Concubine like a house

Chapter 8
The wind and clouds in the late summer feel a little lazy, and the blue sky reflects in the isolated Dongyuan, adding a bit of cozy atmosphere.The sunlight lightly sprinkled into the study room through the window, and it has long lost its original scorching intensity, leaving only a warm radiance.

In the blink of an eye, Hanchu has lived in Dongyuan for more than ten days.Her daily errands are not heavy, and it can even be said to be leisurely.Since Steward Yun and Qian Yun left, she was responsible for serving the pen and ink in the study, and went to the flower garden every morning to pick a dewdrop and boil water for Yunci.

During these days, Han Chu finally discovered how simple Yun Ci's life is, without grand ostentation, without many servants, which is very different from the children of Gongqing she is used to seeing.

There is only a maidservant to serve her indifferently; the guard Zhuying is also responsible for sweeping the courtyard; food and clothing expenses are all sent by Shen Yu to order Chacha, and Chacha will personally deliver it to Dongyuan.

Having been with Yun Ci for more than ten days, Han Chu could feel his temper.She didn't dare to tell the other party a big event that was in her heart until she felt that they were familiar with each other.

This day, he was serving in the study, watching Yunci when he was free, Han Chu took out a paper ball from his sleeve, unfolded it and presented it in front of him.On the paper was a long poem titled "Zhu Xian Duan":
The wind and the moon are full of guests, and the guests are wrong, and they often hear flattery and coquettishness.

Suddenly hearing the beauty's fragrance and soul dying, the four ministers sighed.

Thinking of the concubine's ringing sound, it has been tactfully moving around the beam so far.

The flowing water and the falling flowers spread to Xiangpu, and the hibiscus weeps and laughs at the pandan. [1]

The exquisite seven orifices should be like this, breaking Wushan with a heartfelt song.

People's hearts value profit more than lowliness, and the world is lonely and difficult.

I am self-destined to combine the zither and the flute, and you go to the nine heavens to play the clouds.

There is no more infatuation in the world, don't teach Xianyin to cry.

There is also a small note at the end of the poem, "Zuihualou was shocked to hear that Han Chuxiang disappeared, and wrote it with feelings."

Yun Ci read the poem carefully, and sighed: "Although it doesn't rhyme very much, it is better than the true feelings. It is also a good poem." After speaking, he whispered the name in the note again, and asked Said, "Is Han Chu a brothel girl?"

Han Chu silently nodded.

Yun Ci saw her look of concern, and was a little puzzled: "What do you want to say?"

Han Chu pondered for a moment, his red lips parted slightly, and he said three words silently: "Young Master?"

Yun Ci shook his head: "Zi Feng studied the Wei stele, and the font is vigorous and elegant; this poem is written in cursive script, not Zi Feng's."

He glanced down at the poem in his hand again, and continued: "What's more, it says 'My own fate saves the piano and the flute'. As far as I know, Zifeng can't play the flute."

When Hanchu heard the words, a look of disappointment flashed across his face, and he became silent again.

Yunci explained again: "Although Zifeng is romantic, he is not considered a literati. He is good at martial arts. If Wenchang Hou Aizi was not eager, he would have been sent to the army to train. I heard that Emperor Tongsheng also appreciated his military insights. That’s why he was adopted as the son of the moth.”

After Yunci finished speaking, seeing that Hanchu was still staring blankly at the poem in his hand, he handed it back to her with a smile: "You girls are all sad for the spring and autumn, and you will cry for two or three days even if you read the scriptures lightly. .But I think the writing of this poem is indeed a pity for a gifted scholar and a beautiful lady.”

Han Chu didn't hear Yun Ci's words, his eyes were still lowered, and his mind was still on the song "Zhu Xian Duan".

How could this poem be carried on Shen Yu's body?Since it wasn't Shen Yu's work, who could it be?Han Chu was sure it wasn't He Lianqi's work.She has been with him for half a year, so she knows him a little bit. Although Helen Qi has a good temperament, he is not good at musical instruments.

Hanchu's thoughts turned a few times, but he finally found a pen and paper, and wrote to Yun Ci: "Which kid in Jingzhou City is good at flute?"

Yun Ci glanced at Han Chu's question, and replied frankly: "I'm not from Jingzhou, so I don't know." At this point, a name popped up in his mind, and he added with a smile, "But Nan Xijiu It is well known that the prince is good at the flute. His name is 'Nie Peixiao', and he really wears the flute every day and never leaves his body."

Ninth Prince Nie Peixiao?Could it be him?Han Chu remembered that on the day he was listed, the Ninth Prince used a pseudonym to support him.But at that time, she was full of thoughts on He Lianqi, so she didn't choose the Ninth Prince as the guest of honor.Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was also very gracious, and did not force him with power.

Hanchu couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and looking at the poem in his hand again - "The wind and the moon are full of guests, and the guests are wrong, and they often hear flattery and coquettishness".For some reason, when she saw this sentence, she could feel the emptiness of the poet. Presumably that person also knew that most of the contacts between the ministers were hypocritical and flattering.

"My generation of onlookers read this poem, and they are all sighing. If Han Chu is still alive, they must be very moved." Yun Ci commented casually, which also interrupted Han Chu's thoughts, "Just look, this poem will be written in the future. If it gets out, the last four sentences will definitely be regarded as a good story by the world. The person who wrote this poem can also be regarded as Hanchu's bosom friend."

yes!It is indeed her bosom friend!Yunci's words stabbed her wound, blood was dripping, it was horrible.

Although the past is unbearable to look back on, seeing this poem, Hanchu also feels a little bit of comfort.I think I will never meet this poet in this life, even if I can meet in the future, even if I meet again, I should not know him.

Thinking about it, Hanchu felt his eye sockets swell, and his nose was slightly sore.She silently put the treasured place of poetry into her sleeves.

The appearance of this little girl fell into Yun Ci's eyes, and in exchange for him he said with emotion: "If Han Chu was alive, she wouldn't be able to get this song "Zhu Xian Duan". All the sad and beautiful things in the world are condensed by human life and blood and tears, so if you think about it, it doesn't matter."

When Hanchu heard the words and looked at Yun Ci, his watery eyes were already filled with tears.That's right, she has never been a little girl who hurts the spring and the autumn, if she dies in exchange for someone who understands her, she would rather live alone.

Especially after Qin'er's death, she has cherished her life more than anything else.From this point of view, Mr. Yun is also her bosom friend in disguise.It's just that this bosom friend's affection, what he gave was Chuxiu, not Hanchu.

Thinking about it this way, Hanchu felt even more embarrassed, so he wrote again: "It's a miracle to find a pair of people who know each other in this world."

"A miracle..." Yun Ci looked away from the paper and slowly looked at her.

Sometimes things are so mysterious.Many people have known each other all their lives without ever knowing each other; while some people talked for a while, but it was too late to meet each other.Just like Yun Ci at this moment, silently reading this sentence written by Han Chu, something grew in the bottom of my heart, moistening things silently.

The approaching noon made the sun appear gradually stronger, and also covered the dumb girl in front of her with a layer of golden tulle.Yun Ci suddenly felt that the girl had become colorful, and for a moment, it pierced his eyes, dazzling and burning.

But Yun Ci still didn't realize what it was, he just thought to himself that today's scene would probably remain in his vivid memory.As for the word "know each other", it is too heavy, and definitely not everyone in the world can bear it.Especially for a rich and short-lived person like him, it's better not to think about it extravagantly.

Yun Ci turned his attention to other places at the right time, picked up the handwriting that Han Chu had written, and changed the topic with a smile: "Your handwriting is not very beautiful, but the ending has a bit of charm. If you practice it again, you should Can write well."

Speaking of which, he stood up from the wheelchair, turned around and took a copybook from the bookcase behind, handed it to Han Chu and said: "Women often learn the small script with hairpin flowers, if you have nothing to do to copy this post, I think it will be helpful. "

However, at this moment, Han Chu couldn't listen to Yun Ci's words, and just looked at him in shock, pointing at his legs, as if he was able to stand up by accident.

Seeing this, Yun Ci smiled again: "I'm in a wheelchair, it doesn't mean I can't walk, it's just that I'm not in good health." Still holding the copybook, he repeated to her again, "The copybook is for you."

Hanchu originally thought that this banished fairy-like Mr. Yun was disabled, but now that she looked at it, she was more worried.Seeing that Yunci had been holding the copybook in her hand, she wrote on the paper, "Why did you give me the copybook?"

"It doesn't last long to be a man of Israel. If you marry in the future, if you want to win the respect of your husband's family, you must have a skill. There is no harm in reading more books and practicing calligraphy." Yun Ci smiled back.

It won't last long... Hanchu only felt greatly touched.She didn't know if Mr. Yun thought of every servant like this, but for her, this kind of kind treatment was extremely rare.

Such a person should not be disabled.Fortunately it was just a misunderstanding.At this time, Han Chu was only concerned with moving his face, but he ignored Yun Ci's pale face, and he never noticed that he was a little exhausted.

It just so happened that it was getting late, seeing that Han Chu was in a trance again, Yun Ci smiled and said, "It's time for lunch, let's go to the dining room."

Hanchu nodded as he said, hurriedly tidied up the case, and put the copybook back into his sleeve.

"Let's go." Seeing that she had packed up properly, Yun Ci slowly got up and walked out of the study door.Han Chu leisurely followed behind him.

At first, she only felt that Yun Ci was walking extremely slowly, step by step was very calm.But because he was following behind, he couldn't see Yun Ci's expression, so he didn't notice anything unusual.

When the master and servant walked halfway, Yun Ci paused longer and longer, and his shoulders shrugged slightly, as if he was struggling to breathe.Only then did Han Chu realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked around to Yun Ci, seeing him pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, his expression forbearing and restrained.

Hanchu was terrified, and quickly reached out to support Yunci.Unexpectedly, as soon as she held his right arm, she felt a weight rushing towards her face, crushing her whole body.Han Chu was caught off guard, took a staggered step, and was already lying on the ground with Yun Ci on his back.Fortunately, they happened to pass by a grass field, the soil was soft, and it didn't hurt much when they fell on the ground.

Han Chu didn't care whether he was injured, so he quickly helped Yun Ci up, and asked about his injury with concern.

"It's okay." Yun Ci forced a smile, but his face turned paler.When Hanchu saw this, he panicked and didn't know where he was hurt. He only hated himself for losing his voice and being unable to ask questions.

At this moment, a shout sounded not far away: "What are you doing?!"

Hanchu followed the prestige, but saw a lake-blue figure and a light-yellow figure hurriedly approaching, it was Shen Yu and Dan Xin, both of them looked nervous.

Danxin Emei frowned and trotted all the way over. When she saw Yunci's situation, she was immediately annoyed, and scolded Han Chu without asking why: "Don't you know that the master is not in good health? You still let him walk such a long way?"

"Han... what are you doing!" Shen Yu had also arrived at this moment, he wanted to call Han Chu's name, but just as he said it, he changed the voice again.This time he was also annoyed, he quickly lifted Yunci up from the ground, and asked anxiously, "Wanzhi, what's wrong with you? Do you still have strength in your legs?"

"I'm fine." Yun Ci leaned against Shen Yu and stood up, his face still not looking well.

Shen Yu hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from his arms and poured out two pills.Yunci put it into his mouth without any hesitation, and swallowed it down.

Only then did Shen Yu turn to look at Han Chu, and yelled at her: "What are you still doing! Find a wheelchair!"

Han Chu was startled by Shen Yu's fury, got up and ran towards the study.

At the same time, Yun Ci's expression softened a little, and he frowned and said to Shen Yu, "Why are you talking so harshly? She doesn't know, I'm the one who wants to walk."

When Shen Yu heard this, he felt guilty and even more angry.His brows were furrowed, and his handsome face with sharp edges and corners had become deep and serious: "What are you trying to do! If I hadn't brought painkillers with me, I'm afraid you would die of pain here!"

Yun Ci turned his face away, not looking at Shen Yu's guilt and anger, and his gaze was indifferent, not knowing where it fell: "I stopped the medicine in private. I will inherit the title soon, and I don't want to rely on a wheelchair and crutches for the rest of my life."

"Hold it..." Hearing these words, Shen Yu almost shed two lines of tears.The past events from many years ago came to my mind again. No one can understand the kind of self-blame, guilt and debt.

He, Shen Yu, asked himself to be upright and upright, the only thing that was a fool in his life was his flirtatious nature, other than that, he could be regarded as upright.However, there is only one person he owes, and he will not be able to pay it off in this lifetime.

Since the founding of the Daxi Dynasty, the Marquis of Lixin Mansion has been awarded honorably. The Marquis of Lixin Mansion has been passed down for hundreds of years. Ruined by a playful act of his youth!

Every time he thought of this, Shen Yu wished that it was himself who was disabled!If he were to sacrifice his life in exchange for Yunci's legs, he would not hesitate!
But after all, there is no such "if".He could only live in pain and self-blame all the time, and he also dragged down Wenchanghou's mansion, and owed Yun's mansion a huge favor.

In recent years, I have been lingering in the place of fireworks, paralyzing myself with beauty and wine. In the final analysis, this is the most fundamental reason.

(End of this chapter)