You all go down.Xue Chongxun stood at the door and said to the servants who were lying lanterns beside him.
yes.Everyone bent their knees and saluted and responded in unison.
Xue Chongxun reached out and gently pushed open the carved wooden door. What he saw was a headlight stand with at least dozens of candles lit on it, illuminating the room. The room was decorated in luxury and exquisitely, which made Xue Chongxun feel a little uncomfortable, because compared with the elegant and elegant arrangement in his mansion, it looked like a boudoir.
Is it my mother's house also my own home?
He had never thought so before, but tonight his mother moved him quite and felt warm in his heart, as if the wanderer had returned to his hometown.
He lifted his robe, crossed the threshold, and walked into the room. There was a bead curtain hanging in the north, and there was a woman faintly inside.
There is also a beauty inside the carved window curtains, bead curtains and incense tripods. This scene made Xue Chongxun feel very happy and couldn't help but chant: The beauty rolled up the pearl curtains and sat deep in frown on her eyebrows.But seeing the tears wet, I don’t know who I hate…
This poem was written by Li Bai, but now Li Bai is only about ten years old and should not be able to write such poems. Xue Chongxun chanted it first with a bit of a spoof, but it would be no big problem if it was not spread.
When she opened the bead curtain, she saw the woman in a robe skirt. Her mother said she was called Cheng Ting. She stood there with her head down, but she was not crying like the poem.
Her robe skirt was light-colored and covered her body tightly, but it was not as tempting as the semi-open silk skirt worn in the hall.
I don’t know if the clothes on her are too ordinary, but when Xue Chongxun saw her for the first time, he didn’t feel amazing, but when he looked at her a few more times, he soon found that the woman had a unique temperament.
Tender and peaceful, just like the eldest sister next door I liked when I was a child, she was kind and gentle. When Xue Chongxun saw her, he couldn't help but think of the bluestone alley in the town, the oil-paper umbrella in the mist and rain, and other faint beautiful things.
He looked up and I looked.Xue Chongxun came over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Cheng Ting had to raise her head, but she didn't look at Xue Chongxun. She looked elsewhere, not knowing whether she was shy, afraid, or disgusted?
She has a goose-shaped face, just like her temperament, gentle and subtle.
Xue Chongxun had been in the door for a while, but he didn't hear her silence. This silence made him feel a little embarrassed. Even Pei Niang, the girl who was serving him, would chatter and say some nonsense at home...
Do that without saying anything?
He suddenly felt a little bored.
Xue Chongxun was too lazy to pay attention to her. Although she was born in a good family from the Cheng family, the Cheng family has disappeared and left the power stage. What's the point of being noble?
He then took off his clothes and complained: It would be better to get a maid in and serve me.
What is the difference between me and a maid?Cheng Ting finally said something, hesitated for a moment, then walked up to undress Xue Chongxun.
Because she was untiing Xue Chongxun's belt, when Xue Chongxun raised her head, she happened to see her side face and ears. A few strands of hair fell off her fair ears, which looked particularly beautiful against her jade-like ears.
Xue Chongxun smelled a faint fragrance that was floating from her.
He smiled and said, "I thought I had chosen a mute."
Cheng Ting stopped talking again and did her own thing silently. After serving Xue Chongxun to bed, she began to take off her outer shirt. At this moment, Xue Chongxun suddenly saw a large drop of crystal tears dripping from her big eyes, dripping onto her white naked shoulders that had just been exposed, and then disappeared...
It was like a drop of water dripping into the lake and quickly turned into a color.
The smile on Xue Chongxun's face disappeared bit by bit and he said in a daze: Why are you crying?Don't want to serve me?
Cheng Ting smiled bitterly and choked and said: I am willing, why don’t I be willing? Sooner or later, I will be like this. I am fortunately not too late to serve Your Highness…
Xue Chongxun said: Don’t take it off, there is a bed opposite, where do you sleep?
Cheng Ting looked at Xue Chongxun's black face with tears in her eyes and said: Why, did I cry and influence my husband's elegance?Do you regret it?
What do I regret?Xue Chongxun said casually.
Cheng Ting said: There were so many beautiful women in the palace for you to choose from, and you must regret why you chose me.
Xue Chongxun shook his head and sighed: You don’t have to worry about these things. I won’t sue you. OK... I’m not so tolerant to everyone. You remind me of a friend and I can’t bear it for a moment. Go to bed and stop crying.
After hearing this, Cheng Ting seemed to be no longer sad, and she wiped away her tears with her sleeves. This action was very cute and cute. She was not a pretentious girl.
She asked curiously: Why did I remind Langjun of that friend? Are there any similarities?
Xue Chongxun happened to be in a better mood tonight and was more patient, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the edge of the bed: Sit down, I'll tell you her story.
Cheng Ting was stunned for a moment, realizing that Xue Chongxun was afraid to resist her, and there was nothing to worry about, so she sat on the edge of the bed.
Xue Chongxun thought and said: Her name is Meng Xiaoyu, she is a brothel singer... He asked Meng Xiaoyu how he helped Xiao Heng get the Jinshi exam, how infatuated, how he waited hard, but what he waited for was a glass of poisonous wine.
After the story was finished, both of them sat on the bed and were silent for a long time.Finally, Xue Chongxun broke the silence and shook his head and said: Xiaoyu is too stupid, even more stupid than Du Shiniang.
Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked in a low voice: Who is Du Shiniang? Is she also a singing girl?The husband is really romantic and unruly.
Du Shiniang is indeed a singing girl...but Xue Chongxun seems to be unable to know her.He couldn't explain it, so he smiled and said: I remembered a song about Du Shiniang. I taught you, and you sang it to me.
……
Under the lonely lamp, I was sitting in the cabin alone.I, Du Shiniang, were waiting for my husband in the cabin.Suddenly, I heard someone called Du Shiniang outside the window.I held the window railing and looked around, why didn’t I see my husband... My husband, are you so bored? If you are so bored, tell me, Ten Niang, I will relieve your sorrows; My husband, do you miss your parents; If you miss your parents, tell me, Ten Niang, I will go back to your hometown with you...
Cheng Ting sang, shed tears again. This woman was indeed made of water.
After singing the song, she suddenly pounced on Xue Chongxun's shoulder and started crying, making Xue Chongxun's white underwear wet, and it was cold to touch her skin.
Xue Chongxun patted her shoulder gently and comforted: OK, okay, crying so sadly is just a song.
Cheng Ting choked and said: Is Du Shiniang real in this song?
Xue Chongxun pondered: I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Others say it's true, but I haven't seen it... Okay, we don't know her, so don't care.I'm a little tired, go to bed, you sleep on the bed opposite you.
Cheng Ting let go of Xue Chongxun. Seeing that his clothes were wet with her cry, her face suddenly turned red, she stood up and said: I'll get a piece of clothes and change it to the husband.
When she lowered her head and took off Xue Chongxun's underwear, Xue Chongxun's nose almost touched her hair, and she immediately smelled a scent of spice. He had always mistakenly thought it was feminine.
At this time, Cheng Ting saw the gauze on Xue Chongxun’s chest, and hurriedly raised her head and said: Doesn’t it matter?
Xue Chongxun shook his head: I was shot by someone and almost lost my life, but now it's okay.
Her fingers gently slid across Xue Chongxun's strong chest muscles, and her face turned red again.
During dinner, Xue Chongxun drank a lot of wine. At this time, his eyelids were fighting. He really didn't have much thought when he was tired. After changing clothes, he pulled the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep. Within a stick of incense, he snored softly and didn't care about Cheng Ting's actions.
Cheng Ting looked at the bed opposite Xue Chongxun just now, and then looked back at Xue Chongxun's quiet face. He slept soundly, but she was not sleepy at all.
As she looked at it, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently placed it on Xue Chongxun's face. His face was a little dark, but his two sword eyebrows were fluttering and heroic, his nose was high, and his lips were thick. The more Cheng Ting looked at it, she felt that this man was becoming more and more pleasing to her.
……
Cheng Ting herself didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that she was covered with a quilt but she didn't take off her clothes. She lay on the bed with her body. She hurriedly got up and found that the bed was Xue Chongxun's bed, and he was gone.
Cheng Ting felt a little sad. She didn't know what was going on. She was just a man she had met for the first time, and she would not be able to meet again in the future. The status was too great.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a magnificent sound of reading suddenly came from outside the door: Qin Xiaogong was in charge of the solidity of the treasury, and he was in charge of the land of Yongzhou. The king and his ministers were able to stick to the Zhou chamber, sweeping the world, covering the world, covering the four seas, and swallowing the eight wildernesses.When it is...
Isn’t this Xue Lang’s voice?
He hasn't left yet.
Cheng Ting hurriedly found a comb, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and combed her messy black hair.
After sorting out her appearance, she walked out the door and saw Xue Chongxun standing on a stone bridge on a stream, reading aloud.
After a while, after reading Qin Lu, he put down the book, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, sometimes tilting his head to sigh, sometimes tilting his head to ponder, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cheng Ting walked slowly over and said softly behind him: The land of Guanzhong is like the head of a dragon and the ridge of China. According to Guanzhong, the powerful soldiers in Guanzhong, Hedong and Henan can control the world, so the capital of our Tang Dynasty is located in Chang'an, with the Qin people as the foundation.
After hearing this, Xue Chongxun turned around, looked at her in surprise, and couldn't help but say: I've got some insight... Ah, I almost forgot that you are from the Cheng family, haha.
His shallow knowledge made the husband laugh.Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked, "Are you hungry?"
You said this and you are really hungry. Let’s have a meal first.Xue Chongxun smiled.
After the husband arrived in the room, I went to ask my servants to have breakfast.
yes.Everyone bent their knees and saluted and responded in unison.
Xue Chongxun reached out and gently pushed open the carved wooden door. What he saw was a headlight stand with at least dozens of candles lit on it, illuminating the room. The room was decorated in luxury and exquisitely, which made Xue Chongxun feel a little uncomfortable, because compared with the elegant and elegant arrangement in his mansion, it looked like a boudoir.
Is it my mother's house also my own home?
He had never thought so before, but tonight his mother moved him quite and felt warm in his heart, as if the wanderer had returned to his hometown.
He lifted his robe, crossed the threshold, and walked into the room. There was a bead curtain hanging in the north, and there was a woman faintly inside.
There is also a beauty inside the carved window curtains, bead curtains and incense tripods. This scene made Xue Chongxun feel very happy and couldn't help but chant: The beauty rolled up the pearl curtains and sat deep in frown on her eyebrows.But seeing the tears wet, I don’t know who I hate…
This poem was written by Li Bai, but now Li Bai is only about ten years old and should not be able to write such poems. Xue Chongxun chanted it first with a bit of a spoof, but it would be no big problem if it was not spread.
When she opened the bead curtain, she saw the woman in a robe skirt. Her mother said she was called Cheng Ting. She stood there with her head down, but she was not crying like the poem.
Her robe skirt was light-colored and covered her body tightly, but it was not as tempting as the semi-open silk skirt worn in the hall.
I don’t know if the clothes on her are too ordinary, but when Xue Chongxun saw her for the first time, he didn’t feel amazing, but when he looked at her a few more times, he soon found that the woman had a unique temperament.
Tender and peaceful, just like the eldest sister next door I liked when I was a child, she was kind and gentle. When Xue Chongxun saw her, he couldn't help but think of the bluestone alley in the town, the oil-paper umbrella in the mist and rain, and other faint beautiful things.
He looked up and I looked.Xue Chongxun came over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Cheng Ting had to raise her head, but she didn't look at Xue Chongxun. She looked elsewhere, not knowing whether she was shy, afraid, or disgusted?
She has a goose-shaped face, just like her temperament, gentle and subtle.
Xue Chongxun had been in the door for a while, but he didn't hear her silence. This silence made him feel a little embarrassed. Even Pei Niang, the girl who was serving him, would chatter and say some nonsense at home...
Do that without saying anything?
He suddenly felt a little bored.
Xue Chongxun was too lazy to pay attention to her. Although she was born in a good family from the Cheng family, the Cheng family has disappeared and left the power stage. What's the point of being noble?
He then took off his clothes and complained: It would be better to get a maid in and serve me.
What is the difference between me and a maid?Cheng Ting finally said something, hesitated for a moment, then walked up to undress Xue Chongxun.
Because she was untiing Xue Chongxun's belt, when Xue Chongxun raised her head, she happened to see her side face and ears. A few strands of hair fell off her fair ears, which looked particularly beautiful against her jade-like ears.
Xue Chongxun smelled a faint fragrance that was floating from her.
He smiled and said, "I thought I had chosen a mute."
Cheng Ting stopped talking again and did her own thing silently. After serving Xue Chongxun to bed, she began to take off her outer shirt. At this moment, Xue Chongxun suddenly saw a large drop of crystal tears dripping from her big eyes, dripping onto her white naked shoulders that had just been exposed, and then disappeared...
It was like a drop of water dripping into the lake and quickly turned into a color.
The smile on Xue Chongxun's face disappeared bit by bit and he said in a daze: Why are you crying?Don't want to serve me?
Cheng Ting smiled bitterly and choked and said: I am willing, why don’t I be willing? Sooner or later, I will be like this. I am fortunately not too late to serve Your Highness…
Xue Chongxun said: Don’t take it off, there is a bed opposite, where do you sleep?
Cheng Ting looked at Xue Chongxun's black face with tears in her eyes and said: Why, did I cry and influence my husband's elegance?Do you regret it?
What do I regret?Xue Chongxun said casually.
Cheng Ting said: There were so many beautiful women in the palace for you to choose from, and you must regret why you chose me.
Xue Chongxun shook his head and sighed: You don’t have to worry about these things. I won’t sue you. OK... I’m not so tolerant to everyone. You remind me of a friend and I can’t bear it for a moment. Go to bed and stop crying.
After hearing this, Cheng Ting seemed to be no longer sad, and she wiped away her tears with her sleeves. This action was very cute and cute. She was not a pretentious girl.
She asked curiously: Why did I remind Langjun of that friend? Are there any similarities?
Xue Chongxun happened to be in a better mood tonight and was more patient, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the edge of the bed: Sit down, I'll tell you her story.
Cheng Ting was stunned for a moment, realizing that Xue Chongxun was afraid to resist her, and there was nothing to worry about, so she sat on the edge of the bed.
Xue Chongxun thought and said: Her name is Meng Xiaoyu, she is a brothel singer... He asked Meng Xiaoyu how he helped Xiao Heng get the Jinshi exam, how infatuated, how he waited hard, but what he waited for was a glass of poisonous wine.
After the story was finished, both of them sat on the bed and were silent for a long time.Finally, Xue Chongxun broke the silence and shook his head and said: Xiaoyu is too stupid, even more stupid than Du Shiniang.
Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked in a low voice: Who is Du Shiniang? Is she also a singing girl?The husband is really romantic and unruly.
Du Shiniang is indeed a singing girl...but Xue Chongxun seems to be unable to know her.He couldn't explain it, so he smiled and said: I remembered a song about Du Shiniang. I taught you, and you sang it to me.
……
Under the lonely lamp, I was sitting in the cabin alone.I, Du Shiniang, were waiting for my husband in the cabin.Suddenly, I heard someone called Du Shiniang outside the window.I held the window railing and looked around, why didn’t I see my husband... My husband, are you so bored? If you are so bored, tell me, Ten Niang, I will relieve your sorrows; My husband, do you miss your parents; If you miss your parents, tell me, Ten Niang, I will go back to your hometown with you...
Cheng Ting sang, shed tears again. This woman was indeed made of water.
After singing the song, she suddenly pounced on Xue Chongxun's shoulder and started crying, making Xue Chongxun's white underwear wet, and it was cold to touch her skin.
Xue Chongxun patted her shoulder gently and comforted: OK, okay, crying so sadly is just a song.
Cheng Ting choked and said: Is Du Shiniang real in this song?
Xue Chongxun pondered: I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Others say it's true, but I haven't seen it... Okay, we don't know her, so don't care.I'm a little tired, go to bed, you sleep on the bed opposite you.
Cheng Ting let go of Xue Chongxun. Seeing that his clothes were wet with her cry, her face suddenly turned red, she stood up and said: I'll get a piece of clothes and change it to the husband.
When she lowered her head and took off Xue Chongxun's underwear, Xue Chongxun's nose almost touched her hair, and she immediately smelled a scent of spice. He had always mistakenly thought it was feminine.
At this time, Cheng Ting saw the gauze on Xue Chongxun’s chest, and hurriedly raised her head and said: Doesn’t it matter?
Xue Chongxun shook his head: I was shot by someone and almost lost my life, but now it's okay.
Her fingers gently slid across Xue Chongxun's strong chest muscles, and her face turned red again.
During dinner, Xue Chongxun drank a lot of wine. At this time, his eyelids were fighting. He really didn't have much thought when he was tired. After changing clothes, he pulled the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep. Within a stick of incense, he snored softly and didn't care about Cheng Ting's actions.
Cheng Ting looked at the bed opposite Xue Chongxun just now, and then looked back at Xue Chongxun's quiet face. He slept soundly, but she was not sleepy at all.
As she looked at it, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently placed it on Xue Chongxun's face. His face was a little dark, but his two sword eyebrows were fluttering and heroic, his nose was high, and his lips were thick. The more Cheng Ting looked at it, she felt that this man was becoming more and more pleasing to her.
……
Cheng Ting herself didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that she was covered with a quilt but she didn't take off her clothes. She lay on the bed with her body. She hurriedly got up and found that the bed was Xue Chongxun's bed, and he was gone.
Cheng Ting felt a little sad. She didn't know what was going on. She was just a man she had met for the first time, and she would not be able to meet again in the future. The status was too great.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a magnificent sound of reading suddenly came from outside the door: Qin Xiaogong was in charge of the solidity of the treasury, and he was in charge of the land of Yongzhou. The king and his ministers were able to stick to the Zhou chamber, sweeping the world, covering the world, covering the four seas, and swallowing the eight wildernesses.When it is...
Isn’t this Xue Lang’s voice?
He hasn't left yet.
Cheng Ting hurriedly found a comb, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and combed her messy black hair.
After sorting out her appearance, she walked out the door and saw Xue Chongxun standing on a stone bridge on a stream, reading aloud.
After a while, after reading Qin Lu, he put down the book, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, sometimes tilting his head to sigh, sometimes tilting his head to ponder, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cheng Ting walked slowly over and said softly behind him: The land of Guanzhong is like the head of a dragon and the ridge of China. According to Guanzhong, the powerful soldiers in Guanzhong, Hedong and Henan can control the world, so the capital of our Tang Dynasty is located in Chang'an, with the Qin people as the foundation.
After hearing this, Xue Chongxun turned around, looked at her in surprise, and couldn't help but say: I've got some insight... Ah, I almost forgot that you are from the Cheng family, haha.
His shallow knowledge made the husband laugh.Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked, "Are you hungry?"
You said this and you are really hungry. Let’s have a meal first.Xue Chongxun smiled.
After the husband arrived in the room, I went to ask my servants to have breakfast.
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