Xuan Jinmo smiled softly, tilted his head slightly and whispered in Tong Xiaoye's ear: "You will marry me in a few years, and then I will pay you back with money."
Tong Xiaoye's face turned red and she stood there not knowing what to do.
Xuan Jinmo laughed and left with Tong Xiaoye. When passing by Lu Xiaoba who was kneeling on the ground, he seemed to say casually: "You'd better shut up."
Not long after the two left, they suddenly heard a tragic cry. Tong Xiaoye was startled and wanted to turn around.
Once it reaches your tongue, you will never curse anyone again in the future. I must remember this lesson very well today."
Tong Xiaoye didn't quite understand, but she was quite happy to think that that person would no longer cause trouble after suffering the loss today.
Unknown to him, Lu Xiaoba bit off his own tongue, and was grateful that Xuan Jinmo didn't take his life, but just told him to shut up, which was a huge loss. But he couldn't help it and let out a cry of pain,
This is probably the clearest sound he can make.
The two of them walked slowly along the street in front of them. There were many stalls on the roadside. Tong Xiaoye was very curious. Although he would go shopping on the streets when he returned to Kyoto with his parents, Ahui always only went to some when accompanying him.
The only place where she feels safe is not in a market place like this.
By the way, I don’t know how Ah Hui is doing now. She is probably staying with her mother.
In front of it is a stall selling trinkets, not the valuable ones, just ordinary items, with a lot of red silk ropes hanging on them, a very bright color, which looks cheerful in the sunshine.
"This color is so beautiful." Tong Xiaoye took a bunch of red silk rope from it. This kind of red silk rope is used to weave simple items. It is not valuable, but the color is really bright.
It makes people feel good for no reason.
Xuan Jinmo was suddenly in a trance. When his mother passed away, the last time he and his mother were carefree was that night. His mother was reading with him, sitting at the table and making red by candlelight. It seemed that this color was also extremely beautiful.
red silk thread.
"Brother Jinmo." Tong Xiaoye didn't hear Xuan Jinmo's voice. He turned his head and saw Xuan Jinmo in a daze. He was a little confused and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Xuan Jinmo reacted and looked at Tong Xiaoye with a smile on his face. He felt pain in his heart like the tip of a needle, vague but penetrating into his skin.
"Do you like it?" He concealed the pain in his heart and asked with a smile.
Tong Xiaoye is very cute, but he approaches her not because she is cute, but to protect Jinyan. Jinyan is now Tong Huaan's nominal wife. If she is divorced or left out, even if she is the daughter of Prince Xuan's palace,
She will not be able to survive, reality will not tolerate her!
Yes, if her mother had not passed away, Jinyan would not be like this now, and she would not fall in love with a slave, just because this slave accompanied her through her fearful childhood and youth.
Like Tong Xiaoye, she will live in the bright sunshine, with a happy smile without any worries. She can talk sweetly to Tong Huaan, go shopping and play together. Then the childhood sweethearts will grow up and get married, and there will be no
For Jiang Xiuping, there would be no Lu Xiaoli and her children, and no one would share Tong Huaan's love for her.
She will be the happiest woman in the world, and maybe then he will treat Tong Xiaoye sincerely.
But this is all if!
And the root of all this was the poison that killed his mother. He knew that even without his father's knife, his mother would still die. It was poison without an antidote, and his father's viciousness only caused his mother to leave this world as soon as possible.
This poison came from the hands of the father of the cute little girl in front of him.
Yes, the person who administered the medicine was Qiu Xinyu, the dead nanny, but what really turned all this into a nightmare was the poison. A copy of the bone-eating poison that Tong Ke got out of curiosity and gave to Qiu Xinyu. Let
Everything will be different from now on.
"Yeah." Tong Xiaoye didn't know what Xuan Jinmo was thinking, so he smiled and nodded.
"Okay." Xuan Jinmo smiled and bought the string of red silk thread.
Tong Xiaoye smiled happily. Although she didn't know what the purpose of this string of red silk thread was, the bright color and the festive feeling under the sun made her inexplicably like it. She thought that maybe she could make it up and use it after she went back.
String together some of your favorite little toys.
After buying some snacks and fruits, she returned to the carriage and sat down. Tong Xiaoye kept playing with the red silk thread in her hand, thinking about what kind of pattern she wanted to make.
"Is it so fun?" Xuan Jinmo smiled slightly and asked gently. His expression was a little tired. Sometimes, being tired is really tiring and tiring.
Tong Xiaoye smiled slightly and tilted her head cutely, "Well, I'm wondering how to use them, whether to weave them into thin ropes or use them to embroider some patterns."
Xuan Jinmo looked at it, then took out eighteen strands, divided them into three strands, and tangled them together like braids. This red silk thread was thicker than the commonly used thread, and if there were six strands in one strand, it would be even thicker.
When they are randomly braided together, they have a unique flavor.
"Hey, brother Jinmo, what are you going to do? It's so beautiful." Tong Xiaoye said sincerely.
Xuan Jinmo smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone: "As the old saying goes, marriage is destined by fate. It was Yue Lao who tied two strangers with a red thread. Therefore, the best use of this red thread is to bind the destined couple together.
men and women tied together."
A trace of inexplicable ridicule suddenly flashed in his heart. He, a man in his early twenties, could so despicably seduce an eleven-year-old girl. Although this girl was his future wife, marrying her was completely incompatible with him.
Love has nothing to do with it! All he wants is for this girl to be devoted to him. In that case, his revenge will be perfect.
Tong Xiaoye curiously looked at the red thread in Xuan Jinmo's hand, leaving a piece of unknitted thread on both sides hanging loosely. She didn't know what he was going to do next, "What next?"
"Then." Xuan Jinmo tried his best to ignore the ridicule in his heart, and wrapped the braided red thread around Tong Xiaoye's left wrist, then tied a knot that was not easy to loosen, and said slowly with a smile, "Just like now
In this way, I tie up the woman I love."
Tong Xiaoye's face suddenly turned red, as if she had a fever. She sat there at a loss and was as confused as a storm.
Xuan Jinmo smiled bitterly, what was he doing, seducing a girl who didn't know that he hated her, completely believing in him, calling him brother Jinmo?!
The reason is not because he loves her, but because he wants her to fall in love with him, treat him as the only one in her life, and then carry out the revenge plan perfectly.