Concubine can't do it

Chapter 21 She in the dream
Dong Chunxiao looked at her with misty drunken eyes, pointed at her and said, "I know you want me. But I... I don't need it! Don't you think it's ridiculous? You and him even have a child, but still With that compassionate look, let me be his first wife, why are you willing to be a little girl..."

"Mother Dong," Hua Zhengxuan frowned and stopped Dong Chunxiao, who was about to drink himself again, "Don't drink, the wine will hurt your health, Master Jun is waiting."

"Don't stop me!" Dong Chunxiao pulled his hand away abruptly, and the jug in his hand flew out and hit the painting.A vivid painting was ruined when it was soaked with wine.Dong Chunxiao stared blankly for a while, then suddenly pounced on him, and pressed his face to the painting, tears streaming down his face: "Brother An! I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it! You only left this painting, I Not intentional!"

But she cried for a while, but she laughed again, "It doesn't matter if it's ruined, it doesn't matter if it's ruined... don't worry, anyway, you never loved me..."

She cried and laughed, and said to herself like crazy, "Brother An, she also came here with me. She... she is spotless in your eyes and has also received guests. If it is dirty, don't you Love her? It's ridiculous...It's ridiculous...She doesn't love you without me, otherwise, how could she come and hang out with me in this dirty place when she knows you like clean women? Ah, and you guys Your son has grown up, he is really like you...I should hate him, but I can't bear to..."

Hua Zhengxuan stood there looking at her, and heaved a long sigh.

Although she only had a rough idea of ​​the mess, she could tell just by looking at her. If she wasn't extremely sad, how could such a strong woman cry like this on weekdays.

She went over to help Dong Chunxiao who was drunk and turned into a puddle of mud, "Mother Dong, you are drunk, let me help you to rest."

Dong Chunxiao was lifted up by her, and she stumbled and lay on the bed, still holding her arm and staring at her absent-mindedly, "Xu'er, why did you become shorter...you became smaller...you changed back? You She was still pretty when I was young, always standing behind me... Let's never fall in love with men again, shall we? Brother An is gone, if you are not here...I...I..."

If a person who has always been proud becomes humble, it will be even more distressing.Hua Zhengxuan stood by the bed, looking at his sleeves being pulled, unable to express how bitter the feeling in his heart was.

Since ancient times, it is mostly women who devote their lives to men but fail to end well.As many men have three wives and four concubines, there will be double the number of women who stay alone all day.Even if you meet someone who loves you, you will inevitably be left behind when your face grows old, and there is nothing you can do.

But her mother was abandoned just because she gave birth to her ugly daughter, and her father found a woman in a blink of an eye, gave birth to a beautiful daughter, and took the same name as her, found a marriage contract that was destroyed by fire With this excuse, she married her younger sister into the Rong family and lived a wealthy life.

Although the word love is terrible, there are still many women who stumble and yearn for that bit of hope like moths flying to a flame.

"Mother Dong, rest first, Mr. Jun, leave it to me." After Hua Zhengxuan finished speaking, he picked up the jug rolled under his feet and put it on the table.

Dong Chunxiao was still sobbing on the bed, murmuring: "Xu'er, we don't want to fall in love with men anymore...nor in the next life..."

Hua Zhengxuan stopped talking, and closed the door softly after going out.

Jun Qingchen has been waiting in the room for a while.After all, it is a difficult job to gather many girls together.But seeing Hua Zhengxuan entered the room alone and closed the door, he immediately frowned and asked, "Why are you the only one?"

Hua Zhengxuan said: "Mother Dong, who is in charge of the records of accompanying guests, is drunk and cannot find what you want for the time being. You can come back the next day."

"The next day? Do you think I'm free?"

Isn't he free?

Hua Zhengxuan rolled his eyes twice in his heart, and smiled on his face: "I have to be negligent today, I'm really sorry. If Mr. Jun has any other requests, you can ask my concubine first."

Jun Qingchen sat on her bed with a big thorn, "You can do it if you mention it?"

Hua Zhengxuan twitched the corners of his eyes, "I try to be as good as possible."

Jun Qingchen casually nodded twice, and looked at her with pursed lips, "Since you know how to play the piano, then play two pieces for me. Guqin has been introduced for three or four years, yet the girl from Yanzhilou still None of them are worth it. I heard that you are a small head card because of your piano skills, please don't let me down. If I am disappointed, you understand."

I understand, she understands just by looking at his fierce eyes...

Hua Zhengxuan thought for a while, then knelt down to the bedside to beat his legs.

Jun Qingchen raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I let you play the piano? What are you doing?"

"Young master, don't be in a hurry, relax your body first, and wait for the concubine to do some preparations."

Jun Qingchen was silent, and let her hammer it.

Hua Zhengxuan beat his legs for a while, then sat beside him and pinched his shoulders.Whether the strength is comfortable or not, you can tell by looking at his expression.

Seeing that, Hua Zhengxuan was a little relieved in his heart.

"My lord, you lie down first." After she finished speaking, she stood up and lowered half of the bed curtain.

"What are you doing?" Jun Qingchen became vigilant, moved a little to the side, and put aside his unfriendly tone, like a girl who is guarding against being violated.

Hua Zhengxuan smiled: "Seeing that you are a little restless and impetuous, I plan to introduce you a scent of soothing incense first, then massage your body to relax you, and then play a tune to lull you to sleep."

But Jun Qingchen said: "I sleep pretty well on weekdays, and I can sleep until dawn without you doing these things."

Hua Zhengxuan stood up directly and went to the dressing table to get the incense, "Sleeping for a long time does not mean that you slept well. You should know this truth better than my concubine."

Jun Qingchen stopped talking.He just stared at Hua Zhengxuan, watching her pick out a light blue spice from a separate small drawer in the middle of the dressing table, burn it, and throw it into the incense burner.

"This incense is homemade by my friend. After using it for a few days, I feel that the effect is very good. Not only can I sleep soundly, but I also feel refreshed after waking up."

Green smoke curled up, and the aroma slowly spread to every corner of the room.Hua Zhengxuan sat back on the bed, applied some ointment on his fingers, and gently massaged Jun Qingchen's temples.

The cool feeling seems to be able to spread to the limbs, so that people's tense nerves can be relaxed.The gentle force was like a soft tune, which made him feel comfortable and at ease, and the irritability in his heart was much less.

Forget all the unpleasant things.Forget about his successors, about his family property disputes, about his position as king of cloud... He just wants to spend some time quietly with the girl he is happy in, draw a picture for her, and bask in the sun with his arms around her.

How long has it been since this piece of pure land in my heart appeared in front of his eyes?

In a blur of consciousness, it seems that there is a little tune in the distance that is melodious around his world.It's high but not exciting, low but not heavy, not very cheerful but it makes people listen very relaxed and comfortable.

His whole world seemed to be showered with a bowl of refreshing soothing soup.A graceful figure sits cross-legged on a boulder beside the gurgling water, plucking the strings with the gentle wind.The breeze blew up her black hair and cloak, and the beauty of the scenery made his hands itch.

Fortunately, the dream is his. When he wants to see this beautiful scene, he has more paper and pen in his hand.Excitedly, he grabbed the pen and paper and found a flat place where he began to splash ink. Instead, he painted the peaceful and elegant picture with a majestic flavor, and put the woman in the picture into the turbulent torrent. The big rock was able to settle down, but she faced it calmly, playing her own tune with all her concentration.

With the last touch, the sound of the piano is coming to an end.The woman slowly raised her face and looked at him, and he also raised his head, but said in surprise: "Why is it you?"

The woman smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling, she hugged the piano and bowed to him, "I'm a concubine, fortunately I don't disgrace my life."

(End of this chapter)