In the open study room, various exquisite and precious furnishings are scattered in an orderly manner. There are famous pianos that look simple but are actually luxurious. The incense burner on the side exudes fragrance, which is light and not strong, but makes people feel extraordinarily special. smell good. There is still a couch on one side of the imperial concubine. There are two books scattered on the couch. One of them is opened and buckled on the couch.
Look at the Duobao Pavilion again, and when you look closely, it really makes people gasp. Those items are all superb, and what is even more rare is that they are all exquisite, and they are worth thousands of dollars.
Behind the Duobao Pavilion, the most attractive thing is not the various rare and rare books placed on the bookshelf, nor the famous calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, but sitting on the large red sandalwood table with serious writing. man. —The sixth son of the emperor, Prince Jin, Li Hongyuan.
The black brocade clothes are embroidered with dark lines, but the collar and cuffs are flamboyant and presumptuous blood red, especially the purple and black lines, which make people feel strange and inexplicable, and do not want to take a second look. Of course, that handsome and extraordinary face is like the most perfect work that the best sculptor has spent countless efforts to carve out. The cold eyebrows do not detract from its characteristics, but it is just the pair of supernatural eyes, because the dark eyes seem to be. It clearly shows that he is gloomy and unapproachable.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." Hearing the numb voice, he didn't dare to make any ripples because of the coldness and ruthlessness inside.
A man in black came in silently, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Master, Miss Luo has arrived in the capital."
The hand that was writing unhurriedly paused, and for a dozen or so breaths, it seemed to be frozen and had no reaction at all, and the pen that had just been dipped in ink, with the pause, a drop of ink dripped down and landed on the paper. I fainted, and the paper that was about to be written was discarded.
Li Hongyuan put down the pen in his hand, slowly raised it, and covered where his heart was, his heart beating like a drum. This heart, which has always been beating steadily, will not make it faster or slower in the face of anyone or anything over the years, but every time I hear news from her, it will involuntarily speed up. Do not want to control, do not want to control. In the rapid beating, there was still a burst of colic pain, and he couldn't help lowering his head, and a low cry that seemed like pain and joy came out of his mouth.
This feeling is actually not good, but he enjoys it very much.
The kneeling man buried his head low, held his breath, hardly dared to breathe, he had been by his master's side for a day or two, and at this moment, there must be no sound at all, otherwise... Thinking about the consequences, he screamed. The blood in the whole body was instantly cold. It's just the voice of the master, I really want to die.
"Where is it?" Seems to have returned to calm
"There is still about half an hour to arrive at Luo's residence."
"Prepare the car."
"Yes." Gong Sheng replied, got up and backed out, but he couldn't keep calm when he got outside the door, showing a bit of embarrassment.
The valet outside the door, Eunuch Mu, glanced at the first secret guard next to the master, with pity, it was about the girl Luo, and the master would have real mood swings, not pretending to deal with other people. It stands to reason that the master at this time has a human touch, and it is better to get close, but the fact is the opposite, often the master at this time is the most weird, the most terrifying, and the most frightening.
The black-clothed Wei An must be calm, with a dead face, "Master will use a carriage."
Eunuch Mu nodded and turned to prepare.
On the other hand, because all the masters who stayed in Qi'an Mansion in Guangyuan County came to Beijing together this time, they had a lot of things with them. Curious as to which dignitary's family this is.
"Girl, this capital is really as lively and luxurious as those storytellers think." A girl dressed as a maid held up a corner of the curtain and secretly looked out from the gap, looking at the scenery outside and said excitedly.
A hand stretched out next to him, slapped the back of the maid's hand, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Qing Ju, now that you are in the capital, you are no better than Qi'an Mansion, how can you be so rash, if people look at it, it will only make people Saying that the girl is not solemn, or even saying that the Luo family is not good, do you think about the consequences?" There was even a bit of coldness in his voice.
Qingju touched the back of her hand that was slapped red, feeling a little aggrieved, "Sister Zhu, I don't dare any more."
On the other hand, there was a woman leaning on the big welcome pillow. Her surname was Luo and her name was Jingwan. Although she was not a peerless beauty, her skin was white and flawless, which made her look pleasing and enviable, but her complexion was a little sickly and pale, and she was emaciated. The color was three-pointed, hearing the words, opened her beautiful eyes, and laughed, "Qingzhu, it's not that serious." He got up a little, stretched out his hand, and touched Qingju's head like a child, "Don't worry, I'm afraid it won't happen in the future. I will leave the capital, and there is time to take a look."
"Girl!" Qing Ju looked at her own girl with some embarrassment. The girl was obviously a year younger than herself, but in front of her, she was always like a child, and she was always teasing her like a child.
Jingwan laughed out loud, but thinking of where she was now, she hurriedly covered her lips with a handkerchief, but the joke in her eyes remained the same.
Qingzhu looked on, helpless, Qingju's temperament was partly due to the girl. And the old lady in the family doted on the girl like her heart and soul, and she didn't say much even if she raised her mother. Besides, the girl was good-natured, gentle and considerate, and she was a little more hearty than a girl in the family. I don't know how many wives and wives like it, but unfortunately, the old wives of those people don't look down on them. The reason for going to Beijing this time is for the girl's marriage.
But soon, Jing Wan's smile faded, and she felt a little nauseated. It's really helpless to be dizzy.
Qingzhu hurriedly took out the plums from the small drawer next to her, and handed one to her, "Girl, just be patient, it will be here soon."
Jingwan put Meizi in her mouth, "I'm fine." She closed her eyes again and fell asleep.
The two maids looked at her like this and felt really distressed. The girl has always been healthy. I heard from my mother that she was less sick when she was a child. The vomit turned upside down, and the whole person quickly cleared up, scaring the group of them, slowing down the journey, and then it was better to transfer to the boat, but it was only a half-day carriage into Beijing, looking at it and not looking at it. comfortable.
The voice outside gradually faded, it should be coming soon, and sure enough, the carriage stopped shortly after, and soon, Nanny Jing Wan's voice came from outside, "Miss, it's here."
The curtain in front of the car door was lifted, Nanny and Jiaoyang silently and the other two maids Qingmei and Qinglan waited outside. Whenever they ride in the carriage, the six of them take turns to serve Jing Wan.
Jingwan was supported, stepped on the small stool and stepped down, and the moment she landed, she felt at ease, and finally no longer had to suffer, she supported her chest.
"Wanwan, come over and let grandma take a look." Mrs. Luo stood by the carriage, and she put down her son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and beckoned to Jingwan with a distressed expression.
It is embarrassing that the person who has been preparing to bow and show his thoughts and filial piety is unable to worship.
Jing Wan hurriedly stepped forward and held Mrs. Luo's hand, "Grandma."
"Look at this little white face, isn't it still uncomfortable?" He touched her face.
Jing Wan pursed her lips and smiled: "Grandma, don't worry, granddaughter is fine, haven't we already arrived home, take a break, take care of it for a few days, and make sure you'll be fat again."
"It must be taken care of." Turning his head, facing his eldest daughter-in-law, "Old everyone, send more nourishing products like bird's nest in the house to Wanwan, this child has suffered a lot along the way."
"Yes, don't worry, mother. I received the letter before and knew that the third girl had suffered a crime along the way, and the things have been prepared." Wang shi replied appropriately, and looked at Jingwan very lovingly and distressedly.
"Well, I'm still at ease when you do things." The old lady nodded and replied in a low voice.
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