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Chapter 108 Is it Different?

It's only at night that I enter the weak place.In the city of Bianliang, the lights of thousands of families are held, together with the streets of Xixi, embellishing the summer night of the capital city in the peaceful age.The night market has just opened, and the sound of hawking continues with the excitement of the day, as if it will never be deserted.For those who have just arrived in Bianliang, it is best to take advantage of the night to climb tall buildings and overlook Bianliang.The bright moon above the head, the green shade in the city, the houses are neat and well-arranged, the merchants gather together, and they stay together until night, and the fragrance of wine shops comes with the wind.People say that the prosperity of Bianliang is like a dream. Even if you can't see the palace lined with palaces in the distance, you can still look at the capital city from the tower. It's really a dream of prosperity.But instead of dreaming at a high place, it is better to walk down the stairs, walk away, and be in it, and become a person in the prosperous dream of Bianliang.

Ouyang Li is neither a wanderer nor a stranger.She just went home, but it was like a dream.After three years of absence, everything seems so far away.A few months ago, he quit the Zhuque Building and returned to the capital to report on his duties. Before arriving in Bianliang, he received an imperial decree and was transferred to guard the Empress Dowager on her way to worship Buddha.Today is considered home.She is the youngest girl in the family and was doted on by Ouyang Xiu since she was a child.Seeing Yuan sent the youngest daughter of an official in Chuzhou home, Duke Ouyang and his sons stayed away from the banquet for a long time until Ouyang Li came back from the palace.That's not to say, this LongTuge University scholar who lives in a marquis disregarded the ancient saying that "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", and cooks for Ouyang Li her favorite fried rice with three delicacies.The three elder brothers also surrounded the little sister to greet her.Father's love, brother's concern, delicious hometown food and fried rice, candles all over the house... Ouyang Li seemed to have the trance feeling of being in the city just now.

Leaving the family banquet, saying goodbye to father and brother.When Ouyang Li returned to the side courtyard where he lived, the maids had been waiting in the pavilion, but most of them were strangers.She went upstairs and opened the door, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen her former close girl, and she only had her father and brother in her eyes before, so she didn't think of it.

"Wooden chess?"

The door of the pavilion was pushed open, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl bowed to Ouyang Li: "The villain looses chess. I have seen Miss Fourth."

Seeing this strange face, Ouyang Li stood at the door without moving, subconsciously pressing his left hand on his waist, but at this time there was no weapon on his waist, only the official jade belt suitable for Miss Ouyang Jiagui. "Pine chess? What about wooden chess?"

"The second year Miss Si left home, Mu Qi returned to her hometown to get married. According to the master's order, now the villain serves Miss."

"Oh, is that so..." Ouyang Li just walked into the door and looked at the boudoir with different layouts: even the wooden chess pieces are gone, it's really different.

"The villain waits for Miss Fourth to take a bath."

"No need." Ouyang Li flatly refused, and sent Songqi out: "I never need to be waited on when I take a bath, you can step back."

Songqi should be, close the door of the pavilion and go downstairs.Ouyang Li moved to the side pavilion facing the window.Here the screen has been erected, and the big round wooden barrel is steaming.The big window pavilion was covered by red curtains to keep out the night wind.There is no one else here, and Ouyang Li no longer walks dignifiedly like a lady.She stepped lightly, and flashed to the barrel very lightly, raised her hand to remove the hairpin, and took off the official leather crown.The long hair was scattered, covering the neck and face.She unbuttoned her belt, took off her official uniform, and then shed her obscene clothes... When the last lingerie slid down her shoulders, it revealed the back of a young woman like her.

Pale, thin and scarred back.

There was a bronze mirror in the small pavilion, Ouyang Li didn't need to look at it to know that there were arrow wounds, knife wounds and sword wounds on his back, which criss-crossed.She didn't take any pictures, but just folded the clothes and put them on the wooden rack beside the bucket.Sitting in the bathtub, she immediately fell into the embrace of hot water, couldn't help but take a long breath, closed her eyes and leaned back, enjoying the warm comfort.She felt the fresh wound on her upper rib.After several months, the wound has healed and left scars, and the pain is no longer there.It's just that the person she left the scar for didn't say a word to her in the Queen Mother's bedroom tonight...

The water gradually became cold, and he let go of his embrace.Ouyang Li got up and dried his long hair, pulled off the white brocade bathrobe on the shelf, and put the exhibition robe on his body.She waved her hand vigorously, and the curtains in front of the window suddenly parted to the two sides.The window sill that was originally hidden behind the curtain, brought the moon and stars and a window of Bianliang City, and painted it in front of Ouyang Li's eyes.With a backhand flick, Ouyang Li extinguished the candles in the pavilion and sat by the window.This is a tall pavilion without lights, hidden in the shadow of trees.Pedestrians in the distance couldn't see Ouyang Li who was wearing a white robe.But Ouyang Li could see the brightly lit street market.The night is getting deep, and the moon is turning over the ink with the light moon as the inkstone.Here and now, there is no sword, no killing intent.Only the leaves of the big tree outside the pavilion rustled, and the gentle night wind blowing through Ouyang Li's white robe.Ouyang Li was lying on the window sill, bending over to pillow his arms, listening to the sound of passers-by returning home from a distance, blinking and staring at the window beam under the moonlight, smiling unconsciously, and murmured very softly: " Fukang..."

Fukang, Fukang.Delayed listening, delayed listening.

"Ah cut!" Zhao Yanling, who was so missed, who was concentrating on painting, sneezed unpreparedly, covered his face with his sleeves, and turned his face away.

"What's wrong?" Liang Jing'an, who was sitting very close to her, took out her handkerchief and handed it over: "Is it cold?"

Zhao Yanling shook his head, and realized that he was about to fall off the bench, so he took the handkerchief and rubbed his butt against Liang Jing'an: "Go over there and say yes, I'm going to fall soon."

Liang Jing'an didn't move, just smiled: "If Your Highness falls, I will hug you."

"...You damn girl, you are not serious."

Liang Jing'an put down the paintbrush in her hand, turned to the left and asked, "Is the Queen Mother okay?"

"...No." Zhao Yanling didn't want to spoil Liang Jingan's good mood tonight, so she didn't tell her about Ouyangli's return.

"Then that...then go to bed." Liang Jing'an didn't have any plans, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands, her face was blushing.

Zhao Yanling saw that she had no intention of painting, so she also put down her brush: "Go to bed, I'm still afraid of you? Mr. Liang, I order you... to make the bed."

Liang Jing'an got the order from the princess and immediately turned around to make the bed herself.Before he could take a step, Zhao Yanling hugged his waist, and then hugged him tightly: "An'an...you..."

Liang Jing'an turned back again, lowered her head and hugged Zhao Yanling tightly, messing up her bangs: "Yanling, I'm here. What's wrong?"

"Hold me over."

"Yes..." Liang Jing'an picked up the princess in her arms, and walked towards the phoenix couch carved with gold.

The nine-fold veil fell in the night, Zhao Yanling took one last look at the night breeze outside the hall window, and closed his eyes.

What will Bianliang City look like tonight?

What Bianliang City is like is incomparable to the small town of Yufeng thousands of miles away.But it's like this night, it's all the same.Su Yang and the others had no time to imagine what the distant capital would look like.All they care about is where is the best place to have this dinner.On a whim, Hou Zhonger wanted to eat fish stew in the lake.So a few people rented an open boat like fishermen by the lake.Set up the stove, set up the bowls and chopsticks, poured old wine, talked about Shibamo and the old coachman, and laughed together.

Fresh fish soup, tender tofu, pea tips... mixed together becomes a rich poor man's delight.The four drank happily and ate a lot.The meal was so enjoyable that the last person to hold the meal could not find the small wooden bucket for the meal. "Did Su Ying eat it?" Everyone said so.

Su Ying yelled that she was wronged, opened her drunken eyes and searched hard under the moonlight, and finally found the rice bucket beside the small stove, and cleared herself of the grievance of eating the rice bucket.Since it wasn't Su Yang who ate it, everyone felt relieved, passed out drunk on the boat, and fell asleep.

Seeing that the three of them were so drunk that they couldn't drink, Cai Xiaowen, the boss, was not convinced, and said, "Hmph, if you can get drunk, I can sleep!" After speaking, he fell back on his back, turned over and found Su Fang, and fell asleep hugging each other.

So the phase and the pillow are in the boat, not knowing the whiteness of the east.

When the East came to light, the four of them woke up by calling me and tearing you apart.Seeing that the sun was already high, the four of them yelled that it was not good.Hou Zhong'er Li Aqiao couldn't miss the business of the bathhouse, so she quickly took the lake water to wash her face, and rushed to the city after landing.Su Ying and Cai Xiaowen were also in a hurry to go to her own shop, so she hurriedly got out of the boat, packed up the stove, bowls and chopsticks, and trotted home.

Cai Xiaowen found this scene of being in a hurry very interesting, and while running while holding various objects half a person tall, he turned his head and smiled at Su Ying: "Daughter-in-law, get up late."

Su Ying was in a hurry, when she heard Cai Xiaowen's disgusting nonsense, she couldn't help but get angry: "It's also called daughter-in-law, are these two words so interesting?"

"Of course there is, why don't you try it?"

"Bah..." The wedding night was over, yet Su Ying was still blushing.But after poohing, her heart throbbed especially, and she whispered: "Daughter-in-law..."

"Hey!" Cai Xiaowen responded without hesitation, giggling non-stop.

"Hmph, you rascal!"

Cai Xiaohou was still not satisfied, so he pushed forward: "Senior sister, senior sister, you say daughter-in-law, I like you!"

"...Little mosquito, you are shameless! It's all the fault of Liang's facial paralysis!"

"Senior Sister, tell me, tell me, tell me." Cai Xiaowen almost begged, grabbed the corner of Su Fang's robe with his eyes and shook it in various ways.

While talking, the two ran into their yard.Su Ying couldn't bear Cai Xiaowen's pitiful longing, lowered her head and whispered: "Daughter-in-law, I like you the most..." Involuntarily added the word "most".No matter how shy she is, she can't match the deep affection in her heart.

"Daughter-in-law, I like you the most too! Sister, say it again, for the last time!"

"I'm afraid of you..." Su Ying pushed open the door, while satisfying her daughter-in-law: "Daughter-in-law, I like it the most..." Before she could finish the last word, Su Ying froze all over and stared straight. Staring at the house.

Mrs. Su and Master Cai sat at the table, each with gloomy expressions.

"...washing...washing clothes, my favorite..."

The author has something to say:

This is not the second wave.But the second wave is coming soon.

Everyone, I have an illusion that I haven't seen you for a long time~ (I am ashamed to hide my face and run away...

The face and the pillow are in the boat, and I don’t know the whiteness of the East——From Su Shi’s "Ode to the Former Red Cliff"