Chapter 119 Concubine 6

The paper kite easily saw through the sadness and worries in San Niang's heart and couldn't help answering seriously:

"Paper kite only knows that Jasper is a smart girl. She can stay with the third young lady for so long. It's impossible to say that she doesn't have certain means.

It's just that Zhiyuan is not sure whether she will change her mind when she has been with the third master for a long time. If only according to the current appearance, Jasper should still be credible.

The paper kite said so, with a thoughtful look on her face.

And Sanniang listened carefully and smiled a few times, "You're right." Sanniang said, "Then do you think it's very likely that Jasper will change her mind?"

Sanniang continued to ask, but a few embarrassment appeared on Zhiyuan's face, "Grandma San."

Paper kite gently called San Niang, "Paper kite can't say anything about this matter." Zhiyuan said frankly.

Sanniang heard this and sighed slightly, "Yes, it's difficult for you to ask you even if I can't even tell you." Sanniang said this, and there was a slight loneliness on her face. When Zhiyuan saw it, her heart couldn't help but hurt.

"Three young ladies."

Zhiyuan shouted worriedly, but Sanniang shook her head slightly. "I'm fine. Go ahead. I have to think about it again. The matter of Jasper is up to you these days. Try to help her do it better. After all, it's the person who goes out from here, and you can't let others see jokes."

Sanniang said so, and Zhiyuan quickly answered yes and retreated quietly.

When she walked out of the door, she saw the master who was still sitting there and finally sighed.

Over the years, Jasper has been with the third young grandmother, but now Bianyu has followed the third master, and she is still helping the third young grandmother deal with things outside. Although she has never paid attention to the things in the courtyard, she still can't give up the third young grandmother.

After all, we have been together since childhood, but now everyone has become like this. It's impossible to say that you are not sad, but no matter how sad it is, what can you do?

Her own life has never been her own, and she can't even manage herself. After all, she still can't help other people's affairs.

I just hope that Jasper can continue like this, otherwise in the end, if it comes to a bleak end, the paper kite will still be a little unbearable after all.

The third young lady will never indulge these maids. No matter how good they were, now that they have reached this point, they can no longer talk about their former feelings, but they will still miss the beauty of the past!

All kinds of beautiful things appeared in front of her eyes one by one, but the faces in her memory are still far away and can no longer be found...

There were a few sighs in the paper kite's eyes. Finally, she shook her head and walked out without saying a word or stepping into the jasper yard.

They are no longer good friends. Today's jasper has a too embarrassing identity. It's still not good between her and her, otherwise it will make them sad. Isn't it a trap?

In this way, the third room finally calmed down again, and Zi Wenhe had already walked to the room where Ya'er lived.

Yaer was lying down and saw him coming in. Yaer struggled to get up. When Zi Wenhe saw it, he quickly reached out to help her. Looking at her slightly pale face and the heavy dark blue in her eyes, Zi Wenhe's heart ached in an instant, "Yaer, you What's the matter?"

Looking at Zi Wenhe's caring eyes, a wry smile appeared on the corners of Yaer's mouth, "I thought... you finally forgot me."

Yaer said so, and the weakness in her tone made people heartbroken.

Zi Wenhe was no exception. He hugged Yaer's waist tightly and held her into his arms. "How come? How could I forget you?"

Zi Wenhe said sadly, put his mouth on Yaer's hair and kissed it gently.

The tears in Yaer's eyes fell down and dripped on the back of Zi Wenhe's hand. Zi Wenhe's body suddenly shook. The place where the tears dripped seemed to be burned by fire, making his heart more painful, and at the same time there was a deep guilt in his eyes.

"Yaer, won't you cry?" Zi Wenhe asked in a hoarse voice.

Yaer turned her head quietly and looked straight at Zi Wenhe, "Sanlang." Yaer finally shouted and nestled into Zi Wenhe's arms, "Why haven't you come to see Yaer for so many days?" Ya'er asked quietly, her tone was soft and soft, but it was inexplicably sad.

Zi Wenhe's heart was completely picked up by her. He hugged Yaer tightly and carefully wiped the tears on her face. He kept saying sorry in his mouth, while Yaer just shook her head slowly, with beautiful eyes, and looked at Zi Wenhe affectionately with tears. The weakness and affection in his eyes made Zi Wenhe moved.

"Yaer."

Zi Wenhe finally kissed her lips, and the tears in Yaer's eyes fell faster. While pandering to Zi Wenhe, she beat Zi Wenhe's chest with her little hand. When she finally couldn't breathe, Zi Wenhe let her go. At this time, Yaer's lips became more and more red, and the pair of pears The eyes of flowers and rain made Zi Wenhe even more moved.

Zi Wenhe wanted to go further, but he was afraid that he would meet such a weak Yaer. Finally, he suppressed and did not move, but Yaer closed her eyes in Ziwenhe's tenderness and kissed Zi Wenhe's lips with trembling body...

"Sanlang, Yaer will give herself to you." As Yaer said this, Zi Wenhe's body tightened, and his hand holding Yaer was also excited.

When Yaer's lips finally touched his lips, Zi Wenhe asked fiercely, "Yaer, my Yaer." Zi Wenhe sighed, and the two finally rolled into the middle of the bed, and the string of gauze at the head of the bed was finally put down...

When the two finally stopped and sat by the bedside again, Yaer leaned against Zi Wenhe and nestled in his arms, "Sanlang." Ya'er shouted quietly, and Zi Wenhe answered in a low voice, "Is there anything Ya'er wants to say?"

Yaer bit her lips gently, and finally raised her head, with a little pity and delicateness, and whispered, "Sanlang is going to marry?" Ya'er asked so lightly, but Zi Wenhe lowered his head guiltily, "Is Ya'er blaming me?"

"Ya'er doesn't complain." Ya'er's words were very direct, but the low meaning in her tone made Zi Wenhe more distressed, "What does Ya'er mean?"

"Yaer is just heartbroken." Yaer said so, put Zi Wenhe's hand on her heart and said, "Yaer loves Sanlang. There are so many women in Sanlang's heart."