Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 73

But it was early morning when Qianmei woke up, and the bedside was already empty.

When she slid off the bed with her sore waist, she saw Tang Tianxiao was fully dressed, standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back, looking out at the blue sky and light clouds, her handsome face was ethereal and tranquil.

Su often walks in the palace, he only wears the homely apricot yellow robe.

Even when walking in the busy city, if people don't notice the golden coiled dragon on the cuffs, they will only regard him as a scholarly son of an aristocratic family.

In fact, he is not like an emperor, but more like a literati in the south of the Yangtze River who does whatever he wants. When he is happy, he drinks wine to the moon, and when he is in love, he brings beautiful flowers... Such a happy and happy life is better than a god.

That's it.

But Qian Mei was only wearing her socks, she tiptoed to behind him, stood on tiptoe, and covered his eyes with her hands.

His face was soft under her palm, and she could even feel his gentle smile lines gently rising under her palm.

He put his backhand on her soft waist and said with a smile, "Qianmei, who do you want me to guess?"

Ke Qianmei suppressed her throat, and answered slowly in a soft and soft voice: "Tianxiao, I am Qingwu."

Tang Tianxiao froze, slapped her hand away suddenly, turned around and said sullenly: "Is it interesting to keep mentioning her to me?"

But Qian Mei was stunned, and suddenly became angry, and said with a wave of her hand: "Is it not allowed to joke with you? Well, I won't mention her, and if you have the ability, don't mention her in your own heart!"

"Who mentioned her?"

Tang Tianxiao was annoyed, "How dare you get angry with me after causing a lot of trouble! You are too courageous!"

But Qian Mei's eye circles turned red, she squinted at him, and after a while she put on her clothes, went to the dressing table to comb her hair, and never looked at him again.

Tang Tianxiao's anger did not last long.

When Ke Qianmei was wearing her long hair and turned her face away to wipe her eyes, he had already walked over, sat beside her for a moment of silence, took the silver comb from the dressing table and put it in the mirror case.

Ke Qianmei choked with sobs and sneered: "Well, I am not worthy of using the things that Concubine Ning Shu used."

Tang Tianxiao didn't answer, but took out a very ordinary mahogany comb from his arms, grabbed her hand, and put it in her palm.

But Qian Mei looked at the comb and felt it looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she saw it before.

Tang Tianxiao looked at her calmly, and said slowly: "There is a custom in the Central Plains, I'm afraid you don't know it."

"What custom?"

"On the second day after the newlyweds get married, the combs combed by the bride will be kept. Until a long, long, long time later, when two people are old, one of them will go first, and the remaining one will fold the combs used when they got married. Make two halves, put one half into the coffin, and keep the other half, until the other one also goes and brings half a comb to be buried with his lover, and this comb will be regarded as a complete life."

When he narrated, his voice was very gentle, but Ke Qianmei listened quietly, holding the comb in her palm, she seemed to be fascinated by it.

A very ordinary comb, with the pattern of flowing clouds engraved on the semicircular ridge, but there are only a few strokes, but it is simple and smooth, and it seems a little leisurely when you look closely.

Sure enough, it was the one she used on the second day when the two slept together in the mountains.

Her lips moved, and she whispered: "When are you going to find this comb and prepare to keep it for coaxing me?"

Tang Tianxiao chuckled, "I was ready to coax you a long time ago, so I hid it at that time. Not only did I hide this! I also left one thing to coax you."

But when Qianmei opened her eyes wide and looked at him, he had already lowered his head, took off the purse that he always wore around his waist, and handed it to her.

"open to take a look."

It's just an ordinary purse with moon white satin, it's just for the imperial use, and the workmanship is always exquisite.

Under the faint luster, there are embroidered twigs, lovebirds, green leaves and red wings, which are extremely beautiful and meaningful.

But Qianmei untied her purse suspiciously, and saw a familiar agate bead coming out.

Hold it with your fingertips, and gently pull it, it turns out to be a concentric knot.

The soft black hair is braided in a simple style, and the lower end is tied with a red ribbon embellished with agate beads.

Her heart suddenly jumped violently, beating like a drum, almost bursting out of her chest.

She could recognize the agate ribbon at a glance as the one she lost after getting up that day, and what about the hair?

She once cut off a section of her own hair, and at the price of a sweet heart, she once cut off a section of his hair.

On the second day, the agate ribbon disappeared, her hair on the table, and his hair on the ground also disappeared.

She suffered that heart-warming foot, and was seriously injured later on the mountain, so she never asked about the whereabouts of her hair.

Now, it was a neat and delicate concentric knot in the palm of her hand.

Concentric knot hair, knot hair concentric.

Did he pack it up quietly and buckle it around his waist every day?
Tang Tianxiao smiled and said, "Is this concentric knot well-tied? I've seen people tie knots before, and I don't know how many tricks, but I only remember this one. It took more than ten times to tie it like this. Ask Jin Qi, It's pretty pretty. What do you think?"

"Pretty...beautiful."

But Qianmei's voice was a little hoarse, as if she was still choking up her sobs, her eyes were glistening with water vapor, but she bent upwards, "I've never seen such a beautiful concentric knot."

As she spoke, she carefully put the concentric knot back into her purse, bowed her head and fastened it to her waist.

Tang Tianxiao hurriedly reached out to grab it, "Hey, that's mine."

She fled away in a blink of an eye, raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's mine, you just gave it to me."

"I just showed you a glance, when will I tell you?"

"You just said that you kept something to coax me. Since you kept it to coax me, it naturally belongs to me, right?"

Tang Tianxiao was speechless, and it took a while before he said: "Forget it, keep it as you please, don't lose it."

Ke Qianmei nodded, "I won't lose it... maybe you will lose it? With so many concubines of yours, how many people have you left combs and tied knots?"

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(End of this chapter)