When Wen Jian returned to Ji Mansion in a drunken state, she saw her father and mother in the main hall, asking people to prepare generous gifts, and wanted to go to Shenghe Palace in person to apologize.
Wen Jian leaned against the door and listened quietly for a while, narrowed her drunken eyes, and walked in in a daze.
He heard Wen Zhigu shout: "Xiao Jian!"
With a thud, Wen simply knelt down in front of them, and knocked his head heavily on the ground. It seemed that he was bleeding, but he was still conscious. He knelt on the ground and begged almost humbly: "Please, father and mother, don't tell Qing." Childish truth.”
too painful.
It's too hard to accept.
He couldn't hold on anymore and was on the verge of collapse. He didn't dare to think about how desperate Qingzhi would be if he knew about this...
He would rather Qingzhi hate him for being ruthless than have her suffer along with him...
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Shu Nuan returned early, and what was unloaded from the carriage were all the things Qingzhi bought that she wanted to use when getting married, and everything was chosen by Qingzhi herself.
When Shu Nuan saw the servants carrying the things Qingzhi bought into the palace, he felt filled with emotion and a variety of emotions surging in his heart.
She couldn't help but run back to the library, and as expected she saw Sheng Qianmo in the library.
In fact, Shu Nuan rarely feels like this now, suddenly feeling very insecure, so after opening the door of the bookstore, he saw Sheng Qianmo handling government affairs in the bookstore, regardless of whether he was very busy or not. , couldn't help but go over and throw herself into his arms, sit on his lap, hug his neck tightly, "I miss you so much..."
Sheng Qianmo always seemed to be able to see through her thoughts at a glance. He lowered his head and gently rubbed her hair, "Are you reluctant to let go of Qingzhi?"
Shu Nuan sniffed and lay on his neck in a panic, "Why do you think Qingzhi has grown up so quickly..."
"Yeah, it's been so many years in the blink of an eye." Sheng Qianmo lowered his head and kissed her forehead, coaxing her and saying, "Fortunately, the marriage is not far away. It doesn't matter if you marry that boy from the Ji family. He has always been very good." Taking care of Qingzhi's feelings, I think I will treat the little girl badly. Moreover, even if she is really wronged in the future, won't we still be there?"
Shu Nuan hugged Sheng Qianmo's neck tightly, unable to speak.
I simply feel uncomfortable and reluctant to give up.
After all, he is a child raised from childhood.
After all, Qingzhi was different. She and Sheng Qianmo had only one child, Qingzhi, so for so many years, all the love was reserved for Qingzhi alone.
Although she, like Sheng Qianmo, felt reassured about Wen Jian, after all, she was going to marry her daughter to the Ji family, and Shu Nuan still felt deeply reluctant to let go.
When Qingzhi came back, all the things she bought had been placed in her palace courtyard.
Qingzhi slowly squatted down in the hall, hugged herself, and looked tiredly and blankly at the boxes of things, which were all bought for her and Wen Jian's wedding.
She had already thought about the day of her wedding in advance, but when she was about to step into the door of happiness, Wen Jian pushed her out unexpectedly.
She was alone now, but no matter what she was thinking or doing, it seemed wrong.
Qingzhi didn't know how long she had been squatting there. When she was about to stand up, her feet were a little numb. She didn't bother with the things placed on the main hall and went directly back to the dormitory.