Chapter 203: Be aware of the good dealings in the boudoir (4)

I was confused by what he said and didn't understand what he meant. But when I saw his lowered head and the twinkle in his eyes, I told myself that if he didn't take the initiative to speak to me, I wouldn't ask, but figure it out by myself.
"Although the Meng family made a big mistake, Li Fei is innocent. If we are among the people, we should serve a husband together as a sister. It should be a gang. There is nothing worth it or not." My finger touched Shen Xiyao's eyebrows and gently Rubbing: "The emperor," I hesitated and whispered: "The concubine heard that the emperor wants to punish her with death."
Shen Xi trembled.
I know that the news seems to be true, and I knelt down in front of him with tears at the moment: "The emperor, my concubine, please take a look at Li Fei's service for many years. Let's open the net. After all, it was her father who made the mistake. , It's not her."
Shen Xiyao looked at me with sadness, sympathy, and even a trace of pity.
"I want to punish her to death, not because of Meng Hanzhi." He sighed: "There are things I will tell you later. You only need to know that she is more than guilty." He pulled me up and looked at me carefully. : "You and I finally abandon the past, don't be sad for some of the past, and bring out the pain in my heart."
I looked into his eyes, and the smile of the woman inside was as light as smoke and soft as spring water. I nodded and said softly: "The emperor, the concubine knows."
Shen Xiyao kissed my forehead, the sadness in his eyes was replaced by happiness.
"Guess what I brought you?" He took my hand.
"The emperor brings things to his concubines every day." I smiled and said: "This time," I tilted my head and thought: "I can't think of it."
As soon as Shen Xiyao clapped his hands, a court lady came in with an ebony tray. He personally lifted the red velvet on it, revealing a scroll inside.
I glanced at him suspiciously, but he laughed and said nothing. The maid drew the scroll thinly, and I covered my mouth in surprise.
It is a painting. At first glance, it was the one that my father asked the artist to paint on his father's birthday. On the screen, our family of five is sitting under the peony flower stand, with kind parents and filial children. That year, the eldest brother had just arrived at the Ministry of Households, and the second elder brother won the champion of Wu, and the family was very happy. The third brother hasn't gone into business yet, and I'm still in time, and the Ling family is at its peak. Who would have expected this in the future? Everyone in the painting has a smile full of happiness and hope, even when I was young, I was a little bit shy. That was the most beautiful age, the happiest stage in my life, a time that nothing can replace.
At this moment, when I looked at it, the picture had changed.
The parents are still sitting in the chair, but their faces are old. The clothes of the three elder brothers changed into adult men's clothes, and the eldest brother and the second elder brother stood beside each other, all of whom were beautiful women with picturesque eyebrows and extraordinary temperament.
And I no longer wore my double hair, I have changed into a woman's makeup. A spring goose embroidered with white plum blossoms is decorated with jade flower hairpins, which looks simple and elegant, with outstanding temperament.
Compared with the original painting, the expressions of everyone on the screen have not changed much. This is obviously a "present-day" "family portrait".
Therefore, the most eye-catching thing in the whole painting must be the man standing next to me. He wore a simple blue shirt and a turquoise crown. He was handsome and handsome, with a smile on his eyebrows, and his whole person was like an immortal. There is a jade pendant on his waist, which is a white jade pendant of auspicious dragon going to sea with goat fat. The painter's painting is so delicate that he can recognize that this jade pendant can only be used at a glance.
My breath was choked, and for a while, I didn't know what expression to make to face Shen Xiyao.
If my father didn't leave, maybe it would be as warm, happy, and contented as in this painting, and the family would be happy. However, I looked up at Shen Xiyao. Even if I knew that the culprit was not him, how could the imprints left on my heart over the years be easily erased?
"Do you like it?" His breath flicked my neck, I shuddered, closed my eyes to prevent tears from flowing, and nodded gently.
"Haruka, I like it very much." I turned and buried my head in his arms, preventing him from seeing my tears.
After a long time, I controlled my emotions and looked up at him, then smiled and said, "The emperor..."
"Call me'Remote', Weier." He kept surrounding me.
"Haruka," my face warmed slightly: "I have some refreshments, do you want to use some." I glanced at a piece of brocade resting on the couch and continued: "The concubine still has something to do. "
Shen Xiyao followed my gaze and saw the brocade. He walked over and picked it up and looked at it in admiration. "Is this a purse? Weier's embroidery work is really good. I have always carried the purse you embroidered for me. If you change it to a new one at this moment, I still feel reluctant."
I smiled cleverly: "If the emperor likes it, the concubine will embroider another one forever." I took the purse in his hand: "This is for the third brother. The title given to him by the emperor is enough, and the concubine is just I want to show my sister's gratitude to her brother."
The seemingly explanatory words can cause ripples in people's hearts. Shen Xiyao walked to my side and asked in a low voice, "You have given them a purse before, so what do you think about this?"
There was a dilemma in my eyes: "I just haven't figured it out yet, so I am a little worried."
Shen Xiyao looked at it for a long while and said, "It's better to be a folding fan. How do you think I will write the inscription?"
I leaned down: "The emperor's imperial pen is rare. The concubine thanked the emperor for his brother's grace."
He helped me up, with a little star in his eyes: "Thank you, if you talk about it, am I still his brother-in-law?"
I smiled suddenly: "The emperor made a joke. The ruler is the ruler and he cannot change."
I lowered my head and picked up the needle and thread, not looking at Shen Xiyao, "The emperor, wait a minute."
After finishing the drawing in a short while, Shen Xiyao picked up the Zhubi, and wrote after a little thought: "A word is precious and a promise is light gold. I am worthy of the king, and the blue bird has my heart."
The fan hurried to work overnight and was finally finished before my brother met. Brocade fan surface, mahogany fan bones, a ribbon of ink blue tassels drooping, and a bunch of grains made of white jade from Hetian. There are a bunch of heavy wheat ears on the fan, and the golden color lined the smooth white brocade, which is very eye-catching.
I woke up before the sun appeared the next day, and there was a red light in the sky at this moment. Shen Xiyao was still asleep, I got up in my clothes and walked to the window. The cool wind blew on the face through the half-open diamond window, which refreshed my spirits. The laziness in the morning was swept away. For some reason, there was a sudden loneliness in my heart, and the figure in my mind that had been deliberately buried by me would appear uncontrollably only in such a quiet moment.
His eyes are soft and clear, always staring at me with a warm smile. All the cold seemed to be swept away by this spring-like gaze, leaving only the warmth in my heart.
I couldn't help but put my hands in front of me, and tears slipped quietly across my cheeks.
But in the end, I could only dry the tears and return to the bed. From such a short distance, I could not avoid feeling the heat of Shen Xiyao's body and his arms stretched out to embrace me. I can only close my eyes and force myself to sleep.
This sleep until Shen Xiyao left. After getting up, he walked in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally picked a silver-white cinnabar multi-striped skirt with light red silk ribbons hanging down to the bottom of the skirt. Pulling a crumbling fallen horse bun, the only old silver-dotted peacock feather hairpin, and a string of colorful beaded hand rings on the wrist. The bottom of the tape on the waist was decorated with a pair of small purple-gold copper bells, and there was a clear and pleasant "dingdong" sound from walking, but it smelled a bit of being in the boudoir.
I thought, after all, I was going to see the third brother. Even though the years have changed our identities, the brother and sister relationship will never change.
The time was set after lunch, and I chose to meet again at Cong Fangxie, where the rainbow rides over the lake, and the railings and wings are repaired. The center is Guangting. The pattern is reflected in the shadows, and between the fringe sills, overlooking the sky, it is a blue sky.
The eldest brother and the third brother stood with their hands down, standing side by side on the octagonal pavilion, watching the superb view in front of them. I stood far away and quietly told the little beside me not to make a sound. I know that once I see you today, I don't know when next time.
Standing quietly behind a cluster of apricot blossoms, looking at the third brother's face like a crown of jade, and his eyes like bright stars, the eldest brother was calm and steady, with a rare and comfortable smile. I heard them chanting poems, every sentence is wonderful, worthy of being a champion for two times.
Hui Ju gently pulled the corners of my sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Niang, it's not early."
I nodded and walked out.
The third brother turned his head first, and for a moment, I seemed to be back in the Ling Mansion, and the water from the Yangyang Lake lined his eyes, turning into golden light.
When I was about to step forward, I saw the eldest brother and the third brother kneeling down: "Weichen sees the queen empress." "Xiaomin sees the queen empress."
I had reached out and dropped my hand weakly, the corners of my eyes were sore, and I managed to hold back softly: "The two brothers don't need to be polite."
Early in the octagonal pavilion, there were timely melons and fruits. I sat down with him and let the palace lady stay ten steps away, so I felt relieved.
The third brother was holding a kiln-glazed double-rolled straw-ear cup and drank slowly. The eldest brother told me something about the past. I just listened quietly, and occasionally glanced at the third brother next to him. He seemed to be listening, but his expression was extremely peaceful, and I couldn't help laughing.
The eldest brother glanced at me slightly dissatisfied: "Tell you business, you..."
I held a plain fan in my hand and covered my face, unable to block the smiling eyes, but my voice became formal, "Brother, don't you know that the harem can't be in politics?"
The elder brother "hum", but not angry, he looked at me and said, "You are the daughter of the Ling family, it's different."
I slapped it gently with a ball fan, watching the sparkling water, turning to my third brother and said: "I went to see Li Fei the day before yesterday, and she told me that her father was wronged."
The third brother drank a cup of tea, and his tone was as usual: "Is he wronged, isn't Wei Er not clear?"
I lowered my eyes: "Keli Fei said that her father has a writing habit different from others. If you compare them carefully, you will definitely find the problem."
The third brother's action of drinking water was stagnant, and the eldest brother said coldly: "No matter what he gets used to, he won't be able to turn over."
But I was slightly worried, "I'm afraid the emperor will read her old feelings to see her."
The eldest brother glanced at me with a clear meaning. I smiled and said, "I can't stop this kind of thing." He sighed and pretended to be aggrieved: "Who made me the queen?"
Third brother "haha" laughed: "Sister, you!"
Brother looked at me: "Then you must think of a way."
"It's done once and for all." My smile was gentle: "Let her speak no more."
"In terms of collegiate documents, don't worry." The third brother put down the teacup: "There was an agreement to sell food that day. Meng Hanzhi had just read his deputy and suddenly came in to report. My people took the opportunity to replace the last page with collegiate documents. Last page. He hurriedly signed for fear of being found out selling military rations. Therefore, the signature was indeed his own handwriting. As for the contents of the document," the third brother smiled slyly: "I wrote it for him in his own army."
The dashi in my heart finally put down and took a sip from the teacup. With a smile, "It's a coincidence that the lieutenant came in."
The third brother smiled: "Where did Meng Hanzhi know that although his lieutenant was obedient to him, he wanted to replace him."