"Big cousin—"
After Jiafu finished calling her husband, she saw him standing at the foot of the steps, looking at her in disbelief, feeling slightly uneasy, and called out to her cousin again.
The midsummer night's wind blew past the sill and swept her skirt, she raised her wrist and gently stroked the lock of hair that had been blown onto her face by the wind, and a silver bracelet on her wrist. The light floated and jumped into his eyes.
Pei You'an nodded, hummed, stepped up the threshold, and entered.
Jiafu hurriedly followed.
This day seems to have been very long, and now she finally sees him back. In addition to her joy, Jiafu thinks of what he did to herself in the dark lights last night. She is also a little shy, standing aside, listening to him silently, secretly Glancing at him, seeing him taking off his hat and undressing, with a serious expression, never looking at himself, biting his lip, he walked over and took his clothes.
It was summer, although the official uniform was changed to poplin material, but the three layers inside and outside were tightly covered. After taking off the meticulous coat, the inner layer was slightly sweaty and stuck to his back. The room was quiet, both of them were silent, waiting for the maid to bring water in, Pei Youan seemed a little uncomfortable, turned his face slightly, saw the book she had just dropped, and finally broke the silence: "You are still reading this?"
Jiafu nodded and said softly, "I was waiting for you just now, so I used it to pass the time. It's just a bit difficult, I swallowed it whole, and I don't know if I understand it."
Pei You'an said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."
Jiafu said: "Okay."
After speaking, the two fell silent again.
The old women brought water in, and Pei Youan seemed to be relieved, his eyes swept over the ice muscle of her neck exposed outside the collar, and he coughed lightly: "It's a little hot, I'll go take a bath first."
Jiafu said: "The clean clothes have been put inside for you. If you have anything, just call me."
He nodded, turned and entered the bathroom, naturally he didn't call her, he had changed into a light white t-shirt when he came out, and he put on a shawl that he usually wears at home, and while wearing it, he said, "I'm going to the study first, you If you are tired, go to sleep first."
Jiafu snorted and watched him walk out, seeing him on the side of the cloud screen that separated the inside and outside, her back hesitated for a while, then stopped again, turned her head and said, "If you are not sleepy, you can follow I might as well go to the study room to read a book together."
With a happy expression on her face, Jiafu nodded hurriedly, immediately took the book, trotted quickly to his side, and said, "I'll just read quietly and promise not to disturb you, eldest cousin."
Pei You'an smiled slightly.
The two went to the library. As soon as he sat down, he opened the slips and official documents brought back by the bureau, and immersed himself in his work, sometimes turning the pages, sometimes picking up the pen.
The table was very large, and Jiafu moved a comfy chair by herself, sat at the corner of the table diagonally opposite him, spread out the book, and worked with him.
The silver lamp shone brightly, and the study was silent, except for the slight rhythmic ticking of dripping water from the dripping copper pot.
Jiafu read her book carefully at first, and only turned a page. Gradually, she became fascinated. Her eyes couldn't help, and she always drifted to the man sitting diagonally opposite.
He really is a good looking man.
In Jiafu's mind, the water god Shiro Shiro, who was described in the Yuefu poetry collection that he had read before, suddenly appeared. He lives by the river. When he travels, he is led by Jiang Bo in front, followed by a group of fish in the river. He is extremely handsome and graceful. The world is second to none."
Every hour I read this, after covering the book, I couldn't help but imagine the water god Lingbo facing the wind with his clothes fluttering. What kind of young man can be worthy of such a description. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the man with quiet eyes in front of him was precisely the one-of-a-kind Jiang God, Shiraishi.
Pei Youan reviewed and read official documents, and the words were either difficult or cumbersome. He always had ten lines at a glance, each sentence was broken, and his pen was written into chapters, but at this moment, he was gradually distracted. I sat down to this moment on weekdays, something that should have been done a long time ago, but now it is not half way, just now I accidentally wrote a wrong word.
He finally stopped writing, raised his eyes, and looked in the direction that had distracted him.
She rested her cheeks on a jade wrist, and her eyes were looking at herself, as if she was in a trance. She didn't know what she was looking at or thinking. The sleeves slipped from her wrists and piled up near her elbows. The silver bracelet with the grasshopper pattern was incomparably smooth with jade skin, and its whereabouts got stuck in the middle of the jade lotus forearm. It caught her own eyes, and she seemed startled, immediately put down her arms, sat up straight, lowered her eyes, Flip a page of the book.
Pei You Jing calmed down and drove the lotus arm with the silver bracelet out of his mind, and continued to lower his head and do his own thing.
After a while, he felt that she was looking at him again, he couldn't help but stop writing again, raised his head, and tapped lightly on the table with his finger as a reminder.
Jiafu blushed and whispered, "I don't understand..."
Pei You'an felt a little regretful and should not have brought her to the study. With a sigh, he put down his pen and smiled, "I don't understand anything, I'll tell you."
Jiafu nodded immediately, took the book to his side, moved the chair, sat next to him, opened the book, and poked at the page with a tender white finger, saying, "I can't understand it here."
When she sat down beside her, Pei You'an smelled the fragrance of her hair and skin, which was faintly refreshing, and suddenly remembered the scene in which he hugged her wildly in the brocade tent last night.
For the first time last night, his original intention was the same as that at the wedding night. It was all to make her happy, but he couldn't hold it back. She wasn't happy, but it was himself. When the words were comforting, Pei You'an was sharply destroyed, and his inner mourning was indescribable. After the lights were turned off, she fell asleep tightly to him. In the darkness, he hugged him softly, and gradually felt that he could fight again. In the end, she was unwilling. Action, regardless of An Ran's morality, he finally made a move, and completely surrendered her to his body. At the last moment, his hearty and happy, even attacking the city, may not make him so excited, and his body and skin burst. , Although it has been a day and night, when I think of it at this moment, my hair is still standing on end...
Pei Youan felt a fever in his abdomen, and suddenly heard her voice ringing in his ears, he looked at her fingertips, and when he saw it was the thirteenth chapter on the nature of Lun Heng, he immediately became stunned, and said: "Properties are for defense, and joy is for festivals, This statement is first seen in "The White Tiger Tongde on Li and Music". It is said that emotional nature is the foundation of governing people, and the system of ritual and music was formulated from this. The purpose is to use ritual for prevention and music for restraint. ."
Jiafu snorted and looked up at him: "Then what is this whole article about?"
Pei You'an said: "The whole article is to express the human nature of evil and good, so the title of the article is "Natural Nature", whether Mencius's theory of good nature, Xunzi's theory of evil nature, Gaozi's theory of human nature without good and evil, or Yang Xiong's theory of human nature is good The theory that there is both evil and evil is only a one-sided word. People are born with the nature of heaven and earth, and they have the spirit of the five constants, so human nature is often mixed with good and evil. Confucius once said, only the superior wisdom and inferior foolishness cannot be changed, and those who are the best and the worst cannot be changed. , I think so, but ordinary people, human nature often changes with habits, so-called good is good, evil is evil..."
His voice was low and sweet, not hurried or slow, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, gurgling stones beside her ear. Jiafu gradually lifted her cheeks again and looked at him with admiration. When he finished speaking, she glanced at herself before she regained her senses. She hurriedly lowered her head and turned the page: "What about this? I have two days ago. After I read it, I swallowed the dates wholeheartedly, and I am even more puzzled…”
When Pei Youan was just explaining, she had noticed that she tilted her head slightly, looked at him intently with her cheeks raised, her eyes unblinking, her expression serious and pure, but her heart was shaken by her, and she said politely. Le, but her heart was full of desires. She was clearly wearing cool summer clothes, but she felt hot and dry, her back was already sweating, and she felt guilty. After hearing her finally turn the page, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked again.
"This is the material situation chapter."
He let out a breath, and said in the calmest voice possible.
"The opening chapter says, 'Confucianism says: Heaven and earth give birth to man. This is false.' It means that starting from the Han Dynasty, Confucians believed that heaven and earth consciously created man, which is absurd. The book refutes it, saying that because of heaven and earth When the qi is combined, talents are born by accident, just as the qi of a man and a woman are combined, a child will be born by itself..."
He paused for a while, coughed, stared at the pages of the book, and reluctantly continued to explain: "The article takes people as an example, saying that men and women are married, not because they wanted to have children at the time, but because of lust, and the marriage was born. It is not consciously giving birth to a child, so it can be seen that the heaven and the earth do not consciously create man. By analogy, all things are born between heaven and earth, just like the birth of a baby by a man and a woman. ”
He suddenly closed the book, put it aside, and said, "Lun Heng is a bit astringent, which is not suitable for you. I will find another book for you when I have time."
Jiafu couldn't help but glanced secretly at his lower abdomen. Although it was covered by the case, she could see it faintly. It was indescribable there...
Jiafu remembered what happened last night, her heart pounded like a deer, and she hummed softly: "I listen to the big cousin. Then big cousin, you continue, I will go to the small kitchen to see if the dessert is ready..."
She stood up, but she didn't expect that when the chair was just moved over, a corner of the skirt was stepped on by the foot of the chair. At this moment, she stood up and pulled the chair. The chair slammed, and she didn't stand firm. Her eyes were fast and her hands were fast, so she immediately reached out to support her, Jiafu pressed her chest and abdomen against his face, and the man sat down on his thighs.
Pei You'an felt that her face was firm, and she rolled over a piece of fragrant flesh, her breathing stopped, she closed her eyes and slowly opened them, she was already full of fragrance, although she was suppressing the evil source of human beings. , but he raised his head vigorously, and his intention to commit murder became more and more obvious.
It seemed like a long time before there was a "tick" sound, a drop of water fell from the drip mouth, and the copper pot fell, breaking the silence.
Jiafu twisted her waist uneasily, got up hastily, and her hips left his legs. She felt her waist sink, and was firmly clamped by a pair of men's hands. When she pressed down, she couldn't help herself. fell onto his lap.
Her face was like a peach blossom, she turned her back to him, her lips were slightly open, and she couldn't help but breathe softly: "Big cousin..."
The man's eyes are no longer the usual still waters, like deep flowing through the abyss, the bottom of the eyes is extremely dark.
"Go back to your room, you can go to bed."
He said in a low voice, his voice was deep, so he carved the boundless night outside the window.
…
In the palace, Xiao Lie was half-drunk and staggered, and was helped back to the bedroom by the servants.
Zhou Shi was waiting for him. Seeing this, he hurried over to greet him and said something. After he settled down, Xiao Lie closed his eyes and lay on his back, as if he was in a deep sleep, motionless.
The Zhou family had specially groomed it tonight. On the dragon bed, there was also a light powder. Although it was no longer youthful, under the light of the palace lanterns, it was still beautiful and charming, with a unique charm.
She lay beside Xiao Lie, leaned against her, one hand was under the quilt, she slowly stretched out towards the man beside her, reached into her clothes, lightly held the place, and slowly kneaded and teased.
Xiao Lie didn't open his eyes, turned around, fell asleep, and said in a low voice, "Next time, I'm tired today."
After entering the capital, Xiao Lie never touched her. Zhou Shi secretly noticed that he did not find that he had favored other young palace maids, either staying up all night dealing with government affairs, or coming back to sleep.
Zhou Shi looked slightly stiff, stared at Xiao Lie's motionless back, and slowly retracted his hand.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Lie was already asleep. Zhou Shi couldn't sleep, got up quietly, called his confidant, and said, "Check it out for me, on the night of the prince's wedding, where did Long Live go, and he didn't return all night."