Chapter 28 It's hard to complain

When the door opened, it was already dark, with a high and small moon overhead. The cold wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed and looked a little feroous.

The two old mothers were ordered to send her heavy shoes. She was pregnant with a child and her feet were often swollen. Previously, I cut the sole of my foot, but fortunately, the upper is wide enough not to squeeze the wound. She didn't get out of the car until she saw the scene clearly. This place is extremely remote and seems to be a desolate village. The number of residents is limited, and there are only a few sparse and bright lights. Looking back, behind him was a group of elegant courtyards. Grey tile and white wall, high door. It's just that it's strange that the courtyard wall is not completely closed. It turns out that there are ten thousand-character threshold windows. Now it is densely built with black bricks, completely separating the flower world inside from the outside world. Such a bright building is incompatible with the lonely environment of the four fields, and it seems to be a wisp of erratic poetic soul derived from loneliness, like the illusion transformed by the fox spirit in the ghost story, which is specially used to deceive people.

There is a row of white stone steps in front of the bluestone slab, and the dark gate above is quietly open. A servant bowed her head and urged, "Madam, please!"

She took two steps in pain, and Han Su stopped her when she saw this, "Is your wife hurt her foot?" Because he turned around and ordered to lift the lounge chair, he said to her, "Please wait for a moment. The general will come later and wait for Langzhong to treat his wounds."

Bu Nuan's swung his body, "It's a good general."

Han Su smiled imposurely, "My wife is polite. Han dares not take credit."

She looked around and asked tentatively, "Where is this place?" Did you get out of Chang'an?"

Han Su didn't answer her and went back to the car to get the thin quilt. He didn't dare to put it on her directly and said, "My wife is carefully cold, and the wind is strong in the mountains."

She just woke up. It turned out that the continuous dark black in the distance was not a dark cloud, but a mountain! She said, took over the thin quilt and covered the mountains of Qinling Mountains. There was not even a courtyard here, and she didn't know where she had gone.

When I was young, two strong Kunlun slaves in the door carried out the bamboo couch. The mat was covered with thick felt. The leading servant said respectfully, "Please go to the bed. My wife is tired all the way, and I serve my wife to go in to rest."

After saying that, he came up to help Bu Nuan, and Bu Nuan was also curious when he looked at the two Kunlun slaves. The rich people of the Tang Dynasty often bought these hard laborers sold into the Central Plains, and they were generally sent to Zhuangzi to work, not in the mansion. Then whose courtyard is this? She asked the servant, "The owner's surname is Gao, but his surname is Shen?"

The servant was stunned, and then said, "My wife guessed that her surname is Shen. This is Zhuangzi, the general of the town army, which was purchased five or six years ago. To the south, there are thousands of acres of fertile land, which is a reward from the imperial court. The maidservant's surname is Shan, and the other two stewants are in charge of things here. If the wife has an order, just assign the maidservant!"

Bu Nuan nodded and thought that this was probably a private house. Earlier, when I was in the general's mansion, I heard the old lady and Zhixian discuss several trivial matters of the manor, but I didn't mention it. Rong Yu is a person who can hide things in his heart and builds a comfortable nest for himself behind his old lady's back. Later, he married the Ye family. Since he was not very satisfied, he had to hide it here.

The bamboo couch was carried into the garden, and a stream of carved doors in the upper room were open, and there was a fragrant candle burning in it. Looking around, the ear room, the down building, and the corridor are no different from the general prosperity of people. That is, there are not many people serving in front of them. There are no maidservists, only three women who follow their husbands. Mother Shan led the other two to report to the house, and then withdrew to prepare rice soup snacks for her, leaving only a woman in her twenties to attend.

Bu Nuan looked at the hidden bag. They all called her "Pan's", and most of her husband's surname was Pan. The Pan family is dressed in a semi-new jacket, with an autumn-colored skirt underneath, and a vague smile on his face. She is thin and has thick clothes on her body, reminding people of the grass man's handle standing on the ridge of the field in the middle of winter. No matter how elaborate it is, the bottom support is only a thin bamboo pole.

The Pan family half bent down and lifted the lid of the incense burner and added a tower to it. They returned to find copper picks on the edge of the table to dig the furnace ash. They didn't look very clever and looked a little strange. Looking up and seeing Bu Nuan looking at her, she became more and more cramped, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Bu Nuan smiled and said, "Ex't bother me to pour me a glass of water."

The Pan family was busy, holding water in the bamboo leaf cup with both hands, and whispered, "Excuse me, I'm used to it. I'm used to serving noble people like you for the first time. If there is anything wrong, please ask my wife to give me advice.

Bu Nuan still handed back a mouthful of water and said, "I don't care about those, and I don't have anything important to assign you." He asked for a pause, "Where is this?"

The Pan family answered the question, "Just tell me what you want to eat. Although we are not as good as Chang'an, there are more wild animals here. In the day, the loess is full of work, and the rabbits and pheasants are running all over the mountains. Tomorrow, I will ask my subordinate to beat a pigeon to mend my wife's body.

Bu Nuan leaned silently on the couch, and his heart was not upset. He allowed him to imprison her. I was afraid that she would escape, so I refused to tell her where it was. A sad smile floated at the corners of her mouth. If she could be with him, why did she escape? She fought for so long just to love him. Now that there are children, there are thousands of relationships. She put her hand on her stomach - I don't know when she developed this habit, and it's the most reassuring position to stay in this position. It's like her delicate hands, which can hold her fists at any time to protect the child.

The Pan family came to take away her shoes, and the soles were covered with blood, which shocked her. After seeing her wound, she said, "Madam, take a break. I'll go to Zhao Langzhong to give you the plaster. He is the best at treating falls and injuries, and the swelling subsides overnight. After saying that, she didn't wait for her to agree and went by herself.

Although it is a countryside, the heating in the house is very good. The doors and windows are closed, and the spring is generally warm in March. The thick quilt can't be covered, and it still only uses the thin quilt brought from the princess's house. Looking at the satin quilt, she couldn't help but be melancholy. She didn't know how Rong and Lan Sheng were fighting. They are all generals, and there must be a competition in the martial arts field. There should not be much difference! Amitabha, I hope each of you are well, and seeing blood light is the greatest creation. At present, she only hopes that Rong Yu can retreat completely. This movement is so noisy that she doesn't know how to end it. If she is captured, Princess Yangcheng will eventually be the emperor's cousin. Once she complains to Mingtang, Rong Yu will not suffer a big loss!

She thought too much and her brain hurt. I also don't understand what happened. Previously, I stopped vomiting during pregnancy. After two days at Lan's house, I recovered, but I began to have backache again. This is strange. The wet nurse said that a pregnant person should be acid until she shows her body shape, at least her stomach is as big as a gong. She is so quiet that she shouldn't react so early. She didn't understand this. Lan Sheng asked the medical officer to check her pulse and said that everything was fine, so she had nothing to worry about. It's just that my stomach often hurts, but in a moment, I can't stand it, so I don't say anything.

She turned sideways and lay more comfortably like this. In a daze, she felt that someone came into the room and walked around. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Mother Shan who brought a gold paint plate and came to her bed. "Is your wife awake? Eat something to put it at the bottom, and it hurts your stomach.

She had no appetite and just asked, "Is the general here?"

M Mother Shan shook her head, "Not yet. I think she's on the way." Turning around and pulling the lacquer plate, I was afraid that you would be greasy, so I prepared some appetizing dishes. Look, how many two bites! If you don't tighten up, it's important for the young master in your stomach!"

Bu Nuan was embarrassed to hear this. Everyone knew about it, and 90% of them wanted to make up for her. Thinking about it not only for myself and for my child, I sat up and took a few bites to enjoy my face. Later, I couldn't swallow the dam in my throat, so I had to give up.

M Mother Shan withdrew again, leaving her alone in the empty room. Half of the two red candles on the high case burned, and the dripping wax oil filled the dishes under the candlesticks. She stood up to see what was missing, and it was only the second update. She was relieved and believed that he must be on his way. So he fell asleep muddle-headed, closed his eyes, and his mind couldn't stop. Heng and vertically felt that her spirit was getting worse and worse, and she carried this body as if she were going to squeeze out her energy, which was indescribably tired.

After hearing the sound of footsteps outside for a while, she struggled to sit up, hoping if it was him. The straight door was pushed open and brought in a cold wind. The candlelight shook, and the person standing at the door had deep eyes, which had always been gentle, but now the eyes looking at her were more flin than the dark night outside.

She shudged for no reason and swallowed the words again.

He didn't say anything, closed the door with his backhand and went to the table to remove his armor. The heavy two blocks were untied and put on the table, and the close-fitting red underwear made his face paler and paler. She suddenly choked, and a feeling of sadness came overwhelmingly and covered her head. She bit her lips to restrain herself and suppressed a sweat. She had a lot to say to him, but he made a cold and alienated gesture, and she broke her head and couldn't hit his world. She was disappointed and helpless, but fortunately he seemed to be free. She was worried about Lan Sheng's safety and didn't dare to ask.

His magnificent body was like a mountain. He walked to the bed and did not look at her. He squatted down on the pedal and reached out to pull her feet. She stretched out obediently, and her weak ankle fell on his palm. His hands were slightly cold. He pulled out the plug of the bamboo tube on the edge and dipped it in plaster to smear her wound. Carefully wipe it over and over again, then pull out the blasphemy clothes and tear off a large area to bandage her.

She looked at him in a staring way. He withdrew his hand, but did not stand up. He lowered his head and frowned, and his backlit face was covered with a veil.

She couldn't help shaking her lips and called him, "Rong Yu..."

He raised his eyes, and there was a thin layer of water mist in his eyes. Her heart was broken and she reached for his cheek, but he could avoid it. Her hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and her stomach was so cramped that she had to tilt on the bed shelf. I just hate it in my heart. Why do I feel sorry for him like her? Does he really believe that the child is Lan Sheng? She felt that her efforts were not worth it. Her innocent person gave him, cared about him, and suffered enough to conceive this child. Why did he doubt her?

"I just want to ask you one thing." After a long time, he opened his lips and said, "Are you really going to marry Lan Sheng?"

She was angry, "I'm going to marry him, didn't I tell you to destroy it!"

His face was even more chilled, "Whose child is that?" I don't believe what they say. I know it must be mine.

Bu Nuan became uncertain. The reason why she took refuge in the princess's mansion was that Xiu said that he knew that the child was his and wanted to send someone to give her medicine? She hugged her stomach and asked him hesitantly, "Are you going to kill this child?"