This night, I changed to someone else, so I tried it for the first time, and I was so tired that I put on a quilt and fell asleep. It's just that Shen Qingxuan has never been a kind-hearted person. He has a heavy mind and can't sleep soundly. Tonight, he was exhausted physically and mentally, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still slept lightly. Sweaty. The night outside the window turned pale, and he fell into a deep sleep in a trance. This time, he slept until three poles in the sun, the sun moved to the center, and he never woke up.

He seldom sleeps like this, and today was an anomaly. The servants in the courtyard didn't realize anything, only Shen Qingxuan's personal maid felt unusual. Early in the morning, he was outside the door with the basin supplies, but he never heard the copper bell ringing in the house. He was suspicious and worried about whether the eldest young master had an accident, so he quietly opened the door of the wing and went in.

This maid entered the Shen family at the age of five. She was serving in front of Shen's mother. When she came, she had sweet eyes and sweet eyes, and she was articulate. Shen's mother never used her as an ordinary servant. Seeing that her son was withdrawn, He sent the girl to Shen Qingxuan's room, thinking that he could be a companion for him when he was young. With a little child by his side, his personality might become more cheerful. Gradually, the little girl grew up to the age of cardamom, and she still knew the basics and was a person. Modest and honest, Shen's mother wanted to give her to Shen Qingxuan as a side room. She had a son and a half daughter. Although she was born by a maid, she was also of the blood of the Shen family.

Shen's mother's thoughts, everyone in the house knows, because of the identity of this maid, she is also extraordinary in the house.

Shen Qingxuan also knew his mother's thoughts, but he really didn't have any affection for the girl who had grown up, so he also pretended to be confused. I had thought about making the words clear, but I couldn't find the right time. After all, the girl has served me for more than ten years, and she can be regarded as a close person, so it is not good to hurt people. In the past, he had a withdrawn temperament, and he was kinder to this girl alone. This maid didn't realize Shen Qingxuan's rejection, she just thought that Young Master Shen was thin-skinned, and she was a girl's family, so she couldn't say it out loud, so it was just like that. Been dragging it down.

In recent years, Shen's mother has often dragged the girl to talk privately, and during the conversation, this matter has also been brought up on the agenda.

Although it was a partial room, it was also the first time that Shen Qingxuan had added people to his room. But the girl knew in her heart that she was a little more shy and reserved in her words and deeds, and also a little more overstepping.

She pushed open the door, the air in the room was quiet, there was some dust floating in the light, and there was no sound. Only the pieces torn into snowflakes were scattered on the ground, as if to indicate that there had been such a turbulent situation in the house. The maid jumped in her heart when she saw the broken pages all over the floor. After all, although Shen Qingxuan was withdrawn, she was never happy or angry, let alone tearing up a book, which had never happened.

Carefully stepped on the debris and walked to the bedside, the bed was put down, and the scene inside was blurry and unclear. The shape of the bed was vaguely visible, and there was nothing unusual. The man on the bed was breathing evenly and slept soundly. Nothing was known about her coming.

The maid stabilized her mind, stretched out her jade hand, and uncovered the corner of the bed. The corners of his eyes swept inward, and the goose egg's face, which was red in white, suddenly turned bloody, as red as peach blossoms in March.

The bed was in a mess, and the folds of the embroidered brocade were spread everywhere, obviously the traces that people were twisting in their hands. There was an indescribable breath in the air in the tent, but it instinctively made people blush and heartbeat, and there was lake water. The dry white marks on the green quilt surface, what happened here is clearly revealed.

The maid turned around and wanted to flee, but she stopped abruptly. She thought of this barren mountain, and Shen Qingxuan was the only one on the bed. How could such a horrible thing happen? Good girl, after hesitating for a moment, she carefully lifted the quilt on Shen Qingxuan to watch.

Shen Qingxuan didn't expect that someone would break this matter, but he was originally careful. After finishing the incident, he struggled to put on his clothes before laying down again. His energy was low, and he rarely did anything by himself, so although the clothes were messy, they were still intact. The maid only felt that the young master's middle clothes were disorganized, but did not find any major flaws. With a red face again, he pulled up the quilt on Shen Qingxuan's lower body a little, looked sideways, and hurriedly put it down when he saw that his clothes were intact. Where can I think of more, I thought it was caused by Shen Qingxuan's loneliness and self-blame at night. But in the end, there is still some doubts in my heart. After all, the traces on the bed were not easily created by a paralyzed person like Shen Qingxuan. Just can't guess. He closed the door and exited.

Shen Qingxuan was unaware of all this. When he woke up, he felt exhausted. He barely rang the bell to call the maid, leaned on the head of the bed, washed his eyes with tea, and dipped in green salt to rinse his mouth before washing his face and eating it. something, and went back to bed.

When woke up the next day, recovered most of spirits. sat back in the wheelchair again, and leaned in front of the desk to read and draw, with a peaceful expression on face. The maid was waiting by the side, but she couldn't see any clues.

How did she know that Shen Qingxuan had been deeply penetrated by people, and felt strange for several days in a row, always reminding him that he had such a ridiculous night, so ridiculous that even Shen Qingxuan himself didn't want to think about it. .

It's just strange to say that after such a night of tossing and turning, Shen Qingxuan felt that his mood had clearly recovered, and the previous anxiety and depression had disappeared together, as if the stormy emotional tide of that night had been cleaned up. When there is no one around, Shen Qingxuan will also think about it, is it possible that he has been single for more than 20 years, and he has been like this? Otherwise, how to explain that once he is satisfied, the wild beast in his heart lurks back? At this point, Shen Qingxuan began to formally consider the issue of marriage.

No man likes to be pressed by another man to do that, even Shen Qingxuan. Although it feels good, it is also willing and happy. But he was not stupid at first, and at a glance he could see Yimo's unwillingness and unwillingness to understand his clothes and clothes, and he didn't even want to have sperm in his body. Get him to the top, then he withdraws and leaves, with a high attitude, not so much love, but closer to a charity.

What's more, one person and one demon, one intentional and the other unintentional, the distance is so large that he is willing to admit defeat, knowing that he has no ability to bridge this huge gap. Some things, not to mention people, even demons can't do anything.

Since that night, Yimo has not come back for many days. Shen Qingxuan had a smile on his face, calmly looking at the blooming flowers in the courtyard through the window, counting the date in his heart, his birthday was coming soon, and he was going down the mountain in the next two days. family reunion. Then go back, marry a wife and have children in the future, be his Young Master Shen, and be an ordinary little mortal. Instead of admiring the elusive snake demon.

It's also strange that he didn't feel very sad when he thought of this, he was just a little lost, as if his heart was empty. But neither sad nor happy, seems to accept fate.

Five days later, Shen Qingxuan was sitting in the carriage, the servants followed behind with some wild things, and his maid accompanied him to sit in the carriage. On the way, Shen Qingxuan opened the curtain and turned around to look. He saw that the towering mountains were getting farther and farther and farther and farther. Finally, he saw the green peaks, half submerged into the sky and half blocked by nearby scenery. After a long time, he finally put down the curtain and sat down again, his body swayed slightly with the rolling of the wheel, his eyes were as calm as water, and he never wavered.

The Shen family mansion was just renovated last year, with new roof tiles and a wind and fire wall eight feet high. Although a year has passed, it is still snow-white, with gray tiles and eaves on the top of the wall, and there is no time for weeds to grow in the gaps. It was clean and bright. The carriage went all the way to the east along the Fenghuo Wall, and after a while, it turned to the small door to the south. The moon-shaped door arch, the red lacquer door was wide open, and a well-dressed servant was next to the door. The girl stood in two rows, and at the head stood the old housekeeper in a green robe and sleeves.

The carriage stopped, the maid opened the curtain, Shen Qingxuan sat inside and smiled at the old housekeeper, then stretched out his hand, put his hand on the shoulder of the old housekeeper, and asked the two servants to support him, got off the carriage, sat in On a rattan sedan.

The carriages and horses were led by their own people to feed the food, and the four servants carried Shen Qingxuan on the bamboo sedan chair, and passed through countless courtyards, halls, corridors, passages, and reached the entrance of the main hall. Pushed by a servant, the wooden wheel rolled over the path made of smooth and clean pebbles and passed through two courtyards before entering the main hall.

Master Shen and his wife's relatives were all waiting in the hall. Shen Qingxuan's crescent-white robe peeked out from behind the tree trunk, then put down the tea cup and stood up to meet him.

Shen Qingxuan lived in the southern courtyard. After dinner, he walked through the courtyard before returning to his small building. The Nanmu building was already brightly lit, and the furniture and furnishings inside were all new, spotlessly flickering under the candlelight. Clean gloss. It is no longer a simple hut in a courtyard in the mountains, but a heavy building design. Only the bedroom has three doors. The innermost one is naturally Shen Qingxuan, and the middle floor is where the girls live. The outermost is the room of the maid who wakes up at night to boil water and add tea.

Shen Qingxuan was accustomed to a simple life. When he first returned to the mansion, he was still a little uncomfortable with the complicated etiquette. He was impatient, but he didn't show it.

The next day, he got up early to say good morning to his parents. When he arrived in Shen's mother's room, Shen Qingxuan stayed behind to discuss the marriage with his mother.

Mother Shen knew long ago that he had no intention of marrying a wife, and she had already given up the idea, so she just wanted to find a girl for him. Unexpectedly, Shen Qingxuan brought it up by himself, and when he was overjoyed, he went to the Buddha to burn three sticks of incense, and then kowtowed his head. Xuan's marriage is coming, whose daughter's age is suitable, whose daughter's temperament is appropriate, and so on.

Shen Qingxuan just smiled and wrote on the paper: "It's all up to my mother.

A pair of sisters talked for a while, and Shen Qingxuan Erniang suddenly said: Xuan'er, what should you do with that girl in your room?

Shen Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that she was referring to her close-fitting maid. After thinking for a moment, he agreed, and wrote: "Alright."

Three days later, the matter was settled. The other party was the lady of the Wang family in the same city. Her nickname was Hui Niang. She was also in 28 years. In addition, the Wang family's style has always been serious, and Hui Niang is also a lady, and she has seen her appearance before. Shen's mother was hired, and the happy day will be after the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. As for the maid, it's better to marry her as soon as possible to add a room. After all, she has been by her side since she was a child, and she has been by the side of the pillow. If Miss Wang's family is intolerant, she can gain the upper hand and not be bullied.

As for the date, Mother Shen said: "Since it's a birthday celebration, it's better to add joy to joy."

The happy day was set on Shen Qingxuan's birthday, and a small sedan chair was used to carry the maid from the side door, even if it was a name.

This sentence was passed to Shen Qingxuan, but Shen Qingxuan still smiled and replied: "It's all up to my mother."

The matter of marrying a wife and taking a concubine is settled. From the beginning to the end, Shen Qingxuan never reminded himself of that person in the mountain, who was of peerless elegance.