"I heard that Miss Fang refused to eat for two days in a row. Is Miss Fang feeling unwell? Is it difficult to adapt to the climate in Guangxi? Or is the food unpalatable?" After a pause, Zheng Zuoyang asked again, looking at the woman's messy look. Her hair turned to her thin fingers hanging to the ground, and she couldn't help but soften her voice even more, "Do you want to go down and ask the doctor to check Miss Fang's pulse?"
Fang Zhenli shook her head and said in a hoarse voice after a long time: "I'm not sick, I just don't want to eat and can't eat."
Zheng Zuoyang also sat down. The floor tiles were extremely cold and hard. As soon as he sat down, his whole body shivered. He didn't know how long Fang Zhenli had been sitting like this. He didn't speak again, but just sat silently opposite Fang Zhenli. He I have always known that Fang Zhenli needs to talk, but this woman is too strong and never lets herself show any weakness. But at this time, Fang Zhenli seems to be at the end of her strength.
He was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.
This woman had a hurdle in her heart, and he wanted to walk through it with her.
"Mr. Zheng, is it true... that he sent people to hunt me down?" After a while, Fang Zhenli raised her head slightly and looked at Zheng Zuoyang, and asked in a dumb voice.
The woman has extremely beautiful eyes, which are long and narrow red phoenix eyes with thick and curly eyelashes and black and bright pupils. It is said that she inherited the beauty of Mrs. Fang who died young. However, at this time, the woman's eyes are frighteningly empty.
Zheng Zuoyang couldn't bear to look at it. He lowered his head, looked at the cracked lines on the floor tiles, and said softly: "It may not be Chen Shi'an. It may be Princess Linglong's instruction. Maybe he was also kept in the dark."
"But he must know about it, right?" Fang Zhenli's voice was so calm that there was no fluctuation. She stared blankly at the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the shoe, taunting her lips and mocking herself, "He was just a villager back then. A poor scholar, his parents died young. He was tired of being looked down upon by his relatives. He couldn't even afford a book. He couldn't bear to replace his bald brush with a new one. He couldn't afford rice paper, so he always used the roughest burning paper. Mr. Zheng, you know? Even if it is such a rough fire paper, he uses it carefully. After using up one side, he still has to use the other side. It is really pitiful. "
"It's just that such a pitiful and poor man has a good skin, no, and a good mouth. Not only can he confuse an ignorant woman like me, but even the eldest princess of the dynasty is no exception. Haha, it's just that I used to... I didn’t know he was so good at it.”
"I didn't ask for any wealth or glory when I married him. I just asked him to treat me sincerely and grow old together. He is talented and ambitious. He can cut the window candles with me when he is admitted to the hospital, and he can be with my father after he is discharged. He talks loudly about world affairs, he is really a sweet-hearted person."
"My father and I have been supporting him. I have gone from a young lady who can't even wash dishes to a housewife who washes her hands and makes soup every day. My father even built an academy specifically for him. He devoted himself to studying, and it took only five years for him to go from being a scholar to being a scholar, and then he went to Beijing to take the exam."
"That day when I sent him out of the city, he promised me a romantic alliance and asked me to wait with peace of mind to be the first lady of the No. 1 Scholarship. Then he rode north and I was really proud of him. I waited until I could no longer see his back. Then I was willing to go back home.”
"It was that night that I found out that I was one month pregnant."