Song Qinghuan was so angry at this time that he didn't believe Xiao Ci's sincere words at all. Hearing the last sentence, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically: "I was determined to be your daughter."
Speaking of this, Xiao Ci felt happy and laughed: "Okay, from now on, I, the king, no, as a husband, as a husband, I will pamper you like a daughter."
"You must have what Sister Tong has, and you must have what Sister Tong doesn't have."
Xiao Ci's words were not coaxing.
But Song Qinghuan blushed in embarrassment. It would be a joke for such a big person to compete with a little kid.
Immediately, Xiao Ci glared: "Get away."
Because of both eavesdropping and watching, Xiao Ci didn't feel good in front of Song Qinghuan, but he felt a lot more at ease.
To be honest, Wei Yutang is quite a good person. He heard every word of what he said in the private room just now. A man is willing to give up everything for a woman. I'm afraid there are few people in this world who can do that.
arrive.
At that time, he was really afraid that Song Qinghuan would be so moved that he would agree to it.
Although he had incurred Song Qinghuan's disdain, Xiao Ci was obviously in a good mood when he left.
Song Qinghuan was so angry that all his low emotions towards Wei Yutang disappeared.
She was in a bad mood and returned to Qibei Houfu from Yipinju, only then did she find out about Wei Yutang.
Texue lowered her eyebrows and said with a lack of confidence: "The second lady is currently taking care of Young Master Wei at Yipinju, so she invited the Taifu to come and see her. She said she was tired from the past few days and was feeling depressed, so...
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Song Qinghuan tugged at the hem of her clothes, not knowing what she was feeling. After a while, she sighed softly: "Are you awake now?"
Texue shook his head: "The person who sent the letter said he was not awake yet."
He also said: "Would it be inconvenient for the second girl to live in the first grade? Otherwise, I will send someone to serve the third young master Wei."
"No need." Song Qinghuan said, and then spoke again after a while: "If the person wakes up, just ask the shopkeeper to take him back to Wujin Lane."
"Where the second girl is, just send someone to follow her."
Song Qinghuan knew very well that he could not give Wei Yutang any hope.
After all, no matter how hard he tries to leave everything behind, it will ultimately be a fruitless thing.
Texue left in response and sighed after leaving the door.
Who would have thought that a marriage that everyone was optimistic about would turn out to be fateful.
...
When Wei Yutang woke up, it was already the zenith of the moon. When he opened his eyes and looked at the house with only a glimmer of light, he was in a trance and didn't know where he was.
I just felt a dull pain in my heart, and it took me a while to recall what had happened.
Thinking of the answer Song Qinghuan gave him, he couldn't help but cough violently, causing tears to flow from his eyes.
Song Qingyan heard the noise outside and hurriedly raised the lamp and entered the house.
Seeing Wei Yutang lying on the edge of the bed coughing uncontrollably, she didn't say anything, just put the glass lamp on the table, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Wei Yutang.
Tears blurred his eyes, and Wei Yutang felt happy when he saw the green-white jade hand. He suddenly raised his head and saw the person coming, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Song Qingyan saw his appearance in her eyes, pursed her lips, but couldn't help but blush.
Like Xiao Ci, she hid outside the house and listened to everything. Song Qinghuan was not affected by Wei Yutang's remarks, but she was moved to a complete mess.
Although he knew in his heart that Wei Yutang's efforts were useless, he still felt a little unworthy of him.
But when I think about what he did first, I have some very unshakable emotions.
He handed the tea cup to his hand and said, "Why are you bothering yourself and others?"
Wei Yutang didn't speak. He lowered his eyes and took a sip from the tea cup in his hand before suppressing the sweet taste in his throat.
Although there were two lamps lit in the room, they were not very bright. One was lying on the edge of the bed, and the other was standing by the bed, but they didn't say anything.
After a long time, Wei Yutang said in a hoarse voice, "I was the one who made things difficult for her."
After saying that, he looked up at Song Qingyan again and saw that her eyes were red, and she moved her lips again: "I'm sorry."
Whether he said this sorry sentence to Song Qingyan or Song Qinghuan, he had to decide for himself.
Song Qingyan's nose felt sore and she wiped away her tears. She turned her head and said silently for a while: "Don't blame my sister. If you hadn't heard from her after you left, she wouldn't be so heartless."
After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't give up, so I turned around and asked him: "When I wrote you a letter, why did you reply with a blank letter? Do you know how much I wish you could be with my sister..."
There was no need to say anything else. Song Qingyan held back her tears and said with a cruel heart: "After all, you brought all this on yourself, didn't you?"
After saying this, there was nothing much to say, so Song Qingyan turned around and went out.
Wei Yutang still held the tea cup in his hand, but his brows were furrowed. When did Song Qingyan write to him? When did he reply with a blank letter?
Why doesn't he know all this?
Huge waves arose in my heart, and my whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Song Qingyan's slightly hoarse voice came from outside the house: "It's late tonight, let Mr. Wei rest for the night, and we'll set up a carriage to take him back to Wujin Lane tomorrow morning."
Then there was only a sound of footsteps, walking farther and farther away.
The tea cup in Wei Yutang's hand fell to the ground. He sat up and kept mumbling: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
Song Qingyan had just entered the gate of Qibei Houfu, and the curfew started outside.
When Song Qinghuan heard the concierge come to report that she was back, she turned on the light and took a break, but she never asked another word about Wei Yutang.
But this didn't mean that she could really pretend that nothing had happened. It was inevitable that she would toss and turn at night, sighing one after another.
When Xiao Ci climbed through the window in the middle of the night, what he heard was a series of sighs.
The dim lamp at the corner of the couch illuminated his face, which made him look unhappy, and he didn't even put down the warm tent. At a glance, he saw this little girl staring at the ceiling of the tent.
"What, are you regretting it?" He stepped forward slowly. Although he knew it was nothing serious, he still had nothing nice to say.
Song Qinghuan heard the sound and didn't even bother to look at him. He said lightly: "Yes, he is such a good person and willing to give up everything for me. Why am I so stupid to refuse like this?"
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He turned over and rested his arm on his arm. Seeing that Xiao Ci looked like he had a toothache, he added: "Brother Wei has always been a gentleman, polite and courteous, gentle and attentive to others. He is a rare and good husband."
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"You said, is it too late for me to regret it now?"
Xiao Ci sat unceremoniously by the couch. He was angry at first, but when he saw the light in this little girl's eyes, the anger immediately dissipated.
Erlang raised his legs and responded: "It's too late. If Wei Yutang is as good as you said, then I can consider marrying Sister Tong in the future and let him be your son-in-law."
