As soon as I took the letter, I saw several palace maids walking over from the other end of the corridor, but they did not approach, but stopped at a place not far or near, and looked here carefully and anxiously. Yang Jinqiao met my gaze and looked back, and his eyes were immediately covered with a layer of haze.

The time is here.

It's time for her to return to the palace.

Now she is no longer the Miss Yang family before, nor is she the free and easy wife of Jin Qiao. Even if she came to her sister's wedding to watch the ceremony today, I thought she had discussed it with Pei Yuanhao. Pei Yuanhao naturally gave this Concubine Ning the face, but it was impossible to give her too much freedom. When the time comes, the kite is like being pulled by an invisible string.

It's time to go back.

Yang Jinqiao couldn't help but sighed secretly. She turned her head to look at me again. There seemed to be a lot of worries and even sorrow in her eyes. After a while of silence, she suddenly said, "Everything, be careful yourself."

I lowered my head: "Thank you, Empress Ning."

"Before and after the New Year, Nangong Lizhu will probably be restored. If you are outside the palace, don't take it lightly."

"yes."

When I heard this, my mood became even more and more gloomy. I looked up at her and said softly: "Empress Ning, what's happening to Miaoyan--"

"The emperor has always been in charge of her affairs," she probably knew that I would definitely mention Miaoyan's matter. Before I could finish asking, she said calmly: "Even the queen can't interfere. I think Nangong Lizhu has little chance of being able to move Princess Miaoyan."

“…”

"But the more you do this, the more you should be careful."

I nodded.

She looked at me and seemed to have a lot to say, but it was too late at this time. The little palace maids were probably worried that they would be punished if they returned to the palace late, so they could only walk here with the courage. One of them said carefully: "Empress, it's time to go back to the palace."

Yang Jinqiao frowned slightly, and finally glanced at me, but said nothing, and just sighed silently.

Then, she turned and left.

I stood there, watching her back disappear at the end of the corridor without moving. It was getting darker. I could hear the sound of Ning Fei coming out and everyone kneeling to show her off. I could also hear the banquet start again after she left. Everyone's laughter and joy, the evening breeze became more and more bitter, and cooled my fingertips. At this time, a tall figure slowly walked over from one end of the corridor.

It is the Taishi who is the saying of bai.

In the night, his eyes were as bright as two beacons.

He walked up to me and stood still: "Miss Yan."

"Master Taishi."

"Ms. Yan isn't going out? Today, I heard that Miss Yan has arranged it. I want to toast Miss Yan with a glass of wine."

"You are polite, you should be the junior toasting you."

"Today is Yanqiu's great joy, let's not talk about seniority. Miss Yan, please."

"Please, Grand Master."

He turned slightly, and I walked over with a smile. As I walked past him, my fingers hidden in my sleeves slightly retracted, clenched the letter more and more, and stuffed it back into my sleeves.

The wedding of Wu Yanqiu and Yang Jinyao can be regarded as a great event in the capital or in the court. Many officials were present, and the Grand Tutor was even in charge. All the guests were laughing and cheering while drinking and drinking.

And I was indeed relieved. After all, I could see a girl like Yang Jinyao waiting for her happiness, without being summoned to the palace, without having to experience those intrigues, and without having to cast a haze on her smile from now on. All of this is what I enjoyed, so I was in a very happy mood. I drank three drinks of wine with the words "Fishing the Word" and the people around me cheered loudly.

Next, I drank wine with a few people I used to know, and gradually I felt a smell of alcohol rising. Even without a mirror, I could feel my cheeks flushing.

Finally, the banquet ended.

I forced myself to support myself and explained the last few words. Chang Yanbai also felt that I had measured it, so he told Caiwei beside me to help me go back first. When he walked to the door, Du Yan and Lao Xia had already arrived in the carriage. Tai Shi Chang recognized Du Yan at a glance, looked him up and down, Du Yan hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and bowed, "Gourmet to Lord Chang."

"So you found a good place."

"Don't dare."

Chang Yanbai looked back at me and said with a smile: "Is Miss Yan okay?"

"I'm sorry, Master Taishi, I've sent it to you."

"You're welcome. Miss Yan is about to go back."

"Goodbye."

I reached out for Caiwei to support it, and Du Yan also supported it from behind, and finally got on the carriage. Caiwei followed it in, the curtain fell slowly, and he heard Lao Xia whip outside, and the carriage swaying forward.

Caiwei sat beside me, constantly stretched out her hand to stroke my shoulder, and said softly: "Madam, do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?"

I looked at her and suddenly laughed.

With this smile, the alcohol on his face disappeared and the eyes became clear.

Caiwei immediately looked at me in surprise: "Madam, you-are you not drunk?"

I slowly raised my body. Although I was drinking it tightly before and there was no real excessive amount, I was still a little drowsy when I was soaking in a little bit of alcohol. I pinched the bridge of my nose and asked Caiwei to help me rub the acupoints on both sides of my forehead to relieve it. Caiwei knelt behind me and said with a smile: "It turns out that Madam is a lie, you are not drunk at all."

I smiled and said, "There are so many people at the wedding banquet who like to get people to drink. If you don't want to be really drunk, of course you can only pretend to be drunk."

"The lady pretends to be like her."

I laughed, and recalled the groom who pretended to be drunk. He was the one who pretended to be the most similar to him. He almost even deceived the bride. Perhaps, if he wanted to deceive me again, he could also deceive me.

More likely, I was deceived by him and didn't know.

Thinking of this, I smiled faintly.

Caiwei turned her head and looked at my smile with a little bleak meaning. I didn't know what I thought of. After a while, listening to the sound of the wheels hitting the stone road, it seemed even more silent on such a quiet night. She said softly: "Mrs. I've drunk so much wine. Is it still uncomfortable, right? Will I go back to the kitchen and make a bowl of sober soup?"

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I agreed and stopped talking. I sat cross-legged there, like an old monk entering a meditation. Caiwei kept rubbing my forehead. After a while, the car finally stopped at the door. Lao Zhu was still coming to the door. When he saw that we were back, he hurried out to greet him. I asked Du Yan and Lao Zhu to close the door, and Caiwei helped him back to the house.

As soon as he returned to the house, Caiwei had just taken off the gesture on my head, and Xiao Ni and the others brought sobering soup. Caiwei smiled and said, "You two are smart today, and you will know before you can tell me."

Xiao Ni said: "It was explained by Sister Shuixiu before going to bed."

Caiwei and I looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

When they all left, I washed up and sat down by the bed. Caiwei asked, "Madam, is there anything else to explain?"

"It's okay, you can go down and rest."

"yes."

After saying that, she also stepped back and closed the door.

The room suddenly became quiet.

I sat by the bed, using hot water when I was washing my face, and I was a little drowsy at this time. After a while, I finally felt the vision in front of me awake a little, and then I slowly took out the letter.

Under the swaying candlelight, the letter paper showed a strange yellowish color.

I unfolded bit by bit, and Yang Jinqiao's handwriting also caught my eye bit by bit.

Her handwriting is Yang Yunhui's words-

Jin Qiao's wife:

Good luck when you see the faith.

In a blink of an eye, several months have passed in Xichuan. Shu is cold and wet, which is very different from the weather in Beijing. For some reason, my knee pain always hurts. The knee pads you sent you last time were thicker and softer than usual. I don’t feel any pain in the area, it’s like a good medicine.

The scenery of Shu is also very different from that of the Central Plains. The people here speak in a gentle accent, which makes people feel very strange, especially when women scold their husbands, which makes me feel unlimited in style. I heard that Shu has been enlightened late, and although the rules of the Central Plains have been introduced, old habits are difficult to get rid of. There are many women here, and in addition, they are irritable and irritable. If they are not satisfied, they scold the men at home. Whenever they see and hear, they feel quite interesting.

I wonder if this will happen when you scold me when you are old in the future.

When the previous letter was sent, we had already left Chengdu. It was rainy and rainy. There were many mountain roads in Shu, wet and slippery, and it was difficult to walk. It took us more than a month to reach Sanjiangkou. Due to time, the boat has not arrived yet. I have been waiting here for several days. Every day, I live in an inn. Listening to the rain falling from the eaves, it is very interesting. The tea in this inn is also very special. The ordinary tea is broken overnight, but the tea in this family must be overnight, and the color and taste are produced. The more you drink, the more you taste, I think you will like it, so I bought some and sent it to you.

Some were sent to my father's place.

I know you still have grudges in your heart, but my father is old. In the letter he sent a few days ago, his tone was much softer. I think there is room for correction between you and me. These days, I always hear the Sanjiangkou singing, and the sound of the clouds is clear and far away, which makes people happy to hear it. I can't help but feel a sense of purity in my heart. I think that life is like a hundred years, like Bai Jun, fighting for fame and fortune is a waste, getting up early and sleeping late; indulging in the mountains and rivers is a waste, and being free and carefree is a waste; looking back half a life, my mind is in vain, and I suddenly realize that my hands are empty.

The war in Dongzhou is very urgent. I will follow His Majesty the Emperor to command. When the matter in Dongzhou is over, I will hand in my resignation and leave you with you. From then on, no matter the south and north of the Yangtze River, the capital of Chengdu, no matter what the prince’s life experience or the royal plans, it will have nothing to do with us.

Jin Qiao is my wife, waiting for me to return.
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