Turbulent Times Chapter 97: I want to reward you
"Does the princess have something on her mind?" Wang Junlin couldn't help asking.
I have to say that Yang Lihua's melancholy appearance is really touching. Even though she forced a smile on her face, she couldn't hide the depression and pain in her heart. Wang Junlin knew that he was in trouble now, so he simply wanted to understand this woman thoroughly so that he could make plans, not to mention he was really curious about what was going on in the heart of such a beautiful and attractive mature woman, and why she was so depressed?
"Why, I want to know."
"Well, the humble job is a little curious."
"Hehehe, if you want to hear it, you can drink with me."
While talking, Yang Lihua pushed a glass of emerald green wine in front of Wang Junlin. Wang Junlin sniffed it lightly and found that the wine seemed to be the legendary Zhuyeqing. The white wine is too bad. But he frowned slightly, pretending to be in trouble, he gritted his teeth and picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp, but he drank too much and choked him, causing him to cough violently immediately.
Yang Lihua was very surprised, just now Wang Junlin said that he was not good at drinking, he thought it was just an excuse, but now it seems that he really doesn't like drinking.
"General Wang is really not good at drinking, so why drink so hard?" Wang Junlin's gesture originally wanted to tell Yang Lihua that he was really not good at drinking, so as not to lose his composure if he drank too much. Who would have thought that Yang Lihua got up quickly and walked towards him, gently stroking Wang Junlin's back. The warm fragrance of the mature woman made Wang Junlin's heart beat faster instantly, and his mind fluttered for a while, because the grooves under the skirt and the faint pink all came into his eyes.
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, I'm fine now!"
Wang Junlin thought something was wrong in his heart, this woman seemed to have regarded him as a prey, he didn't dare to look any further, so he quickly looked away.
Yang Lihua saw him coming calmly, so she moved away reluctantly, but seeing Wang Junlin's distressed look, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, this smile can be called a smile that looks back at Bai Meisheng.
Wang Junlin couldn't help but read: "Last year and today, in this door, people's faces are red with peach blossoms; I don't know where to go? The princess still smiles in the spring breeze. The beauty of the princess is so beautiful that a smile can captivate the city, and then smile can captivate the country .”
Yang Lihua's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she muttered in her mouth: "Last year and today, in this door, the human face is red with peach blossoms; the human face does not know where to go? The princess is still smiling in the spring breeze. Hahaha... the human face does not know where to go ? The princess is still smiling at the spring breeze."
At the end, Yang Lihua shed tears quietly. But Yang Lihua herself was in a daze, but she didn't seem to know. Such a delicate and soft appearance, there is no such charm just now, but when Wang Junlin saw it, he couldn't help feeling a little pain in his heart, and felt a strong sense of pity.
Wang Junlin did not expect Yang Lihua to cry, which made him at a loss for a while. An old woman and several maids ran in from the outside, and Yang Lihua scolded: "Get out." Then these people retreated in fright .
The poem Wang Junlin just read is a poem by Cui Hu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. He just changed the first two characters of the last sentence into the word "princess". The meaning expressed in the poem is similar to Yang Lihua's experience It was too consistent, so I couldn't help but read it out, but I didn't expect it to cause such a strong reaction from Yang Lihua.
Speaking of which, Wang Junlin didn't have such a good memory at first, but since he faked his death once and practiced miraculously, some books and knowledge he had read before, and some memories that he was about to forget when he was a child, have become clear, otherwise Wang Junlin Although Jun Lin studied well back then and his Chinese scores were excellent, he still couldn't memorize this not-so-famous poem.
Wang Junlin didn't know how to comfort Yang Lihua, so he could only sit beside her and drink with her cup after cup. After an unknown amount of time, the two drank up both jars of wine. Yang Lihua wiped away her tears with her slender hand, stared blankly at the raging fire in the pond, let out a long breath, and said softly, "I know you have studied, but you haven't." Thinking that you can write poetry, and that you can do it so well, touched the deepest pain in my heart, but after crying, I felt much better, so I decided to reward you."
Wang Junlin smiled wryly in his heart. He wanted to say that he did not write the poem, but he hesitated for a while and didn't say it.
"You were summoned to Beijing by my royal father this time. If my guess is correct, you will be used as a stirrer by my royal father to disrupt the tacit understanding of the family. All-rounder, I am afraid that you will not only be regarded as a troublemaker, but also a sharp sword." Yang Lihua looked at the fire pond, and said lightly, unexpectedly, she no longer had the intention of being charming and seductive before.
Wang Junlin didn't expect that a poem would have such benefits, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but when he thought about what Yang Lihua said, his expression became serious. Before coming here, he and Yu Juluo had also analyzed the real purpose of Emperor Sui's summoning him to Kyoto. After all, if it was just a simple reward, there was no need to call a young general guarding an important border town all the way to Kyoto.
Wang Junlin had already guessed about this before, so after being assassinated before, he used his plan and looked at the reactions of the Sui Emperor and the capital to further speculate on some things. But he racked his brains to deduce that Yang Lihua, the eldest princess who knew Yang Jian very well and had been a queen and experienced two dynasties, was closer to the truth.
Thinking of the credibility of what Yang Lihua said, Wang Junlin couldn't help feeling that today's ambiguity of playing with fire was not in vain. At least he knew more about what Sui Emperor wanted him to do. When something happens, it's easy to make the right response.
"However, you don't have to be afraid. The relationship between the family and the family is intricate, and there are many grievances and grievances. For example, the Guanlongmen and the Shandong gentry have never dealt with each other. There are many conflicts among the Shandong gentry, so as long as you have enough means and my father secretly supports you, an old dog like Qiu Rui can't do anything to you." Seeing Wang Junlin's serious expression and worried expression, Yang Lihua said with a smile.
Speaking of this, Yang Lihua didn't know whether it was because Yang Lihua drank too much alcohol or thought of something embarrassing in her heart, her brows and eyes turned red, she suddenly stretched out her arms, hugged Wang Junlin in her arms, and said softly: " What's more, based on the poem you wrote for me, I will protect you and won't let those old dogs bully you."
Wang Junlin also drank a lot of wine at this time. At this time, he was surrounded by warm and fragrant nephrite, and Yang Lihua's chest was warm and firm on his head. His heart was pounding, but he didn't dodge or struggle at all. There is a sense of course.
"A beautiful woman like His Highness should live happily every day and become more and more beautiful." Wang Junlin said quietly.
Yang Lihua showed a sweet smile, patted Wang Junlin's back lightly with her slender hands, and said with a smile: "You are right, I should live happily, otherwise I am sorry for those who cared about me. "
Wang Junlin was slightly drunk, and buried his body in the arms of this beautiful woman who was nearly ten years older than him, subconsciously hugging her slender waist.
As for what Yang Lihua said, he couldn't remember it anymore, and he was so confused that it was difficult for him to think about other things.
This is the power of a mature woman, and at the same time, the faint warmth makes Wang Junlin feel a feeling similar to maternal love that he has never felt since he came to this era.
At this time, Yang Lihua seemed to have also entered a strange state, and she also faintly felt that this man in her arms was from a later life, whose outlook on life and values were fundamentally different from all the men in this world, and who was also nearly ten years younger than her. What kind of mood is the young general feeling.
However, when Wang Junlin put his hands around her waist, a strange feeling came to her heart. It's an amazing feeling, and complicated at the same time.
She felt that there was a very unique temperament in the man with a famous reputation in her arms. Under the reputation, there was a gentle and delicate heart. He was mature and stable at the same time, but he did not lack the unique vitality of young people. and high spirited.
At the beginning, she wanted to seduce Wang Junlin, but now she just wanted to continue this feeling, so she didn't make any extra moves, and gently stroked Wang Junlin's hair, carefully watching Wang Junlin's sharp-edged face, as if sharpened by a knife, was full of a strange temptation for her.
Wang Junlin drank a lot of Zhuyeqing with Yang Lihua when Yang Lihua was crying because of his poem.
Yang Lihua sighed softly, laid Wang Junlin flat on the blanket, picked up another blanket herself, and covered Wang Junlin. Then he leaned beside Wang Junlin, brushed his slender fingers across Wang Junlin's cheek, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face...
Wang Junlin felt the seductive mature woman lying down quietly and didn't make any further movements, he was relieved, and it didn't take long before he really fell asleep.
When Wang Junlin woke up, it was already daylight.
Opening his eyes, he found himself lying on the blanket with a blanket covering his body. There was a faint fragrance lingering at the end of his nose, he sat up and looked around.
The fire in the fire pond has been extinguished, and the red curtain has disappeared. Yang Lihua was not in the bamboo house. The morning sun shone into the house, which indicated good weather. Wang Junlin got up and stretched himself.
The little lynx also stood up cleverly and shook her body.
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One day later, Wang Junlin, Yu Zimo and his party finally arrived at the center of the Sui Dynasty—Daxing City, Kyoto. Looking at the towering city wall in the distance, Wang Junlin took a deep breath. It was a much more dangerous battlefield than facing the Turks and Tuyuhun people in the northwest.
Although there were not many people in the group, they all held knives and bows, rode tall horses, and did not wear military uniforms, so they attracted the attention of the guards at the gate of Yanping from a distance.
PS: I struggled for several days whether to let the protagonist sleep with Yang Lihua, which affected the progress of the novel.