Chapter 121 Looking back at the bleak place

Huangzhou, Plum Blossom Embroidery Village.

At dusk, Han Yue sat on the stone bench in the backyard to enjoy the cool. The breeze blew, blowing the fragrance of vegetation. Han Yue's eyes were calm and peaceful.

"Palace Lord..."

The snow frost came in, looking angry and didn't even care to salute.

Hanyue frowns:

"What's going on? Who made you so angry..."

"Jiang Cheng! That bastard!" Xue Shuang cursed: "Lord, they are getting more and more excessive now. Meihuaxiuzhuang paid so much money to the famous sword darts bureau, but they actually gave us a fake account, and many places were wrong. If it goes on like this, our money will be gone sooner or later. Not only that, that, that Jiang Cheng..."

The snow frost is so angry that I can't go on.

The cold moon poured a cup of tea for the snow frost:

"Come on, sit down and drink some water and speak slowly."

"That Jiang Cheng still wants to stand cheaply for me! With a beautiful little white face, he is so dirty and such an asshole!"

Snow Frost can't help cursing.

Han Yue patted her hand:

"There are so many people. It's not that you haven't seen them. Why are you angry? Is it possible that my snow frost can still take advantage of him?

"That's not there." Xueshuang lowered her head and drank tea: "However, the famous sword and darts bureau from Song Ying to Jiang Cheng is not a good thing. Sooner or later... I'll go back to Xu Siyang to talk about this.

"You don't have to go, that's it." Han Yue said and thought for a moment, "There is no interlaced business with them somewhere else."

"No more. They are all in charge of each other. Snow Frost Road.

"That's good. We do our things and don't let them get mixed up. Their affairs belong to them, and we don't talk much. This time, let's take a break and grow wisdom.

"Why? Nearly 10,000 taels of silver. It is the surplus of dozens of stores in Plum Embroidery Village for nearly a year.

Snow Frost said unwillingly.

Han Yue scratched a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth:

"You, who used to be an astute person, was still blinded by Xu Siyang. In this chaos of Mingjian Villa, many people feel that Meihua Embroidery Village has benefited greatly and are indignant. Xu Siyang, I don't think he can use us. Now that I've heard too much from those people, I'm afraid I regret it. Jiang Cheng is his younger brother. Their relationship is very strong. Jiang Cheng was probably instructed by Xu Siyang to do so. Is it useful for you to find Xu Siyang?

"Then we will suffer like this?"

"Keep an eye on it and don't let them do too much. When I put the money in, I hesitated and rarely believed in Xu Siyang..." Han Yue shook her head and sighed.

Snow frost frowns:

"Does the palace owner think that Lord Xu Zhuang is embarrassing us? I don't think Lord Xu is such a person.

"It may not be his instruction, but he must have acquiesced. Jiang Cheng should not have the courage to do this without hiding it from Xu Siyang. Song Ying's previous car is not far away. Also, don't trust Xu Siyang too much. After all, he is also a person, and he is still a person standing at the top of the world. Many things, compromise with each other... Cough" Han Yue coughed and covered her chest.

"The palace owner's injury has not healed yet? Is this palm so powerful?

Snow Frost held her and asked with concern.

The cold moon waved his hand:

"No big deal, don't worry about me." Han Yue smiled reluctantly: "Brother Hui has gone to Beijing to report on his work. When he comes back, Yan Niang and my brother will have a wedding. After their engagement, I plan to go back to Jiaxing.

Han Yue said faintly, and her eyebrows were full of loneliness.

Heartache from the snow frost:

"Why do I feel that the palace owner came here again for others? Every time I was hurt, and then I went back alone... The holy aunt was about to get married, but the palace owner still had to..."

"I dreamed of the master a few days ago. I swore in front of my master that I would not change the palace rules of Lenghua Palace without authorization, betray Lenghua Palace, and prevent Lenghua Palace from being involved in the alliance of the world... I didn't do it. I dreamed that my master accused me and cursed me, saying that I would be abandoned by everyone and suffer. I also dreamed of Uncle Tong. I deliberately wronged her and killed her... There are also many people, and those souls who fell under my sword are so clear..."

The cold moon's eyes are vast and far away, wrapped in smoke.

"Lord, what are you talking about?"

Xue Shuang hugged Han Yue's shoulder, patted her on the shoulder, and said heartbreakingly:

"We all know that the palace master has no choice but to. When the master was there, it was all the master's order, and we had to obey like ants. The master is gone, and I look at the palace master in a dilemma... No one blames you, really..."

Xue Shuang said and burst into tears.

Han Yue reached out to help the snow frost wipe the tears on her cheeks. In the end, the sisters in the Cold Flower Palace snuggled with her.

"What are you crying about? I didn't say anything. I think that many things are still God's will, and I should go back. What I can have is still given to me by the cold flower palace. What I can do is to stand in the cold flower palace and watch the wind and clouds surging coldly. Han Yue took a breath and his eyes were a little firm: "The situation is better than people, and Master understands it best. If I can do it, I will definitely satisfy her."

"We also believe that the palace owner can make the Lenghua Palace more powerful."

Snow frost nodded.

In the end, she was still the same as the beginning. She still had to return to the forefront of the storm, where she was. She was cold, arrogant and tough, and looked down on the world.

Ye City.

The sunset sprinkled with the afterglow, and the autumn wind gradually rose, bringing a slight coolness.

Yan Niang gently shook the child in her arms, peaceful and loving.

The child in his arms is just three months old, a little fat, round and bulging, very cute. The child lay very comfortable in Yan Niang's arms, shaking his two small hands, swinging casually, and grabbing Yan Niang's hair.

"Earman summer, ouch, don'tle aunt's hair..."

Yanniang grinned and spoke as she freed her hand to grab her hair from the doll's hand. Despite this, a few silver threads still fell from Xiao Chuxia's hand.

"Ouch, this little ancestor scratched the girl's hair again."

Mother Wang happened to come over with a fruit plate and said.

"Children are naughty... Xiaoxia's strength is quite strong." Yan Niang said and kissed the child in her arms with a light smile.

Wang's mother looked at the woman in front of her and couldn't help sighing.

"Girls have a good nature. Generally, young girls can't have such a good/geneity as you. The young lady is spiritual in the sky, and it's time to laugh..."

At the beginning, Wang's mother complained about the eldest lady of the Yi family. He thought that it was because of her that Han Xing was indifferent to Ling Ran and was even more worried about handing over the child to this young girl, and kept looking for Yan Niang's trouble. However, Yan Niang's kindness and generosity are also dedicated to this child, and the impression of Wang's mother has also changed. This mother and the people in the house are also well-sighted, and you can see the kindness of Yan Niang. What's more, a young woman with white hair still takes care of him and other people's children without regret. It is also admirable that she can pay for a relationship.

"I'm also trying to come, but I'm afraid that I can't take good care of it. It's better for Wang Ma to teach me more. Ouch, baby, we can't eat..."

Looking at the child in her arms and stuffing her finger into her mouth, Yan Niang reached out and took her away: "Are you hungry? Let's go to the wet nurse..."

"Wang's mother will take the baby to breastfeed. I have something to say to Yan Niang.

At the gate of the courtyard, Han Xing came slowly and ordered.

Yan Niang was stunned and handed over the child to Wang's mother.

"Brother Mu is back. What's the matter?" Yan Niang raised her eyes and asked, slightly surprised, but without a smile.

Three months in Yecheng, Han Xing met Yan Niang every day, but rarely said a few words. In private, meeting is just a greeting. As if it were a stranger.

"Yanniang, Yi Hui may return to Huangzhou in the next few days. I'll take you back to Huangzhou." The cold star is thinking about it.

"Oh..."

Yan Niang answered casually:

"What are you going back to Huangzhou for?"

"Let's go back and get engaged. Then, get married in winter, how about it?"

Han Xing said slowly, and it was a little difficult to say these words. Originally, it was expected for a long time. Originally, they had deeply loved each other, and they were all deeply affectionate and unswerving. However, when there is really a chance to stay together for a lifetime, Han Xing feels unprecedented timidity.

Faced with a silver-haired woman, this woman who loved him so much but was deeply injured, every word he said was so difficult.

Yan Niang looked at the cold star in astonishment and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Yanniang, in summer, the emperor has already given marriage. Don't care about Ling Ran's three-year filial piety, and I should give you a name when you are here.

Yi Hui explained.

Yan Niang burst into tears:

"Is that why you want to marry me? For three months, you didn't care about me and ignored me. I also said, why did you think of this for no reason today? That's how it is. I don't want you to pity me or your reputation. I promised Ling Ran to take care of Chuxia. I won't go on my promise. As for the rest, I'll take it as if I haven't heard it.

"Yan Niang, you misunderstood..." Han Xing frowned: "Yan Niang, how can I pity you? Don't you know what I mean?"

"I know your intention, that you like me, and that you are willing to stay with me all your life. But that's not the case now. Now, you must be thinking about her. You feel guilty and sad. In the year of helping each other, even if you don't admit it, you still have a deep affection for her. Your heart is no longer mine, so why force yourself... I don't want such a marriage and reputation."

Yan Niang said slowly, her voice was soft, but unusually firm.

The cold star raised his head in pain and restrained his sour eyes to prevent tears from gushing out:

"Yanniang, I'm sorry to make you think so. I have been married to her for a year and have a child. Even if I don't love her, she is my wife. Even if it is painful, sad and struggling, it has been accompanied for a year. I always thought that I didn't love her and had no feelings for her. But how is this possible? I'm not a hard-hearted person, nor a cold and ruthless person. These days, I've been recalling the bits and pieces of a year, and I'm heartbroken and regret..."

"You miss her, so you ignore me..."

Yan Niang raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes, and her voice was choked.

"She died so suddenly that I don't know how to face you, facing the early summer and her spirit in heaven. However, in these three months, I have understood a lot. I can only have family affection for her, which is an unselectable family affection. It can't be denied and indelible that she is my wife. However, Yan Niang, no matter what I have thought or done, I firmly believe that I want to marry you. I have never wavered... Even if there is no marriage from your majesty, even if you don't want to take care of early summer, I will marry you.

Han Xing squatted in front of Yan Niang's knees and grabbed her hands on her knees:

"Yanniang, I want to marry you. We will stay together for the rest of our lives. I will love and protect you with my life for the rest of my life.

"I'm no longer the Yan Niang you used to love. I'm no longer beautiful. Won't you dislike me? I can't wait to cut off all my hair and never see anyone again..." Yan Niang cried bitterly.

Han Xing grabbed Yan Niang's hand unconsciously, and his heart ached:

"Yanniang, stop talking. You are the only one who did this. Every time I see what you look like, I hate myself... Yan Niang, how can I dislike you? Han Xing raised his head and put Yan Niang's hair and kissed it on his mouth: "No matter what Yan Niang looks like, she is my favorite Yan Niang. It has always changed. Marry me, Yan Niang..."

"Brother Mu..." Yan Niang hugged the cold star and hugged each other and cried.

Now, they have gone too hard.