It was dark and moonless, I couldn't tell where I was coming from, only the gust of wind brushed my ears and swept across the roofs of several courtyards. Song Xiyuan hugged me and sneaked into a building, where a strong fragrance of fat powder rushed towards me. Before I could see it clearly, he threw me down. I thought it would be extremely painful on my back. I closed my eyes instinctively, but unexpectedly, I touched a large mass of softness.
Red, pink, dark green, cyan and violet, all under my body are silk and silk satin, which is extremely fragrant. The vermilion gauze curtain is separated by the flickering red candle. I struggled and sat up a little embarrassedly, "Where is this place?"
Song Xiyuan looked at it coldly, and with a heavy "hum", he raised the sword in his hand and slammed it on the ground, the scabbard touched the ground, and a ruby embedded in it smashed and shattered.
He said quietly: "Are you also afraid? You know what you are afraid of now? I thought you were not afraid of anything. Or... You are only for that person and you will be alone and not afraid of death! Again and again, again and again. And three, it turns out that it's not that your memory has deteriorated in the past two years, you have never had a good memory!"
A piece of gemstone scraped sharply across the side of my neck, like a wasp's tail needle stung lightly.
Song Xiyuan stared at me, his fingers gently swayed, as if he was about to step forward, but the next moment he turned his back, "Painting a fan."
"Three young masters." A woman turned out from behind the screen, with a face like Qiuyue's face and eyes like Jianshui. Only then did I realize that there were still people in the house. Song Xiyuan did not avoid suspicion, it must be his confidant.
"Take her to change clothes." Song Xiyuan ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes." The woman walked up to me, lowered her eyes respectfully, and stretched out her hand to lead, "Please come with me."
I didn't have time to look at her, so I got up and took two quick steps to the front of Song Xiyuan, looking up at him anxiously, "I have to go back. I'll have someone rob Xiao'er and send it back to the house."
Song Xiyuan pursed his lips and looked at me, "In the house? The Shizi Inn is lost, and Luoyang City will be turned upside down by the government within two hours. He wants to see people in life, and corpses in death. With his temperament, he will soon find out. The troupe is unusual, and if you find the head of Qin, and then follow the clues, your residence may be full of rage at this moment."
"Xiao'er!" I was horrified, it was useless to hate myself for not having reserved a secret escape route! I turned around and rushed out the door.
The next moment, Song Xiyuan grabbed his shoulders and elbows with both hands, "I have brought Xiao'er out."
"Really?" I looked at him in disbelief. "Where? I want to see him, I want to see him now!"
"If you don't want Xiao'er to see your disheveled appearance, then go change clothes first." Song Xiyuan glanced over my cuffs and said sarcastically.
As soon as he said it, I saw that in the bronze mirror diagonally opposite the corner of the house, my face was covered in black and gray, and my clothes were tattered. slowly oozing out...
I stretched out my hand to wipe it away, but he grabbed it and said, "Don't move!"
But seeing the man in the mirror roll up the cuffs of his outer robe, neatly tore off a white sleeve of the inner robe, took out a small package from his arms, opened it, poured a little light yellow powder on it, and then lowered his head and put the white silk satin on it. I wrapped a circle around my neck.
In the mirror, another pair of women's wonderful eyes lifted lightly, and they flashed with a mournful look.
I couldn't help but step back, avoiding Song Xiyuan's hand.
"Don't worry, I won't strangle you. Although I've always wanted to do it." Song Xiyuan's voice sounded above his head, he stretched out his hand and pulled me a little closer. It came out carefully and slowly, and it was reflected in the bronze mirror. I was in a state of confusion for a moment, and I lowered my eyes and turned my eyes away.
After the dressing was done, the woman who called the painting fan led me to the inner compartment to change clothes. When I saw the clothes, the colors were rich and charming, and the light romance was full of style. , said softly, "You can only find clothes like this in Gu Chun's building for a while. Although they are vulgar, they are clean and haven't been turned on. Miss Shen doesn't need to mind."
I hurriedly said, "It's okay. It's because I dress so plainly on weekdays that I don't know how to tie this belt for a while."
"Miss Shen, you don't need to worry." She smiled gently, took the clothes and put them on me, and carefully tied the belt. Once she knew that someone could be so beautiful without being sharp and publicized, but she was full of shrewdness and clarity, and even the small act of dressing and tying someone was also pleasing to the eyes.
It didn't take a moment for her to drape her skirt over me properly.
"Okay." She put down her hand, the corners of her lips stretched into a smile, and when she raised her head, she gave a slight pause. I realized that I had been staring at her, and I was very rude. I hurriedly looked away and pushed the door out. Hearing her hesitantly say softly behind me: "Miss Shen, he... Third Young Master has always stayed in the outer room, don't get me wrong."
I was stunned, and when I understood what she meant, I couldn't help but smile. I just felt that she was very thoughtful, but now I have to say that she is too perceptive and thoughtful.
"You're thinking too much." I replied, pushing the door out without turning my head and walking.
Song Xiyuan stood in front of the Xuan window, and he didn't know where to look. The street lights reflected on his face, flickering on and off, and he couldn't tell where he was thinking. The moment I pushed the door, he turned his head, glanced at me, and coughed uncomfortably. Said: "You wait a moment, I will bring Xiao'er over."
He turned around and went out.
See you soon! For two years, I've been thinking about Xiao'er day and night... I looked at the closed door and my heart was up and down. I don't know if Xiaoer still remember my appearance? I don't know if Xiao'er will be frightened when she sees her mother who should have passed away? I don't know if Xiao'er will use the steel needle against the regent against me? I don't know...
In an instant, countless unknowns and uncertainties flooded into my heart, and doubts that I had never had before came to me, which made me flustered. But within a short time, all kinds of thoughts have turned in my mind, each of which makes me unbearable to think about.
I don't know when the door was quietly opened, I turned around sensitively, and a soft little shadow rushed over like an arrow from a string and hugged me, "Mother!—"
I was hit hard, my feet staggered and I almost fell to the ground. I don’t know who helped me, I stabilized a little, squatted down and hugged Xiao’er in my arms. It turned out that all the previous speculations and uncertainties were just unfounded worries. The nonsense disappeared in an instant.
My Xiao'er has always been my Xiao'er, even if we are separated by mountains and rivers for 700 days and nights, it is still my Xiao'er. At this moment, he is in my arms, as if he has never been separated...
This realization made my heart feel so happy that it was almost colic, my nose was sore, and my throat was so choked that I couldn't utter a single word. He could only pull Xiao'er's small hand to look at him up and down, left and right, every inch of skin, every inch of skin, to make sure that he was completely unscathed, and then he took off the taut strings in his head a little. The tears that never fell broke from the bottom of my heart, bursting out of my eyes, and it's been two years.
"Mother, mother don't cry..." Xiao'er wiped my cheeks with a little hand, wiping away the tears that fell for me, the other small hand clenched her fist tightly, swearing firmly: "Mother is not afraid, Xiao. I'm here to protect you! With Xiao'er here, no one can bully my mother!"
The childish eyes flashed with the courageous brilliance of a little warrior, as immovable as a rock, illuminating a small white and tender face, illuminating my heart like maltose meets the warm sun, it almost melts, Into a pool of blissful sticky molasses...
I wrapped Xiao'er's hands in the palm of my hand, "Good Xiao'er, good Xiao'er, mother is not afraid, as long as mother sees Xiao'er, she is not afraid of anything!"
Indeed, the moment I saw Xiao'er, I suddenly had a copper wall and an iron wall to protect my body, and I was invulnerable to swords and guns like an iron armor and a silver helmet. I risked the possibility of being discovered by the regent, and wanted me to give me another life. What? relation? For this moment, I can not fear ghosts and gods, why fear life and death!
When I stood up holding Xiao'er's little hand, I felt dizzy because I had been squatting for a long time. My body swayed slightly, and my elbow was immediately supported by someone. When I looked up, my face was a little slower than before. Song Xiyuan.
"Go and rest, you have been tossing for a long time today." The next moment I heard him let go of my hand and reluctantly said: "Okay, I won't touch your mother, can you not? Go and rest with your mother."
He lowered his head, but saw Xiao'er's phoenix eyes squinting and staring straight at Song Xiyuan, who just held my hand. The cat was vigilant like frizzy hair, and his eyes flew out like razor blades. When he saw Song Xiyuan let go of me, he was victorious. Taking it back, she turned her head softly and said to me, "Mother, I'm sleepy~"
Xiao'er is not as clingy and coquettish as other children. She hasn't slept with me since she left the swaddle, but tonight she hugs me tightly like an octopus with octopuses. Ding Dian refuses to let go. Lying on the bed, he opened his bright eyes and refused to close them for a while.
I coaxed him to close his eyes, but he grabbed my clothes with a small hand and said earnestly, "If you can't close it, your mother will disappear as soon as you close it."
Hearing this, I felt sour in my heart and wanted to cry again. I sniffed and promised, "No. Mother will never leave Xiao'er again, no matter how many times Xiao'er closes her eyes and opens her eyes."
Biquge
Xiao'er looked down at her fingers and didn't answer, as if she was still worried. In desperation, I had to change the subject and ask him how he could come all the way from the capital to Luoyang.
"I always like Sansan to hug me." Unexpectedly, Xiao'er seemed to answer the question, but then she explained the whole story in one sentence, "Sansan has the smell of a mother. I secretly ran after him, ran After leaving the palace many times, I was lost. Later, I was caught by my uncle. Sansan stole my cat. I saw it, followed it out again, followed it a long way, and lost it when I reached Luoyang... "
Xiao'er was talking in a daze, but she was finally lost and sleepy and whispered in my arms into a dream.
The child's voice has not faded yet, but the things she said in a soft and soft voice made me tremble. What are the dangers and dangers encountered during this period? unimaginable...
Poor god.