Song Huaiqing was stunned by his question and was speechless for a moment.
Zhao Shi pursed his lips and swallowed the sweet blood. He still looked as cold as jade and said, "I still have something to do, so let's go first."
Song Huaiqing followed him away and returned to his other courtyard in Yangzhou.
Zhao Shi found out about the skilled craftsman and went to visit him with the jade crown. The man picked it up and looked at it carefully in the sun. He said, "It's not difficult to repair."
The tiny cracks made are not big.
After a pause, the craftsman told him honestly: "But it's impossible to restore it to the original state."
Zhao Shi paid the money and his voice was slightly cold, "Please try it first."
The craftsman didn't look like a poor and distressed person in what he was wearing. He couldn't help but ask: "This jade crown is not worth much. I have spent the money you gave me to buy several more."
Why bother fixing every corner you bumped into? It's not a rare thing. If it breaks, just replace it.
Zhao Shi remained silent.
The craftsman spent half an hour filling the gap, and then presented the jade crown to him, "Sir, I told you before that it may not be restored to the original state."
The cracks on the jade crown are still very clear, the bamboo patterns are broken, and the carved branches and leaves are not shaped.
Zhao Shi held the cold jade crown in his hand, and when his slender finger bones clenched hard, the joints made a dislocating sound. Green veins appeared under the translucent skin, and he remained silent.
The craftsman Keke sent him to the door and said, "Master, please go slowly."
As soon as Zhao Shi walked out of the door, he was bumped into the shoulder by someone. The person stooped and clasped his hands together and kept apologizing to him.
Zhao Shi would not argue with others about this trivial matter.
But this man seemed to be prepared and stole his wallet while he was not paying attention, and then ran away.
Zhao Shi's eyes were sharp, and he chased after him with a cold face. He caught the person without much effort and kicked him in the chest.
The man's body hit the stone steps on the street, and the thing he was clenched in his hand hit the corner hard, and it suddenly fell into pieces.
He clutched his abdomen, which was about to vomit blood after being hit, and screamed ouch.
Zhao Shi didn't have time to care about him. He picked up the purse on the ground and opened it. The jade crown that had just been repaired was already shattered.
The man who was still calling suddenly felt that he was being stared at by a pair of terrifying eyes, as if a cold poisonous snake was crawling behind him.
He later realized that he had stolen from someone he shouldn't have messed with, and he knelt down to beg for mercy.
Zhao Shi had no expression on his face and had someone throw him to the gate of the government office.
The broken jade in the purse cannot be put back together. Even though they were barely put together, they couldn't figure out the pattern of the carvings on the jade.
Zhao Shi carefully poured out the broken jade. The sharp corners poked out several tiny bloody holes in his palm. The blood seeped out little by little, infecting the white jade.
The dense tingling in the palm of my hand gradually spread.
He stared down at him for a long time, his eyes were very swollen, sore and painful. Zhao Shi laughed at himself, saying that all her things had gone with her, and she couldn't keep them even if she wanted to.
Zhao Shi began to resent again, why could she die? A fire burned the past cleanly. She wanted to leave comfortably, but it was impossible.
He didn't agree.
Zhao Shi still refuses to admit that the fire was set by Mingzhu herself. She is still pregnant with his child. Even if she wants to run away or die to escape him, she is reluctant to bury the child's life.
The feeling of being breathless came over me again. Zhao Shi's emotions were already a little out of control, and his plain brows looked a little distorted. He slowly closed his eyes and gradually calmed down the hatred and pain surging in his chest.
Zhao Shi still clenched the broken and sharp piece of jade with his palm in a sick manner, and did not care about the blood on his hand.
Yangzhou City was more boring than he imagined.
Zhao Shi already felt uninterested even after staying there for a few days. Occasionally he would stand by the window and listen to the autumn rain, or hold an umbrella and go to the Seven-hole Bridge to listen to the music of the piano.
Most of the time, I walk alone, lonely and lonely.
Zhao Shi thought that when he arrived in Jiangnan, he would at least have a good night's sleep. But this also became his extravagant hope, and those nightmares filled with blood became more and more serious, each one becoming more real.
In the dream, Mingzhu was very obedient, like a docile and well-behaved kitten. She was happy lying in the yard basking in the sun. She couldn't help but blush when she saw him and talked to him shyly.
But he himself was mostly cold and indifferent towards her, with an incomprehensible layer of alienation covering his brows. He treated her well, but he didn't necessarily mean much. He was just having fun passing the time in his spare time, or simply satisfying his own despicable desires.
Zhao Shi felt that the person in the dream was him but not him.
The cold and ruthless side is no different from him.
But he was reluctant to treat Mingzhu like this, and he was even more reluctant to prepare a glass of wine in the cold winter and have someone deliver it to her.
He will never regret anything he does. But this time, halfway through, I changed my mind and hurried over, already too late.
Zhao looked at those pitiful and painful eyes and wanted to ask him, who is he
When Zhao Shi woke up, the heartbreaking pain in his chest was still tormenting him. He felt like he had experienced a life and death, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.
The next night, he still had fragmentary dreams intermittently.
There was a cute little girl with a round face, her eyes seemed to be carved from the same mold as a pearl, bright, bright, clean and clear.
The little girl hugged his legs and called him daddy sweetly.
Zhao Shi's heart was incredibly soft. As soon as he knelt down to pick her up, she moved away. Her big eyes were red, and she whispered to him that it hurt.
It hurts so much, my whole body hurts.
Zhao Shi also wanted to die in pain, and her body seemed to hurt a thousand times more than she said.
He woke up from the severe pain in his heart and couldn't regain consciousness for a long time. His numb eyes gradually woke up. When he got up, he staggered a step. His eyes were weak and his hands quickly held the edge of the bed to prevent him from falling. The congestion and depression in his chest became more and more severe, and the blood rushing to his throat overflowed. He wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief and braced himself.
Zhao Shi went to Lingchan Temple in Suzhou City early the next morning, handed over the pair of silver necklaces he had prepared for the child to the temple abbot, and asked him to recite sutras for the child's salvation.
In Lingchan Temple, the incense is strong and the Bodhisattvas are efficacious.
Mingzhu would go there twice a month to do good deeds for the child in her belly and pray that she would be born safely and live a smooth life.
Mingzhu deliberately covers her face every time she goes out. You can't blame her for being cautious. She really can't afford the consequences of being found to have faked her death.
After Wei Chiyu learned about this, he would accompany her every time she went to the temple to offer incense.
Mingzhu declined twice, and Wei Chiyu didn't say a word, just looked at her quietly and followed behind her silently. Gradually, Mingzhu no longer felt embarrassed to refuse him.
Every Bodhisattva in Mingzhu would bow down, and there were monks chanting sutras in the Dacheng Palace. It was not convenient for her to go there, so she found a side room for pilgrims to rest and sat for a while.
Wei Chiyu was afraid that she was hungry, so he asked the young monk for a bowl of plain noodles.
He walked through the corridor and passed the main hall, and accidentally bumped into someone he shouldn't have seen.
Like him, Zhao Shi didn't expect to meet him here, "Master Wei."
Wei Chiyu's face was sullen, his expression tightly hidden, no matter how nervous he was, he never showed any signs of it, "Your Highness."
Zhao Shi was wearing all black today, with a somewhat gloomy aura. He nodded, hummed, and asked casually: "Aren't you supposed to be in Changzhou?"
Wei Chiyu acted impeccably, "If I have some free time these days, I will come to Suzhou to meet old friends."
Zhao Shi did not doubt the truth of his words. The cold wind blew through him. He put his fist against his lips and coughed uncontrollably. His face was quite pale and he said, "Yeah."
Wei Chiyu lowered his eyes to block his cold gaze. He could never and would not let Zhao Shi discover any clues about Zhuzhu. He just wanted to hide her under his nose and never let her be snatched away by others again. Chance.
Wei Chiyu slowly loosened his clenched fists and said, "Your Highness, take care of yourself."
Zhao Shi looked at him coldly, with a hint of irony. He was afraid that he would not believe what Wei Chiyu said. He passed Wei Chiyu and went straight back to the main hall.
Wei Chiyu truthfully told Mingzhu that he had met Zhao Shi.
Mingzhu was shocked, "Did he find me so quickly?"
Wei Chiyu comforted her softly, "No."
Mingzhu was shocked and said with a sad face: "If he finds out, I will probably never have a chance to go out in my life."
Wei Chiyu pushed Su Mian to her and said warmly: "I won't let him find you."
Mingzhu held her chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles. In fact, she hadn't thought of Zhao Shi for a long time, and subconsciously avoided the name. She thought that by this time, he had already taken in his concubine, and maybe he also had a few sensible and beautiful young girls in the backyard.
Life is always happier than hers.
"You can rest in the temple for the night today, and I will take you back tomorrow."
Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."
Wei Chiyu looked at her face and couldn't bear to look away. He pursed his lips and smiled softly, then asked, "Do you want anything else to eat? I'll buy it for you."
Mingzhu was habitually worried that he didn't have enough money to spend, so she asked innocently: "Do you have money?"
Wei Chi smiled widely, and couldn't help but tap her nose with his hand, "I still have this little money, and I have been saving it for you."
The pads of his fingers were soft, and they were soft when they touched the tip of her nose.
Except for Zhao Shi, Mingzhu had never been so close to another man. Her ears burned, and she said unnaturally: "I want to eat everything."
Wei Chiyu said, "I'll go out and buy it for you."
He was still a little worried, so Qian Dingzhu and Wan told him, "Zhuzhu, don't leave this room today, just hide away."
Mingzhu also knew that he was thinking about her. She was heavy now and didn't want to move much. She said, "I'm not going anywhere."
Wei Chi left the temple and went to the foot of the mountain to buy her some food.
The proprietress in the shop had a lot of things in his hand and asked with a smile: "Sir, have you finished what you bought?"
Wei Chiyu smiled, and then said, "My wife is greedy."
"Your wife is really lucky."
Wei Chiyu took the wrapped pastries and turned around to see Zhao Shi staring at him with thoughtful eyes.
Zhao Shi looked sideways at the thing in his hand and frowned, "When did Master Wei get married?"
Wei Chiyu didn't panic at all, and smiled slightly, "Almost."