Chapter three hundred and forty-eight hatred
When the sun sets in the west, a touch of orange and gradually pink clouds smear the horizon. The breeze gently lifts the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard and dances. Even the fragrance of the flowers becomes much gentler and more lingering.
"This house will be your home from now on. If you need anything in the future, let them add it-"
After having dinner with Jiu Ge, seeing that after a day of comfort and comfort, Jiu Ge's mood finally returned to peace, Yang Yan was about to get up and leave. Before leaving, he thought about it and gave some special instructions.
When Jiu Ge nodded, Yang Yan nodded with relief, gave Jiu Ge a smile, turned around and walked out.
"Erlangjun——"
Hearing the long-lost voice that sounded urgent but cautiously, Yang Yan was slightly shaken, and felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he was back to the past again.
Turning around and looking back, Yang Yan saw that Jiu Ge behind him had already stood up. His lips were closed and moving, but he didn't say anything. Only those eyes were filled with too many uncontrollable emotions.
"What's wrong?"
Hearing Yang Yan's soft question, Jiu Ge still didn't know how to speak. Instead, he clenched his hands uneasily and loosened them again and again, as if he was facing the biggest difficulty in the world.
Sensing Jiuge's strangeness, Yang Yan's eyes softened a lot, and he walked forward slowly, as if comforting a child and whispered softly: "Jiuge, you and I have been together since childhood. No matter when, you and I are the same as before.
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After the words finished, silence and tranquility filled the air. Because Yang Yan was tall, he blocked the candlelight behind him. He could only see tears surging in Jiu Ge's eyes in front of him. He lowered his head silently and disappeared into the shadows.
middle.
Seeing Jiu Ge who had become so fragile, Yang Yan felt a lump in her throat. She raised her right hand slightly, but it stopped at her shoulder and did not fall down for a long time.
"Have a rest early."
After all, Yang Yan didn't want to force Jiu Ge. After a long moment of silence, he just whispered a word and turned around.
"Erlang!"
As if he had been injected with a lot of courage, seeing Yang Yan about to leave, Jiu Ge's back suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly raised his head, like a gambler who poured all his wealth into just betting on the look back at the person in front of him.
"Can you, can you stay with me?"
Hearing these words, Yang Yan paused, and when he turned around, he saw the weak and helpless Jiuge looking at him expectantly under the shadow of the lamp, as if looking at the last spark of hope.
The wind outside the corridor gradually became much colder, making the window screens rustle. Yang Yan, who was standing there, moved his brows slightly. After a long time, he finally made a sound, as gentle as ever, but in a lot of trouble.
"It's getting late, and you're tired today. You should rest early. It's very safe here, and they will protect you."
Hearing Yang Yan's words, Jiuge's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, but only for a moment, he nodded obediently, but hesitantly said: "Erlang, will you come to see me again?"
Hearing these weak and ethereal words, Yang Yan nodded gently and said, "If you need anything, just ask someone to tell Tan Mo."
After finishing speaking, Yang Yan called Tan Mo in and gave some instructions. Then the master and servant walked out. Seeing that the cold wind outside was getting worse, Tan Mo quickly took the cloak and prepared it for Yang Yan.
After putting it on, Jiu Ge, who unexpectedly came out to see him off, took it out of habit and took care of it for Yang Yan with his own hands as before.
The suddenly shortened distance made Yang Yan unable to help but remain silent. Just as Jiuge stood in front of him and tied the belt for him, Yang Yan instinctively took a step back and said softly: "It doesn't matter, take care of yourself.
Tanmo and the others can do these things."
Hearing these kind words, Jiuge couldn't feel the alienation. However, the disappointment did not appear on her face. At this moment, under the moonlight, she was even more as quiet as a virgin, and as gentle as ever: "Erlang, go slow."
When Yang Yan was walking in the night, looking up at the bright moon, he immediately blurted out to Tan Mo beside him: "In a moment, we will turn to Fulufang and pass by Zhang's shop on East Street. Take a bowl of wontons back."
"Mr. Lang just finished his meal, could he be hungry again?" Hearing Yang Yan's instructions, Tan Mo couldn't help but look up in surprise.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Yan heard this, he smiled, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows full of tenderness.
"oh--"
At this moment, the clever Tan Mo suddenly understood. He couldn't help but lengthen his voice and said with a smile: "Your Highness the Crown Princess likes the wontons from that shop the most. Your Highness is always thinking of Your Highness the Crown Princess."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Yan didn't say yes or no, but just said with a smile: "Okay, let's go quickly."
"Hey——" Tan Mo heard the sound and was even more hurried to follow.
The night was deep in front of me. Looking at the place where Yang Yan's master and servant disappeared, Jiu Ge stood coldly on the porch outside the door. His eyes seemed calm and calm, but they were like a pool of deep water that could not be seen, even stagnant water, and the tenderness just now.
They are completely different.
"Madam, it's cold outside and you're weak, so why don't you go in and have a rest."
Hearing the tentative words of comfort from the maid on the side, Jiu Ge indifferently withdrew his deep gaze, and immediately turned to look at the maid who came forward with a smile and said, "Thank you."
Looking at the extremely gentle Jiu Ge in front of her, the maid on the side suddenly felt that the person in front of her was much closer, and then she helped Jiu Ge inside with a smile.
"I heard that you are all members of His Royal Highness, so you used to serve in the East Palace?"
Upon hearing Jiuge's question, the maid smiled and responded, "Madam, yes."
"I heard——"
Jiu Ge walked in and considered it while saying, "I heard that Her Highness the Crown Princess is gentle and kind, and has a great temper. She and Her Highness the Crown Prince are also on the same page."
"Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess manages the East Palace well, she is always fair and compassionate to us slaves, so everyone in the East Palace praises her, and Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess have a very deep relationship."
Hearing this compliment, Jiuge's eyes darkened, but he smiled and said after a moment: "Okay, you go down first."
"Okay, madam, if you need anything, just call the slaves."
Seeing the maid retreat, the smile suddenly froze on Jiu Ge's face and receded little by little.
When she sat alone in front of the dressing table and looked at the face in the mirror, the past events replayed before her eyes one by one.
In the silence, Jiu Ge took off the hairpin rings one by one and combed her black hair one by one. She looked extremely calm, but only she knew that at this moment, there was already a huge wave in her heart.
This year, she was the only one living in hell, living worse than mud.
But those who put her in it and suffered so much were in high positions, enjoying the glory and wealth, and had long forgotten about her life.
Why?
Thinking of this, Jiu Ge couldn't help but smile, as if he was mocking himself, as if he was cold. Gradually, his eyes became more cold and gloomy.
King Qin is right, since God is unfair, then there is only retaliation for retaliation.
If she couldn't do this, how could she be worthy of her dead child, her dead mother, and her long-dead self?
Anyway, she is alone now, and her life is nothing more than death.
Chapter completed!