The voice was calm and distant, no longer as playful as before, and Jiang Hongwen felt dull in his heart.
He suddenly remembered that during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, the woman was leaning against Qingguan in a delicate and charming way, smiling silly, her eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, dazzling.
Seeing that he was silent, Shi Songyin looked straight at her and couldn't help but raise her voice, "Master Qi called me, what's the matter?"
Jiang Hongwen was stunned for a moment and said, "It's getting cold. You should wear more clothes to avoid getting sick."
There was a buzzing in his ears, and those slightly concerned words made Shi Songyin lose his mind.
She covered her pounding heart and stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her.
Jiang Hongwen was startled by his own words, and his chest was filled with surging emotions. He smiled dryly, "Miss Shi, I... ah... say goodbye!"
It wasn't until the green color disappeared in the corner that Shi Songyin looked away, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
It's just a polite remark, so how can it be taken seriously? There was never a shadow of her in his eyes.
"Xiao Jing, Xiao Yu, pack your things and prepare to go back."
"Miss?"
The two maids looked at each other.
Shi Songyin took a deep breath, the man's reflection still lingering in his innocent and clear eyes.
In Lengyue Courtyard, candles are brightly lit.
Wu Yanling raised her head and looked at the embroidered tent, her eyes a little dull.
Dong'er came in with a cup of medicine, "Miss, the medicine is ready. My servant will help you get up."
Wu Yanling shook her head, "When is the time?"
"It's two o'clock in the morning."
"Has the banquet in front of us dispersed?"
Dong'er looked at the young lady's expression, thought for a while and said, "It's gone. Mr. Six may have been delayed by something. Don't worry, young lady."
Wu Yanling lay motionless, with a sneer on her lips, "Why am I in a hurry?"
Dong'er was embarrassed when she was blocked like this. She has been with the young lady for many years, but for some reason she feels that the young lady is now so strange and tight that even she can't understand her words and deeds.
The young lady clearly didn't have the Sixth Master in her heart, but she drank poems, played the piano, and painted with him. Her eyebrows, eyes, and smile were like those of a girl in love, infinitely charming and dignified.
The incomparable beauty made Liu Ye, a nerd who didn't know the taste of emotions, unable to control her at all. Wherever the young lady went, his eyes followed her.
On the day of her birthday, the young lady dressed up carefully and looked as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. Mr. Liu fell in love with the young lady at first sight, but after drinking some spiked wine, he couldn't grasp it anymore.
One night of spring supper, the red dots were falling, and the oaths of friendship were exchanged. Even she seemed to be drunk outside.
Thinking of this, Dong'er had a sneer on his face.
As expected, men's vows are the most unheard of. The sixth master had obviously said that he wanted to marry the young lady, but in the end he became an aunt. Not to mention that there was not even a red sedan chair, and even the banquet outside was extremely deserted.
Miss, why are you abusing yourself so much
"Dong'er, go and find out where Master Qi is?"
Dong'er's heart skipped a beat and cold sweat oozed from her back, "Miss... Master Qi is not someone we can inquire about."
"If I tell you to go, just go. What nonsense, I know everything well." Wu Yanling said sternly.
Dong'er gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, Miss."
The room became quiet, and Wu Yanling closed her eyes, with no waves visible on her calm face.
I don't know how long it took, but there were footsteps approaching, and a pair of big hands touched her face.
"Ling'er, I've wronged you. Don't worry, you are the only one in my heart in this life. You are my real wife."
The man's voice was extremely gentle and his movements were gentle, but Wu Yanling couldn't help but want to vomit in her heart. She pinched her waist hard. When she opened her eyes, her eyes were filled with tears, with a hint of tenderness.
"Master—"
The matter of Jiang Liuye taking a concubine did not cause the slightest disturbance in the huge capital city, even though the concubine was the granddaughter of the former Prince Qi.
Emperor Baoqing saw Jiang Sheren's self-blame letter and thought about it for a while before he remembered Wu Yanling and her daughter.
Two women can't make waves, so why kill them all? Marrying Jiang She as a concubine is a good destination. So Emperor Baoqing wrote two words "rejected" without thinking.
Thunder, rain, and dew are all due to your kindness. The Jiang family looked at Yubi, and their hearts fell to the ground.
Shi Songyin stayed in Qingfu for two days and then wanted to go back. Although Qingguan couldn't bear to part with her, she couldn't bear it either.
Hongwen now runs to this mansion every two days. No matter how much he avoids taboos, there will always be times when he looks up and misses him, but when he lowers his head, he misses him. That's all, it's okay for her to go to the Shijia Courtyard to see her more often.
Qingguan found a nice day with clear autumn air and sent the person home in person. He also talked with Shi Lei Bingzhu at night. It was too late and he simply stayed at Shi's house.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival in a blink of an eye, and everyone in Beijing was staring at two things.
The first thing was the marriage between the third son of the Su family and the eighth daughter of Duke Yin. Next is the Emperor's Mount Tai sacrifice on the ninth day of September. On August 20, the emperor's honor guard will leave the capital.
The first thing has nothing to do with Qingguan; but she will definitely be accompanying him during the Taishan sacrifice.
However, Qingguan's health has been good and bad since returning to Beijing. Firstly, he suffered too much losses during his trip to the northwest. Secondly, it was the time of the change of seasons in late summer and early autumn, and the weather was unevenly hot and cold.
In addition, there was a scratch on the inner thigh, which had just grown new flesh, and it was extremely itchy, so it was a bit unbearable.
Yueniang and the others tried their best to nurse her back to health, and Qian Fu even went to the clinic for three days and one small clinic for two days, and never dared to miss a single day.
Without saying a word, Cao Zi'ang carefully prepared a paste using various tonics. Ming Yueniang must let the young lady use a spoonful of it before meals.
Qingguan saw it in her eyes, felt warm in her heart, and wanted to cry in her throbbing heart.
August fourteenth.
At dusk in autumn, the sky is as clear as water.
On this day, after Qingguan took the emperor's pulse, as soon as he left the palace gate, he was blocked by Liu Yuzhao who was waiting here.
Liu Zhaoyu has been walking around in front of the emperor this month. Because of his good service, he was promoted to a higher rank in the imperial hospital. All this was due to Qingguan's recommendation. Therefore, he wanted to find an opportunity to return this love.
Seeing his appearance, Qingguan knew that he would not be able to escape this banquet no matter what, so he smiled and said: "Respect is not as good as everyone's orders!"
Liu Zhaoyu smiled and said: "Dele, let's walk in Zuixianju!"
The two of them entered Zuixianju, found a private room, and ordered a table of wine and food. Qingguan was taking medicine and couldn't drink, so he drank tea instead of wine and talked about things in the hospital while drinking.
After drinking for three rounds, Liu Zhaoyu said with a smile: "I really don't understand why you don't even see me when you're so restrained?"
Liu Zhaoyu went to Qingfu twice, but was rejected by Yueniang each time, so he could only go back in disgrace.
Qingguan covered it up: "I'm so happy in my house that I don't want to see anyone."
Liu Zhaoyu drank a glass of wine and said with some gossip in his eyes, "Tell me quickly, what grudges do you have with the Yin family? How did it get to that point?"
Qingguan rolled her eyes at him, her face darkened, and she answered with two words: "Don't ask!"
Liu Zhaoyu chuckled and said, "I can guess a few things even if you don't tell me. But there is something I must tell you. If I say it in a harsh way, you will just treat me as a drunken talk."
Qingguan knew what he was going to say without him having to say anything, but she still nodded. "The Yin family has a noble concubine in the palace. If the wise king comes to the throne one day, the Yin family will come to settle accounts... Hey, you must leave some room for yourself in everything, and don't go too far. I used to look at you as gentle and gentle with your temperament. It's very, how come you have such a bloody side? It's inappropriate, it's very inappropriate.
Appropriate. In my opinion..."
Liu Zhaoyu chattered endlessly, while Qingguan smiled and said nothing.
After a moment, his tone suddenly changed, and he leaned over and whispered: "The emperor's body does not seem to be in good condition. This trip to Mount Tai is two or three times dangerous. The burdens on you and me are not light."
After hearing this, Gu Qingguan finally understood the ultimate purpose of his treat. After thinking about it, he leaned his head and said, "His body is already exhausted."
Cold sweat broke out from Liu Zhaoyu's back, "Then... what should we do?"
"Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven, we have to do our part well."
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a man in brocade clothes stood at the door, looking at the people in the box with cold eyes.
Liu Zhaoyu was startled when he saw the person coming. You really can't talk about people during the day and you can't talk about ghosts at night. Why did he come to your door
Gu Qingguan glanced at the corner of his eyes, and his smile faded away. He added a cup of hot tea to himself and slowly brought it to his mouth, as if he hadn't seen him before.
Yin Lifeng stared at her, silent for a moment, with anger in his eyes.
Liu Zhaoyu looked at the two people with unkind expressions and recited in his mind Amitabha, these two little ancestors must not get into trouble.
"Zhaoyu, come here, let me toast you."
Qingwan raised an eyebrow, "Next time you invite me to dinner, find a quieter place, where cats and dogs can't find it and it's annoying to look at."
Liu Zhaoyu's hand trembled, and the wine spilled out. He blinked anxiously and signaled her to stop saying a word.
"Zhaoyu, what's wrong with your eyes? Did they twitch when you saw the villain?"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhaoyu almost fell off his chair. Hey, little ancestor, you are so courageous. Did you listen to what I just tried to persuade you
Sure enough, Yin Lifeng came over angrily, slammed the table hard, and said sternly: "Gu Qingwan, what do you mean by this? Who is the villain, and who is the cat or dog?"
Gu Qingguan smiled faintly, "I didn't expect it to be a mad dog. Zhaoyu, please drive it away so it doesn't affect my appetite."
"Gu Qingwan, you are too brave, don't think that I dare not do anything to you?"
Yin Lifeng's lungs were about to explode. She actually compared him to a dog. Looking at the capital, no woman dared to do this.
Liu Zhaoyu wailed in his heart and gently tugged on Qingguan's sleeve. Auntie, please stop saying a word, we cannot afford to offend this person in front of us.
Qingguan threw it away, looked at Yin Lifeng coldly, and sneered, "What do you want to do to me, Prince Yin?"
"You..." Yin Lifeng gritted his teeth.
He really didn't want to do anything to her. After a month of confinement, there was not a day in his heart where he wasn't worried. He didn't think about the tea and the rice didn't taste good, just because he was afraid that she would hate him in her heart. I came to my house secretly twice, but was kicked out. Today he happened to meet Qingfu's carriage. He was so happy that he couldn't help but want to see her, but he never wanted to open the door and saw her eating alone with another man.