Chang'an one moon gl

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

There was movement at the door again, this was Shangguan Wan'er, unexpectedly she froze there as soon as she entered the door.

"Wan'er, you're here, I'm so anxious." I was about to stand up when I found the maid who brought me the soup was holding the soup with her hand hanging in the air, motionless.

"You two know each other?" I asked after watching the performance of these two people.

"I don't know, the servants were transferred to the prince's palace today." The maid who delivered the soup put the soup bowl on the desk.

"Okay, let's go down. Wan'er, come here quickly." My thoughts were all on the idea of ​​handing over.

The door was closed, and I pulled Shangguan Wan'er to sit at the desk, picked up a memorial and handed it to her, "Look, Wan'er, it's best to finish it today."

Seeing me standing next to her, she was about to stand up and give up my seat, so I pushed her down, "You can just sit at ease and think about it, I'll sit there." After finishing speaking, I walked to the seat not far from the side and sat down .

She opened the memorial and read it carefully.

The candlelight was dimly lit and warm.The moonlight shines on the ground through the paper window on the opposite side, quiet and peaceful.The figure of Shangguan Wan'er under the lamp looks even thinner. It is said that the Tang Dynasty regarded fat as beauty, but I have never seen one. I think it is the self-consolation of modern fat people.

Like a static painting, but seeing the lights flickering, tell this is reality.I suddenly looked forward to taking a look at her appearance after I regained my consciousness. Maybe she really came out of the painting. I traveled to the Tang Dynasty version of Liaozhai and met the fairy in the painting.I grinned and thought wildly in boredom, looking at Shangguan Wan'er for a while, and staring at the shadow of the moonlight on the ground for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but most of the lamp oil was used up anyway, I yawned again and again, and I was about to say whether I would come again tomorrow, when Shangguan Wan'er put down the memorial in her hand and picked up a pen, but stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Wan'er forgot to rub the ink." She rolled up her sleeves a little.

I walked over, took the ink ingot, and said, "Let me sharpen the ink for you." I watched a lot of Hongxiu Tianxiang's night reading in TV dramas, and it was rare to be able to practice it myself. Although it was grinding ink for a girl, mine was really In ancient times, how could TV dramas compare.Besides, if I don't move, I will really fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, this is really difficult to operate, the ink stick is very persistent, just refuses to become ink.Shangguan Wan'er's slender hand suddenly covered mine, and she rubbed the ink on my hand. The fragrance of the ink dispersed, and the fragrance of her daughter's cosmetic powder came to me together.

Chapter 7 Chapter 6

I turned my head to look at her, and that pure face came into my eyes, with a high bun and a little rouge on top of the lead powder.Qiu Tong cuts water, smart and bright.Gently pursing her lips, the bright red lip balm was still shining.I feel pity for such a good one, and it is no wonder that seeing Wan'er changing my clothes that day caused them to make fun of her. Her beauty is not bright and alluring, but soft and lovable.I was stunned for a moment, and the words that came out of my mouth couldn't come out.

It's uncomfortable to be stared at by me for a long time, "Your Highness." She called softly, her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were gentle, her expression was gentle.

I came back to my senses, very excited, reached out and stroked the tip of her nose, "This is the nose." Then pointed to her eyes, "This is the eyes, right?"

She nodded blankly, standing there a little at a loss.I was ecstatic, holding her shoulders with both hands, and shouted: "Wan'er, Wan'er, I saw, I saw, your face is very clear." I scanned the room, under the dim light, Everything is so clear.

Her expression also changed from bewildered to pleasantly surprised. I shook her shoulders and was very excited. I shook the inkstone and ink ingots and brought them to the ground. The thick ink dyed her skirt that dragged the floor. At this moment, The black and bright color was extremely beautiful in my eyes, and I saw it.

"Young maidservant, go and tell Nanny Yang." She also had a smile on her face, flicking the lights, warming her heart.

I stopped her, "Take off your dirty clothes, I'll go by myself, I'll ask someone to bring you a set of clothes." I couldn't restrain the joy in my heart, and walked out of the study quickly.

As soon as I went out, I asked Mammy Yang where she lived, and trotted to the front of the house, where the lights had already been turned off. I ignored the knock on the door at 21, and kept knocking and shouting, "Nurse Yang, my eyes are healed, my eyes are healed."

The lights inside were not on, and people had already stumbled out. She was so excited that she couldn't utter a complete sentence. The movement made the lights in the surrounding rooms turn on, and people wearing the same clothes as Shangguan Wan'er ran out one by one. , They should all be maids of honor, I just remembered that I went up to find someone and asked her to send a set of clean women's clothes to the study.

Grandma Yang excitedly sent people to the various palaces to report, and she ran to Empress Wu's palace herself.

I went back to the bedroom, and there seemed to be a quarrel in the inner study through the door. Isn't Wan'er changing clothes inside? I was puzzled, and approached softly and slowly, and the voice inside became clear.

"Have you really forgotten who you are? Can Anyi Ronghua make you willing to have fun under the son of your enemy?" A strange female voice accused angrily.

I heard Wan'er's anxious voice, "Lingyuan, I don't. Calm down, I'm just studying with His Highness."

The strange female voice snorted coldly, "I only wear myrobalan after reading, and I am waiting for someone to send you clothes." I secretly sighed in my heart for this woman's pig logic, what can make clothes unwearable is not necessarily passion , and possibly ink.

"It's not careful..." Wan'er's voice also became calm, and she probably felt anxious and might not be able to explain it.

The female voice interrupted her, "Do you know how worried your mother is about you? And do you know how hard it was for me to be transferred to Prince Jin's side to be with you?"

I was speechless for a long time, I felt that Wan'er was really helpless to meet such a person, I stepped back slightly, pretended to just come in, and shouted; "Wan'er."

"Your Highness, wait a moment, Wan'er is changing clothes." The inside replied quickly.

I sat on the couch and waited quietly.Looking around, it turns out that the imperial palace is not all resplendent and magnificent, the dark yellow curtain is connected with red lacquered wooden pillars, and the high and wide space makes people feel empty.

"Your Highness." Wan'er came out with her head lowered.

"Go down first." I pointed to the person behind Wan'er.

"Maybe tonight is Wan'er's last night with His Highness." Shangguan Wan'er walked towards me with a smile like a flower.

"Wan'er, I asked you something, can you tell me the truth?" My joy just now has calmed down, looking at the thin girl in front of me, I feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The smile on her face faded, "Please speak, Your Highness."

"Is it the father or the mother who has a family feud with you?" I stood up, faced her, and met her clear eyes. I admired this unique woman and pitied her talent.

"This servant is Shangguanyi's granddaughter." There was no evasion in her eyes.

I really don't know "Shangguanyi".

"The guilty minister, Shangguanyi, was involved in the crime of treason. The chief culprit was beheaded, the adult heirs were hanged, the males of the three clans were exiled, and the female relatives were not sent to the court." Her tone was flat, as if what she was talking about had nothing to do with herself.

But I felt a cold sweat. If she wanted to kill me these days for revenge, I'm afraid I would have gone to see Max.Tremblingly asked; "You don't hate me?" Right now I feel that being in the same room with her is also a scary thing.

"The deceased is long gone, not to mention these have nothing to do with His Highness." The corners of her mouth were lightly raised, as soft as ever.

It sounds a little unreal to me, a 'son' of an enemy who ruined his family, doesn't have any hatred at all?" "Then do you hate the father, the queen?" I continued to ask.

"Wan'er just wants to spend her life safely with her mother." She didn't answer directly, and I felt a little sad. I respectfully faced my enemies, knelt down at their feet, and lived to live.

"You stay, just stay by my side." Thinking of the bits and pieces of getting along these days, there seemed to be chanting heard in the dark by my ears, and my body seemed to be touched by those warm hands again.