Zhang Xutang wiped his nose with a handkerchief, threw the handkerchief to the ground, nestled in the chair, picked up the teacup, and drank the scalding hot tea.
He blew into the tea, took a sip, and saw Song Huiyue wearing a soap-colored cloak. The cloak was made of unknown hair. It was long and shiny. Under the dim firelight, it looked like water, with dots of scales shining on it.
, which made her face look particularly calm.
He suddenly realized that she was not like this when he met her in Tanzhou.
At that time, she smiled with great joy, her face was in high spirits, and her thick eyebrows and big eyes looked a bit childish. She often stood on the street with Yin Xiao and ate randomly.
Now she has lost weight, all the soft flesh on her face has disappeared, the bridge of her nose is straight, and her big eyes have become unsympathetic.
Suddenly there was a little fire in his heart. It was an unknown fire. He didn't know where it came from or why it came: "Why are you so thin?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his heart was filled with excitement, as if some of the emotions buried deep in the darkness also burst out.
He suppressed it with an expressionless expression, pressing it to the deepest level and never mentioning it again.
Song Huiyue put down her pen and blew the ink on the paper. She had never written on such a good paper, so she just wrote one. After listening to his words, she smiled and said: "I'm not much thinner than you. At first glance, Zhang
Inside the yamen, he looks like a tuberculosis ghost."
After saying that, she reached out to untie the cloak, took it off and put it in her arms.
The room was too stuffy, and even after sitting for a while, her head felt damp and her back was sweating slightly.
Despite this, Zhang Xutang still covered his face tightly without any beads of sweat. This shows that he is already weak to a certain extent and needs careful nursing.
Song Huiyue looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will strangle you to death?"
"I know you don't want me to die so happily." Zhang Xutang replied, sipping the hot tea in small sips, being very careful in every move. The dense hot air made the mucus come out of his nose again, so he had to put down the teacup and ordered Xiao Wei
Get a bunch of handkerchiefs.
He blew his nose very gently, as if he were made of porcelain and would break if touched too hard.
He threw away the handkerchief, opened the lid of the white porcelain plate, and pushed the plate in the direction of Song Huiyue: "I didn't expect that at this time, we would be able to talk calmly."
Song Huiyue was not polite, she picked up a handkerchief, dipped it in tea, wiped herself thoroughly, licked her hair, and after arranging it, she ate a lactose lion.
She blinked and her eyes slowly moved from the lactose lion to Zhang Xutang's pale face. Zhang Xutang felt that her eyes were like a spring breeze, making him slightly tipsy.
The world is cold and boring, but this wind blows towards him from afar, with endless hatred in between.
He didn't know how long he had been immersed in such a gaze, until he heard the crunching sound of Song Huiyue chewing candy, and he suddenly woke up. By some mistake, he also ate a piece of lactose lion.
The candy exuded a rich sweetness in his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Song Huiyue. He was a little anxious again, and his eyeballs turned into two pieces of glass without temperature, which hurt like needle pricks.
His weakness and illness were all due to Song Huiyue. Holding the tea cup and staring at Song Huiyue's face, he felt like he was in despair.
While he devoted all his energy to maintaining the Zhang family, he dedicated most of his heart to Song Huiyue.
From the beginning when he wanted to get her and assimilate her, to now when he wants to defeat her and kill her, all his thoughts revolve around Song Huiyue, and he can't get rid of her no matter what.
He even wanted to kill Song Huiyue and then bury her in the Zhang family's cemetery, and then be buried with her after his death.
Women are so easy for him that women are just embellishments when he is bored. They are dispensable and are completely different from Song Huiyue.
So he hopes that time can stop at this moment, but things always go as planned. The more you want time to slow down, the faster it passes. Before he has finished eating a piece of candy, Song Huiyue is already standing
Get up and prepare to say goodbye.
"Wait a minute." When Zhang Xutang saw Song Huiyue wearing a cloak, he stood up suddenly. Then his eyes turned black and he fell forward. Fortunately, he supported the table with both hands and avoided the tragic scene.
Song Huiyue looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Xutang paused for a moment, waited until he was no longer dizzy, then got up and walked behind the partition, and took out a bamboo basket from the house: "Here - here is your brother. When he was at my house, he had a cat.
I got a single seedling and I brought it over."
He didn't want to raise this little thing, but when he went home yesterday, Zhang Zihou held the cat in his arms without writing a single word, so he brought the cat back.
Zhang Zihou also caught a cold while looking for a cat.
Xiao Wei has been taking care of the cat, and he hasn't had time to deal with it yet, but when he saw Song Huiyue today, he suddenly wanted to leave something with her.
Song Huiyue opened the blue cloth on the bamboo basket and took a look. It was a young white cat, balled up in a ball, with its eyes closed. She looked at it twice and put it on the table: "No, he
I won’t like it.”
After that, without waiting for Zhang Xutang to say anything else, she strode out.
After Song Huiyue went out, she found that the outside of Daxiangguo Temple was still very lively.
The business of the Wan family became more and more lively because of the money scattered by the "wealth-spreading boy". The two county princes finally left the palace and were reluctant to leave this prosperous place. They stuck their buttocks out and looked for orphan books at the stalls.
She tightened her cloak and still wanted to buy Li Jun a cat.
While they were watching, a group of sedan chairs came steadily. The traders avoided it early this time and let the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple out.
Song Huiyue turned around and saw that the sedan had stopped and the bearer pressed down the pole. Huang Ting came out from a group of servants in green clothes who were following him. He stepped forward to raise the curtain of the sedan and invited the King of Jin out. In the other sedan was Dong Tongying.
The person who leads the Third Division.
Each one was wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, a gold and jade leather belt around his waist, and gold and silver fish bags, and he walked in surrounded by the King of Jin.
The King of Jin was as white as jade, wearing a crane cloak with a green lotus pattern, and a white jade lotus crown on his head. Dong Tongying whispered something in his ear as he walked, and his expression seemed anxious. The King of Jin lowered his head to listen, and at the same time he stepped forward.
Climb the steps of Daxiangguo Temple.
The officials behind him lowered their eyebrows and followed him inside without saying a word.
Song Huiyue didn't look much. After King Jin passed by, she blinked slowly and continued to pick out the cat.
After buying a little black cat, she carried the basket and walked towards Zhouqiao, when someone suddenly chased her from behind: "Madam, please wait a moment."
Song Huiyue turned around and saw that the person speaking was actually King Jin.
King Jin stepped forward, took off his crane cloak, and revealed the white shirt underneath. He wore a deep-brimmed hat on his head, and there was no one around him: "I just want to say a few words to you, don't leave in a hurry."
Song Huiyue smiled helplessly: "Aren't you busy?"
"I'm just talking to you because I'm busy," King Jin also smiled, with a tired look on his face, "Very soon, I won't delay you anything."
As he spoke, he looked at the two curious princes.
The two princes suddenly lowered their heads, and Prince Tongyi almost bit his tongue: "I just said it was the eldest brother!"