Of course Zhong Wenjin was just talking about it, without Xie Zhaoxue, he would not have dared to leave the Xie Mansion.
He went back to the room and locked the door with his backhand, took off the diaper, washed his face, threw off his boots angrily and lay down on the bed to sleep.
Sleeping at this time is a bit embarrassing. It is neither a nap nor a night sleep. If Zhong Wenjin sleeps at this time, he will definitely be refreshed until midnight.
But he was just getting started, he didn't think about it at all, he closed his eyes and was going to sleep.
After being angry for a while, I really fell asleep.
In the dream, he went back to seven years ago.
At that time, he was only eleven years old, and he secretly took his book boy out to play. Passing by Donghu Bridge, he asked the book boy to buy snacks, while he waited by the river.
Being idle and bored, Zhong Wenjin hopped to pick the leaves hanging from the branches. He raised his hands high and his sleeves slid down, revealing a white arm with a thin red satin tied around his wrist.
The satin is very narrow, wrapped around the wrist several times, and you can vaguely see the interlaced gold and silver coins embroidered on it.
Just as he was fascinated, suddenly a pair of hands grabbed his wrist and pulled the red silk. Zhong Wenjin was startled and turned his head to look.
But I saw a little girl carved in pink and jade, she was decorated with red hairpins and jade, and there were many maids behind her, she was not an ordinary person at first glance.
Zhong Wenjin watched her pull hard, reached out to stop her, and asked in confusion, "Who are you? Why are you pulling my hand?"
"This ribbon belongs to my cousin, I want to take it back!" The little girl said fiercely.
This is simply inexplicable.
Zhong Wenjin started to resist, but because he was a little girl, he still didn't really exert his strength, and shouted at her, "Go away! This is my thing!"
An older nanny who followed the little girl rushed forward, bent over the little girl's ear, put her hand on her arm and begged, "Sister Shan, this is someone else's thing, we can't take it! "
Is this to take? This is a Ming robbery, okay
The little girl was persistent, her hands were small, but she was quite strong, she really tore the ribbon loose, so Zhong Wenjin pushed it hard only in desperation.
This push boosted her strength, causing her to tear off the ribbon completely, and at the same time, she was pushed backwards. The terrible thing was that behind her was a slope downhill, rolled a few times along the way, and fell into the river .
This action frightened everyone, they hurriedly piled up by the river and called for help, the old woman's eyes were red with anxiety, "Sister Shan! Sister Shan! Help!"
Zhong Wenjin didn't expect his push to be so powerful, and he went down the slope in a panic, with both feet on the edge of the shallow water, and stretched out his hand to the little girl, "Give me your hand!"
The little girl choked on the water and was so frightened that she cried and struggled helplessly, but instead went into the river. Zhong Wenjin saw her head sometimes protruding and sometimes sinking. To catch people.
After walking a few steps, the river was up to his waist. Just as he was about to move forward, his arm was suddenly pulled back by a strong force. When he looked back, it was Xie Zhaoxue!
"You don't want to die?!" With a look of anger on his face, he immediately pulled Zhong Wenjin out of the river, pushed him to the bank, and then jumped into the river himself to save the little girl.
At this moment, Zhong Wenjin's fear overwhelmed his panic, and he watched Xie Zhaoxue quickly rescue him ashore.
Fortunately, the little girl choked on a few sips of water, but nothing serious happened. She hugged Xie Zhaoxue and cried loudly, "Cousin, I thought I was going to die!"
Xie Zhaoxue also patted her back reassuringly, and said softly, "Shan'er, don't be afraid, you'll be fine."
Only then did Zhong Wenjin know that this little girl was Xie Zhaoxue's cousin.
He hurriedly got up, trying to pull the girl's arm, "Where's my stuff? Give it back to me!"
But he was pushed away by a young boy halfway, "What else do you want to do to my sister?!"
Zhong Wenjin staggered from being pushed, and said angrily, "Your sister took my things!"
"Do you see what she has in her hand? If you want to slander, you have to find a better reason!" The voice of the little boy was louder than his, and the expression on his face was a little scary, as if he was going to be beaten up in the next moment.
Zhong Wenjin took a look, and sure enough, he saw that the little girl had nothing in her hands, so he hurriedly looked into the river again, but there was nothing except the aftermath left just now.
lost.
Xie Zhaoxue looked down at her cousin who was still crying in her arms, and suddenly said, "Nurse Wu, what's going on?"
The nanny was also terribly frightened at first, but when she heard Xie Zhaoxue's question, she opened her mouth and said, "This young man came from nowhere, he suddenly came out and wanted to grab Miss Shan's things, and if he didn't get it, he pushed her into the river It’s too late, the old slave and others have no time to stop it.”
After hearing these words, Zhong Wenjin's mind suddenly went blank, and he said stiffly, "What did you say?"
"It's obviously her..." He wanted to explain, but in the blink of an eye, he met Xie Zhaoxue's gaze, which was as cold as ice, piercing his body, making him more uncomfortable than the coldness of the river, and he shivered, "It's not like this..."
"You bastard!" The young boy on the side rushed up with his fists raised, Zhong Wenjin stood dumbly, not knowing how to dodge.
That punch missed in the end, and was stopped by the book boy who rushed back, "Our young master is not that kind of person!"
"Not that kind of person? Do you think we don't know who Zhong Wenjin is? It has already been spread in the capital, so what else is there to say!" The young boy struggled, "How dare you attack my sister, I will beat her to death today you!"
Zhong Wenjin looked at the little girl, then at the young man, and then at all the servant girls around him. Finally, his eyes stopped on Xie Zhaoxue's face, and he suddenly understood.
These people are all surnamed Xie, only he is surnamed Zhong, no one will listen to his explanation, and no one will believe him, because they are all a family.
He looked at Xie Zhaoxue with resentment and anger, but felt powerless, so he could only say to the book boy, "Let's go."
Zhong Wenjin suddenly woke up from the dream, turned over and sat up, and the sadness was clearly conveyed from the dream, filling his whole heart.
It's just that he is not an eleven-year-old child at this time, he is already strong enough, he rubbed his face and let out a long sigh.
This sleep lasted for a long time, it was dark outside, the room was burning with weak candlelight, and the stove was also burning brightly, making the whole room very warm.
candlelight? Stove
Zhong Wenjin was very confused, he didn't light these things when he was sleeping!
Turning his head around, he saw a person sitting by the table in the room. The light from the fire on the table outlined the man's handsome side face in a soft outline. how long.
At this time, Zhong Wenjin's hair was a little messed up in sleep, his eyes were sleepy after waking up, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, his pretty eyebrows frowned, "Why are you here? You still not making a sound?"
The voice was very hoarse.
Seeing that he had spoken, Xie Zhaoxue moved, stretched out her hand and poured a cup of cold tea, walked to the bedside and handed it to him, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Zhong Wenjin took a look, then hummed, drank more than half a cup of herbal tea in one gulp, and after drinking the cold water, he was completely awake.
Xie Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and quietly watched him finish his glass of cold water, then said, "I transferred Ding Ziyun to serve in front of your room."
Zhong Wenjin looked up at him in surprise, and before he asked anything, he heard him say, "If you really like him, get along well and don't use any more forceful methods."
Well, you gave her to me, so I have to "get along" with her well.
He thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Okay, I will get along with her well, thank you little uncle."
Xie Zhaoxue was taken aback, the number of times Zhong Wenjin called his little uncle was really very few, but now that he was caught off guard, he was not used to it, and felt strange.
Then Zhong Wenjin stuffed the teacup back into his hand, lifted the quilt to get out of bed, looked down, and saw that the boots he threw off before going to bed were neatly placed beside the bed, he fished them up and put them on.
"I want to eat, I'm hungry!" he called casually.
Xie Zhaoxue followed behind him, and put the teacup back on the table, "You take the dick first."
He didn't say anything, Zhong Wenjin almost forgot, and hurriedly went to find the mask and put it on. After tidying up, he wanted to push the door out, but found that he couldn't push it. When he looked down, the lock was still hanging on it.
Zhong Wenjin asked in surprise, "How did you come in before?"
"How else can I get in, of course by opening the window." Xie Zhaoxue took it for granted, as if she didn't feel that there was anything abnormal about opening the window in her own home.
Zhong Wenjin found the key to unlock it again, and the two came out.
As soon as he went out, he saw Ding Ziyun guarding the door. He glanced at the two of them quickly, and then lowered his head. When Zhong Wenjin saw her, he pointed at her and said, "You, go in and tidy up."
Seeing this, Xie Zhaoxue laughed angrily and shook her head helplessly.
Afterwards, the two left Xie's mansion and went to eat in the street.
At this time, Liang Yanbei was in front of his house, looking up at the bright moon.
The cool wind blew, and his figure was inexplicably depressed.
He counted with his fingers, and he hadn't seen Wen Chan for more than ten days, since the sacrifice.
When news came out that someone had poisoned him, Liang Yanbei was so anxious that he almost scratched his head, but the guards in Xiyang Palace were too tight to take advantage of any loopholes.
The released kite was shot down mercilessly, and there was no other way.
Liang Yanbei let out a low sigh.
Suddenly a slight whistle came, Liang Yan tilted his head to the north, and said in a low voice, "Come out."
A person came down from the tree beside him, half kneeling on the ground, "Master, we have found the news."
"How?" Liang Yanbei asked again.
"Before entering the palace, Concubine Mei had an affair with the eldest son of the Zhong family. Five years ago, Concubine Mei secretly left the palace frequently. She became pregnant and gave birth to eleven princesses."
"You suspect that Princess Eleven is Zhong Wenting's daughter?" Liang Yanbei raised his eyebrows in surprise, even though he thought about it a lot, he never thought of this.
"Subordinates dare not make a statement." That person said.
Liang Yanbei touched his chin, pondered for a while and said, "I have a good idea."
When everyone was busy, only Wen Chan was lying leisurely on the imperial concubine's couch, with a quilt on his body and a warm hand in his arms.
Alfred waited by the side.
"Ah Fu, you are asking Si Yifang to warm my hands." Wen Chan said suddenly.
He remembered that the hand warmers he brought out were snatched away during the Lantern Festival last year, so he would bring a few more when he went out this year, just to be prepared.
Ah Fu hurriedly replied, "Your Highness doesn't need to order, the servant has already asked someone to do it, and it will be delivered in a few days."
Wen Chan nodded in satisfaction, "Have you done everything I arranged for you?"
"That's natural, the slaves dare not delay."
"Okay, wait another day."
Wait another day, and it will be the emperor's birthday.