Chapter 31 Micro
She stopped chopsticks and twisted the handkerchief for him and answered, "You'd better decide the day. It's better to be empty in the army. If I live at home or not, I have to ask my aunt what she means. If she is released, I will steal my spare time. You don't often stay at home, and your warm nature is so light, except for the morning and dusk. If I leave, I'm afraid that my aunt will not be used to being a companion.
Ronghe didn't say anything. She had her own ideas and had her own calculations. Neither of the two elite people would speak boldly. She understood his intention, and he did not say anything. He did have the intention to let her go back to Ye's house. The general's mansion is so big, but he always feels crowded, as if he has a wart in his heart. It doesn't hurt or itchy, but he deserves to be restless.
Her eyes were dark, and she raised her eyes and looked at him. He smiled shallowly, "Okay, I have asked my mother to make a final determination. Last time I heard that Weixi's happy day was approaching, and I thought that if you were there, I would arrange a time to go there. If you are not here, you will return with a gift.
Weixi and Zhixian were born to a mother. Zhixian is the elder brother, Weixi is three, and the legitimate wife of the original wife. Lin spent a lot of time choosing a daughter-in-law for her son. She was a concubine at the beginning, and Bu Nuan's direct grandmother died before she helped her. He has a good name, but his origin is much worse. The mother of Zhixian's mother in his mother's family is the best married. Uncle Ye is now a doctor of the imperial history, and his starting official position and the ladder for relocation are in his hands. The first one is the first one. The important thing is to take a fancy to Zhixian's identity. If you are short, you have to find a way to make up for it. Although Rong Yu is a concubine, according to his current status, he has enough reason to marry a legitimate daughter. He is not from the main house and can't enter the door of the Shen family.
It's good for Zhixian to fight with her third brother. Weixi will marry, and the bride will be asked by her sister-in-law to draw water when she enters the door. It's really necessary for her to come forward.
She patted her forehead and said, "If you don't say it, I almost forgot!" On the right day of May 22, I don't know what's going on at home. I'll go back and tell my aunt that at least I'll go back for a while, and it won't be too late for my new sister-in-law to come in. After saying that, he turned his eyes and said, "You said it, don't disappear at that time. Weixi and you are cousins, and it's not easy for you to miss my mother's face.
Rong and nodded, "That's natural, like a cane. If I don't go, he will fight again when he sees me the next day."
Zhixian smiled and said, "Is the dignified general also afraid of fighting? I thought that there were many relatives and friends that day, and my aunt happened to take Nuan'er with her. In case she met the right one, it would also make her marriage.
rong yu cao cao hummed and stared down at the cup. The snow-white porcelain set off the oblique tea leaves, floating there like wild bananas.
He remembered what his mother said. The prospect of Bu Nuan seemed to be very dim. Although he was also worried, he was not as pessimistic as women at all. Bu Nuan will always meet people who love her. They love her so much that they love her desperately. How can they care about the pressure of her family? If it is really lacking, when he and Zhixian become relatives and inherit her and simply hide her life, all the problems will be solved at that time.
He was distracted and paid attention to the long life between his arms for a while. He was puzzled in private. He didn't want to ask, but he heard about the banquet in the palace in advance. In case a woman who admired him continued his life, wouldn't she become the last fool in the world?
She looked at him quietly and hesitated for a moment before pretending to say inadvertently, "I've been in the house all day today. I don't know how Nuan Er is doing outside. I heard that you came back with her? Did Lan Sheng lead her to the palace gate and wait for you to go?
He adjusted his gaze and only said, "The second saint went to Lishan to stay. Today's banquet was over. He was pulled by several colleagues to drink and talk. He delayed for a while before coming back. Later, he happened to meet her and Lan Sheng. Why do you ask this?"
Zhixian held his cheek and said, "I think it's going to Pingkangfang!" He said sourly, "The girls in the workshop are so thoughtful that even your life has been renewed for you."
He listened to this and looked down and said with a smile, "What are you talking about? Where did the girl come from? This is made of the cloth warm."
Zhixian was relieved. Since he is not a fan outside, there is nothing to worry about. There are many serious girls than those foxes. Nine out of them eat this. Although she is ready to take a concubine in the future, she hasn't entered the door yet. Her husband fell in love with others first, so she also lives too badly.
Rong Yu didn't rush to put down his chopsticks, and told the waiters to take empty bowls and pick out more meat dishes. He bent down and called the pretty slave, put the bowl on the ground and warned him to use it carefully and not to eat everywhere. His hand was safely under the table, and he turned his head to look at the dog. His eyes were focused, and his mind was actually wandering. The fingertips touched the five-color silk on the wrist, and the tedious and intertwined lines reminded me of the warm face of the cloth, and my heart was empty, as if a large piece was missing.
He didn't say anything, and he felt uncertain about it. He was afraid that he would look too jealous just now and make him disgusted. I was trying to remedy it, but I saw him stand up and said gently, "It's getting late. You settle it up!"
She is a little reluctant. He seldom comes to the Bi wash table and rarely has a meal, which is really not big enough for her.
She sent him to the door with a gloomy look. He stopped to look at her, "This year's Jiang Xinjing has been delivered. My mother doesn't like to take care of that. I'm going to bother you and assign someone to clean it out. Choose what you like and prepare to send it to Nuer.
She responded, twisting the palace with her fingers, leaning against the door and leaning there. He became more and more confused, and he was too lazy to think about her sudden melancholy. He retreated to the threshold and said, "The palace is strange this year. I rewarded women's clothing, saying that it was for the family. I came over first and forgot it in a hurry. It's still in the bamboo branch hall, waiting for someone to send it to you tomorrow.
She said hello and asked, "Do all the women in the house have it?"
He shook his head, "There is no reason to reward the whole family."
She was happy to hear that there was only one set. He specially left it to her. Even if she took it for granted, she was still happy. She is his fiancee who passed the six rites, and his "family" who is just right.
"Who did Lan Sheng give it to?" She had the leisure to pay attention to her old adjue again and smiled, "He hasn't got married yet. He probably has to put things at the bottom of the box."
Rong pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't look up after all. Sometimes he had to admire Lan Sheng's good ability to insert a needle. Somehow, he let Bu Nuan take away the full set of clothes he got, and he used all his means to coax and cheat.
A curved moth eyebrow moon in the sky is as slender as a hairline. The moonlight was not good, and the thin light was covered by flowing clouds from time to time. He stood under the porch and waited for the maidservant to take the lantern and said slowly, "He often does special things. Don't worry about him." After thinking about it, he said, "He is a straightforward person, and sometimes his words are inevitably unpleasant. Don't argue with him. If you have anything to tell me, I will naturally discuss with him."
He didn't think this was special, but it was another kind of irresistible warmth. She quarreled with Lan Sheng, tolerated every silence, and did nothing, even though Lan Sheng became more and more serious. She is not as eloquous as Lan Sheng, and she often loses. Rong Yu fought at first, but later he almost ignored it. I don't know how long ago it was when he said something like today.
In the distance, he saw a light swaying over. He was about to go down the steps when a warm body behind him, his cheeks rested on his shoulder blades, and he could hear his nose in the quiet night.
He was stunned, and Zhixian tightened his arms, and his exquisite body was as soft as water. If it were another man, a beauty would probably be extremely useful when he threw himself into his arms, but he was like a thorn in his back, and even his cold hair stood up.
"Brother Rong, I'm sometimes worried. Do you like me or not?" She said, "If you don't like me, don't marry me and don't let me live in despair."
His heart sank straight. In the past, it was obviously indifferent, but recently, somehow, he couldn't control himself more and more. What's wrong? He can't figure it out. Just rejection, she has nowhere to live in his heart.
This is indeed unfair to her. He thought it must have been trivial matters recently. He was tired and had no time to take care of him for a long time, so he was tired. After a while... Maybe it will be fine after a while. He can still be as idle as before, at least less disgusted.
He tried his best to help separating her hands. Although the night wind was cold, it could not blow away the wetness of the vest. He sighed and said with patience, "Don't think nonsense. I know you are wronged. I don't have time at home, so it's inevitable to snare you. There is no way. Generals are different from civilian officials. It is already good now. When there is a war at the border, the war can't be finished. It is common to be stationed for three or five years. He finally broke free, lifted her hair around her ear, half squatted down and said, "This is what I look like in my life. Maybe I won't know if I will die in the battlefield one day. Think about it carefully. If you are reluctant, I will tell my mother that the divorce will also make it.
Zhixian's face suddenly turned pale. She just wanted to hear a word from him, but it was so difficult! He was involved in the marriage and even had to withdraw from the marriage. She used to only think that he was cold, but she didn't know that he still had such a vicious mind! If you want to marry him, you have to accept everything he brings, whether it's glory or pain. He will never change. If she doesn't want to break the marriage, then she can only learn to be patient.
She understood that he didn't love her, so she treated her like that.
But what should I do? She loves him deep into the bone marrow. Since the age of 12, he has been like a mountain in her heart. After reaching this point and looking back, she can't bear it anyway.
She fell down on her shoulder and looked at him sadly, "I'm confused. Don't take it to heart." As he said, he rubbed his temples and frowned, "Recordingly, I have always had a headache and become irritable. Look, I lost my temper again just now.
He smiled and said, "In this way, tomorrow I will send someone to ask Lang Zhong to diagnose his pulse and redeem a few doses of medicine to relieve summer heat. In the past few days, I have had a good rest. The sky suddenly became hot and my liver was full of heat. Maybe it would be better after threefu.
He slowly went down the steps, and the maid who picked up the lamp saw them do such a kiss and stopped in the distance. He looked at the night. Although the new moon was light, it could still shine a clear road. When he just wanted to leave quickly, he didn't wait for the windlight and picked up a corner of his robe and stepped over the threshold of the blue washing table.
At first few steps, he walked calmly, and he was also satisfied with his elegant style and elegant mood. He has always been familiar with it. But once out of her sight, he gradually became out of control. The pace is getting faster and faster, and I can't wait to step on the drunken lake.