Chapter 311

311 Princess fanwai Anle (V)

After all, she had a life-saving grace for me. After a little hesitation, I followed the crowd to see her injury.

Someone brought a basin of water and asked her to wash the blood off her hands. The little sister turned pale, rolled up her sleeves and put her hands in the water. A basin of water soon turned red. The little sister bit her lower lip, obviously suffering great pain, but restrained herself from making a sound.

She saw my shadow in the crowd and smiled hard at me.

I was stunned and approached her carefully. On her right hand was a wound scratched by a piano string. The wound was almost bone deep and looked ferocious. She must have endured great pain. With her piano skills, she shouldn't have made such a mistake. I'm afraid this hand can't play the piano for a while.

The young lady looked at the bloody right hand without expression, and her left hand held my hand tightly, as if that could give her strength. She didn't sob until the crowd gradually dispersed.

I don't know how to comfort her. For a zither player, the hand is undoubtedly their most precious thing. If this hand can be cured well, it's worth mentioning. If it can't be cured well, maybe she can't play the piano again from now on.

In this situation, any comfort is powerless and pale.

The little sister cried bitterly, and I was so sad that I had to pat her on the back, but she suddenly grabbed my sleeve, like a drowning man grabbing a driftwood: "help me, please!"

I was slightly stunned, but I heard her say in a low voice: "I know you are also a person proficient in rhythm, otherwise I wouldn't have heard that I played the wrong Gong and Yu Shang. Please go with the music officer for me..."

It turned out that it was the music official in the Marquis Wu's house who sat down and flirted with her. Her name was Weiyu. She was a famous zither player in Wu. Both she and Shuying in Mingyue building are good at Qin skills. The music official is about to choose one of them to perform in the palace.

"I can't let the bitch of Shuying succeed... Please help me..." the bitch of Shuying loves to rob her of everything. Even if she doesn't care about the status of a zither player, cola officer is the man she really loves. She can't let the bitch of Shuying rob her again.

Naturally, I can't agree to such an absurd request. If the people in Wu hate my Huo family, the people in Wu Hou house can't wait to cut me into thousands of pieces of human flesh. Let me go to Wu Hou house is to send sheep into the mouth of a tiger, especially that person

But Wei Yu grabbed a pair of scissors, pointed to his throat and cried, "if you don't promise, I'll die here immediately. Anyway, I don't want to live..."

Let the beloved music official offer music together with the bitch of Shuying. Since then, they have lived together and become a pair of loving people. She might as well die now and be clean without seeing!

This request is too embarrassing for me, but I can't watch the blood of the life-saving benefactor splash on the spot. I was very embarrassed. I tangled for a while, and finally said, "if I offer music for you, can you do me a little favor?"

Wei Yu said with awe inspiring righteousness, "even if I have to repay you with my life, I will promise."

I quickly waved my hand: "it's not that serious. I just want... Can you call me a carriage and take me back to the capital“

Who can guarantee that Weiyu's relatives haven't participated in the war? If Weiyu knows I'm Princess Anle, I'll count all her blood debts on me. I try to be subtle and gentle, and even think about how to deal with Weiyu's interrogation.

"That's it?" Weiyu's eyes were slightly surprised. It seemed that I didn't expect me to put forward such a simple request. I smiled awkwardly.

"It's a deal!" Weiyu readily agreed, and I sighed. I'm ready to wait for an opportunity to escape on the way. If I can't escape... If I can come back alive, let Weiyu take me back.

I wish I wouldn't meet that man.

I told Weiyu that I wanted to offer the piano with my face covered. I was a good family woman and had a fiance. If the people of marquis Wu liked my beauty, I would not follow my temperament. It was shameless, and even I was embarrassed. Weiyu was stunned first, looked at me up and down, and his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was trying to bear a smile: "It's all right, it's all right. When the zither player presents the piano, he is across the curtain. If you're worried... I'll cover your face with a veil."

I nodded again and again in the shape of a partridge, indicating that I was very worried. Wei Yu opened his mouth as if to comfort me. Seeing my worried appearance, he swallowed his words back into his stomach.

The music official asked repeatedly outside the door, "Weiyu, how's your hand? May you come to the house to offer the piano again?"

Listen, in a man's heart, his career is always more important. Weiyu's hand is hurt like that in order to take care of him. However, the music official only cares about offering the piano to the government and doesn't care about his lover's injury. It's really chilling.

I covered my face with a veil and followed the music official all the way to the Marquis house in a carriage. To my surprise, there were a number of carriages escorting me all the way. The carriages were all big and strong men, all of whom looked angry. There was really no possibility of escape. I had to sit in my seat and pray that everything would go well later.

The weather was changeable on the spring night, and the night sky was still clear just now. Suddenly, there was a torrential rain.

Wu is prosperous, and Wu Hou's house is standing in the most prosperous place in Wu. Looking at the gorgeous but hazy building in the rain, I lowered my voice and asked the music official: "Sir, who are we offering the piano for this time?"

The music official waved his hand impatiently: "what are you doing with this?"

I hung my eyes and said nothing. I thought my attitude was too much. The musician lowered his voice and whispered to me: "You must be very energetic and play the piano well. The master of Hou's residence is the one who offers music today. If the master is satisfied, you don't have to be a zither player in Mingyue building. After that, you must be rich and noble. If the master is not satisfied, be careful of your head!"

The music official beat me first, and then told me: "it's Mrs. Yao from Hou's house who wants to listen to the piano. She is in full swing now and is the favorite concubine of Hou Wu. If you can satisfy her... You can have whatever you want."

Mrs. Yao? My favorite concubine?

I hung my head silently.

Mrs. Yao lives in one of the most secluded dormitories in Hou's residence, which is called Yunshen. The dormitories are built close to mountains and rivers and stand high in the smoke and blue clouds. It's really vaguely like "only in the mountains, the clouds don't know where" It is said that there are 990 steps on the steps deep in the clouds, which are the steps that Lao Jun picked up when he ascended to the immortal and eclipsed that day. Mrs. Yao's living here probably means that she thinks of herself as the Chang'e fairy in the Cold Moon Palace deep in the clouds.

The colder it gets, the colder the wind blows, I can't help shivering. The music official walking in front looks back, frowns slightly and releases his cloak to cover me. I quickly dodge.

The music official smiled: "I can't play a good tune after being cold... If I lose my appearance in front of a noble person, it's very bad. I'd better put it on."

What he said is also reasonable. If I catch a cold, don't I have a hard time with myself?

I calmly took over my cloak, put it on my body, and carefully picked up the steps behind the music official.

Mrs. Yao's bedroom is not as gorgeous and extravagant as I imagined. On the contrary, it is cold everywhere. However, from the decoration of the bedroom, every plant and tree is a low-key but influential object, and even a rare and precious object in the imperial palace. It can be seen that Mrs. Yao is really favored.

I followed the music official and bowed down to Mrs. Yao. From my birth to my present age of 19, only others have knelt down on me. Now it's the first time I have knelt down on others in my life. It's just that the situation is better than others. As long as I can return to the capital, what is the honor or disgrace for a time?

She is a noble concubine of the marquis. I'm just a poor little zither player now. Naturally, I don't dare to look up at her. From the angle of kneeling down, I can only see Mrs. Yao's blue skirt after the rain. From the material, it should be soft smoke. This is the most valuable material in Shu brocade. Even if Bashu pays tribute to the palace every year, it's only dozens of pieces. This material is dazzling but hazy. It's made into clothes The most graceful and gentle person in the body. The most coveted thing for women in Jiangnan is to have a dress made of soft smoke Luo in their life. Unfortunately, this kind of material is really rare. This kind of silk can only be obtained once every three years. If the weather is bad that year, I may not get it at all. Because this material is not available every year, it becomes more and more valuable. When I was a child, I wanted a soft smoke Luo My skirt has been crying with my mother for a long time.

The little concubine room of marquis Wu's residence can wear soft cigarettes that are rare in the palace. It's really... Rich and willful.

Under the skirt corner are Mrs. Yao's two white, tender and slender feet, which lightly step on the thick Persian soft blanket, weak and boneless. I am a little stunned. Don't I say that Mrs. Yao is lonely and proud? I'm still a tall and talented woman who reads poetry and books. Why don't I even wear shoes like a foreign woman?

I'm not the only one who can't see it. Mrs. Yao's maid took a pair of delicate embroidered shoes and whispered to the lady Yao to put on the shoes. The upper of the embroidered shoes is made of Shu brocade, and two huge East beads are hung on the head of the shoes. Let me sincerely sigh again, the trench! The Marquis Wu's house is really a trench!

Mrs. Yao's charming voice came into my ear: "go away, I don't wear that Lao Shizi's things... Jun Hou likes the way I don't wear shoes best, I don't want to wear them..." Wu Nong whispered softly, and her voice was charming. As expected, she was a typical beauty in the south of the Yangtze River.

Just... What do you like most about her without shoes? I can't help but feel a chill. I haven't seen her for a few years. Has he Zhen's aesthetic taste reached this point?

Yes, the person I'm most afraid to see is the "Jun Hou" in the Yaofu population - Wu Hou he Zhen. I'm afraid it will take more than three days and nights to talk about the gratitude, gratitude and resentment between me and he Zhen. In those years, although we made a few mistakes with each other and did a lot of things to kill each other, in the final analysis, I still feel more sorry for him. I don't want to meet him. First, I feel a little guilty. Second, I'm afraid of him He, surnamed he, took advantage of the trivial grievances in the past and retaliated against me when I was in trouble. After all, he has always been a person with a small mind. He can't expect him to make progress after two years of absence.

The maid held the pair of delicate shoes and smiled and advised, "madam, the most popular lotus shoes in Daxing Palace today are these. Wu Ji wore them the day before yesterday and picked a song Weiyang in front of the Marquis, which made the Marquis praise her for growing lotus step by step. Now everyone is wearing these lotus shoes."

Listen, even the maid of marquis Wu's house is not called in the house but in the palace. Everyone knows that Marquis Wu Hezhen's rebellious heart is Sima Zhao's heart!

I hung my head lower for fear that others would see the gnashing of teeth on my face.

Mrs. Yao's voice suddenly raised eight degrees: "hum, Wu Ji, that little bitch, pretended to be ill and cheated Jun Hou from me. I think she has some clever tricks! It's still that little trick. Can't she dance? When I cut off her legs that day, see if she can dance!"

Women's jealousy is really terrible. Mrs. Yao, a weak and slender Jiangnan beauty, always cuts off the legs of her rival! It's really violent and perverse, but those close to Zhu are red and those close to ink are black. Naturally, the women who follow he Zhen will not be good people.

"What's special about these dancing shoes?" although Mrs. Yao despised her rival, she was still very curious about what he Zhen praised.

Skilled craftsmen cut a lotus flower's hollow, and left a lotus flower's mark. It was beautiful to bear lotus seeds at every step. So ingenious and wonder, how did Mrs. Wu think?

The maid couldn't help praising Mrs. Yao's rival, which attracted Mrs. Yao's displeasure and scolded: "what's wrong?"

Rao was numb on my knees, and I almost couldn't help laughing at this time. Mrs. Yao's double standard is really funny. The maid really can't speak. Don't you know that this trick is a wonderful idea only when it is put on her master, and it's all evil when it is put on others?

It was not enough for Mrs. Yao to scold the maid. She threw out the pair of lotus shoes like a vent of anger. She almost hit me on the head and narrowly wiped my ears. I felt my ears in horror. It was hot and painful. It was estimated that my ears had become red and swollen.

Before Mrs. Yao opened her mouth, the maid who had just been scolded pointed at me with her waist crossed and said, "bold! You dare to lose your honor in front of Mrs. Yao!"

I almost want to cry without tears. The so-called loss of honor is just that when Mrs. Yao smashed her shoes over, I slightly leaned over and avoided it. Is this also loss of honor? Should I kneel here and let the shoe that looks heavy knock me unconscious? Hiding is losing the instrument?

Look at the way the maid stares at me angrily. It's like I've made a big mistake. I couldn't help sighing. Sister, when I was a princess, I wasn't as arrogant as you. Nowadays, Feng Shui turns around.

The musician beside me quickly and kindly covered up for me: "madam, forgive me. She's new here and doesn't understand etiquette. Please forgive me." after saying that, I suddenly pulled my sleeve, so I had to bow down with him: "madam, there are a lot of people. Please forgive me for my loss of honor."

Alas, I actually kneel down and kowtow to he Zhen's little wife. It's really unexpected. If the queen mother and elder brother saw this scene, they would blame me for losing the royal face.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I hung a clever smile on my face and lowered my head deeply.

Compared with the maid of the dog, Mrs. Yao waved her hand magnanimously: "it's all right." those white and tender feet gradually approached me and finally stood in front of me. Mrs. Yao sounded in my ear with a confused voice: "why is her face covered?"

Why? Isn't it because I was forced to come to this unlucky Wu Hou house?

I lowered my head and didn't dare to say anything. The music official kindly explained for me: "if you return to your wife, she... She has a scar on her face for fear of frightening the noble people, so she covered her face with a veil."

Mrs. Yao didn't speak. Her fingers still fell on the gauze on my face. She smiled faintly and held up my chin with her fingers: "look, I thought I was a beauty. It's a pity. What's your name?"

Speaking out, I was afraid of scaring you to death. I thought secretly, but my mouth was very obedient. Learning the usual tone of youyou talking to me, I flattered and replied: "my maidservant's name is youyou." youyou's sorry. Your master, I'll borrow your name for the time being. I think you won't mind.

Mrs. Yao said faintly, "what's the matter with your face?"

I bowed my head and looked sad: "when I was a child, my mother accidentally splashed boiling water on my face, which left a scar..."

This is not entirely a lie. When I was a child, my mother once held me to chat with the ladies who came to the palace to greet me. At that time, I was naughty and tight. I refused to stay in her arms and twist around like a twist. I accidentally spilled the boiled water on the table, leaving a scar on my skin.

However, it was not on my face, but on my arm. Up to now, there are still traces left by the scald on my left arm. My father, who always spoke softly to my mother, was furious. He not only punished the palace maids in the Kunning palace that day, but also scolded my mother. My mother blamed herself for this for a long time.

Mrs. Yao's voice hovered over my head like a smile: "really? That's very sympathetic. But my wife felt that some people were instructed by others..."

The veil was suddenly lifted, and my chin was provoked by two green white fingers. A beautiful Hibiscus face suddenly appeared in front of me. Her eyebrows were like a distant mountain, her eyes were like stars, her cheeks were congealed with new litchi, and her nose was greasy with goose fat. She was really a beautiful woman. But her eyes were full of panic when she looked at me——

"You! Your face..." Mrs. Yao's eyes were full of fright. She leaned weakly against the maid on the side. At this time, she showed some weak temperament, not like the fierce appearance of cutting off other people's legs just now.

I lowered my head to brew a mood. When I raised my head again, the bottom of my eyes naturally showed a sad but not sad mood: "I have accepted my life. Madam, don't worry about me. Who calls my life bad..."

About the Yao lady suspected that she was ill again and mistakenly thought it was a rival in love who set her up. I have to admit that Mrs. Yao is really considerate. In my eyes, she is just a... Ha ha, just a coyote with a good skin bag.

Fortunately, I thought of this possibility before I left and let Weiyu put on a scald makeup for me. Weiyu's make-up technique is even better than her piano skills. After a few efforts, even I was shocked when I looked at the face in the mirror, not to mention the weak Mrs. Yao.

"Put on the veil quickly!" the handmaid holding Mrs. Yao looked at me fiercely: "it's a capital crime to be surprised, madam. Can you afford it?"

I hung my head and said nothing. Fortunately, he Zhen loved Mrs. Yao rather than the maid around her. Otherwise, I'm afraid I've died hundreds of times. I quickly put down my veil and looked obedient. The lady Yao seemed relieved: "it's all right. The zither player depends on his zither skills. It doesn't matter what his face looks like."

Having said that, I heard something of pleasure from it. Beautiful women always have a unique sense of superiority in front of ugly women. If there is a good-looking face under the veil, Mrs. Yao will excuse me to send me to a zither player who looks "reassuring".

Women are like this. They always hope that the man they love has only one woman around them, but he Zhengui is the Marquis of Wu. Naturally, it is impossible to spoil her only. In the long run, Mrs. Yao must worry about gain and loss. The slightly flat faced women around her are subconsciously regarded as love enemies by her.

"Today, my wife entertained all the generals and invited two musicians from the same house to play the piano and flute. If you play well, my wife must have a lot of rewards." Mrs. Yao said faintly, and the music officer and I quickly bowed our heads.

It seems that Mrs. Yao is really loved by he Zhen and dares to make friends with important officials around him! It has always been the most taboo for the harem to make friends with officials of the previous dynasty. What is Mrs. Yao's intention to make such arrangements?

She is only he Zhen's favorite concubine. It is reasonable to say that the servants should not come to the banquet in the concubine room, whether for avoiding suspicion or otherwise. The reason why those people are willing to come is that they believe that Mrs. Yao is deeply favored by Hou Wu, is the actual hostess of Wu, and is likely to be righted.

In this way, what they make friends with is not a small concubine, but the mother of the future Marquis, and even the mother of the next Marquis of Wu. Choosing to stand in line at this time will certainly win the favor of Mrs. Yao and lay political capital for the future. Mrs. Yao is also taking the opportunity to test whether the generals around he Zhen may support themselves and become their real help.

The rain poured out of the window, and the sky was getting darker and darker. Mrs. Yao calmly asked the maid to tidy up her clothes, looking calm and calm. This woman is not as weak as she looks. There is always a cruel meaning in her actions.