Seeing the divination of his divination, Xia Shang couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the hundred days of fasting and chanting were destined?
After testing the hexagram, Xia Shang felt a little regretful.
Predict yourself and others, be false and true.
It is impossible to explain the reasons for things that are unclear, so why bother to make calculations to only increase the troubles?
If the hexagram was not good, Xia Shang would not believe it, but it left a shadow in his heart, making his already melancholy mood even lower.
Just when I didn't know what to do, a person came in from outside the house. It turned out to be Yazhi.
I only saw Qin Huairou in Xiaoqingshan that day, but I didn't see Yazhi who was traveling with me. Liu Yuelou's oiran came to the Xia family. After being nourished by the water and soil of the Xia family, she became more and more beautiful. At the same time, the family lacked many of Liu Yuelou's
When it comes to training and trivial matters, there is no instigation and instigation from the sisters around her. Her charming aura is gone, and she is more innocent and clever in line with her age. She looks like a younger sister who respects her elder brother.
"Master, I'm glad to see you." Yazhi blinked his eyes and came up to him pitifully. I don't know whether it was deliberate or emotional. He walked in front of Xia Shang in a few steps, threw himself into Xia Shang's arms and hugged Xia Shang's.
Waist, "Poor Yazhi thinks about it day and night. Recently, she heard that the young master was coming home. She felt as if she were home and rushed over. She didn't want the young master to just talk to his wife in whispers and completely ignore Yazhi's worries.
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He said sadly, and rows of tears fell on Xia Shang's chest, wetting a piece of his clothes.
It is a great honor and pride to be remembered by a beautiful woman. A few tears fell on his chest and seemed to flow into his heart. In an instant, half of the heaviness in Xia Shang's heart was washed away.
"Hey! When I got home yesterday, the first thing I did was to learn from my wife that I was promised a marriage, which made me confused and very irritable. What I said was not a whisper, I just wanted to change my mind.
Okay, okay, I cried. It’s my fault this time and I failed in your kindness. In that case, how about I treat you to a drink?”
"Eating wine?"
"We're going out to have a drink."
Yazhi was puzzled: "The young master brewed the best Wuliangye at home, so why do we need to go out to have a drink?"
"Madam, I went to the Guanyin Temple. The house was deserted and not very pleasant. It's better to go out for a walk and enjoy the cold wind. Maybe the injuries on your body will heal faster."
Hearing what the young master said, Yazhi looked up and noticed that the young master had a sad face and was not very energetic. She also knew that this was because the young master missed his wife. When he thought about the woman who married into the family today, he felt resentful and miserable in his heart, and his energy was low.
He lowered his head and loosened his arms around the young master.
"Madam, madam... the young master is all about his wife in his heart. If he is all about his wife, why bother asking for that irrelevant little woman?"
It was rare for Yazhi to be like this, and her tone was not pleasant.
Xia Shang was surprised when he saw it. When he looked down, he found that Yazhi was crying again, and her little hands were clasped together and squeezing her tightly.
The conflict between Yazhi and Qin Huairou has been going on for a long time, and Xia Shang is well aware of it. It's just that Xia Shang can handle other things with ease, but he is clumsy in dealing with women.
In the past, Xia Shang seemed to have disappeared, but I expected that over time, the two of them would become familiar with each other.
But it turned out that Xia Shang's expectations were just wishful thinking. Even after so long, Yazhi still spoke of Qin Huairou with a sense of resentment.
In such a situation, Xia Shang was powerless and could only persuade him: "You and Huairou should stop fighting each other. If you cause trouble, you will only hurt your own people."
"Have you ever hurt her? It's me who gets hurt every time! She is the wife, takes care of the housework, manages the inner courtyard, and holds great power. I'm not even a maid, and I can't speak, so how can I dare to fight with her? The young master has always only wanted her in his heart, but never
Have you ever thought about Yazhi? Why did the young master ever treat me so coldly when I first entered the Xia family?"
"Oh, why is she so cold and cold? Huairou is my wife, so I naturally have her in my heart, but that doesn't mean I don't have you in my heart. Stop thinking about it."
Recently, Yazhi started talking, and when she was about to finish her words, she added, "If the young master has me in his heart, why am I not the one who moved into the west wing recently?"
Xia Shang didn't expect Yazhi to speak so directly, so he was startled: "You..."
"Master, although what Yazhi said today is disrespectful, I have to say it. When the master bought me back, I don't know what he wanted to do. If you have me in your heart, you will take me in. If you don't have me in your heart, why don't you buy me back?"
I'm going to be a monk and let me fend for myself."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xia Shang shouted, pretending to be angry, "Don't talk nonsense again, I will punish you to meditate in your room for a day."
"Young master wants to punish you, Yazhi should say so." Yazhi suddenly changed her face, wiped her tears, said seriously, with stern eyes: "At the beginning, Yazhi was bribed by the young master with a lot of money, and she couldn't help herself.
The young master was a shameless playboy and was unwilling to accept it. Then the young master came back from the dead, and then he realized that the young master was a capable hero. How many heroes are there in the world? But they are not as talented as the young master in talking and laughing. We have been together for several months.
, Yazhi admires the young master heartily, and all she wants is to marry the young master, even if it is just a concubine for a room! Young master, I like you..."
Xia Shang was stunned. There was only one question in his mind: "Have I been confessed?"
Perhaps Yazhi herself didn’t know that she could say such earth-shattering words. For ancient women, these words were truly earth-shattering! As soon as the words fell, Yazhi felt her face burning.
She broke into a hot sweat and her eyes were hazy, but she did not lower her head, pouting her little mouth stubbornly, without flinching.
Xia Shang had never encountered such a scene before. In his previous life, many passionate women said they liked him.
At that time, Xia Shang did not agree, not because he was not moved, but because he did not believe it.
But this time Xia Shang believed it. The woman in front of him would never tell lies.
But……
Xia Shang smiled, gently touched Yazhi's cheek, and whispered softly: "Silly girl, I treat you differently than I treat Huairou. In my heart, I have always regarded you as my sister."
"Sister...sister..." Yazhi was stunned, "What is this?"
Yazhi murmured, at a loss.
She thought that she couldn't get the answer she wanted, and maybe such an answer was already a good one, but Yazhi couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, and her nose flowed out unsatisfactoryly, and tears rolled down her eyes. She raised her hand and
Xia Shang struck forward and cried loudly: "Who wants to be your sister?"
After that, Yazhi rushed out of the door, sullen and crying, not knowing where she went.
Yazhi's commotion made Xia Shang at a loss. Although he followed his heart this time, seeing Yazhi so sad, he felt a little guilty in his heart.
I want to comfort you, but I feel that it is not good to give me too much comfort at the moment. I would rather borrow a few words of comfort from others.
Now that Madam is not here, Xiaoyue is unreliable, and Uncle Zhong is even less suitable. After thinking about it, it seems that the only one available is from the West Wing. (To be continued)