erotic palaces. Various postures, pictures and words, and detailed annotations. Even the yellow-haired children can understand it after reading it.
Shen Qingxuan locked herself in the room, not allowing anyone to disturb her, and shut herself up for another day. All day long, his face was red.
There is no other reason. In the picture, all the movements that are light and labor-saving, requiring no leg strength but only waist strength, were circled by Yi Mo with a red pen, and he also made a small reminder in his dignified and dignified font. For example: This is possible. such as.
Have sex that night.
Xiao Tao has truly become a bride, her cheeks are flushed, and her expression has the grace and grace of a woman.
Shen Qingxuan stayed with her for one night, but the next day he went back to his small building and fell asleep alone. Xiaotao knew that this person's thoughts were not on her at all.
After more than a month, Xiao Tao suddenly walked out covering her mouth during breakfast. Although her figure was still slender, Shen Qingxuan could see traces from her back.
Thinking of his own flesh and blood in that delicate body, Shen Qingxuan felt a surge of emotion in his heart, this emotion even broke through his gloomy and cold inside, and bloomed on his face, it was a kind of peaceful joy of being a father. When Xiao Tao covered her lips and came back, she found that sitting at the table, the husband who had always been quiet and distant was smiling at her. Although her husband smiles every day, Xiaotao suddenly realizes that this is the real smile. When she smiles, it is as warm as spring breeze, as if Jiangnan overnight.
Half of this smile is for her, and the other half is for the child in her womb that has not yet shown any shape.
The Shen family is about to have their first grandchild, even if they were born in a partial house, the Shen family is very happy, and they take care of Xiao Tao much more abundantly than before. When Xiaotao was treated coldly, she heard a lot of gossip, and felt a little aggrieved. Later, she had a baby in her womb and received a lot of care, and the aggravation gradually faded away. Her husband is still very indifferent to her. Since she was pregnant, she has not been allowed to serve her anymore. He only sees her at the dinner table every day, and they still go to bed at night. Xiaotao didn't complain about this, she knew in her heart that her husband's thoughts were not on her, not to mention that she was just a child, and she would have someone to rely on in the future after having a child. Even if she is not favored, she will not be afraid of being bullied when her sister comes in in the future. Just like that, Xiaotao's face became peaceful, with the kindness and kindness of a mother.
Shen Qingxuan was happy for many days, the most obvious manifestation was that he spent less time muttering about beads at night, instead he sat by the candlelight with his clothes on and thought about naming his child, not knowing if it was a boy or a girl, I just thought of two names, a boy and a girl. It was only after he had finalized the name in his heart that he remembered that he hadn't spoken to Yi Mo for a few days—although he was the one who spoke to Zhu Zi. But he knew Emer could hear. Because the bead was made of Yi Mo's blood.
That night, I took the beads and talked about my children again. I wrote the names I thought of, wrote them on the paper, and held them up to show the beads on my chest. Although the face was still pale, the spirit was flying high, and the joy was beyond words. Didn't sleep until midnight.
Before opening his eyes the next day, Shen Qingxuan thought of what happened the night before, so he dazedly reached out to touch the pillow. There would be Emer's stuff there, he knew.
But his hands were empty. Only the smoothness of damask and nothing else.
Shen Qingxuan still didn't believe it, opened his eyes immediately, rummaged on the bed, tossed and turned, sweated all over, even the quilt slipped to the floor but found nothing.
"...Don't you even give gifts?" Shen Qingxuan knocked on the beads, and jokingly said with a half-smile: "You're really stingy."
That bead never responded, and this time was no exception.
Shen Qingxuan unlocked the lock and held the bead in his palm, inspected it carefully, there was nothing unusual, it was still red and bloody, rich and shiny. After looking at it for a long while, Shen Qingxuan hung it on his chest again and put it on close to the skin. Shen Qingxuan snorted: "Could it be that at this moment, I'm jealous?" Clear, but also know that maybe one day he will be jealous of Yi Mo, but Yi Mo is determined not to be jealous of him. That person is going to cultivate to become a fairy. It is necessary to keep the six roots clean.
It has been cultivated for thousands of years, without desire and ruthlessness. He has gradually come to know this.
I used to think that Yi Mo loathed him, and being happy with him seemed to be a kindness. In fact, Shen Qingxuan also figured it out from the ointment he received on his birthday. It's a birthday present, so Yi Mo doesn't dislike her, and even has a good impression of her.
Otherwise, he would not always agree to his requests, although his requests are trivial things to the snake demon, such as sleeping until night and suddenly saying that he wants to eat small wontons from Dongcheng the next morning, of course, This is just a good impression, I can only say that I have a good impression of him. It has nothing to do with personal relationships at all, so naturally I don't like it.
Shen Qingxuan even wanted to ask Yi Mo if he had ever liked anyone in the thousand years of his life.
Of course, in this case, he would not ask at this time. Some questions can only be answered at the right time. Shen Qingxuan understood this truth since he was a child.
So, this time, why did Yi Mo suddenly disappear without warning
Shen Qingxuan thought that when he woke up, he would see something like a longevity lock next to his pillow.
As he adjusted his clothes, his heart beat wildly for no reason.
Immosh is delayed by something, right? Shen Qingxuan thought about it, solved it by himself, and soon returned to normal. It's just that there is a haze in my heart, as if something is going to happen, I feel unknown.
Did something happen to Yimo? As soon as this thought appeared, Shen Qingxuan couldn't restrain it no matter what. Shen Qingxuan took a deep breath, and he didn't know how many thoughts passed through his mind. All concerns and worries.
Shen Qingxuan took his servants back to the other courtyard in the mountains, the sudden decision surprised the entire Shen family, Shen's mother advised him to stay, because Xiaotao was pregnant and it was inconvenient to ride the bumpy mountain road. Shen Qingxuan decided to leave, and left Xiao Tao behind, not taking her with him.
No one could change his decision. In the afternoon, Shen Qingxuan returned to the mountains. Xu Mingshi also said that the mountain is a good place to go, and he wants to come together.
Shen Qingxuan was worried that something would happen to Yi Mo, and thought that Xu Mingshi had some morals anyway, and if something really happened, he could still help, so he brought him along.
When a group of people returned to the other courtyard that had been quiet for many days, it suddenly became lively.
Shen Qingxuan didn't want others to see the clues. After returning to the courtyard, he asked people to trim the flowers and plants in the garden, wipe off the rain stains on the decorations in the courtyard, and settled down Xu Mingshi's residence. Had dinner.
It wasn't until night that I had to sit idle in the house, clutching the red bead, sitting alone by the candlelight.
I don't know how long he sat there, but none of the people he was waiting for came. Shen Qingxuan felt his limbs getting cold little by little. He had no other thoughts, but whispered in a trance: "If you have anything to do, come to me. I have no strengths, only a pair of skins, and if necessary, I can protect you from some swords." Having said that, my heart is filled with sadness, and I can't imagine the days of losing Yimo at all.
Without even daring to think about it, as long as the thought floats in my head, my chest suddenly feels like a sharp weapon has been pierced. It is cold and painful, and even the bone marrow seems to be emptied.
Shen Qingxuan realized this, and he also understood that this root of affection could never be cut off. With his unfeeling, ungrateful, scheming black heart, he is willing to die for others, and he doesn't know when the root of love became so deep-rooted.
"Imo."
Shen Qingxuan shouted, facing the air.
"Come early," he said. He lowered his head, raised it again, spoke thousands of words, and finally only exchanged four words, muttering, as if talking to himself, softly said: "I miss you."
I miss you. Shen Qingxuan said.
There is no other love to say, only these four words seem to have exhausted his life's love.