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"How is my husband recently? Didn't my son and daughter get into trouble in the army?" Yan Wei didn't rush to open the letter in the bamboo tube, and asked with great concern.
"Everything is fine with the general, the eldest lady and the young master are also very heroic, especially the young master, not only has supernatural powers, but also almost captured the enemy's commander." Lin Er replied truthfully.
"Xiao'er is on the battlefield?"
Yan Wei was surprised, because before that, her husband had promised her that she would keep her children away from the flames of war.
"Is Xiao'er injured, is it serious, does it matter?" As the saying goes, concern is chaos, and when she heard that her son had been on the battlefield, Yan Wei, a mother, couldn't help feeling frightened.
"Madam, don't worry, young master is fine." Lin Er replied.
After hearing this reply, Yan Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she also made up her mind that she must write a letter to bring her children back, because the battlefield is too dangerous.If you are not careful, you will lose your life.
Afterwards, Yan Wei asked many more questions, most of which were trivial things in life.
Lin Er didn't dare to neglect, and reported everything truthfully.
After Yan Wei's questioning was over, Lin Er bid farewell with fists in his hands, ready to leave Da Sima's mansion.
When walking to the atrium, a well-known and handsome maidservant came slowly, and Lin Er accepted a blessing, and said modestly and politely: "General, my master has a few words to ask you."
In this mansion, besides Yan Wei, who can be called the master, there is also a concubine Diao Chan who is called "little lady" by outsiders.Although it is a concubine's room, she is extremely favored.
"Gentleman, please tell me." Lin Er didn't dare to neglect, and bowed back with fists clasped.
"My master asked, has the general found a new love during these days of expedition? Or, has there ever been a woman who recommended a pillow?"
"The general is busy with the military, so he hardly ever goes out of the barracks." Lin Er replied respectfully, and then added with a little embarrassment, "As for whether there are women who recommend pillows, I really don't know."
Fortunately, the maid did not make things difficult for Lin Er, and let him go after asking this question.
Later, the maid went to Dongyuan with the answer.
In the well-furnished house, the burning charcoal fire makes the room very warm.
A woman sat lazily in front of the dressing table, staring at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, dazed.
The maid opened the door and entered, called 'Master', and then reported the answer she had just received in a low voice.
The beautiful woman's face was much relieved, but her gaze was still looking at herself in the mirror, as if she was talking to herself, or asking the maid who entered the house: "Am I beautiful?"
"Master, you are the most beautiful woman in this world that this maidservant has ever seen." The maidservant praised from the bottom of her heart.
"Then why... Junhou has been away for a year, but he didn't write a letter to me?"
The beautiful woman in the bronze mirror looked gloomy, and her beautiful pear rain eyes were full of confusion.
Seeing her master's ignorant appearance, the servant girl suddenly felt a little distressed: "Maybe the general is busy with official duties, or the war is tight..."
The beautiful woman shook her head, because Junhou has no feelings for me.
I was favored by me before, but it was because of its freshness and my beautiful skin that is unparalleled in the world.But one day, I will be old and have wrinkles...
At that time, it is estimated that he will not even look at me.
This is the fate of women.
Seeing the expression on Diao Chan's face suddenly turned lonely, the maidservant feared that she might be thinking wildly, so she took two steps forward and comforted her in a loud voice: "Master, please don't think wildly, you are still young and have a lot of time, wait until the future to be big The general gave birth to a son and daughter, how can there be a place for you in this huge mansion..."
Hearing these words, a ray of hope rose in Diao Chan's heart, and then he calmed down, exhaled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was an alluring smile on his face: "So many girls who follow me through the house belong to you." The smartest."
"Thank you, master, for your compliment." The servant girl replied humbly.
"When Junhou comes back, I will definitely be able to conceive a child."
Looking at the beautiful face in the mirror, Diao Chan murmured, stretching out her jade fingers to gently caress her, the skin that can be broken by blowing blows is like suet white snow.
Thinking of the envy she had for Yan Wei just now, Diao Chan put on her rouge and suddenly felt a little funny that I would be jealous of this woman uglier than me.
Yan Wei is in her early thirties this year, and her youthful beauty has gradually faded away. In a few years, she will grow old and be disgusted by the prince.
Diao Chan felt a little happy in her heart, and by then, this mansion would become her own world.
"Has your husband ever been better?"
As soon as the subject changed, Diao Chan asked seemingly casually.
The maid did not answer, but reminded in a low voice: "Master, forgive me for talking too much, it seems that your concern for Mr. Joker is too much. If this is passed to the ears of those who care, it may damage your reputation." tarnish."
"It's just an ordinary concern. If you don't do anything wrong, why should you be afraid of rumors outside?" Diao Chan didn't take it to heart at all.
Perhaps Xi Ce has long forgotten what happened back then. Even if he is as smart as he is, he would never have expected that the little girl who was given wheat cake by him back then would grow up to become the favorite concubine of the general today.
Diao Chan has always been grateful for drama strategies.
At the gate of the mansion, the Eldest Prince Lu Zhuan came back from the academy, followed by two servants holding a fainted old man, dressed in rags, who looked like an old beggar on the side of the road.
After the servant at the door stepped forward to salute respectfully, he asked a little puzzled, "My lord, are you...?"
Lu Zhuan looked back at the old man, and patiently told what happened.
It turned out that when Lu Zhuan came back from school, he saw this old man passed out by the side of the road on the way. Now it was the freezing season, Lu Zhuan couldn't bear to see him frostbite, so he took him back to the mansion.
After the old man wakes up, ask him where he lives and send someone to take him back.
"My son's heart is kind, and I will be blessed by God." The servant in charge of the gate said with emotion.
Lu Zhuan ordered his servants to take the old man to rest, and to inform him if the old man woke up.
Afterwards, Lu Zhuan returned to his study and began to read and review his homework.
Perhaps it was because of being too tired, halfway through the book, Lu Zhuan couldn't hold on, and fell asleep lying on the table.
"Qingtong, why did your father only take your older sister and younger brother with him when he went out to fight, but not you?"
"Is it because your father doesn't like you and thinks you're useless?"
"Of course his father doesn't like him, otherwise what else could it be!"
"Your father is brave and invincible, but you are nothing like it. You are nothing but a waste."
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
In the dream, there were many voices constantly echoing in my ears, either sarcastic or arrogant.
"No! No!"