The glass lamp went out halfway before You Yuji could walk back. You Yuji walked in the darkness, looking at the lights in the courtyard in the distance.
She didn't expect herself to be so calm.
Just today, she personally went through the procedures of secretly sending Si Que away, and also went to the courtyard she prepared for him, and asked Zhuo Wu to pick out the piano stand for him. It was only half a day, but she still remembered the joy and anxiety she felt when she was in that courtyard during the day.
It always gets dark.
Tanxiang Yingyue was very lively, with the maids' sweet laughter. Zhenxu was leading the maids in pasting window flowers and hanging colorful knots.
"Madam, you're back so early?" Zhenxu hurried to greet her.
You Yuji handed her the extinguished glass lamp and took off her fox fur coat and handed it to her. She still had a gentle smile on her face as she looked around the busy house.
"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I had nothing to do tonight so I called them over to put up window paper." Zhenxu explained with a smile.
You Yuji nodded and said, "You guys do it."
She walked slowly towards the inner room. She sat down on the beauty couch and saw Baisui sleeping in a ball.
You Yuji stared at it quietly.
The maids outside could be heard laughing and talking happily from time to time. The only time of the year when they could relax was during the New Year, and You Yuji didn't want to restrict them.
But after all, it felt a bit noisy.
Thinking that they might have to come in to put up window paper in a while, You Yuji stood up and walked towards the small clothing room inside.
Baisui, who was sleeping, opened his eyes, looked at her, opened his mouth wide, yawned, and continued to sleep.
Arriving at the small room inside, it was much quieter. You Yuji sat down in front of the dressing table under the small window, silently looking at herself in the bronze mirror.
After running around outside all day, she felt tired. She tilted her head slightly, took off the hairpins and hairpins from her hair one by one, and placed them on the dressing table. Her hair fell down, and she combed it slowly with a wooden comb.
She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, but she was not really looking at herself.
Involuntarily, she began to slow down the process of combing her long hair.
It took You Yuji a long while to come back to her senses. She put down the comb, opened the small drawer of the dressing table with the key, and placed the two small duck egg blue porcelain bottles on the dressing table.
In order to get these two fake death pills, she spent a lot of effort. Not to mention the suffering she herself suffered, these 20,000 taels of gold were not a small amount. It was the end of the year, and the You family had the habit of giving their subordinates a bonus at the end of the year. This was a huge expense. Moreover, as a business family, the working capital was limited. In order to raise the funds within a month, she not only stopped two businesses, but also sold several houses. Even a few shops were still mortgaged, and they would be redeemed when the funds were freed up in the spring...
You Yuji picked up a small porcelain bottle, shook it gently, and listened to the subtle sound of the fake death drug inside tapping against the bottle.
Today, she finally prepared everything and could finally tell him that she was going to take him away from here. He didn't need to worry about anything and she would protect him in everything.
She thought that his eyes would be bright and filled with joy.
You Yuji slowly closed her eyes.
It turned out that all her hard preparations were meaningless.
It's meaningless.
The person she was trying so hard to save didn't need her saving at all.
The door was pushed open, and the laughter of the maids outside drifted in again. Si Que stepped in and closed the small door again. The laughter that slipped in faded away again.
Si Que walked closer step by step, stood behind You Yuji, and looked at her closed face in the bronze mirror. He lowered his gaze to the fake death drug on the dressing table.
I don't know when You Yuji opened her eyes. Her gaze fell on the bronze mirror in front of her. From her perspective, she couldn't see his face, but only his snow-white clothes. He hadn't taken off his white fox fur coat yet.
Si Que chuckled and said, "I thought you would be furious."
You Yuji's brows slightly frowned, then instantly relaxed, returning to a calm expression.
He bent down, and the collar of his white fox fur coat fell on You Yuji's shoulders. He picked up a bottle of fake death medicine on the dressing table and stood up. The smooth little porcelain bottle was held in his hand, and his eyes fell on the bottle of fake death medicine.
"Could this fake death drug be prepared for me?" he asked.
There was a long silence, and just when Si Que thought You Yuzhi would ignore him, she nodded.
Si Que narrowed his eyes, his gaze had already moved from the fake death drug in his hand to her face in the bronze mirror.
The face reflected in the bronze mirror was not real enough. Si Que put the fake death drug back and suddenly grabbed the back of her chair and turned her around. He lowered his eyes and examined her expression.
You Yuji didn't expect herself to be so calm, and neither did Si Que. He stared at her expressionless face for a long time, feeling a strange uneasiness in his heart.
He would rather she was angry, would rather she got so angry that her eyes turned red and she scolded and beat him.
But she didn't.
Yes, a man like him is not worth her anger and tears.
The irritation crept into his heart in an instant, making him not want to stay here any longer. He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, the irritation in his heart would make him do something out of control. He immediately turned around and strode out. When he reached the door, his footsteps stopped again. Before his raised fingertips touched the wooden door, he put them down again. He turned around, relying on the strong reluctance and attachment in his chest, he strode towards You Yuji again. He bent down, held You Yuji's chin, lifted her face, and kissed her hard.
You Yuji was in a trance.
She didn't move, didn't push him away, and didn't respond at all. She even calmly compared the man in front of her with the person she had been with day and night for the past two months.
You Yuji felt a pain on her lips.
The man who had been with her day and night for more than two months always looked at her with a smile, was gentle and obedient to her, and no matter what time it was, even when he was most emotional, he would care about her every tiny emotion and would never hurt her.
His kiss was always gentle, sweet and measured, never so aggressive as to hurt her.
It turned out that when the red curtain fell and he was in a state of confusion and passion, he was also acting.
Si Que looked at You Yuji's eyes, which were so close to him. He saw no emotion in her eyes. His hand, which was tightly clasping her waist, slowly dropped and he let her go.
Si Que couldn't help but take a step back and stare at You Yuzhi's face.
Her delicate and soft lips were moist, and he left red and swollen marks on them.
Si Que pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a long time before he could not help but speak again: "You Yuji, are you a wooden head? Don't you have anything to say?"
He stared at the expression on You Yuji's face, not wanting to miss any subtle changes in her expression. He watched her tender and rosy lips slightly open, and his heartstrings tightened, waiting for the verdict, but then he watched her slowly purse her lips.
You Yuji said nothing.
She just felt that the room was a little stuffy, so she stood up and half-opened the window behind the bronze mirror to let the cool winter night breeze from outside blow in.
Only then did I feel like breathing was easier.
The cool night wind blew in, and Si Que suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but coughing lightly.
Zhenxu knocked on the door outside and said with a smile, "Madam, do you want to put up window paper in the closet?"
Separated by a door, people outside are happily preparing for the New Year, while the two people inside are in the cold winter.
"Come in." You Yuji spoke in a gentle voice. Her voice was a little low, but there was nothing unusual about it. As she spoke, she put the two bottles of fake death medicine back into the drawer, locked it, and put it away.
Her eyes fell on the lock that was still shaking slightly, and she thought that Si Que no longer needed this thing, and keeping it would be useful somewhere else in the future.
Zhenxu came over with a bright red paper-cut in her hand and was about to stick it on the window. You Yuji made way for her and walked out slowly, passing by Si Que without even looking at him.
Si Que stood there, silently watching Zhen Xu paste the festive paper-cut on the window. It was a picture of sika deer with their necks intertwined, vivid and lifelike.
Si Que turned around and went out, and heard You Yuzhi talking to Baohe.
"Take the rest and give them to Liufeng in the east wing. Sique will move back soon." You Yuzhi said.
Bao He looked past You Yuji and towards Si Que behind her, with a puzzled look in her eyes - are these two people arguing again? She didn't dare to ask, so she had to answer.
Si Que looked at You Yuji's slender back and knew that she was going to chase him away. Not only that, she also called him by his full name.
Si Que turned and walked out.
I was so cold outside that I hadn’t warmed up yet when I got home. I stood under the eaves again, being blown by the cold winter wind.
He returned to the east wing.
The east wing had been empty all this time. Liu Feng didn't know he would suddenly move back, so he hadn't lit a charcoal fire in his room. At this moment, the room was as cold as the outside. Liu Feng hurriedly got busy, first lighting the lamp, lighting the charcoal fire, and then quickly going to boil water for tea.
Si Que opened the window and sat down behind the piano table under the window. While looking at the soft light and shadow emanating from You Yuji's room through the open window, he casually plucked the strings of the piano.
The song is not a song, and the tune is not a tune.
Seeing that he had opened the window, Liu Feng quickly asked the maid to bring in two charcoal braziers. Soon, the room was warm.
After all, he had been outside for most of the day and caught a cold at night. Si Que was weak and a little tired. His slender fingers pressed on the strings, and the humming sound covered the random tune.
Upset.
Very annoying.
In the warmth of the room, Si Que rested his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes for a nap. He just wanted to relax a little, but he fell asleep unexpectedly.
In the dream, the vixen turned around and smiled at him. Her bright eyes, smiling and coquettish, were filled with a dazzling light that made everything else pale in comparison, and made people stare at her charming eyes lingeringly.
The grass was lush and green, the sky was clear and high. After the drizzle of rain, the world was washed clean. She ran towards him, holding his hand and shaking it softly.
"Que Lang, just give me a kiss."
Si Que's heart was beating rapidly. The hand that was supporting his forehead slipped slightly, and his head drooped, waking up from his dream.
Si Que was in a trance for a moment, and then he felt extremely annoyed.
It was because this vixen had some magical powers. She tortured him in front of him so much that he felt physical and mental pain. She also used her magical powers to get into his dreams and tease him.
Vixen!
The sound of footsteps made Si Que raise his head.
Baohe came from the main room carrying Baisui and stood under the window. When they suddenly saw the expression on Sique's face, they were shocked.
Si Que didn't bother to pretend, and glanced at Bai Sui in her arms with a gloomy face and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh..." Bao He came back to her senses, "Madam said that there are many guests coming for the New Year in the past few days, and she was afraid that Baisui would offend the guests, so she asked me to bring it here."
Baohe held the Baisui in his hand and brought it in through the window.
Si Que pursed his lips tightly, stared at Baisui, and didn't answer.
—She didn’t even want their cat anymore.
Baisui felt uncomfortable hanging in the air, so he turned over swiftly, escaped from Baohe's hand, and jumped onto Sique's zither, stepping on the strings and making them crackle.
Si Que felt annoyed by what he heard, so he pinched its neck, picked it up, and threw it away.
Baisui was unexpectedly thrown down and fell heavily to the ground. He sat on the ground and meowed at Si Que in grievance.
It barked several times, but Si Que ignored it. It stopped barking, walked to Si Que's feet, and fell asleep while hugging the corner of his skirt.
It was late at night, but Anxiangyuan was already full of people.
Fang Qingyi had been feeling unwell since she returned home. She had abdominal pain and later had spotting, so she hurried to call a doctor.
Fang Qingyi cried bitterly, "I know that it's embarrassing for Madam to have a bastard born first, but this is a life! It's also my cousin's own flesh and blood! Madam... Madam must have been confused for a moment at Wan'an Temple today. I hope my uncle and aunt will understand and not blame Madam."
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