If the Han generals were so thin...

A gorgeously dressed woman came over with four maids.

A gust of fragrant wind blew towards my face.

Makes Yami want to sneeze.

Yami's nose wrinkled, and some of the plateau freckles on her face also moved slightly. Longyou is basically close to the Western Regions. There is a lot of sunshine on weekdays, and the big man doesn't have much sunscreen, so he basically knows how to use it.

This problem also makes the skin color of Yami and Han women basically very different.

Han people really like incense.

Various fragrances, the fragrance of osmanthus on clothes, and the petals placed in the bath...

This person's dress is different from the several Han maids who were with Yami before. The clothes on her body are also more colorful and embroidered, looking like some kind of bird. She also wears a golden bun on her head, shining in the sun.

The clothes are light gray, but there are pea green decorations on the skirt. There is also a red rope tied around the waist, and a jade pendant hanging on it. There should be a lot of powder on the face, which is so white that it looks like it is covered with

The blood was drained from the sheepskin, and the lips were painted red, as if they had just eaten raw meat.

The middle-aged woman looked at Yami up and down for a few times, then immediately babbled a lot of Chinese.

Yami can understand some Chinese, but those words need to be relatively simple, and the other person needs to speak slower. Like now, there are a lot of jabbers, and often she only understands two or three words.

, and then are washed away by the following sentences, and then the previous words are fragmented, and the complete meaning cannot be pieced together. In the end, only the rough impression of the last sentence is often left.

The middle-aged woman was very imposing and gesticulating. Yami looked at her coldly, thinking that even if this guy was the Han general's wife and concubine, if she really dared to bully her, she would have to let her know which flowers were the most beautiful on the desert grassland.

red!

However, it seemed that this middle-aged woman was not coming towards him. Under her shouts, several little maids holding lacquer trays ran out from that corner, and a series of others came forward.

, gently tugging on his sleeves, as if wanting to follow them.

What?

Yami turned to look at the little maid who was tugging on her sleeve.

The little maid opened a pair of pure eyes and pulled slightly with her hands, just like a puppy she raised in her home, trying to pull her somewhere...

Yami didn't want to move at first, but looking at the simple and innocent eyes of the two little maids, she sighed slightly, and then followed the little maid's pulling force and walked into the room next to her.

Entering the room, Yami couldn't help but have a headache.

Behind the screen in the middle of the room, a large wooden barrel was exposed, filled with hot water, with some flower petals floating on it.

Also, do you want to take a bath?

How many times have you washed it in the past two days?

The little maid held her hand while touching it. It was so ticklish that Yami couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, don't move around, ah, don't tickle me... Hahaha, hahaha."

...Forget it, forget it, I'll take it off myself..."

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what is this flower?

smell good……

But it doesn't feel irritating.

But among the flowers, there seems to be a hint of pepper?

this……

Do the Han people wash themselves clean and then smoke them into bacon?

In the mist, Yami glanced left and right, letting the hands of two or three little maids rub her body.

It seems that I didn't see any knives or wooden stands. The few maids around me are like little lambs that haven't grown up. I'm afraid that if I give them a brain adze, they will fall to the ground, which is not a deterrent.

nothing.

So just take a shower?

Do Han people like bathing so much?

Do the Han people also need to wash their meat with such fragrant water?

How to eat it?

Speaking of food, Yami thought the steamed buns made with preserved meat last night were delicious, but it was a pity that the portion was too small.

Only four buns!

Then there were no buns in the morning...

I wonder if there will be any steamed buns tonight?

hungry……

While Yami was taking a bath, the middle-aged woman had already changed her face to a humble one, prostrated herself at the foot of the back hall, and said with a smile: "Madams, please go and wash yourself..."

It really smells like pickled fish, you can smell it even through the flower hanging door..."

Cai Yan frowned slightly.

Huang Yueying said: "Have all the entourage of this girl been arranged? How many people have been brought? What luggage is there? Has the side yard been cleaned? Are all the utensils ready?"

As a housekeeper, the middle-aged woman was certainly familiar with these matters, so she quickly answered them one by one.

Huang Yueying nodded, asked about the monthly payment situation, and finally said: "After he has washed up, he will be taken to the side courtyard... Send a good-mannered woman over to teach the Han people some rules, words and deeds etiquette."

Come on... let’s stay for a few days. It’s not too late to see you again.』

The middle-aged housekeeper replied with a low eyebrow, turned around and left.

Huang Yueying watched the middle-aged woman retreat and was silent for a while.

Cai Yan sat aside and looked through the hall to the small courtyard.

This is the back main hall facing north and south, and it is also the large courtyard inside the Yimen. In addition to the five main rooms above, the side rooms on both sides, the wing rooms, the Dingding, the Zhuanshan, and the Baoxia houses are connected to each other, and the corridors extend in all directions.

The tiles are exquisite, the paintings are gorgeous, the walls are white, the walls are red, the pillars are black, the tiles are white, and the steps all embody the dignity.

In the hall, there are large carved red sandalwood tables, carved screens inlaid with gold, silver and precious stones, green bronze tripods, finely draped white grass and multicolored woven mats, and Sichuan and Sichuan brocade silk and satin cushions.

A hint of sandalwood lingers in it.

There is also a touch of sadness permeating the inside.

Huang Yueying slowly tilted to one side, leaning on the bright red embroidered brocade beside her, pulling the azure lapis gold-patterned quilt covering her legs, and sighed softly.

Huang Yueying had just given birth not long ago. Although she was in confinement, she was still a little afraid of the wind.

Cai Yan followed Huang Yueying's gaze and saw a slanted high-neck vase placed in the corner of the table, with several fresh flowers inserted in the vase...

Yes, no matter what kind of flowers, they will wither one day.

Huang Yueying withdrew her gaze, then met Cai Yan's gaze, and smiled slightly. The smile was still beautiful, but it was less bright and cheerful than when she was a teenager, but a little more

Added new helplessness and sorrow.

"I made you laugh..." Huang Yueying said softly.

Cai Yan shook her head slowly. She could generally understand Huang Yueying's mood, because Fei Qian had discussed this topic with her when Cai Yan was still in Shoushan Academy and had not yet married into the Fei family.

But even so, Cai Yan still felt a little uncomfortable.

This kind of discomfort is not pure selfishness, or negative emotions such as jealousy, but an almost instinctive reaction, just like a stranger suddenly comes to the house and needs to live in the same place every day.

Just like if you have to live with strangers for various reasons in later generations, you will instinctively feel uncomfortable.

Although this almost animal instinct can be slowed down by reason, it cannot be eliminated.

Cai Yan didn't know how to comfort Huang Yueying. Maybe even she herself had a hard time letting go, let alone trying to comfort her. In other words, even if she comforted her, what was the use?

"There are fusu in the mountains and lotus flowers in the sky."

"If you don't see Zidu, you will see madness."

"There are bridges and pine trees in the mountains, and there are dragons swimming in the sky."

"If you don't see Zichong, you will see a cunning boy..."

Huang Yueying muttered softly, then turned to look at Cai Yan, "How is it? Did I recite it correctly?"

Cai Yan smiled slightly and shook his head.

"That's it..." Huang Yueying nodded and said with a smile, "Before my husband married you, I was still thinking that I might get together with scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants in the future... But now, farmers and businessmen didn't come for the time being, but they came first.
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