Distressed Concubine

Chapter 221
Everything starts again!Chen Fan and the others who asked Murong Jun to pay the bill had just entered the yard when they received a look from the Qinglongbu brothers and the others to leave quickly. They rolled their eyes in doubt and stood secretly by the door frame.

Concubine Lian changed her posture again, raised her needle and said with a dry smile: "This embroidery is still a kind of knowledge. It makes men want to take care of it, but it's not enough. It's like dancing or playing the piano. If you use it well, it can also make men's eyes shine forever. I am deeply attracted. Since ancient times, there have been many women who have achieved high status by virtue of embroidery. Embroidery is not only beautiful, but also charming! Do you... want to learn?"

Ok?Charm?It sounds very feminine, this must be reliable, Nalan Ruixue raised the needle and said that she must learn.

Uh... an ominous premonition rose in everyone's hearts.

Empress Lianfei!It's better not to!Maybe...perhaps...probably...would...can't bear to look directly at it.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Fan and the others wiped the sweat off their foreheads and hurried away.

Two quarters later, Murong Jun smiled and said with trembling lips. "Brother Chen Fan seemed to have something to do with me just now, I, let's go first!" After speaking, he grabbed Su Zian and rushed out.

Three quarters later, several members of the Qinglong Division laughed dryly. "Well, Qingluo, Nanyuan's work is not done yet, let's go first!"

Four quarters later, Qing Luo Qing Fu and Chu Xia hid their faces and left silently.

Five quarters later, Gui Shangyi and the others escaped holding their heads.

In the huge courtyard, there were only Nalan Ruixue and Concubine Lian left in the end.

Looking at each other, Nalan Ruixue held up the needle and asked in doubt: "Is it not good?"

"Hahahahahaha! What's wrong! It's so good!" Concubine Lian couldn't care less about the elegance and glamor of the past, and she couldn't stop laughing.

It must be the wrong way of teaching her!Well, it must be so!

Too scary!If you draw the picture in front of you, you can paint to ward off evil spirits during the Chinese New Year!

Nalan Ruixue bit her lower lip and asked tentatively, "Do you want to teach me something else?"

"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Concubine Lian shook her head like a rattle, shook her forehead, grabbed her hand and said earnestly with tears in her eyes: "Rui Xue, you are very talented, and you entered school very quickly! I swear on my name, Ye Lian, that you will be self-taught, and you will become famous in the embroidery industry in the future!"

"Concubine Lian, actually I..."

"That! Rui Xue! I remembered that the Empress had invited me to have tea in the afternoon. I think the time is coming! I'm leaving first! Let's get together some other day, and we'll get together again some other day!" Concubine Lian let go of her hand and fled in despair. .

Nalan Ruixue watched the last figure disappear at the gate of the courtyard.

Turning his head, he scanned the courtyard inch by inch where even the birds were absent, as well as the embroidery frames and silks that had been destroyed during the day.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and he slowly got up and walked into the cabinet.

After closing the door of the pavilion, she slowly slid down against the door frame and looked into the distance with a weak gaze, empty and dazed.The evening light shines through the window screens, casting a silhouette in front of her.

The ginkgo leaves swaying with the wind rustle outside the door, mottled and shining.

Silence, loneliness.

Everyone's wanton smiles appeared in front of my eyes, and I recalled everyone's breathless laughter in my ears, I remembered the anxiety of the embroidered ladies, I remembered the disputes between the aunts, and I remembered the sweat of Concubine Lian...

She doesn't say anything, but she knows everything.

Every time they laughed, she felt sad.

She doesn't show her sadness because she doesn't know who to show her sadness to.

She won't be weak because she doesn't know the use of being weak.

Nalan Ruixue would not be sad, she shouldn't be sad, especially not because of such a trivial matter.

Everyone thinks that she is strong and can carry everything, but no one knows that she, like all women, is sensitive and cares about small things.

From childhood to adulthood, this kind of thing always happened again and again.

Those who are malicious, unintentional, well-intentioned, intentional...

"Except for wielding knives and guns all day long, that girl Nalan Ruixue doesn't look like a girl at all!"

"That girl Nalan Ruixue is so fierce that she scares away all the marriage proposals. Any man who marries her in this life will be ashamed to death!"

"Nalan Ruixue, this woman doesn't look like a woman at all. Even if someone wants it in the future, no man with this virtue can stand it for a lifetime!"

On the way back to Nantong this time, I heard too many mixed discussions from the north and the south.

Especially after the news that Bei Gongsheng was going to marry her spread, the scene she expected appeared.

While passing through Bai Town for a rest, I heard people talking about it in a teahouse facing the street.

"Why did the Prince Regent marry Nantong Joke as his wife?"

"I don't know. I heard that Ning Yuran, the queen regent's side concubine, is gentle and virtuous, and the number one beauty in Beichang. I don't know why the number one beauty is not promoted as the princess."

"But I heard that Nalan Ruixue is also beautiful!"

"What's the use of beauty? The regent is going to inherit the rule in the future! You should have heard of her misdeeds, she has no morals at all, isn't it ridiculous to be named queen in the future?"

"In this case, Ning Yuran is more suitable!"

At that time, Su Zian almost went out to beat someone up, Qingfu Chuxia looked at her anxiously, she just smiled lightly, pretending she didn't hear.

But when Ning Yuran's name appeared in his mind again, it was like a needle piercing into his heart.

When I heard the names of two people compared, the needle felt like a tattoo and burned.

When everyone felt that she was not as good as Ning Yuran, the scar was like a brand, it hurt, it hurt.

The woman who met once in Beichang and looked forward to the whole country.

That Beichang Beigongcheng would put her arms around her shoulders and raise her hands in a luxurious and elegant woman.

The woman who can shock Wanhou and is praised as a match made in heaven.

The corners of her lips gradually smiled bitterly, she couldn't deceive herself.

The wry smile got deeper and deeper, until at some point tears welled up his eyes, but there was no sound at all.

Choking into a roar, tears rolled down my heart one by one.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

One hour, two hours.

No one came, and after everyone avoided her, no one wanted to appear in front of her.

What can Nalan Ruixue do?The big deal is to find someone to beat up and get angry and it's over!
Everyone thinks so.

She squatted by the door alone, numb her legs and her heart.

The light and shadow pulled her figure farther and closer. In the light of the water, she stared at the blooming marigold in the corner of the wall, her eyes gradually deepened and far away.

After a long time, she got up, fastened the wooden bolt on the door frame, walked to the embroidery frame step by step, threaded the needle and led the thread.

He can give her some status, but some recognition can only be won by himself.

When dropping the needle, she suddenly paused, looking at the failed embroidery thrown all over the room, she stared at the red silk thread in her hand, tore it off, replaced it with black silk thread, and started to drop the needle.

By the time everyone realized something was wrong, it was already ten minutes after dinner, and no one in the whole house could find her. In the end, Su Zian knocked open the door of the pavilion, and everyone silently looked at the woman embroidering quietly in the dim candlelight. mouthed.

The sun and the moon change, and the green leaves sway.

On the third day, the battle report came from the front. The king regent relieved the siege of Nantong and the north defense, and Pingbaiguan retreated the Xiyan army.She was wearing a blue lotus skirt embroidered in the pavilion without leaving home.

When Mo Bei came to report, she only nodded slightly.

On the fifth day, the battle report came from the front. The Regent and General Feng Delong of Xiyan fought in Changmingpo.Her blue hair is low, with hibiscus and white jade hairpin inserted obliquely, and she sits quietly under the ginkgo tree to embroider.

Chen Fan, when Yang Heng came to celebrate, she nodded lightly.

On the seventh day, a battle report came from the front. The regent Beichang's 15 troops joined the 15 and 30 horses who began to escort the people to defend the city, blocking the retreat of the Xiyan army!
In the first half of the month, the Prince Regent went all the way south, encircling the Nantong Imperial Palace with a [-]-strong army that was stealing the sky and changing the day.

In the second half of the month, the regent headed northward against the current and encircled the Xiyan army with a surprisingly fast and surprisingly difficult 30 army.

The tactics of double-sided encirclement shocked the world!
When the news reached Nantong Shangjing, those who had suffered a dark loss at the hands of Bei Gongcheng were powerless and fell to the ground, while the General's Mansion and the streets were decorated with lights and festoons, and they were overjoyed.

While the group was talking about Bei Gongcheng's story, she sat in the corridor embroidering with her light purple skirt mopping the floor.

"My lord's title of God of War is even louder!"

"The king of Xiyan is furious, but there is nothing he can do!"

"The Xiyan army was defeated like a mountain, and there was no power to resist in front of the prince!"

"..."

One after another joy filled everyone around, she just nodded lightly. "Understood!" Then he continued to return to the embroidered table.

Everyone dimmed their expressions, sighed slightly and left slowly.

Before leaving, Murong Jun poked Su Zian and raised his eyebrows. "Is there something different?"

Everyone turned their heads, staring at the quiet figure, an indescribable sense of strangeness hit their hearts, looked at each other and shook their heads.

On the ninth day, there was a battle report from the front. Mu Yujie, the second prince of Xiyan, miscommanded and lost frequently. Mu Tianhao, the first prince of Xiyan, led an army of 30 to support him.

Mu Tianhao!When this name that had disappeared in the world for many years reappeared, people all over the world were in an uproar.

When it comes to how many young talents there are in the world today, apart from Bei Gongcheng, Mu Tianhao and He Lianchang Gongke are all well-known people in the world just like Su Mo.

This prince was gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and he was the eldest princess of Beichang, the posthumous son of Empress Huiming, the former empress of Xiyan.A set of Mu's knife skills can be popular at the age of 14, and he has read three thousand volumes of books, which is a talent that shocks the world.

But it seems that a few years ago, the government changed and disappeared from the world. Some people said that he was dead, some people said that he was imprisoned.

The monarch of Xiyan is nearly sixty years old, and the succession of the throne is only a matter of time. Although we don't know why he disappeared, it is self-evident why he appeared.It was rumored that Su Mo had already died in battle against Baiguan, and people all over the world were lamenting that Bei Gongcheng was afraid that there would be no opponent in the world, and they didn't want Mu Tianhao to surface so soon.

So fast confrontation!It simply made the people watching the excitement all over the world excited.

But everyone in Qinglong Division and Fuhu Camp were so worried that they were so evenly matched that if a big battle broke out, it would take four or five months at least, one or two years, three or four years at most.

Not to mention the delay in the wedding date, until now, they have not received the order from the prince to let them go to the front line, so how can they not worry about it!

When one by one came to complain to Nalan Ruixue, hinting that she could take the brothers to the front line, she still remained silent, sitting coldly, embroidering quietly.

It made everyone even more melancholy, could it be that the embroidery matter hurt the eldest lady?So she didn't marry the prince at all?When the war breaks out, she won't have time to marry the prince?This stomach is like this, could it be possible that she gave birth to a child before she was married?
Everyone was worried and worried, and finally after discussing, they secretly sent the letter.

No. On the 11th, a battle report came from the front, and things turned around. Prince Mu Tianhao only rescued Mu Yujie and Feng Delong, and then fought alone with Bei Gongcheng in the first-line sky valley. retreat.

(End of this chapter)