Qingchuan History

Chapter 254 Overnight at the Hall of Turning the Lanterns ([-])
The bathing place of Wan Lan Temple is not a bathtub, but a bathing pool.

The mist was vast, the water was swaying, and Ruan Xueyin was immersed in the huge pool of warm water, giving birth to the illusion of being pulled into the deep sea again.

Like last night.

He sucked her earlobe and said in a hoarse voice:
will be uncomfortable.I try to be as light as possible.

Where is not very comfortable.

It hurts.Very.

She is a practitioner of medicine, so it's not that she was unprepared, but she completely exceeded expectations, and she didn't recover for a long time.

It's always shallow on paper.

Thinking like this, I suddenly felt that the temperature of the water also rose, and my whole body began to feel hot again.

"Need to add some cold water. It's too hot," she said.

Yunxi stretched out her hand and tried it lightly, "It's not hot. Madam washes it much hotter than this on weekdays."

Like Jing Tingge, Ruan Xueyin is afraid of the cold, and the temperature of the bath water is higher than that of ordinary people.

"That's because you soaked for too long. Get up." She was really out of breath, since she came back from yesterday to this time, she has already bathed twice in only eight or nine hours.And didn't eat much at all, and finally felt hungry at this moment.

So she got out of the pool, dried herself, dressed neatly, stood in front of the mirror and let Yunxi wipe her hair.

Then she saw the powder marks on her neck.There are light and deep, and some are faintly purple.

She stayed for a while without saying a word.But it should be because her expression is not right, Yunxi sensed it, followed her line of sight, and understood.

"Ma'am, don't worry. The servants took a closer look in the bath. There is nothing serious. Go back and apply some plaster and it will be healed in a few days. Fortunately, most of them are hidden by the clothes and skirts. It's winter again. It's better to wear a neckline like this on the neck." Even tall clothes can cover it up."

Most of them are covered by clothes and skirts.

Ruan Xueyin froze on the spot, unable to answer the conversation at all, and could no longer look directly at Yunxi.

Such a private matter has completely fallen into the eyes of a third person. Is there no privacy in the royal family and the aristocratic family?
There is no privacy at all.You need someone to take care of everything, and you need someone to help you take a bath. How can you hide things?

She felt like a lump in her throat, her face turned white and red, and finally she started to blame Gu Xinglang in her heart.

Why can't this person, a little restraint?

Gu Xinglang felt that he was very restrained.After the morning court, he left the palace non-stop, approaching noon, and finally returned to the palace after finishing his morning schedule, and finally he was able to rest his mind.

Then I remembered the aggrieved last night.

Really aggrieved.On the verge of losing control several times, he wanted to lose that restraint.

But when she came back from the exhaustion, she said she was sleepy early in the morning, and it was the first time. He was really reluctant, afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

If you can't bear her, you can only give up yourself.He tensed half of the strings the whole time, trying to maintain three points of reason, not too heavy, not too hasty, not tormenting her for too long.

As a result, he let people go for an hour at most, and less than half of the anger that had accumulated for half a year was released.

Extremely aggrieved.

But there is no negotiating tonight.he thought silently.Let her rest, and let her sleep until she wakes up naturally. Today, the whole day is enough for her to eat, drink, nourish and adjust her state.

He could do whatever he wanted tonight.Never give up.

Thinking of it this way, the aggrieved man finally got some relief.

Di Yan has been following him all morning, but he still hasn't found a chance to talk about Xue Deng.But of course he had to be reminded that the report from outside the palace in the morning indicated that the whole Qingchuan had been blown up, so he had to ask him for a will.

"Your Majesty," he hesitated, not wanting to disturb his rest, and finally felt that he could not procrastinate any longer, "Listen to the snow light on, Qingchuan's discussion is boiling, how should we deal with it?"

Gu Xinglang was startled: "What?"

Diyan blinked, "Well, didn't the lamps be lit last night? Weichen just asked, is there any follow-up matter to follow up?"

He was worried, secretly thinking that this person is broken?Or did he simply forget that what happened last night would trigger Qi Gong to light the lamp?Can't.

Gu Xinglang really forgot.

At least he hadn't thought of this at all when his blood rushed to his head last night and hugged him into the bed curtain.

He woke up this morning to hear that the snow lanterns had gone out, he was busy going to court and hurried out of the palace, thinking about it now, the atmosphere in the camps in the morning was a bit strange.

It turned on the lights.

It's not that he can't light a lamp for her, there is nothing to regret; but this matter is important, and he doesn't want to announce such a private matter to the world in this way.

Regarding Taizu's rules of lighting lamps, as an heir, he naturally understands its logic, but due to differences in concepts, he always has reservations.

Doesn't lighting up a lamp when something happens tell the world what he's doing at that moment?He is very uncomfortable with such an overly charming and imaginative approach, and feels that the only part of himself has been invaded.

His faint and unknown rejection of the throne over the years is also related to this reason that he has almost no self.

"There's nothing to deal with." He said, "Ordinary people just watch the fun and have fun after dinner. As long as the words are not too outrageous, let them talk. It's Suoning City." He paused, "Yin Gong Keep a close eye on him and Wei Gong, especially Ruan Bi, to see how he reacts."

He thought about it again, and frowned slightly: "We still have to pay attention to it for a while. What kind of wind blows among the people, what is the general attitude and opinion of the people, you should know clearly; the court and the military camp should also be explored."

But it has to be dealt with.He sighed.

Diyan also sighed, secretly thinking about such an important matter, how could he just let it go, he couldn't even run away.Last night he acted with a blank face for a long time, and it was also because of this consideration.

But ancestral rules cannot be broken.There is no choice but to execute.

After noon, Ruan Xueyin left the Lantern Hall, and Gu Xinglang came back, the two of them happened to miss it.

Gu Xinglang entered the gate of the palace, and all the palace people were in their positions, performing their duties, calm and daily.

However, the jubilant, profound, tacit understanding and refreshing atmosphere on happy occasions still filled the entire vestibule.

Who is the one who is in good spirits on happy occasions?Why are they all happier than themselves?Lighting up a little silly?

He was forced to feel the atmosphere in the courtyard, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him. He was about to pass through quickly, but after walking for a long time, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the people in the garden, saying:
"Is it good to hear the snow lantern?"

He really didn't see it, he didn't see it, and he was very curious.

Everyone was secretly having fun, secretly harboring a heart for daydream and discussion, and let the king ask such an open question, they all jumped twice, quickly stopped their work, and knelt down on the ground.

"I ask you, how is the lighting scene? Is it good or not? Why don't you kneel without answering half a sentence?"

Who dares to answer?Who knows whether it should look good or not?Di Yan was sluggish, and for the first time, he couldn't figure out his mind, thought for a while and said:

"Your Majesty is asking you, to tell the truth. Usually everyone is eloquent, but when it's time to answer, they are all dumb?" Saying this, he turned to Gu Xinglang, "No wonder, Your Majesty, everyone has been up all night. Your brain doesn't work very well."

Gu Xinglang was also a little caught off guard, secretly thinking that these people stayed up all night just to watch the lights?Is it worth watching for so long?

Even if the people in the Palace of Turning Lantern are like this, what about other places in the palace?What about in Jidu city?
So he was in there with her—

Are these people just standing here looking at the lights?The entire imperial city has been awake?Thousands of people are well aware of what is happening in the dormitory?

Until they both fell asleep, the palace full of people still didn't sleep?

He was dumbfounded, finally shocked.

What kind of absurd rule did the great grandfather set up? !

It is completely impossible to stand in the court room, completely unable to look directly at the vast crowd in front of you, let alone think about the thousands of people in Qingchuan who have never met before.He forced himself to be calm, turned around with his hands behind his back, and suddenly thought of other questions:
Can the seven layers of gauze curtain in the sleeping hall really isolate all sounds?Did you close the windows last night?

(End of this chapter)