Brocade tears

Meng Kuang came out of the bathroom. After freshening up, she was wearing a loose white cotton gown with a cross-neck collar. She took off the net towel and untied her hair in a bun. Her long, wet hair was only loosely tied behind her head with a green forged headband. .She went through the second entrance courtyard and went to Meng Yan's room in the east wing.The bright moonlight shining down from the sky added a silver glow to the courtyard.She knocked on Meng Ai's door, and Meng Ai opened the door. Seeing her sister's relaxed and leisurely attire, the silver light set off her stern face much softer, all the camouflage on her body was removed, and the female appearance was heavy. Again, it's beautiful.Meng Yan couldn't help laughing, and said:

"Come in, it's cold outside, don't dry your hair, be careful of catching cold." She let her sister into the room.

"Wan'er, are you still angry?" Meng Kuang asked the first sentence when he entered the door.

"Why am I angry?" Meng Ai replied sullenly, pulled Meng Kuang to sit in front of her dressing table, fetched a dry towel, untied her blue satin headband, and dried her hair with the dry towel .

"I brought her back, you are not happy." Meng Kuang said.

"Are you happy?" Meng Yan asked rhetorically.

Meng Kuang was dumb for a moment, is she happy?Thinking about it this way, she found that she really felt a little happy deep in her heart.

"It's been so many years. I know you. You haven't forgotten her for a moment. You want to get her back in your dreams. Sometimes I feel confused when I look at you. You said you hate her, Or... well, I can't tell. Sister, haven't you thought about it yourself? Are you looking for her just to find out the cause of death of father and elder brother? I still remember the night before she left, How sad you were crying."

"At that time, I was young and innocent, so I didn't know that people's hearts were sinister." Meng Kuang said slowly.

"You're not too young, you'll be old by then."

"Actually, there's no reason for us to hate her. Wan'er, things are beyond her control, and she can't help herself." Meng Kuang argued.

"I understand that she was a prisoner at the time, and it was impossible for her to collude with outsiders to harm her father and elder brother. She attracted people from all directions who wanted to arrest her, and she was not willing to do so. It is only my fault that my father and elder brother insisted on meddling in this matter." For so many years, she was exhausted and couldn't come back, and I don't blame her. But now that she's back, she didn't say a word of truth. How could I swallow the fact that my father and elder brother lost their lives in vain for her? Take this breath." Meng Yan said.

"This matter needs to be investigated again. I will find out how much she has told the truth. She has suffered a lot and she doesn't trust others. It's a good reason."

"Sister, you...you really like her, you treat her like your own sister, and you still speak for her everywhere now." Meng Yan finally couldn't help it, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

Meng Kuang didn't know what to say. She admitted that she used to like Sui Er very much, but she didn't seem to regard her as a sister.Now, this feeling has been mixed with too many complex emotions, and she can't figure it out herself.

After a moment of silence, she decided to change the subject.asked:

"How is your body recently? Has your asthma recurred?"

"I'm fine. I've been taking the medicine according to Master's prescription all these years, and I haven't had a disease for a long time. In the past, I was always sad in winter, but this year I feel good."

"Don't be careless, be careful, don't pretend to be able to do physical work, rest when you are tired, and ask Qingxu to help you more."

"Well, I can save it."

"You...do you have someone in mind now?" Meng Kuang asked hesitantly.

"Sister! Why are you asking this?" Meng Yan felt ashamed.

"You are nineteen years old, and if you drag it on, you will become an old girl. I'm afraid that my parents will settle accounts with me." Meng Kuang laughed.

"Didn't we agree? If you don't avenge your parents and elder brothers, you won't have a family. I don't have that kind of thought. Besides, sister, don't you also have a family?"

"How can I get married? Do you want me to marry, or do you want me to marry?" Meng Kuang smiled wryly.

"I don't care, anyway, the second brother and you don't have a family, how can I get ahead of you." Meng Yan said.

"Okay, okay, if you don't have a family, you won't have a family. Sister will support you for the rest of your life." Meng Kuang said helplessly.

"You don't want to raise it. It's not sure who will raise who now." Meng Yan smiled.

"Oh, my sister is not as good as my younger sister to support the family now." Meng Kuang sighed.

"Come on, sister, you talk like a little old man now."

"nonsense……"

"Let me tell you, sister, is there someone in Beizhen Fusi thinking that you are not married yet, so they want to propose marriage to you?"

"Don't worry, those big old men, like three aunts and six wives, are thinking about the marriage of men and women all day long. Even if there is, I will push it away."

Meng Ai chatted with Meng Kuang, dried Meng Kuang's hair deftly with his hands, combed it carefully with a comb, carefully tied it into a bun, tied it with a wooden hairpin, and said with a smile:

"Sister, you are really handsome in men's clothing. If you don't wear the mask, I don't know how many women you will be fascinated by. If you really bring a woman back home one day, I won't be surprised."

"You girl is talking nonsense again." Meng Kuang smiled and nodded her forehead.

The two suddenly paused at this point, and thought at the same time, hasn't Meng Kuang already brought back a woman?Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt weird.

"Sister, if we really find out about our father and brother, and get revenge. Sui Er, how should you arrange it?"

Meng Kuang thought for a while, then slowly said: "Let her go, she can go wherever she wants. Unfortunately, in this life, a bad relationship has formed, and we will never see each other again in the next life."

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After seeing his sister, Meng Kuang left the east wing and returned to the west wing of his residence.In the west wing of the second courtyard, the north and south rooms are her residences.The north room is her study, and the south room is her bedroom.Now the bedroom is given over to Sui'er, she has moved into the north room, planning to spend the night on the Arhat bed in the study room first, and then make other plans later.

She had thought of going into her bedroom to get the quilt, but she never wanted to take a peek. Meng Yan had already come here, and removed the small case on Luohan's bed for her, and the quilt had already been laid on the Luohan's bed. , A charcoal basin was warmed under the bed.This girl is so clever, she probably thought about her plan to sleep on the arhat bed long ago.It's just that when she came to the west wing, she didn't know if she had met Sui'er face to face, probably she didn't, this girl has more resentment towards Sui'er than herself.

After thinking about it, Meng Kuang naturally walked to the door from the study to the bedroom.She didn't push the door open in a hurry, but stood quietly by the door, looking into the next door through the window lattice of the partition.Meng Kuang's house is very uniquely built. It was originally built by the Zhao family with a lot of money when they had a lot of money. It was used as the study of the Zhao family ancestors. The heart of the partition window lattice is exquisitely embedded with colored glaze, which is transparent and transparent. , and beautiful carvings.Through the glass, one can see the blurred figures and lights in the next room.

Meng Kuang stood there silently, watching the scene in the bedroom.There was only a dim candlelight in the room, and the outline of a woman sat quietly in front of the candlelight, without moving for a while.She seemed to have fallen asleep lying on the table, and the room was quiet.

Meng Kuang stood there for a long time, but for some reason he was dazzled by the scene and lost his mind.There seemed to be a secret warmth creeping up from her heart, unknowingly enveloping her heart, dispelling the coldness in her heart, and quietly isolating her reason.She raised her hand uncontrollably and stepped forward, slowly pushed open the door leading to the bedroom, and walked in.

She really fell asleep lying there, without a quilt covering her thin back to keep out the cold, curled up, like a civet cat sleeping sleepily in the sun for warmth in winter.

Meng Kuang hesitated for a moment, opened the closet beside him, took out a thin quilt, walked gently to her side, and covered her body.When she looked up, she saw that she had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone spread out in her hand, as if she had just written for a while, and now she fell asleep on her stomach.Meng Kuang also kept a pen and ink in the bedroom, so that she could not sleep at night and could write letters when she got up without having to go to the study.She never thought about it, but she took advantage of it.

On the paper spread out by her hand, she neatly wrote a poem in very beautiful small letters with hairpin flowers.Meng Kuang read silently:

"The heavy curtain is deep in the hall of Mochou, and the night is slender after lying down. The life of a goddess is a dream, and the house of a sister-in-law has no husband. The storm does not believe that the water chestnut branches are weak, and the moon dew teaches the fragrance of osmanthus leaves. Straight love is useless, it's okay Melancholy is insanity."

This poem is a masterpiece of Tang Dynasty poet Li Shangyin, one of the Untitled Poems series.It describes a woman's life experience of self-injury and unrecognizable life-the curtains are heavy, and I live alone in Mochou Hall.Lying alone without sleep, I feel that the silent night is boundless.The Wushan Goddess' encounter with the King of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi's sister-in-law's residence was originally alone without a man.I am a weak water chestnut branch, but I am ravaged by wind and waves; I am a beautiful laurel leaf, but there is no moon dew to nourish and fragrance.Although I know that indulging in lovesickness is useless, but I am deeply in love, and I have been miserable and crazy all my life.

Meng Kuang's throat couldn't help but choke, and every word before his eyes shook his heart.Looking at her sleepy side face, haggard and soft, with moist tears condensed under the long and thin eyelashes, the right arm under the head is still holding an object hanging around her neck in the palm, take a closer look, Meng Kuang recognized that it was the Jade Buddha he gave her when they parted in the past.She was confused for a moment, and she didn't know how to treat her.

She retreated away from her side in panic, then went back to the study and closed the door.

"Sister, you really like her." For some reason, Meng Yan's words echoed in her heart at this time. Meng Kuang was flustered, hurriedly put away this inexplicable thought, turned around and sat on the Arhat bed, lifted the quilt and lay down. Next, I plan to stop thinking about it, and go to sleep first.

But contrary to expectations, the untitled poem, Sui Er's face and sister's words have been lingering in her mind, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.She had to stand up again and rubbed her cheeks wearily.After getting off the bed, she lit the lamp in the study, planning to read a book and calm down.The books in this study are all the books of the second elder brother in the past, but now they all belong to Meng Kuang and Meng Ai.In recent years, she has insisted on self-taught reading, and her knowledge has long been different from what it used to be. She has also thoroughly understood the content of many classics and history collections and poetry collections.Only reading can make her calm down and forget her troubles.

Walking to the bookshelf, she slowly and aimlessly searched for the book she wanted to read. After searching for a long time, she didn't know what she wanted to read, and finally she casually found a collection of Yuefu poems.She was sitting by the desk with a collection of Yuefu poems, but her eyes fell on the treasure box on the desk.She hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened the bottom layer of the treasure box. Inside the box were some old gadgets, bamboo dragonflies, spinning tops, and small wooden horses, most of which were made by her father for her brothers and sisters when they were children. The little toys he played with are now Meng Kuang's treasures.Among these gadgets, there is a green forged purse with a flying wild goose embroidered on it.The purse is a bit old, and there is a hole on it that was damaged by fire, but she has been cherishing it until now.

She held the purse in her hands, and stared at it in a daze under the dim light.Fingertips slowly rubbed the embroidery texture on it, feeling a pang of sadness in my heart.As if suddenly awakened by a certain thought, she gritted her teeth and threw the purse back into the multi-treasure box, locking the box.

She casually opened the collection of Yuefu poems and tried to read them.But I never thought that turning this page is "Thinking":

"If you think about it, you are in Danan.

Why ask the survivor, the double bead tortoiseshell hairpin.

Use jade to sway it.

Wen Jun has his own heart, and he will destroy it.

Destroy it, when the wind blows its ashes!

From now on, don't regain love, love and love!

Brothers and sisters should know the cock crowing and dog barking.

Concubine Hushou!

The autumn wind soothes the morning wind,

In the east, you will know it in a moment! "

Meng Kuang closed the book and let out a long sigh.Tonight, she doesn't even want to read a book, and she doesn't even want to sleep.He simply blew out the oil lamp and sat alone in the dark, sullen.

Not long after, the bean-like candlelight in the next bedroom was extinguished, Sui'er seemed to wake up, finally extinguished the candlelight, and planned to return to the bed to rest.Meng Kuang sat in the dark, unconsciously holding his breath.She could hear her approaching the door from the bedroom to the study room, where she hesitated for a long time, imprinting a vague outline on the glazed partition.After standing for a long time, the outline faded away, and the footsteps finally moved away.

In the darkness, Meng Kuang's faint sigh sounded again.