When I woke up again, it was already morning, it looked like it was going to rain on a cloudy day, and the weather was a little stuffy. Xianggong's figure is no longer in front of the window, Xiaochan has also gone to rest, and Juaner and Xing'er are guarding here. According to Juan'er, the old lady came over earlier, and when she saw she was sleeping, she signaled that she didn't need to wake up, but just casually asked what the charts on the table were for, knowing that it was made by Ning Yi, He didn't ask any more questions, just let her rest.
In a mere night, the high fever could not go away. She drank another bowl of medicine, her head was dizzy, and her mouth was full of bitterness. The anxiety in her heart is still there, even though Liheng said that yesterday, but what will happen in the end... She actually already knew it to some extent, but she was unwilling and took a lot of effort.
The figure was not in this room, thinking of this in my heart, I felt that it was very empty, but finally fell into a drowsiness in a daze. The sleep this time was not like the one in the early morning, when all kinds of nightmares came one after another, making her unable to rest peacefully. When he woke up again, it was probably past noon, Ning Yi sat on the chair by the window again, and was talking to Juan'er who was standing beside him. explain why.
Xiaochan came over and said, "Miss, are you awake?" Then Ning Yi and Juan'er also turned around.
She was very tired, and she didn't want to talk or move, but Chan'er came over to raise her pillow, and Li Heng's hand stretched over her forehead—except last night, they had never had such intimate contact before. , but it feels natural. After measuring the temperature of his forehead with his palm, the man nodded: "It seems to be better, I'll call Dr. Sun over later." Then he said something incomprehensible, such as "It was about forty degrees yesterday". .
Xiaochan went out to bring a bowl of porridge and "forced" her to drink a few sips of white porridge. Soon after, Dr. Sun also came over and asked about the situation. Xiaochan occasionally said something. , speak only occasionally. She lay there and watched a group of people come and go, and sometimes she and Ning Yi were alone in this room. The movement of the back at the table seemed to be fast, clear, and orderly, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Strange feeling, very calming.
In the evening, the sky was dark, it was raining outside the window, the fresh air floated into the room, and there was a smell of earth.
She only fell asleep occasionally, and then woke up again. That night, Shopkeeper Liao and others did not enter the house, and there were no restless lights in the rain curtain for several days in a row. What are they doing? Has the business situation happened? What about the change... Occasionally, I thought in my heart that only Ning Yi and Chan'er, Juan'er, and Xing'er were with her in the room, and a few pieces of rice paper were hung on the wall in the room. The situation adds a touch of strange color that is difficult to understand.
Although her bedroom often deals with some business matters, it is more atmospheric than ordinary ladies' bedrooms, but there are still things and decorations that many girls like. At this time, adding these rice papers immediately broke the atmosphere. . Most of the time, the room was quiet. Chan'er, Juan'er, and Xing'er whispered to her and Liheng. The in and out were also gentle. Mixed in the rain, Liheng's busyness and concentration had its own rules. Brings quiet power.
It was only this night that she remembered the thought in the early morning more clearly: Xianggong is a scholar, or even Jiang Ning's most powerful talent.
In the early years, when I was still a girl before I got married, I longed for these things, and I fantasized more than once that I would marry a talented person in the future. Businessmen, it is not that there is no such opportunity.
Since I have learned a little about the world, I have less of such thoughts, but my longing is definitely still there. The stories of talents and beauties that happened in Jiangning by word of mouth, Cao Guan, Li Pin and others who later became famous, and the rumors of battles that happened at poetry banquets, she was very interested to inquire, even later Going to the Puyuan Poetry Festival is mostly for business, but hearing about other poetry festivals and seeing many good poems can also make her feel that the money is worth it. It seems to be something in another world, but it is not. It doesn't prevent her from liking and looking forward to it.
Then, life is still life. She became a relative according to the predetermined plan, and she recruited children. She said that she was a scholar, but she couldn't get along with a talented person. She could only be said to be a nerd. Life is life, and she can still look forward to the things about those great poets and geniuses, but when her husband doesn't seem to be as dumb as she expected, when some things start to overlap, she feels a little at a loss. .
My husband is called the number one talent in Jiangning by some people, what should I do? In fact, she couldn't feel the symbols that a great scholar and a scholar should have here. In the past, he heard books and watched operas, and it was clear in them. Those who were supposed to be great talents also quoted scriptures, even if they were a little bit deviant, they should show their talents casually, wherever he went. It should be the center and the logo, the kind that makes people unapproachable. She once dreamed of marrying a talented person. It should be "the officials have worked hard" and "thank you for your concern" - in short, it is as formal and distant as on the stage, but if those distances are gone, what should things be like
On weekdays, he speaks simply and casually, without boasting or boasting, and is humorous, but such a person is called the number one talent. She would read those two poems from time to time. They were not like ordinary couples, but sometimes they were like friends—she had never heard of such good friends. They went to the second floor to talk every few days. , say anything. Is it possible for a man and a woman to become such friends? In some legends, there is often a woman who disguises herself as a man and becomes friends with others, but she has not pretended to be, but is there such a couple? Seems to have never heard of it either.
She actually likes this feeling, to the point of... I don't know how to change it, and I don't know how to go further. But the cognition that Xiang Gong is a great talent has always been a little vague for her. Until this point it became clear.
From the afternoon to the evening, she heard Xianggong softly ask a few questions, all of which were the most critical points in the accounts in the past few years. Xianggong is a smart man, and he is doing these things seriously. This matter Su Tan'er soon became clear, but no matter how talented people are, there is nothing they can do about it. The husband is a great talent, and he is the daughter of a merchant. These things should have been done by themselves, and they have always been After trying to do a good job, trying not to let Xianggong feel the annoyance and interference of these things, but at this time, he was still involved after all.
What the outcome will be, it is not important here. It is impossible for Xianggong to do this well. In order to relieve his heart, he said, "I will do it well." But these things cannot be solved with determination, no matter what. , after letting him in, after all, these things still involve him...
She thought about these things, she slept for a while and woke up for a while, until midnight, the rain was still falling, but the night seemed quiet, the light of the oil lamp was flickering, only the back of Liheng was sitting on the chair in the room, he was at the moment Looking at some letters with shopkeepers from all over the world, when he noticed the movement behind him, he turned his head, put down the letterhead, and got up.
"Wake up? Want some water?"
"Well..." Su Tan'er nodded slightly.
Ning Yi raised the pillow, poured a glass of warm water from the side, and fed her a few sips: "Xing'er and Juan'er are sleeping, Xiaochan is also very tired today, so I tricked her to take a rest just now, but wait When you can take medicine, you'd better wake up, uh, if you want to..." Ning Yi looked at her for a while, then got up, "I'll call Xiaochan."
There are reasons for Ning Yi's hesitation. He deliberately disappeared several times during the day, mainly to leave time for her to get out of bed or something. Although she had a severe cold, she actually had some strength to get out of bed, not really. slumped on the bed. It's hard to talk about these private matters. In normal times, Su Tan'er's face would be red, but she was only slightly embarrassed at this time. Seeing that Ning Yi was about to leave, she opened her mouth and said, "Xianggong... No need..." When Ning Yi stopped, he whispered: "Xiang Gong really doesn't shy away..." Of course, if he completely avoided these things or didn't want to do these things at all, he would be most uncomfortable.
Ning Yi smiled: "Is it better?"
"Better… "
"It will take about two or three days for the fever to subside." Ning Yi glanced at her and could say a lot, but in the end he shook his head: "You feel uncomfortable, don't quarrel with you, if you want to eat or have other things, I will talk to you again. I say."
He took a letter and sat down on a chair not far away, the room fell into silence, the autumn rain outside had already become the background, Su Tan'er looked at the figure for a long time, and finally said: "Xiang Gong... why did you agree to this marriage? Woolen cloth?"
There have been similar conversations between the two in the past, but when they say it this time, the problem is obviously not the same. Ning Yi put down the letter and looked at Su Tan'er on the bed. After a long while, he shook his head with a smile: "I thought about talking to you about this, but... Maybe in a few days, when you wake up a bit more? You look like now. Not feeling well."
"I'm fine with my concubine, I want... I want to know." Su Tan'er spoke slowly, "So my husband wants to talk too?"
"It's not why I agreed to this marriage." Ning Yi put the letter aside, moved the chair to the bed, and sat down, "I have already said it before, I don't know why I agreed to this marriage, I lost my memory. .I'm not talking about what happened before the amnesia, but after..."
"What happened after that?"
Ning Yi looked at her for a while, sighed, and then laughed: "Are you sure you want to hear this now?"
Su Tan'er also tried her best to smile: "If you don't listen, your concubine won't be able to sleep..."
"Okay." Ning Yi nodded, because Su Tan'er's consciousness was probably limited at this time, so his speech rate was not fast, and he repeated from time to time, "Actually, it's a simple matter, don't talk about it now, there are I'll talk about it one day... A man named Ning Yi got married to a woman named Su Tan'er, and we got to know each other like this... These are already facts, if you don't think about him, it's a good fate. , it doesn't matter if it's wrong or wrong, it's just the two of us anyway... You are part of this kind of thing, what do you think?"
Su Tan'er frowned and thought about it, but she didn't quite understand the meaning of Ning Yi's words: "Concubine... Concubine, I'm very happy..."
Ning Yi patted her hand and paused slightly: "Everyone else says it's empty, what kind of talent, entering a childbirth... In short, things are already like this, life is simple, as for me, it doesn't matter much about entering a childbirth. As for you, I don't hate you... No, it's better to say directly, I like you, whether in business or in character, you are good and strong, but not bad, I like this kind of character, not to mention, You are also pretty..."
Ning Yi rested his chin with one hand beside the bed, and his words were indifferent and calm, as if he said it casually wherever he thought of it. Su Tan'er was suddenly caught off guard. Even in such a weak situation, her face flushed and she stammered shyly: "Xianggong, Xianggong, is it true... Do you like it?"
"Well, I like it."
"But... But, this is not the character of a lady... A woman's incompetence is a virtue, a woman's family... It shouldn't be like this, they all say... This... Men don't like this..." After speaking incoherently for a while, while sick The Su Tan'er did not forget to emphasize some things with her eyes. After a while, she became depressed, "I... I'm not worthy of my husband..."
"At this time, I still like to raise the bar so much. In the eyes of others, I'm just a soft eater. You are better than many men..."
"Xiang Gong is not incapable of..."
Ning Yi smiled: "At this time, there is no need to degrade yourself all the time. These are not important, and the argument will not come to fruition until tomorrow... Anyway, it's just a matter between us. I have nothing to be dissatisfied with in life, and I like you, too. I like this yard, Chan'er, Juan'er, Xing'er, etc. There are some boring people around, doing boring things all day, but in general, it's okay to live like this, it's fine. So, I want to be with you Talk about this."
He shook Su Tan'er's somewhat weak palm. The five fingers were round and slender, very beautiful. He played with it in his hands, and then settled down: "If you are not too dissatisfied, then we may have to live like this... No matter how it was arranged in the past, it is already the way it is, you don't need to think about why it is the way it is, it's not annoying anyway, that's it..."
He took La Su Tan'er's hand and waited for an answer. For Ning Yi, this might also be a more important decision. When he just woke up, he was prepared to leave at any time, and then he just waited and watched, but by this time, some things could probably be determined. There is no need to think about those factors that are too romantic. In short, since they are called husband and wife, and since Su Taner's temperament is not disliked by him, the two get along well, and it doesn't matter if they change it or not. Next, nothing more than is life.
Su Tan'er looked at him, blinked and blinked again, her eyes were red, tears were streaming down her cheeks, she pursed her lips tightly, unable to speak. Ning Yi waited for a long time before lowering his head and smiling: "No matter what, I have to give you a word..."
"Xiang Gong..." Su Tan'er's lips moved, "After this incident, Tan'er is in better health, we..." The voice was choked and slightly hoarse, but her eyes were firm. In the rainy night, she After a slight pause, he sniffed.
"Let's round up the house..."
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It's not easy to get her to say that...