Sima Tulan was an upright person who could not hide her words. She took advantage of the power of wine that night and made stupid mistakes. This time, she was also drunk by the aroma of wine and sat in the garden crying and laughing.
Ou Suiliang, who had better self-control than Yi Huaiyu, never got drunk. In the garden without lights, he stayed with Sima Tulan and watched her drink one glass after another, then her cheeks were reddish and she grabbed his arm.
Telling about all the things between Yi Huaiyu and Yi Huaiyu.
"That kind of person... He doesn't have eyes at all. He can't see who is good to him... He has no vision..."
"Yes, yes, Your Highness has no discernment and missed Miss Sima." Seeing that Sima Tulan had lost her wine glass and jug and was about to pick up the wine jar and drink directly, Ou Suiliang was so frightened that she quickly snatched the wine jar, only to find that the wine inside had already been
There was not much left. He smiled bitterly and supported Sima Tulan, who was unsteady on his feet, and gently advised her: "It is your highness's regret that you missed it. Miss Sima must not abuse yourself. A hangover will harm your body. You must take good care of yourself."
"
Looking at Ou Suiliang absentmindedly, Sima Duran suddenly laughed out loud, presumptuously but desolately: "Cherish? Cherish whom? Don't you already know, my body... This body is no longer my own, only you, a fool
Still willing to take it."
"I don't care." Ou Suliang said calmly.
If Sima Duran was still awake at this time, she would definitely be able to detect the seriousness and persistence in Ou Suiliang's eyes, but she was drunk and her eyes were filled with mist. How could she see others clearly if she couldn't even see herself clearly?
"You are all the same...the same!" Suddenly, Sima Tulan pushed Ou Suiliang away with force, leaning on the rockery like crazy, pointing at Ou Suiliang and scowling, "Don't think that I, I don't know, you are doing this for me.
It’s because of the influence of my brother and uncle that I do this. You don’t care about me at all. No matter how much you give, this is the result... You, none of you like me..."
The noise decreased, and finally turned into silent sobs, as the body pretending to be strong slumped to the ground.
What did silk and satin, wealth and splendor, and the daughter of a wealthy family bring to her? Glory? Nobility? Or the wantonness and freedom that everyone envies? Those who burn paper to the souls of the dead on the street corner are always willing to say, "I would like to live in a wealthy family in the next life."
, but who knows the bitterness of being covered up by the glamor behind the wealthy family's mansion?
Even though I have no worries about food and clothing, my heart is still empty and lonely. How many times have I heard the story about a golden and beautiful marriage and I feel sad. Day and night, I have to be wary of anyone who wears a mask and talks about love hypocritically.
There is no need for Sima Tulan to pour out her bitterness. Ou Suiliang understands her depression very well. When she thinks no one is paying attention and feels sad silently, he always feels it with her through his eyes in a forgotten corner.
"You shouldn't have been born into the Sima family. If you were just the daughter of an ordinary family, there would probably be many people chasing and admiring you." Perhaps because he was drunk by Sima Tulan's alcohol, Ou Suiliang unexpectedly became bolder.
. He walked closer and supported Sima Tulan and let her lean on his shoulder. Ou Suiliang gently patted the crying woman, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze: "There are still people in this world who really like Miss Sima. It has nothing to do with anything else. I just hope that you will
It’s just happiness.”
The invisible tenderness made Sima Tulan gradually calm down. She was slightly drunk and felt sleepy. She leaned on the rock-steady shoulder and felt inexplicably relieved.
This tenderness was something Yi Huaiyu had never given her, and it was also what she expected. However, the person who gave it to her was not the person she expected. The grievances she had felt since meeting Yi Huaiyu suddenly came to her heart, making Sima Duran want to
Crying loudly in this peaceful place, no matter whether it's embarrassing or showing all her ugliness, when someone is willing to tolerate her at all costs, it should be okay to be softer, right?
"Why aren't you him..."
The garden is filled with the fragrance of wine, and the pavilions are quiet. Under the slanting silver moon, two lonely figures are looking for warmth in each other's shadows. Some are drunk, while others are intoxicated.
The marriage of Sima Tulan and Ou Suiliang was scheduled for three months. No one knew what happened in the southern military tent, and no one knew how complicated the relationship between the three people was. What Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian saw was Ou Suiliang.
He cared a lot about Sima Tulan, but Yi Huaiyu was as devoted to Su Shiyun as ever.
The Emperor of Yaoguo always claimed that he was ill and did not dare to see Yi Huaiyu. Because of the previous charges, the prince had to restrain himself a lot. Yi Huaiyu's life suddenly became easier. He did not need to face the prince's arrogant face or fight for the north or south.
I was worried about the war, so I spent a lot of time with Su Shiyun every day, and even had great joy -
Su Shiyun is pregnant.
In fact, Su Shiyun had already discovered that she was pregnant with Liujia before Yi Huaiyu returned to the imperial capital. In order to prevent Yi Huaiyu from being distracted and worried, Su Shiyun just held back her joy and waited until the army returned. As she expected, she heard the news.
Yi Huaiyu was stunned and completely lost his calm and calm look.
However, Su Shiyun never thought about whether Yi Huaiyu's surprise was entirely due to joy.
Peaceful time always passes quickly. It has been more than two months since she returned to the imperial capital. Sima Duran's mood has gradually calmed down. Although she occasionally thinks of the mistakes she made on impulse and regrets them, fortunately, Sui Liang is there, and his gentleness
Thoughtfulness can always help her get rid of self-pity and find a trace of peace in the heaviness. Sometimes Sima Tulan even wonders, if Yi Huaiyu had not met Su Shiyun, or if she had not been so aggressive and chased Yi Huaiyu, what would have happened?
Can everything be perfect?
She also knows that there are not so many ifs in the world, and love is love. What she should do after the pain is not to be defeated by the shadow, but to bathe in the pain and be reborn.
"It's not bad to be with Suiliang. At least he's very good at taking care of people. He's gentle and smart. He can guess what he's saying without saying it. It's really... I was so obsessed that I got into trouble with a libertine like Yi Huaiyu.
No matter how good my heart or body is, I have nothing left for him. Now I want to leave some for Suiliang." Sitting in the courtyard with dancing snowflakes, Sima Duran clutched the jade pendant left by her mother, looking handsome.
A confused expression appeared on both cheeks, "Mom, if it were you, who would you choose? I know I can't help Suiliang, but I can't stop thinking about that person. It turns out that once my heart is given away, I can never take it back."
The dead souls who have been dead for many years cannot give an answer. Sima Duran stayed in a daze in the snow for a long time. It was not until dark that the maid came to call him and he remembered that today was the day he had arranged to meet with Ou Suiliang.
Taking a deep breath to adjust her expression, Sima Duran stood up and dusted off the snowflakes on her clothes before walking to the front hall. Suddenly she felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fell to the ground.
The panicked little maid stumbled and ran to call someone. Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian were shocked when they heard that Sima Duran had fainted. They hurriedly carried the person back to the room and called the doctor. Ou Suiliang, who had been waiting in the front hall, couldn't hold it in anymore.
I quietly ran to Sima Tulan's room, and when I was hesitating whether to go in or not, I heard the old doctor's voice from inside.
"These... two adults, my medical skills are mediocre, so I'd better ask you to hire someone more skilled."
"You are one of the best doctors in the imperial capital. Who else can I turn to if you don't think well of me?" Sima Yuan was furious, his voice suddenly raised, "Tell me! What is the disease? Don't play tricks on me, I will give you as much money as you want.
It’s worth it!”
After a short moment of silence, the doctor spoke again with a trembling and embarrassed tone.
"Si, Miss Sima is not sick, but...she is pregnant!"