Let Me Pursue You

Lu Shiqing stopped talking for a moment, and froze in place.

When he came back to his senses and invited Xuan Shi to enter, the time had already been suspiciously long.

As soon as Xuanshi entered the room, he looked around, first at his bed curtain, then at the bottom of his table.

Lu Shiqing had a headache: "Auntie, no one is inside, you..." He restrained himself, "Come on, sit down and rest."

Xuan Shi sat down suspiciously, and said: "Then you are talking about it, who are you talking to?"

"I... recite books."

"Which book is written about Mrs. Yuan, you are easy to be bullied when you are a mother?" She glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "A mother asked you, what are the names of Shao and the princess?"

How does this involve Shaohe Princess again? While pouring tea for Xuan Shi with his own hands, he replied: "How can my son remember?"

"Where's Cen Sanniang from earlier?"

Lu Shiqing had an expression of "Is there still Sanniang in the Cen family?"

"What about Liu Qiniang, Ye Siniang, Bai Liuniang, and Shen Jiuniang?" Seeing "Where did this come from" clearly written on her son's face, she said with more certainty, "Can't you remember? Forgive you too Don't remember these little ladies who threw branches at you!"

Lu Shiqing nodded. Not only can't he remember, he even suspects that A Niang is just making up these things now.

The Xuan family finished laying the groundwork, and finally got to the point: "In this case, why do you remember the name of the little lady of the Yuan family?"

Lu Shiqing choked.

How did he know how he remembered. I was in a hurry in the carriage earlier, and blurted out without knowing why. He has a good memory, and he can't forget the name that has passed his mouth.

Thinking of this, he frowned, thinking it was bad.

Seeing that he couldn't answer, Xuan snorted coldly: "Aniang, I sent someone to find out. Now the whole city of Chang'an is full of commotion, and everyone knows that there is a person who is like a fairy and a goddess driving a golden BMW. You go back home. How dare you lie to Aniang about the sour plum soup?" After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands together without waiting for an explanation.

A maid came in through the open door, holding a jade plate in her hand, on which was the sour plum soup sent by Yuan Cixian, but it was served in Lu Shiqing's usual white porcelain bowl.

Lu Shiqing's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Sweaty and **** BMWs are so rare, Auntie knows it well. Looking at Chang'an, Princess Shaohe has a purplish red one, and the Yuan family has a light gold one. Who is the one who gave this sour plum soup?" Miss Yuan said. Then he sighed, "Back then, when my mother wanted to marry your father, she did the same thing, sending charcoal in the snow, making cold soup in the summer... Oh, the Tibetan ice in the early years was not as good as it is now, ah Mother spent a lot of effort on this..."

She said, wiped the non-existent tears with a towel, choked with sobs and said: "Since you have accepted it, why did you transfer it to someone else, and let down the heart of Miss Yuan! I must be heartbroken and shed three thousand tears...!" After finishing speaking, she narrowed her eyes and raised her hand, "This soup has been tested by you, it is not poisonous, drink it!"

"..."

Lu Shiqing looked down at the bowl of sour plum soup, wrinkled his nose for a long time.

Sometimes, like Lu Shuangyu, he wondered if he was picked up from under the bridge. Because his mother may not remember, he doesn't eat sour food.

…

It is very likely that the heartbroken Lady Yuan, who shed three thousand tears, really encountered a setback.

The Xuanzheng Palace once ruled every three days, and Lu Shiqing, as for the next day, he had to be on an errand to accompany Emperor Huining and teach the thirteen princes to read and write. She counted, in the next half month, he might not leave the house all day for at most four days. From this point of view, her chances of arresting people should be countless.

But for several days in a row, she failed to find any trace of him.

Probably Lu Shiqing changed his way to avoid her. It's quite capable, from one workshop to another, as slippery as a loach.

She was bored and sat in the garden to enjoy the shade, picked a few flowers casually, and threw them petal by petal into the pond.

Jiang Birou accompanied her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "My little ancestor, you should cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade, so don't bother with these flowers."

She sighed: "I pity these flowers, who will pity me?"

"Isn't there a sixth prince? Yesterday, your elder brother met him in the early days. When he saw your elder brother, he didn't show any face at all. He just said that there was no chance, and he didn't force it. It's just that if you change your mind , and hope to hear good news again. You said, now that your love for Lu Shilang is known all over the city, and people don't care at all, isn't it true that they have deep-rooted affection for you?"

Yuan Cixian also heard what her elder brother said about it, and immediately frowned and said: "It's just a nobleman's occasional talk."

Jiang Birou stared at her for a while: "Cixian, what prejudice do you have against the sixth prince? This man is hard to find, so don't regret it in the future."

Yuan Cixian stagnates. Her sister-in-law looks like she really doesn't know what her brother and Zheng Zhuo are planning. I don't know whether Yuan Yu hid it too well, or Jiang Birou was really too naive.

She said: "Sister-in-law, don't try to persuade me, I just like Lu Shilang." After that, she added, "I like it so much!"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel bored, and continued to bow her head to choose flowers. After a while, she saw Shicui walking quickly.

Yuan Cixian raised her head and asked, "Why, but there is news about Lu Shilang?"

Shi Cui shook her head: "Little lady, a distinguished guest is here."

"Which kind of distinguished guest?"

"Princess Shaohe."

She said "Oh" and asked in confusion, "Who is Princess Shaohe?"

"It's the first princess that Cai Zhi mentioned to you before, who married the Hou's mansion earlier and later became a widow." Shi Cui was surprised after reminding her. This noble lord can be said to be the strongest love rival of the young lady, how could she not care about such an important matter.

Yuan Cixian remembered now, and suddenly realized: "It's her." Then asked, "What is she doing in my Yuan Mansion?"

"The servant girl doesn't know, I just know that your lord wants to see you by name."

Yuan Cixian picked up the jade and the branches, and went to the main hall together. At a glance, she saw a woman in a light crimson riding suit sitting in the middle, with a man's hair in a bun, no powder, and an ordinary appearance. mole.

She stepped forward to give him a blessing: "Cixian has met your lord, and your lord is Jin'an."

Yuan Cixian's demeanor is correct and neat, and she can't make any mistakes.

But Shi Shiran stood up and said calmly, "I'm afraid the county lord has done the wrong thing. This is my personal maid."

She heard the words and turned her head to look, only to see a woman dressed in exactly the same dress sitting next to her. Looking at her appearance and facial features, she was indeed different from the so-called maid. appearance. The exact same mole grew under her eyes, so it could be called a beautiful mole.

Yuan Cixian didn't understand what the nobleman meant when he came up, after all, saluting the maid would not make her lose a piece of meat. She smiled lightly: "Forgive Ci Xian's clumsy eyesight, looking at it this way, it really is your lord's appearance...Slightly superior."

Zheng Yun's face changed a little, and soon he smiled again: "Master, please sit down." After speaking, he winked at the first maid and motioned her to return to the proper place.

Yuan Cixian welcomed her back to the head, sat on the opposite side and asked: "Your lord came to the humble house, I don't know why?"

She shook her head: "It's all right, take the road and pass Shengyefang. Thinking of these days, Dad often mentioned you, so I came over to have a look."

A look of surprise appeared in Yuan Cixian's eyes: "Fortunately, the sage is thinking about it, and Cixian is flattered."

The two of you came and I exchanged a few courteous words, Zheng Yun glanced at the empty sun outside, and said: "It's getting late, I should go back to the palace to watch the thirteenth brother eat, this child is naughty, the palace man Can't even catch him."

Yuan Cixian stood up to see him off calmly, and secretly had a thought in his heart.

I heard that the birth mother of the thirteenth prince is Jieyu. Four years ago, this Jieyu surnamed Wen died young, and the full-term prince was adopted by the concubine De at that time, the current Empress Liang.

Since Zheng Yun was born of Empress Liang, he presumably had a close relationship with this younger brother. But in her dream, she never heard about Princess Shaohe, nor did she know what happened to her afterwards. The thirteenth prince ascended the throne, and she, the eldest princess, probably also received honor, favor and wealth.

Walking to the gate of the mansion, Zheng Jun paused, turned back and said: "When the county lord is free, he will come to the palace to visit Father. The old man was still talking about it yesterday, saying that you have been in Chang'an for more than half a month, and you have never remembered him." .”

"The sage has a lot of things to do every day, and he is not allowed to be summoned. Cixian dares to disturb me at will. Now that the lord has invited me, I will not be polite. I will definitely attend the appointment in a few days."

In a few days, while Lu Shilang is in the palace, we will definitely attend the appointment.

small theater:

#Lu Shilang and the mirror have to tell the story#

【last month】

Lu Shilang: Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful person in Chang'an City?

Magic Mirror: The most beautiful person in Chang'an is you, servant.

【today】

Lu Shilang: Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful person in Chang'an City?

Magic Mirror: Hui Shilang is the Lord of Lancang County.