Tantai Jue hummed, but did not move lazily. The dim lights in the yard came in from the car curtains and dyed his body. He was lying in the half-dark corner, his face was hazy, but it was even more mysterious.
Indifferent, like a demon in the night, magnificent and stunning.
The slender, silky eyes were lightly closed, and the long eyelashes swept across the skin, casting indifferent shadows.
His demeanor was lazy, as if he was savoring the tranquility that was about to be destroyed, with a hint of helplessness and regret.
Tianyi outside the carriage did not dare to disturb him, and knew that he would never be in a good mood at the moment.
After a while, he saw the old housekeeper coming to urge him again, and he couldn't help but feel anxious: "Mr. Xiang, my wife is still waiting for you. If you don't go over, she will be angry."
If the madam is angry, the prime minister will definitely have a hard time. Who doesn't know that the most powerful woman in the Tantai clan is Mrs. Tantai. In the Tantai clan where patriarchy is supreme, she can be regarded as an accident.
"Mother has always been very patient, but it seems that she really couldn't bear it this time and actually came here in person." Tantai Jue held his forehead with his palms, half sarcastically and half smiling, but the smile could not reach his eyes.
.
However, he calmed down his lazy posture, straightened his slightly disheveled robes, stepped out of the carriage calmly, and restored his usual calm and noble demeanor, appearing arrogant, cold, and unapproachable.
Slowly walking into the small pear courtyard where Mrs. Tantai stayed, he looked up and saw that the leaves of the pear trees in winter had almost fallen, and the bare branches looked so abrupt. Compared with the beautiful scenery of the pear blossoms in the spring, they were really down and out.
Ugly.
Few people like to plant this kind of pear tree in the courtyard, but his mother only loves this kind of cool flower and tree. Don't cut the pear. People say that if the pear is separated, it is unlucky.
"Brother!" A girl in yellow clothes squatted under a tree with a melancholy look on her face, her usually lively temperament wilted like a spark that had been extinguished.
Tantai Jue saw her sitting in the dark courtyard, holding a cup of medicine in her hand, but it was already cold. She was shivering because of the cold night wind. She sat under the tree with her shoulders hunched, and Tantai Jue felt something subtle in her heart.
Silly pain.
"Go back to sleep, it's getting cold." He patted her shoulder and pulled her up.
Tantai Ling bit her lip and turned to look at the brightly lit room in the yard. She felt sore below her nose, her eye circles were red, and tears fell from her eyes: "Mother, she doesn't want to see me. I just want to get her some medicinal soup."
She drinks, she is not in good health, I am just worried about her..."
But my mother still didn't want to see her, and she didn't even look at the medicinal soup she made.
If she hadn't insisted on following her aunt that day, she wouldn't have seen her. She hadn't appeared in front of her for several years, so why did she still hate herself so much.
Tantai Jue wiped away her tears and said in a gentle and comforting tone: "Ling'er, she has her reasons for not seeing you, but you have to believe that she doesn't hate you. You are the darling of our family, and no one will not love you.
Yes. Give me the medicine and I'll bring it in for you. Go back quickly, your little face is blue from the cold."
Tantai Ling could only bite her lip and nod. She knew that everyone wanted to comfort her, but she also knew that all the comfort was just comfort and would not change the facts. But she also hoped that her mother could look at her seriously.
, touch her head.
It's just that this wish has never been realized.
After Tantai Ling left, Tantai Jue walked in with a medicine cup. The room was relatively cold. Mrs. Tantai didn't like the stove, so she only lit a light incense of fallen leaves.