It was raining heavily when Fu Heng left Dongfang. As soon as he arrived at the mansion, he hurried to Guanjuyuan, fearing that Yutang would be caught in the rain and catch cold. Unexpectedly, he hurried away but was rejected. The little girl looking after the door was behind the door.
He was in a dilemma, "Master, I'm sorry that I can't let you in. Young Fujin told me this early in the morning."
"You only have Shao Fujin in your eyes, so you won't listen to my instructions as a young master?" Fu Heng said angrily outside the courtyard gate. The little girl stamped her feet inside, feeling aggrieved. Xiaohu said goodbye to Yutang and was about to go back.
When he went to Xiuzhuang, seeing that he wanted his uncle to reconcile with his master, he asked the little girl to open the door, deliberately slowed down his steps, and winked at him, "Why don't you go in quickly!" Fu Heng understood it with just one glance, and took advantage of this opportunity to get in.
He slipped in gracefully and headed into the room regardless of the girl's exclamations.
Jiyue had been a lot angry with him before, so she didn't want to let go of the opportunity to torment him easily. She stood up and guarded the door tightly, "Young Master Fujin's explanation, please come back, young master!" Fu Heng put his hands behind his hands.
Behind him, Leng Buding wanted to break in, but Jiyue reacted very quickly, and she was a woman, so he couldn't do anything. The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Fu Heng suddenly called to the door: "Tang'er, are you willing to see me?"
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She turned around to take a look, but Fu Heng took the opportunity to push her aside. After entering the house, he immediately locked the door and let Jiyue knock on the door and scream strangely. The house was silent and uninhabited. Yutang was leaning on the table as if he hadn't heard anything.
After reading a book for a few days, the scent of agarwood lingered around him, as if he was outside. Fu Heng looked at her quietly for a while, feeling infinite guilt and self-blame in his heart. After hesitation, he finally spoke up to break the calm.
"Tang'er, can you listen to what I have to say?" The words were like a mud cow drowning in the sea, but there was no response. "Tang'er, I went to Donglin Pavilion today just to accompany E Niang to the banquet. I don't know what Xintong said.
, and I didn’t doubt you." After a pause, he added: "The rumors in the house caused Brother Lu to avoid it, and it is indeed my fault. I promise you, I will immediately send someone to Jiangnan to invite him back. From today on, I will definitely not
I'll let you and the baby in your belly suffer even the slightest injustice." Fu Heng spoke for a long time, but Yutang just looked like a stone statue and said nothing.
Fu Heng patiently approached her, found a place to sit next to her, and tentatively tried to touch her shoulder with one hand. Just when he was about to succeed, Yutang got up and sat down in another place, continuing to read as if there was no one else around. Fu Heng had no choice but to do so.
Stepping forward and grabbing the book, Yutang raised her eyes to look at him at this moment. She only glanced sideways and then looked away. She found her sewing box and started embroidering. She made up her mind and ignored him.
In a hurry, he was confused. When he saw the silver scissors in the sewing basket, he came up with a plan. He tore off the sachet bag that Yutang had given him and started to crush it. Yutang was forced to say: "You don't want it anymore."
, Just give it back to me, there is no need to waste things." Seeing her answer, Fu Heng felt happy and immediately threw the scissors aside, "Madam is finally willing to pay attention to me. The things she gave me are so precious, how can I bear to crush them.
Tang'er, it rained when we came back, did you get wet?"
"No." Seeing that the situation had eased, Fu Heng asked, "Tang'er, I have dismissed Xintong, and we are still the same as before." Yutang smiled, "What Master Zhongtang said is so funny, it's hard to break a mirror."
Reunion, no one is young anymore, if something is broken, it is broken, no matter how you repair it, it will never be the same as before." Fu Heng's heart felt cold when he heard this, he straightened his back and said: "What do I need to do before you are willing to forgive me? As long as
You said, I will definitely do it!" "No."
Facing her cold look, Fu Heng couldn't help but become anxious. He took out a dagger and put it in Yutang's hand, pointing at her left chest and saying, "If you don't understand your hatred, just stab me here. Don't torture me like an ice man!"
"Yutang threw away the dagger and said, "You don't have to do this. If I had known this, why did you do it in the first place? If you don't want to face me, I will go to the palace to accompany my sister tomorrow. I won't get in your way and torture you anymore."
Fu Heng's ridiculous night of drunkenness in the study room has always been an indelible mark in Yutang's heart. The harm of betrayal is far greater than anything in it and cannot be undone. Fu Heng knew that he was wrong and knew that he had no words to refute, so he only said sadly:
"You have a good rest, I won't bother you here anymore, just do whatever you want!"
Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night for Fu Heng, Yu Tang, and Xintong. Xintong, who is full of hatred, is brought back to the house by the owner of Donglin Pavilion. Her clothes are soaked, her belly is empty, and there are piles of grass everywhere in the dark hut.
The firewood looked very much like the firewood shed where she had lived in Wanfu for many years. She huddled in the corner with her arms folded, despairing in her heart. Could it be that she was going to be beaten back to her original shape and subjected to all kinds of abuse?
At this moment, the door of the woodshed creaked and was immediately closed again. However, two dark green stars appeared in the dark night. Xintong came closer and saw clearly that the thing he had just put in was a hound. There was a bowl at the hound's feet.
A meal with meat. Xin Tong had been hungry for a long time, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva in her throat. However, the hound next to the small bowl stared at her defensively, as if ready to pounce at any time. The two faced each other for some time, and Xin Tong
In a hurry, Tong grabbed a stone and threw it into the distance. The hound chased after it almost at the same time.
She immediately stepped forward to grab the rice and wolfed it down. The hound quickly realized that she had been deceived and turned to pounce on her. Xintong hurriedly grabbed a few more mouthfuls of rice and threw the bowl at the hound, "Beast! Even you too
Dare to bully me! I...I'll beat you to death!" The hound was angered and barked, then stepped forward and bit Xintong's sleeve, "Ah!" She was frightened and picked up the wooden stick at hand to fight with the hound.
She opened, "Beast! I let you bite me!" The hound jumped on him and was about to bite him, but she took the first step and bit the beast's neck and held on until the hound stopped struggling, and then she shook off the stained animal.
The bloody hound corpse was leaning against the wall and breathing heavily.
The noble young master who was staring at this scene outside the window smiled, and the woodshed opened again, and a man who looked like a housekeeper walked in, "Girls are braver than men. Please come with me to freshen up. My young master invites you!"
At this moment, Xintong knew that her opportunity had come again. She snorted coldly, "I don't recognize your young master, and I don't want to see him. Besides, the little girl is imprisoned here. This dirt is probably caused by your noble master."
Don't be hypocritical!" Butler: "Little girl, don't be ignorant! My master summons you because it is your blessing. These days, a mouthful of arrogance is worth a lot of money, so don't know how to praise me!"
"Hai Rong! Don't be rude to the girl!" A man in a brocade robe and gold official boots stepped into the woodshed with great momentum, with a strange smile on his face. The butler bowed his head and bowed to greet him respectfully, in awe.