Jiang Hongwen smiled, feeling that such a smile was so vivid that it made his heart softer.
He seemed to be back to the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, where the drunk woman was curled up in his arms, her lips stained with alcohol, and her eyes were looking straight at him without any shyness.
This is the real her!
Unable to help himself, Jiang Hongwen stretched out his long arms, hugged the woman to his chest, pressed her head domineeringly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Okay, it's all my fault, you can hit or scold me, just don't be angry. "Self."
Shi Songyin hadn't realized anything was wrong yet, so he raised his fist, and with a certain degree of stubbornness, he cried while fighting: "It's your fault in the first place, everything is your fault, you pay me the book, pay me the book."
She is two years older than Gu Qingguan, and yet she is so unruly. She is really a strange woman. Unexpectedly, I feel that such a naughty and cute person is so tight that I don't even feel the slightest bit of disgust.
Jiang Hongwen said helplessly, "Pay, pay, pay for everything. Do whatever you want. I just ask you not to cry."
The tears fell on his hands, so hot that he could even hear his own heartbeat, like a drum.
It's terrible!
Shi Songyin raised his head blankly at this moment, and when he saw the two people standing and hugging each other clearly, his face suddenly turned red.
What did she just do, what did she say, and why were the two of them so close, so close that she was clearly reflected in his eyes.
Shi Songyin took a few steps back in panic, feeling like he was reborn after death.
She didn't even have time to wipe away the tears on her face. She put the mask back on her face in a daze, "Master Qi, I'm sorry, I lost my sense of propriety and forgot my upbringing. I..."
Jiang Hongwen's brows gradually furrowed, and he suddenly remembered the words "property" and "education", which were the words he used when he disliked her.
He moved the corner of his lower lip, but did not speak.
In the past, the woman he loved was the most well-behaved woman in the world. She was very measured in every move she made, and her grace was unrivaled when she walked to where she stood.
Just like a graceful and luxurious peony.
But now, he had another idea.
The woman adhered to the rules and taught her, everything must be done to perfection, and no one would have the slightest criticism. Even if she was in the cold palace, and her heart was miserable, she must maintain her magnanimity.
Too rigid and easy to break. She finally got stuck in this attitude and died young, depressed.
If she was willing to cry, make a fuss, and hate like Shi Songyin, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Although peonies are rich and noble, they have lost their aura. It's better to be like an orchid in an empty valley, where you can be free and do whatever you want.
Seeing that he was silent, Shi Songyin just thought he was angry, his expression darkened, he bent his knees and planned to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step forward, the man stepped forward to stop her.
Shi Songyin raised her little face and said calmly and blushing: "Seventh Master, I can't apologize anymore... I..."
"Don't go back to the south." Jiang Hongwen said this inexplicably.
Shi Songyin smiled sadly, "What are you doing here? Are you annoying?"
Jiang Hongwen stared at her, looked directly into her eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and after a long while, he said, "No one dislikes you."
Shi Songyin slowly shook his head, his lips twitching, and instead of answering, he turned to one side and left from another place.
"Shi Songyin!"
Jiang Hongwen was burning with anxiety, but he didn't know what to say, let alone stop her, so he simply called out her name with a thick skin.
Shi Songyin paused, not daring to look back.
Jiang Hongwen took a deep breath, and suddenly felt like she was defeated. She didn't even look back. Could it be that she really hated him
I really hate it too!
Shi Songyin couldn't hear the movement behind him, so he turned around slowly, with tears still in his eyes, "Master Qi, is there anything else you can do?"
Jiang Hongwen looked at her face and whispered: "I don't dislike you!"
moment.
Shi Songyin's breathing became rapid, and his heart beat so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest. She said in a trembling voice: "Qi... What did Master Qi say?"
He fired his bow without looking back. At this moment, Jiang Hongwen had calmed down and said word by word: "Shi Songyin, I love you!"
The sharpness in the man's eyes struck people's hearts. Shi Songyin covered her chest and looked at him without blinking. After a moment, her body softened and she fell down.
"Shi Songyin, Shi Songyin..."
Jiang Hongwen looked at the person in his arms, feeling confused.
Just when Jiang Hongwen was in confusion, a man dressed as a soldier crossed the pond, entered the yard, and walked into Mr. Su's study.
In the study, Su Ziyu was holding a paintbrush and tracing something. Hearing a sound, he looked up and saw that it was the person next to Yang Rui. He quickly put down the pen and stood up.
The visitor took a step forward and said, "Third Master, something happened over there with Miss Sixth."
Su Ziyu's heart was beating loudly, her fingers tightly clasped the edge of the table, and she said in a trembling voice, "What happened to her?"
The person came closer and whispered in his ear.
After Su Ziyu listened, the expression on his face was extremely complicated.
For a long time, he hid all his thoughts and said calmly: "Go and tell your father that you must watch over him carefully on the way back and don't make any mistakes again."
The visitor whispered: "I said, we can only do our best. You also know that she cannot get close to the emperor when she is walking around."
"Go!" Su Ziyu waved her hand, her lips trembling slightly.
He had warned her long ago to stay away from King Xian, and further away, but still... If King Shou hadn't come back, she would have...
Suddenly, something flashed through his mind, and Su Ziyu slammed the table and stood up.
No, why did Prince Shou come back so coincidentally
"Third Master, Third Grandma didn't eat lunch today. Look..." Someone suddenly spoke outside the study.
His thoughts were interrupted, anger flashed across Su Ziyu's face, he opened the door and looked at the maid at the door, and said after a moment: "I'll go take a look."
The autumn wind gradually picked up and knocked on the window.
Su Ziyu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at a character on the window. There were four words on the talisman - no taboos, and his eyes gradually darkened.
My mother had just been buried on the twenty-first day after her death. This talisman had to be affixed for seven or forty-nine days before it could be taken off.
In a flash, she had been gone for more than a month. Su Ziyu sighed slightly, lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.
On the small lotus pear wood table on the bed, there are three or four bowls for holding soups and medicines. They are painted with the same color of relief beauty, pastel stone and Qinggong kiln porcelain.
On another small table, there is a food box. The food in the food box has already cooled down.
Su Ziyu looked at the people half leaning and half lying on the bed, and waved her hand, signaling everyone to leave.
"Eighth Miss, if you want to threaten me with a hunger strike, then don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."
Yin Daimei raised her eyes and glanced at the man. The hands on her sides could not help but clenched tightly into fists.
The nails were dug deep into the palms, and there was no pain at all.
Su Ziyu picked up the clothes on the hanger, threw them on the bed, and whispered: "Put it on, and after dinner, I will accompany you for a walk in the garden. The sun will be good for your illness."
Yin Daimei didn't move, just looked at him with her eyes. These eyes have long lost their vibrancy and have become as dead as water.
This man is really terrible.
He obviously hates her to death in his heart, but he pretends to be a loving couple with her outside. No matter who he is, there is nothing wrong with him.
Not only that, he always protected her, no matter what was right or wrong, reasonable or unreasonable, pushing her, a newly married daughter-in-law, into the limelight.
Everyone in the house knew that Mr. Su doted on his wife to no end. In fact...
How much hate and jealousy she suffered.
This method, called flattery and killing, was mostly used by the head of the family on concubines and concubines, and my mother had used it frequently in the past.
She never thought that one day such a trick would fall on her. Now, she can't move at all in this house.
What made her feel embarrassed was that every night, that muscular man would appear in front of her bed on time, flirting with her.
The extreme joy of the body and the extreme pain of the heart, the waves of love that went back and forth between heaven and hell, swallowed her up again and again.
She knew that this was Su Ziyu's revenge on her. He had deliberately pushed her to the edge of collapse, almost driving her crazy.
Yin Daimei sneered, "Su Ziyu, it's hard for you to hate me so much and pretend to be a loving couple. It's not easy!"
Su Ziyu looked half ashamed, "I've been pretending for so many years, it's not easy but it's easy."
Yin Daimei almost vomited blood and burst into tears, "Su Ziyu, I really hate you like this. I just introduced her to the wise king, you want to destroy me like this?"
Su Ziyu's deep eyes turned cold, and the murderous look on his face moved slightly.
After a long while, he smiled lightly and said: "Miss Yin, why did you say this? You destroyed her, and I destroyed you. Let's settle this grudge in this life. We don't have to worry about the next life. Be obedient, open your mouth, and I will feed you."
With gentle words and deep affection, he looks like the most affectionate husband in the world.
Yin Daimei pushed hard and shouted like crazy: "Go away, you madman, you devil, I will not let you go, I want all your Su family to suffer misfortune." Su Ziyu sighed, He turned to his face and whispered: "Miss Yin's temper is getting worse and worse. Why don't I accompany you back to the British government? By the way, I can bring a few more maids with me to tell what happened that night." I don’t know what the British public hearing will be like after seeing it.
expression? "
For a moment, Yin Daimei stretched her neck as if her acupoints had been tapped, and no sound could be made.
She had a hunch that this crazy man would do anything for that woman.
She slowly lowered her head, not wanting to think about it anymore. The more she thought about it, the more desolate and desperate her heart became.
Su Ziyu sighed and said in a deep voice: "Come on, Third Grandma, finish your meal and I will accompany you for a walk in the garden."
He accompanies her to the garden every day, regardless of wind or rain, the two of them walk side by side on the bluestone road, looking at their backs so lovingly.
Putting the spoon to her mouth, Yin Daimei slowly opened her mouth, took the cold rice into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.
A tear fell from his eye. Love is only for outsiders to see; inside, it has long been in pieces.