Synopsis: The heroine was sold by her parents to Yangzhou as a thin horse, in order to get out of the predicament, she seized the opportunity to grasp the life-saving straw of Hou Ye and ransomed herself!
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On the outskirts of the city, there is a hot spring villa, which is naturally formed and located on the mountainside, with beautiful and pleasant scenery.
Hearing that Wei Ci was going to take him to the hot springs, Song Yin got up early for the first time, simply packed his bags, and stood by the window to urge silently with his eyes.
Wei Ci was dressed in red today, with half of the butterfly wings embroidered with black thread on his chest, and the bright color lined him with a plump and handsome look, and a moire jade belt was tied around his waist to pinch out a beautiful line.
Song Yin raised his finger and gestured to take a picture, admiring it for a while, and he slowly scooped up the saber and walked out.
On a warm April day, Song Yin rode a docile little white horse, parallel to Wei Ci. Because she had to cooperate with her, the speed was extremely slow, and she was overtaken by many pedestrians along the way.
Out of the city, the mountain peaks rise and the shade of a large area of trees is visible.
Wei Ci stretched out a hand to her: "Come here." ”
Song Yin was accustomed to the style of a gentleman in front of him and a big-tailed wolf in the back, so he obediently handed it over to him, and even found a comfortable position in his broad chest, raised his head slightly, and looked at his white jade statue-like face.
The eyes are hot, and it's hard to ignore them.
Wei Ci clamped the horse's belly, held her and galloped on the sheep intestine path, and reminded loudly: "Look at the scenery." ”
"It's not as good-looking as Childe. She said with a shy face.
If you take into account the love words that Song Yin said, don't mention it, everything around his appearance and posture is mixed with 100% sincerity.
Wei Ci was slightly dissatisfied at the beginning, but now he accepts it calmly. After all, no matter what she loves, she always loves him.
When he arrived at the foot of the villa, Song Yinfang knew that there was a path to the hot spring, and the sedan chair was impassable, so he had to climb it with both feet.
Looking at the lush peak, she took a light breath and asked with a bit of luck, "Do you want to climb up?"
"Nope. Wei Ci corrected, "It's going up." ”
Song Yin lay on the back of the horse, dumbfounded: "If I say that I have the disease that I will faint on the spot if I walk to a high place, do you believe it?"
“...... Shimorai. ”
With a look of death on her face, she lifted her skirt and stepped on the long stone-paved steps.
It takes about three quarters of an hour to walk halfway up the mountain, which is not a long time for Song Yin in her previous life, but she obviously underestimated the strength that she had raised in the deep boudoir for more than ten years, and her calves trembled extremely quickly.
"Childe, I can't walk. ”
Song Yin panted slightly, his white little face was flushed, and his hands wrapped around his arms as support.
Wei Ci rarely walks with women, and he doesn't dislike it, but he has a new understanding of her weak physique. Seeing this, he reluctantly squatted down: "Come up." ”
She was not polite, she quickly climbed onto the young man's back, thoughtfully pinched the muscles at his shoulders and arms, and praised him without hesitation: "Brother Rangchen, you are so manly." ”
"Oh my God."
He walked steadily step by step, the corners of his forehead were dripping with sweat, but his breath was still long, and there was no disorder at all.
Song Yin looked at him stupidly for a moment and kissed his crimson ear.
Wei Ci's back straightened suddenly, glared at her unhappily, and reprimanded: "The sky is blue, be reserved." ”
She pretended not to see the corners of Wei Ci's raised lips, traced his superior nose bone curiously with her fingertips, and asked, "The sky is still bright, are you going to go to the hot springs now?"
"You don't want to learn archery, there's a coaching field in front of you. ”
It turned out that Song Yin mentioned it casually, thinking that a gentleman would learn the six arts, so he asked him what he would do. Unexpectedly, Wei Ci was really proficient in everything, and Dao was three years old and went up to school rain or shine.
Although she couldn't carry it on her shoulders or carry it, she had an energetic heart, so she begged Wei Ci to teach her archery skills in case she needed it.
Today's trip was not a whim, Wei Ci actually polished a small sterling silver bow himself, because of the rush of time, there was no time to carve the lines, but the color was shining like a waning moon.
Song Yin couldn't put it down, tiptoed to kiss him on the chin a few times, and asked seriously: "But take it like this?"
In her previous life, she had joined the archery club, but it was too far away, and now she only has some general impressions. But talking is better than nothing, Wei Ci grabbed her to correct one or two, and it looked quite imposing.
The tip of his nose almost touched Song Yin's round ears, his eyes darkened, and he began to feel like a horse.
Song Yin didn't know anything about this, his eyebrows frowned slightly because of concentration, and according to Wei Ci's teaching, he aimed at the arrow target and let go decisively.
With a "whoosh", he narrowly missed the edge.
She looked back triumphantly, and her tone was full of show-offs: "Look, how talented I am, I will definitely hit the heart in time." ”
The beautiful facial features add bright waves and become vivid.
Wei Ci bowed his head expressionlessly, and suddenly felt that it was not enough, and then hugged her waist, and ate two lips like juice dripping from the edge of a sucking cup.
"Woo-"
Song Yin was kissed so much that her ears almost smoked, broke free from his embrace, and complained sweetly, "Don't bother me." ”
With that, the focus returned to archery, shooting quickly and accurately, never hesitating, in contrast to her soft appearance.
Obviously, I had to be bitter when I walked a few more steps, but I practiced without saying a word for half an hour, and gradually, I got closer and closer to the bull's-eye. Wei Ci raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and said, "If you really like it, you can set up a separate piece of land in the mansion and install an arrow target for you to practice." ”
"Okay. Song Yin should go down.
Shi Zhu came out of nowhere, his honest face was full of positive colors, and he presented the letter with both hands: "Childe, the letter has arrived." ”
Recently, the family letters have been written one after another, even though Song Yin deliberately avoided it, he still felt that he smelled the smell of gunsmoke. She didn't have a position to ask, she didn't know, and played with the silver bow in her hand.
Wei Ci quickly swept his eyes, it was his mother who urged him to return to Beijing, saying that his cousin Xia Fangqing would be married in two months.
The implication is that he will put the appointment on the agenda.
In the past, he was not keen on men and women, dancing and playing swords all day long, or playing horses and drinking with three or two friends.
Everyone only thinks that the family is too restricted, but in fact it is not.
Even if Wei's mother was strictly guarded, once Wei Ci stepped out of the mansion, a pile of noble girls came forward and pretended to meet by chance, because he was not a rare woman in the imagination of others.
Purely because he doesn't like women crying and crying, he doesn't like women pretending to be stupid, and he doesn't like women to be smart......
is picky, so that in the midst of thousands of flowers, no one can get into the eyes of Wei Ci, let alone marry a wife and take a concubine.
This Xia family is Wei's mother's own family, and the family is a little lacking, but the children are well-known for their talents and appearances. Wei Ci has heard it a few times, and the left ear goes in and out of the right ear, which is actually regarded as a kind of acquiescence.
He turned his head and glanced at Song Yin, who was stunned on tiptoe, and said in his heart that if he had never been to Jinzhou, he might have been arranged by his parents.
Now I think that if the wife is from the Xia family and will be married to Wei's mother in the future, will the concubine have to be eaten to death?
Although Song Yin is in the nest, she is essentially a delicate woman, and if she really wants to marry a wife, she has to find someone she can overpower.
While pondering, Wei Ci returned the letter to Shi Zhu, and he had no intention of replying to the letter, but he didn't see it.
He grabbed Song Yin, who was a little childish because of his distraction, teased and took two bites, successfully won her attention, and smiled: "What do you want to eat for lunch." ”
Song Yin was more concerned: "Where to eat? It's not far away? Do you still need to climb the mountain? ”
“……”
It wasn't until Wei Ci held her hips firmly and continued to walk towards the mountainside that Fang felt confused in hindsight. Why did he never like it, but when it came to Song Yin, he looked pretty and straightforward?
She swayed her legs gently, her tone was light, and she brushed Wei Ci's ear pinna and praised: "Childe is really powerful, I can walk so fast on my back, it is really Kong Wu is powerful and strong, and I like Childe the most." ”
Wei Ci pierced her thoughts: "The way down the mountain, you go by yourself." ”
Song Yin stared at him, thinking that he was about to say all the praises, what a guy who didn't eat oil and salt.
"Unless. ”
After gasping for breath, Wei Ci's palm moved inward, easily wrapped her, and said leisurely, "You're willing to do something different tonight." ”
She let out a low groan, biting his earlobe with a vengeance, leaving two tooth marks, and burying her head in silence.
The chef has prepared lunch, a dazzling array of Jinzhou specialties, the taste is salty, Song Yin does not hate or love.
Wei Ci thought of her life experience-
Spicy and sweet, not like sour and salty, what should be the characteristics.
He asked coldly, "Do you miss your family?"
Song Yin was in a trance, and the appearance of her parents in the previous life appeared in front of her, but it was obvious that Wei Citi's "family" was her original parents who had only been with her for five or six days.
She said honestly: "I don't remember what they look like, and besides, they sold me without saying a word, if it weren't for luck, maybe they would be forced to welcome guests in Tianxiang Tower now." ”
It's easy to say, as if it's someone else's story.
fell into Wei Ci's ears, but it involved his heart, as if he had been slammed by a big palm, which made his blood hurt.
"In this case, if you know that you are not the biological daughter of the Song family, will you feel better?"
"Oh?" Song Yin's eyes lit up, with a little smugness, "I'll just say, where did they give birth to a daughter as smart and beautiful as me." ”
Wei Ci was amused, rubbed her face with his fingertips, and said softly: "When there was a great drought, the Song family and his wife fled north, and when they returned to Jinzhou, they took you away in infancy. For the rest, I will check slowly when I return to Beijing. ”
"Don't bother. She poked at the white rice, "If it's a family affair, won't it push me into the fire pit?"
What's more, this Song Yin is not another Song Yin, and she can't find a sense of belonging from the "parents" of the Great Ling Dynasty.
Wei bowed: "Okay, you're doing well now." ”
"Yes. ”
When you're gone, you'll be better off.
Seeing that Song Yin smiled at him sincerely, Wei Ci was very useful, and put a piece of crispy lotus root into her bowl.
In ancient times, it was common to marry one's cousin. Moreover, the other party is related to Wei Ci, and he wants to come to the family background and looks good.
Song Yin posed as a jealous woman on weekdays, firstly, she would indeed eat it, and secondly, she hoped that during her short time in Jinzhou, Wei Ci would be able to keep her body and mind clean.
But she never thought it would last forever.
Right now, the noble lady in Beijing put down her body and traveled thousands of miles to create an opportunity to get close to him. If you occupy it again, you will be more or less suspected of ruining people's marriages.
Song Yin deliberately ignored the sourness in his heart, smoothed his frowning brows, and persuaded softly: "The girl's family is tired of traveling and driving, and you still let people eat closed-door soup, it's too ruthless, let's go and see." ”
"Fox Heart?"
Wei Ci took advantage of the situation to drop a kiss on the back of her hand, with a smile in his eyes, "When I first met, I was so cold to you, did I complain?"
"I'll talk to you at night. Song Yin broke free from his arms, lowered his eyes and tidied up his clothes, and pretended to joke, "Childe must not do anything beyond the norm outside, I want a physical examination." ”
The gentle and soft voice, like a spring rain, extinguished most of Wei Ci's fire.
His brow furrowed, he put on his robe, and finally relented to go and see.
However, in this way, it is inconvenient for Song Yin to leave the house recently, so as not to bump into the so-called Miss Cousin and expose her identity in vain.
……
Pinching his fingers and calculating, there is only less than half a month left before Wei resigns and returns to Beijing, Song Yin has mixed joys and sorrows, and he is visibly thinner with the naked eye. Wei Ci looked at it and looked for a reason to send Xia Fangqing away.
He measured everywhere with his palm, twisted his eyebrows and said, "I heard that I am not in the house, and you won't even eat dinner." ”
"The weather was hot and humid and the appetite was not very good. ”
In the few days that he was closed, Song Yin was not idle, and he had two shops under the Tuo Yurui and Peach Red plates. The big one is an embroidery workshop, with Yurui in charge, and the small one is a makeup shop, and Peach has moved in.
Atractylodes found a carpenter to repair it, and Shizhu also bought calligraphy and paintings for decoration. Only the name and inscription remain, and the owner still needs to decide.
Song Yin chose two shop names, namely "Peach Blossom Noodles" and "Embroidered Fusheng".
She knew that Wei Ci was quite accomplished in calligraphy, and the pen was smooth and arbitrary, so she specially inscribed him.
Wei Ci stared at her and drank the tonic soup, and said lightly: "Use a knife to kill chickens." ”
Song Yin pursed his mouth, handed the empty bowl to the maid, went to the table by himself, and said angrily: "I'll write it myself." ”
She is good at copying, and draws his words with a pen, although there is less charm, but the shape is the same. If you don't know each other, you really can't see the difference.
Wei Ci smiled heartily and heartily, his narrow eyes curled like the moon. He raised his palm to caress Song Yin's back buttocks, and said without compromise: "Okay, I'll write it for you." ”
Because of her temperament, Wei Ci was very decisive in writing the words she wanted. Seeing that Song Yin was satisfied, he couldn't help but say, "What do you think, you have a good temper recently." ”
"I've always been of this nature. ”
Song Yin glanced at him, and if she was in the future life, she would have to be more delicate. At the moment, Wei Ci can still come in handy, and she asked with a little flattery, "What kind of makeup is fashionable for women in Beijing?"
Jinzhou is not a rich place, and the "peach blossom face" is very difficult to get out of the way just for women to wear hair and makeup. After all, the rich and noble families have maids to do the work for them, and the poor people have no blessings.
After careful consideration, Song Yin deliberately divided into two gears-
High-end, that is, the fashionable makeup outside Jinzhou as a gimmick to attract generous customers, low-grade, is specially designed for rural women to apply makeup, one to satisfy the love of beauty, and the other to win a good reputation.
After listening to this, Wei Ci lightly tugged at her face with two fingers, and said with no meaning: "There are quite a lot of ghost ideas." ”
Song Yin patted his ass at the right time: "Close to Zhu Zhechi." ”
He was a man, and he didn't know what was fashionable for the nobles in Beijing, so he handed it over to the people below. It only took some time to go back and forth, so I picked up the brush and nodded a little beauty on my chin: "You sit down." ”
Wei's mother once had the title of the first beauty in Beijing, and her identity was extraordinary, and there was no shortage of famous daughters who followed.
Wei Ci drew his mother's favorite style of clothes based on his impression, filled in the blue that Song Yin wore today, and the embroidery pattern appropriated the style of the female relatives in the family.
Patchwork together, but it is also eye-catching.
He said: "My mother and two sisters prefer bright and glamorous winds, and I don't remember any more. Or send someone to send some, and you'll understand. ”
"Thank you, childe. ”
Song Yin looked at his paintings, the lines were casual, and she didn't pay attention to the details because of the rush of time, but she had already outlined her characteristics, so she reached out to take it and said confidently: "Send me!"
Wei Ci grabbed her wrist bone and said in a cool voice, "Don't send it." ”
After speaking, he blew the ink in a grand manner and handed it over to the little maid to frame it.