Chapter 66: Spring is over

For Xiao Fengqing, in addition to his incompetent "good name" added a reputation, there was no loss at all. The so-called Dai Xiao for a month was even more free for him. Every day in the king's palace, either to appreciate flowers or to beauties, life is free.
It's just that he has rarely come to "Tingfeng Pavilion" and seems to have forgotten it again.
On the day when Nie Wushuang got up, Xia Lan came to mysteriously, "Girl, slaves want to tell you a message."
Nie Wushuang pouted and smiled, "What is so mysterious?"
"Last night, Lord Wang sealed Mrs. Zou as the concubine, and asked her to take charge of matters in the palace. Isn't this a big deal?" Xia Lan's eyes widened.
"Well, then?" Nie Wushuang replied casually, getting up lazily early, and in the bronze mirror, her eyes were bewildered, and the small face with big palms was aroused by the redness that fell asleep.
She wore a long snow-colored silk robe, her exquisite figure was hidden in it, and the faint bumps were alluring.
Xia Lan stepped forward to take care of her long hair, and continued, "Isn't Mrs. Zou going to deal with the girl? No one dares to bully the girl in the palace!"
Nie Wushuang looked at Xia Lan's excited face and sighed a silly girl, but couldn't bear to break her beautiful hope, only a few times.
Just after breakfast was used, people from "Wang Xiangge" came to say that it was Zou Fangfei who was coming to visit the doctor. Nie Wushuang smiled slightly and rewarded the girl who came to spread the word.
After an hour, Zou Nongfang came over. It ’s different now. I do n’t know whether she has been favored by Xiao Fengqing in recent days, or she is refreshing at happy events, a face that is not very beautiful, and she has a little more charming charm after being well-dressed.
Nie Wushuang smiled and stepped forward: "Is the side concubine okay?" Zou Nongfang supported her and said with a smile: "Sister Nie doesn't have to be polite. What should I do today?"
Nie Wushuang smiled. Looking at the battle behind her, two old wives and four beautiful girls, it was clear that she was the stance of the new mistress in the palace.
"Side concubine's mother-in-law's words are heavy. Now it's different from the past. It's not easy to get your identity over there." Nie Wushuang smiled.
The two sat down, and in the hall of "Listening to the Wind Pavilion," the wind blew in the morning like a sound of heaven. When Zou Nongfang came, she brought a lot of gifts, including blood swallows, centuries of ginseng, Heshouwu ... and various satin styles that ladies of all ages in Beijing like, and took a few extra quilts, which are precious and unusual.
Nie Wushuang looked at it one by one, only a touch on his face.
"Side concubine is too costly, and Wushuang's illness is better. How dare you accept your gift?" Nie Wushuang laughed.
Zou Nongfang took a sip of tea, and he passed without hesitation in his eyes, and found an excuse to retreat. Nie Wushuang knew that she had something to say and made Xia Lan wait.
After everyone else retreated, Zou Nongfang said, "It's not that my sister can't live with Sister Nie, it's what Wang Yee meant, he ..."
She vomited. Nie Wushuang raised an eyebrow slightly: "What happened to Wang Ye?"
Zou Nongfang sighed and said helplessly: "Master Wang said that she must let sister Nie move out of the palace. The younger sister has been persuading all night, but Wang Wang's mind has been determined, it is ..."
There was a deep apology in her eyes and she was in a dilemma. Nie Wushuang looked at her carefully, and then smiled lightly: "This is not to blame Sister Zou, where does the Lord want Wushuang to move?"
Seeing that she was not angry, Zou Nongfang opened her eyes in amazement: "My grandfather said, let sister Nie move to another hospital. It's only twenty miles away from the capital, and you can get back and forth in a day."
After speaking, she was afraid of Nie Wushuang's anger, and said quickly: "If Sister Nie doesn't like it, she will definitely ask in front of Wang Ye, and Sister Nie will not be moved out of Wang Palace like this!"
"No, everything is exactly what Wang Yee said." Nie Wushuang said with a smile: "Besides, I don't get used to living in Wangfu."
Zou Nongfang thought she was ironic, and hurriedly defended: "Is there someone in the palace who sniffed Sister Nie, or did Sister Nie and Wang Ye be angry, or should the sister go to persuade ..."
Nie Wushuang held her hand down and smiled leisurely: "None, it's time to go. In the future, I will also take care of sister Zou carefully."
Zou Nongfang listened with confusion, but was relieved deep down. She thought she would have a big problem today, but she didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, she couldn't believe it.
Nie Wushuang's hand caressed the smoke-yellow gauze she sent. The thin gauze was as thin as a cicada's wing, and she was indeed a good gauze. Such a valuable handwriting is not something Zou Nongfang can afford. The only possibility is him.
He never gave her anything, but now she sent her veil for the first time, but borrowed someone else's hand.
The blue in front of her eyes reminded her of seeing him for the first time, a cyan satin robe, and a rainy night with splashes of ink behind him. He smiled and stretched out his hand towards her, smiling like a shallow moon in the water, hazy and beautiful.
He said, "Girls don't be afraid ..."
After all, we have to take this step.
...
"Sister Nie? Sister Nie?" Nie Wushuang turned back and saw Zou Nongfang watching her anxiously.
"Sister Nie is sad?" Zou Nongfang asked tentatively. Nie Wushuang shook his head: "No, just remembering some past events. Do you remember what I said to you?"
"Remember." Zou Nongfang nodded. Nie Wushuang fixed her: "If you believe in me, your Zou family is just around the corner. If you don't believe ..."
"No, I believe!" Zou Nongfang interrupted her with a determined look.
Nie Wushuang just smiled lightly: "Why do you believe in me? If I were you, maybe I believe in Wang Ye. Not an irrelevant woman. After all, women always rely on their husbands."
Zou Nongfang shook her cold hand: "My father told me that with his faithful love, it would be better to believe that there is a relationship of interest, which is more unbreakable."
Nie Wushuang was silent for a while before sighing: "Ling Zun is a far-sighted person, no wonder he sent you to King Rui's Mansion."
They said nothing more.
In the early morning of the next day, an unremarkable horse-drawn carriage drove away at the gate of King Rui's Mansion, quietly. No one knows who is in the carriage.
After Nie Wushuang lived in the palace for more than four months, he suddenly and suddenly left just like when he came.
The car was rolling, Nie Wushuang crooked on the cushions in the car, watching the verdant green outside the curtain, it was summer.
It was so fast. She thought wryly.
"Girl, that Zou Fangfei is not a good person!" Xia Lan waited a little far away from the palace, and then said with resentment: "She was afraid that the girl would win the favor of the prince, so she must send the girl far away. of!"
Nie Wushuang smiled softly, "Do you really want me to win the favor of Wang Ye?"
Xia Lan froze, suddenly thinking of Xiao Fengqing, and shuddered firmly: "Neither ..."
"Since you don't want to, why not leave this position to her, sometimes things are not what they seem." Nie Wushuang sighed: "I just can't think she is such a transparent person, young Seeing love thoroughly, I wouldn't have been half-lucid with her ... "
With a dull heart, she covered her mouth and let her thoughts spread.
Yes, if she was half clear at the beginning, she would not be where she is today ...
There was a moment of silence in the carriage. When Xia Lan looked again, Nie Wushuang had fallen asleep. She carefully covered her with a thin coat, only to find that the two tear marks on her face looked like ...
She, after all, was bitter ... Xia Lan thought wryly.
...
Xiao Fengqing's courtyard is located in a valley less than twenty miles away from the capital city, surrounded by birds and flowers, a large flat green meadow in front of the valley, and a stream passing slowly.
In April, the world was full, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple began to bloom.
In this mountain, it ’s more refreshing than the outside. The mountains are full of flowers. Xia Lan smiles with joy when she gets off the car. She helps Nie Wushuang get out of the car and laughs:
This other hospital is a good place for summer and summer. Live for a year and a half. "
Nie Wushuang was infected with her excitement and smiled brightly.
There are not many servants in this large courtyard. Several old women and several long-time workers recruited from nearby villages come here every day to chop firewood and water, which is a good place to escape the world.
As soon as I entered the other courtyard, it really brightened up, and all I saw were rockeries and pavilions, and the pavilion turned around. It was as if in a fairyland on earth.
Xia Lan rejoiced to look left and look like a butterfly on a flower.
Nie Wushuang picked a cold bamboo courtyard called "Dian Cui Ju", surrounded by green bamboo. At night, she might be able to hear the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves. Somehow, she likes to hear the wind from the window.
Xia Lan was dissatisfied: "Girl, the prince of this other courtyard has let you live alone, why don't you pick the biggest and best courtyard?"
"No, it's fine here." Nie Wushuang smiled slightly without explaining.
Seeing her resolute, Xia Lan could only instruct her servants to move in the cage. Fortunately, this bamboo garden was cleaned by someone every day, and the girl-in-law cleaned it for a long time, and finally put the cage in place.
Xia Lan's excitement subsided at night. At night, the whole courtyard seemed to be suddenly darkened. The cold wind in the mountains passed by, and the bamboo of "Diancuiju" was blown out like a crying night. .
Nie Wushuang got up early and was tired, and had a rest after dinner.
In the middle of the night, she suddenly awakened and saw the dark shadows shaking outside the curtain.
"Who ?!" She was full of cold sweat, and her hand caught the porcelain pillow: "Are you a man or a ghost?"
The wind blew through the curtain, the man's shadow was faintly visible, but Xia Lan came with a crying voice: "Girl, slaves can't sleep, it's terrible!"
It turned out to be a false alarm!
Nie Wushuang lay back on the bed and sighed: "Come in."
Xia Lan stood timidly holding a quilt: "Girl, slaves set up a floor beside your bed, otherwise it would be terrible outside."
At this moment, the sound of the wind rose again, and the shiver shook, and the dancing bamboo branches on the window lattice seemed like ghost claws. Nie Wushuang saw her panic and laughed, "Let's sleep with me."
Xia Lan was still hesitating, after all, she didn't dare to sleep alone, and hurriedly crowded with Nie Wushuang.
The two masters and servants were crowded on the bed, crowded and warm. Nie Wushuang had no sleepiness. She looked at Xia Lanfan's toot with a childish face and suddenly asked, "How old are you this year?"
"Slaves are thirteen." Xia Lan replied that she was after all a child's heart, and was glad to chat with Nie Wushuang, and then asked curiously, "Are you a girl this year?"
Nie Wushuang stunned, Xu Jiucai said, "I, I am already eighteen." At the age of fifteen, he married Gu Qinghong and was suspended from the court after three years ...
It turned out that it was only two or nine years, but why do you feel like you have lived so long and you are almost tired of such long and painful years.
Xia Lan did not know her mind and praised with a smile: "The girl looks like fifteen or sixteen, so beautiful."
Nie Wushuang smiled slightly.
Xia Lan thought she was unbelieving, and quickly vowed: "Really, the slave hasn't seen anyone as beautiful as a girl. The grandfather brought so many women into the house, and each one is not as good as the girl with one finger."
Nie Wushuang looked at her envious eyes in the dark and smiled and soothed: "Sleep. Minger can't afford to come."
"What are you afraid of? There is nothing to hold on here. I used to think that Zou Fangfei was not good at driving the girl out. Now it seems that there is nothing bad except for being aloof here."
"I really want to live here all my life, just the girl and the slaves, don't care about the moths in the palace ..."
Xia Lan said naively.
Nie Wushuang listened quietly.
"Girl, you are really a good person."
Good guy ... Nie Wushuang stunned, it seems that these two words will never be related to her. If she were a good person, wouldn't there be no bad women in this world?
She smiled bitterly and looked back, and Xia Lan had fallen asleep. She looked out the window, and the blackness of Yong Ye seemed to have just begun.