First Concubine

Chapter 137 The joy of reunion (3)

According to Concubine De, this painting is a sacred object in Mobei. It was passed down by Concubine De's father to her beloved eldest daughter, Princess Nuomin. Later, Nuomin was killed by an adulterer and was forced to stay away from Mobei. "Guanyin" "Fo Lian" also lost news. Over the years, he has been looking for "Guanyin Buddha Lotus". On the one hand, he wanted to get the secret recipe for immortality, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the whereabouts of Nuo Min.

It was actually quite a coincidence that she and Nuo Min met. That year, the Queen of Mobei was seriously ill and was in critical condition. Nuo Min had been expelled from the royal family and had to quietly return to Mobei. There was also a little girl, about two or three years old, with her. Nuo Min accidentally bumped into the little princess's secret guard Sha Yu'er, so he took action to save Yu'er. Afterwards, he found Nuomin according to the diagram and had contact with her for a period of time. However, she suddenly left Mobei again and broke off contact with him for more than ten years.

This painting belongs to Nuo Min, but it is in the hands of Shui Linglong. Could Shui Linglong be the little girl who was with Nuo Min back then, Nuo Min's daughter?

But no matter how he asked Yu'er about Shui Linglong's life experience, Yu'er insisted that she didn't know!

 “Come here!”

"exist!"

 “Check who the biological mother of the Crown Princess is.”

"yes!"

 A black shadow quietly jumped out of the study, like a ghost, silently, and quickly disappeared into the blurred night.

Zhuge Liuyun put away "Guanyin Buddha Lotus". Suddenly, his ears twitched, and the sound of soft footsteps and the friction of clothes came into his mind. His eyes darkened and he said sharply: "Who?"

Liu Lu was shocked! The tray in my hand almost dropped! She walked to the door tremblingly and said in a trembling voice: "It's my slave. I'm here to change the prince's dressing."

Zhuge Liuyun's expression softened slightly, but his tone was still cold, but less severe: "Come in."

Liu Lu quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She asked herself how brave she was, but she always felt like she couldn't breathe in front of the prince. On a cold winter night, she actually broke out in a cold sweat.

She knelt beside Zhuge Liuyun, lifted up his trouser legs, uncovered the gauze, took off the original plaster, twisted the handkerchief and scrubbed it, then put on a new one. While doing this, she glanced at Zhuge Liuyun from the corner of her eye. His right hand, which had a row of teeth marks, sighed secretly in his heart, regretting it, really regretting it! You shouldn't bite his hand, you should bite his neck and kill him!

 After slowly changing the medicine, Liu Lu had no intention of leaving.

Zhuge Liuyun opened a classic and said casually: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't go around in circles about what you want."

Liu Lu felt that although the prince was a bit mean, he was not without his merits. For example, he was very generous! Even the old lady was jealous after seeing the medicines and supplements that the prince gave to her father, such as ginseng, deer antler, blood swallow, etc.

Before returning to the palace, the old lady had a long talk with her, and tactfully expressed her next strategic strategy and central idea, which was roughly - you want to please the prince, try to persuade him to rescue Shui Chenxiang from the cold palace, I will take your place for you, my mother, and your brother. You have full authority to take care of me. Otherwise, this kind of "care" can also have another meaning.

 But she has her own ideas and plans about this matter.

Once you become addicted to threats, one will lead to two, and two will lead to three. This time, the old lady only asked her to help Shui Chenxiang get out of the cold palace. Next time, she may be blackmailed to help Shui Chenxiang get her son back, and it will be even further away. The future... becomes increasingly difficult to say!

Anyway, I am asking the prince to do something, so it is better to draw out the firewood and avoid future troubles forever!

Liu Lu kowtowed to Zhuge Liuyun and said with a deep gaze: "Please, Your Majesty... please take this slave's family out of the Shangshu Mansion! Just put it in any village under the name of the Prince's Mansion!" She took ten thousand steps back and helped the abandoned concubine out of the cold palace. Bringing her family out of the Shangshu Mansion is not a combat-level task at all. It is difficult for the prince to do the first thing, but it is easy to do the latter thing. She is a fool not to choose the one that is most beneficial to her and the easiest to ask for!

Zhuge Liuyun's cold eyes fell on the top of her head, as if he was inspecting her, but also as if he was simply watching.

Layers of cold sweat broke out on Liu Lu's back, fearing that the prince would reject her request.

 After a while, Zhuge Liuyun called out calmly: "Yu Zhong!"

Uncle Yu responded outside the door: "I know what to do."

Liu Lu was overjoyed. Was this...a promise to her?

But soon, the willow-green eyes dimmed. There must be a price...

Zhuge Liuyun reached out his hand and touched her delicate face. The cold and sharp touch made Liu Lu shiver violently. She could clearly feel the thin calluses on his fingertips, tracing her eyes inch by inch, gently Lingering.

 “Go back, I’m taking a rest.”

Just when Liu Lu thought Zhuge Liuyun was really going to favor her this time, Zhuge Liuyun suddenly withdrew his hand and gave an order calmly.

Liu Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

In late November, the capital city ushered in its first snowfall, which was falling, gathering and dispersing. One night, ice hung from the eaves, and snow fell all over the ground. It was wrapped in silver and looked particularly enchanting.

In Tian'an Residence, Mother Qiao was reporting the house's accounts and size to the old lady: "...if you don't have any objections to the dishes for the banquet, I will make it. It's the New Year and the wedding, so all the courtyards should be decorated more festively." That's great. The New Year paintings and couplets I bought last time were not enough. I plan to go out on the street again... Fuxi has not been inhabited for a long time and lacks maintenance. I am afraid that there will be many guests on the wedding day and people will wander by, so I hired craftsmen and gardeners. I will tidy up the whole house in a few days..."

Mother Qiao told the old lady one thing after another in detail.

After hearing this, the old lady picked up a corn candy and stuffed it into her mouth. She banned sweets for a while. Zhuge Yu finally lifted her "alarm" last night and allowed her to eat one sweet cake and three candies every day. She was so happy that she finished eating happily, took several sips of warm water, and then said with a smile: "You have helped the princess run the house for many years. Your arrangements must be good, so don't worry about it!"

These words were helpful, and the smile on Qiao’s mother’s face became a little more sincere: “Thank you, old lady, for your appreciation.”

When Shui Linglong opened the curtain and entered the house, she happened to hear the conversation between the two. She patted the snowflakes on her waistcoat and said with a smile: "Mother Qiao is here! Is my mother-in-law feeling better? It's freezing cold. Yes, are the charcoals burning in the house?"

Mother Qiao saluted Shui Linglong and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The princess has improved a bit, but the wind still can't blow. The princess doesn't like burning charcoal and said she felt stuffy, so she heated a few hand warmers and put them under the quilt."

“Is it the same in previous years?” Shui Linglong asked.

 In previous years, with the prince accompanying me, there was no need for this. A trace of sadness flashed across Qiao's mother's eyes: "It's only like this this year. It's probably related to illness."

Shui Linglong sat on the old lady’s bed and called with a smile: “Grandma.”

"Is it cold outside?" The old lady touched her face, which was red from the cold, and asked with concern.

Shui Linglong blinked her bright eyes and said, "It was quite cold at first, and I started to sweat all over while walking."

Mama Qiao joked: "Young people are good and strong!"

"That's true!" the old lady said with a smile. She looked at the candy corn on the plate and wanted to eat it, but today's quota had been used up, so she smashed her mouth, peeled off the candy coating and fed it into Shui Linglong. Mouth, "Oh! Give me a taste of the sweetness!"

 The whole room burst into laughter!

Mother Qiao left to do some errands, leaving only the old lady, Zhen Shi, Zhuge Shu, Shui Linglong and Ping'er in the room.

Zhen had a guilty conscience after all. That day, Liuzhu eavesdropped on Wangye and Liu Lu in the hall. When he heard that Liulu had bitten Wangye and would rather die than obey, Uncle Yu drove Liuzhu away. She just thought about it, Liu Lu had a humble status, but she was actually very strong-willed at heart. If Liu Lu really would rather commit suicide than become the prince's woman, how could she still resist the princess, and how could she sow discord between the princess and Shui Linglong? Therefore, she sent someone to Shangshu Mansion overnight to tell Liu Lu's father and mother the news.

 The letter was given anonymously. Shui Linglong and Zhuge Yu should not suspect her. They would only suspect that the prince was secretly operating everything.

 Don’t tell me, Mrs. Zhen is just unlucky this time, she really took advantage of the right loophole! Zhuge Yu doesn't talk about it for now, she's just a maid, he doesn't care whether she lives or dies.

Shui Linglong, she really didn't know that Zhen was the one who tipped off the news, but she knew that Zhen had deliberately "brought" Liu Lu to Zhuge Liuyun. Based on this alone, Shui Linglong would not let Zhen become too stable. Year!

Shui Linglong finished eating the candy, glanced at her, and said, "I haven't seen Shu'er in the past few days. Has the typhoid fever not recovered yet?"

Zhen was suddenly called by name. She was startled and said with a smile: "No, that girl is not very good at needlework. I kept her in the house to learn female needlework."

The old lady curled her lips and said, "Don't tire her too much. A little girl who stays in the house all day long will easily get sick from boredom."

Mrs. Zhen's heart dropped. Sure enough, a legitimate wife and a common wife are different. The legitimate wife disciplined the children, but the old lady never interfered. She only detained Shu'er for a few days, and the old lady was not very happy.

Shui Linglong changed the subject: "Miss Qiao is about to leave the house. I wonder if Second Aunt has chosen a yard for her?"

Mrs. Zhen smiled brightly and said: "I have decided on Pingtingxuan. It is spacious and grand. I have hired craftsmen to paint it."

Pingtingxuan is indeed the one with the best layout among the remaining courtyards. Shui Linglong smiled: "The construction has started, then... let's paint Miss Dong Jia's courtyard too! Miss Dong Jia will have to come in sooner or later, and by then It’s better to decorate it under Miss Qiao’s nose than to whitewash it all now.”

"This..." Zhen hesitated, "Isn't it too early?"

Shui Linglong smiled and said: "Miss Qiao said that as long as she is pregnant, she will allow Prince An to take a concubine. A year at the latest. Maybe Miss Qiao will be pregnant in three or two months. Isn't it easy for the eldest princess to get pregnant?"

Mrs. Zhen was tempted, and it was very troublesome to hire the craftsmen. Not only did the women have to avoid them one after another, but even the maids had to take a detour, and many people had to be supervised from all directions along the way, lest the craftsmen accidentally meet the ladies or maids alone. When the news spreads, it will affect the reputation of women. Moreover, the construction noise was too loud, and the old lady was easily awakened from sleeping during the day. Solving it once and for all... is a good idea.

 The old lady also thought of the last point and immediately voted in favor: "It's so noisy, finish it at once, so you don't have to bother me a second time!"

After leaving Tiananju, Shui Linglong took Zhifan back to Mohe Courtyard. The snow stopped, the sky cleared, and the sun fell into the snow, reflecting dazzling light.

When the two of them passed by the back garden, they suddenly heard a low sob and begging for mercy. They couldn't help but stop and follow the sound. They saw a beautiful woman wearing a dark purple short-sleeved jacket and a white waist skirt. Standing next to a plum tree, her clothes are as luxurious as those of Shui Linglong. Her hair is covered with pearls and hairpins, which are simple in style but valuable. With this outfit, even if she enters the palace to meet the queen, it will not be rude at all.

"This slave failed to protect Miss Zhaoyun! Please punish Miss Zhaoyun!" The little maid knelt in the snow, crying with tears all over her face.

Zhi Fan was slightly startled, Liu Lu...how did he become Miss Zhaoyun?

Shui Linglongyun said lightly: "Zhaoyun, it's the name given by the prince." A woman can be given a name by her husband when she gets married, but she has never heard of a master giving a word to a maid, and also ordered his servants to call him miss. Zhuge Liu Yun Zhen loved her unusually, "I heard that the prince has sent Zhao Yun's parents and younger brother to Zhuangzi."

The cooked duck flew away. I wonder if the old lady was so angry that she vomited blood.

Liu Lu sighed helplessly, put her **** index finger into her lips and agreed, looking at this ten-year-old but extremely well-behaved little girl, she frowned and said: "It's none of your business, get up! What kind of lady am I? I’m just a slave like you. Don’t keep kneeling here and there, it makes me uncomfortable!”

Well, she is a **** and can't get used to the luxurious life of a mistress like this.

　　Sighing, Liu Lu returned to the main courtyard carrying a basket filled with plum blossom petals.

Zhi Fan subconsciously wanted to stop her, but was interrupted by Shui Linglong: "Forgot what Liu Lu said to you before leaving?"

"I'm always sorry afterward, why don't you leave yourself a way out beforehand? Your biggest shortcoming is that you flatter people who are far away and hurt those closest to you. I've had enough of you, don't bother me in the future!"

Zhi Fan shrank his neck and said angrily: "She is talking in anger, I know it."

Shui Linglong shook her head, looked at Zhaoyun's retreating back, and said coldly: "Is it really just an angry word? All her hard work has been wasted!"

Zhifan didn’t dare to say anything anymore. Liu Lu is no longer Liu Lu, but Zhao Yun, the prince's new favorite. He is too close to her. If something goes wrong with the prince in the future, or if she causes any trouble, the eldest lady will be the first to be suspected. The mastermind behind the scenes, she usually thinks that she is the smartest one, but sometimes she is not as clear-eyed as Liu Lu.

She also looked at Liu Lu's back. Although she felt sad for Liu Lu, she was actually a little envious and jealous. Her once best friend, like her, was a slave who ate the master's leftovers, but now he has flown onto the branches and turned into a phoenix. .

December has arrived in a blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, and preparations for the wedding are underway, and the house is busy.

Shui Linglong’s old friend arrived as scheduled on a sunny afternoon. The revolution had not yet succeeded, and the couple still needed to work hard. Zhuge Yu increased his sowing efforts, except for diligent farming at night, and occasionally sweating profusely during the day.

 The harmony of sexual life has greatly promoted the affection and tacit understanding between husband and wife. Shui Linglong felt that she could know what Zhuge Yu wanted to do if he raised his eyes!

"Miss! It's better for the slaves to come!" Zhi Fan stopped Shui Linglong and said earnestly, "It's dangerous to step on the ladder. If you bump into it, the slaves will not be able to explain to the prince."

Today is an auspicious day. Shui Linglong plans to put up all the Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures, and hang up all the red cloth of the lanterns. The other rooms were left to the servants to fix, but she and Zhuge Yu's bedroom and study room were not left to others. Shui Linglong opened Zhi Fan's hand and said confidently: "Can you be scared by stepping on a ladder? It's not like I haven't stepped on it before! Right, Mother Zhong?"

 Finally, she looked at Mother Zhong with a smile.

 Mama Zhong answered no, and it was no good if she didn’t answer. Madam and young lady also like to post New Year pictures and couplets in the village by themselves. It is impossible to say that the eldest lady has not climbed through it, but it is different from the past. In the past, the eldest lady fell, and the madam just said a few words to coax her. Now the eldest lady has fallen. If the young lady loses a hair, a series of servants will suffer! I still remember that last month, the eldest lady accidentally fell while playing shuttlecock in the outer courtyard. When the prince came back, he ordered everyone present, including Zhi Fan, to be beaten five times...

Mother Zhong said: "Miss, there are many servants in the yard. You have taken away their jobs. What are they doing?"

Shui Linglong smiled and said: "It won't fall, don't worry!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the ladder and started to climb up.

Zhuge Yu went down to the court, and as soon as he crossed the hall, he saw her stepping on the ladder, leaning out half of her petite body, and gently smoothing the banner of the Spring Festival couplets with her white hands. He frowned and said with a bad look on his face: "Come down!"

When everyone heard this, they turned around and knelt on the ground.

Shui Linglong cursed him in her heart for appearing out of thin air like a ghost without saying hello in advance. She was so frightened that she almost fell down! However, she still understands the simple truth of saving face for her husband in front of outsiders. She held back her displeasure and smiled sweetly: "I want to post it myself."

Zhuge Yu's anger dissipated little by little in her soft and sweet smile. He walked over and stood by the door. Without saying a word, he hugged Shui Linglong and let her sit on his right shoulder. above him, and raised his right arm to support her waist.

Everyone was stunned, letting a woman ride on him, this...isn't it...too shocking?

Shui Linglong was obviously shocked. When Zhuge Yu's generous hands grasped her waist, she thought he would carry her to the ground. Who would have thought that he would... pamper her like this.

 Are you proud of yourself?

 It’s sweet, isn’t it?

Shui Linglong chuckled, lowered her head, and winked her right eye mischievously at him. She was three parts cunning and two parts innocent, with a hint of gratitude and appreciation.

Took the small brush dipped in paste from Zhi Fan and continued to paste the Spring Festival couplets.

Thinking about being crushed by him at night, she would never let go of the opportunity to crush him.

From the bedroom to the study, then to the side room and the wing room, Shui Linglong sat on Zhuge Yu's shoulder and stayed close to him.

Zhuge Yu saw that she was enjoying herself a lot, so he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Isn't the air up there really good?"

Shui Linglong blinked, looked at the couplet and said seriously: "Yes!"

Zhuge Yu's left hand went around her back and pinched her plump little **** evilly.

Shui Linglong’s eyebrows twitched: “That’s enough!”

 (End of this chapter)