How can love and hate be worthy (33)
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Are you awake?" Mengzhu didn't fall asleep, and got up when he heard the movement.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I shouldn't have come back if I knew I was coming back and affecting your sleep." His face was pale, and his voice was low.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I just can't get used to smelling you." She was a pun.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; But he misunderstood, thinking that he was disgusted by the smell of alcohol, and sneered: "Are you only used to the breath on Zheng Jiqing's body? That's why you're so ambiguous with him?"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; He touched her, and the two men were mesmerized by the same scent, and he laughed at her with it. She no longer felt the pain in her heart, and asked, "What about Qinglian, return Qinglian to me." ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;"She was involved in the murder of Xu's mother, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy to return to you." He said coldly.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; She stood up suddenly, "Situ Xiao, what are you going to do to me, let Qinglian go, she didn't do anything!"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Who did that?" he forced her gaze, and she shook her head: "I don't know, we didn't kill Xu's mother, I said, none of us killed her!"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; She met his knife-like gaze and begged him: "Mu Xuan, believe me! You can go and investigate, can't you? As a patrol envoy of more than a dozen provinces and cities, you can send someone to investigate such a case." ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; He stepped over, reached out and pinched her chin hard, stared at her for two seconds, gritted his teeth and said: "The person I sent found out that an eyewitness saw a woman, took a wooden stick from behind, and killed Mother Xu, is that woman you or Qinglian?"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mengzhu's face was full of consternation, and she couldn't guess whether Situ Xiao really had witnesses or deliberately tricked her, but no matter what it was, it made her extremely stunned, it was a fact that Xu's mother died, but who killed her and blamed herself?
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Let go of me! She struggled, but he squeezed tighter.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I don't have Qinglian or I, Qinglian has always been with me. She begged: "Mu Xuan, let Qinglian go, she really didn't do anything." ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Situ Xiao looked coldly at this woman he loved deeply, he could not want the country or fame and fortune for her, but he couldn't do without her heart, in his heart, she was as pure as a snow lotus on an iceberg for thousands of years, if it wasn't for witnessing her and Zheng Jiqing's intimacy, if it wasn't for Mother Xu being killed, how could he see through her weak appearance that she had such a dirty and vicious heart?
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I ask you, what about the silk scarf I gave you?" he asked, word for word.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mengzhu then remembered that day Qinglian told her to go out, put it in her pocket casually, and then was injured and admitted to the hospital, she didn't keep her mind all day, she didn't even think about it, she broke free, went into the bedroom to find the clothes she got back from the hospital, she rummaged through it several times, and she didn't find it in sweat.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "No need to look for it, here." Situ Xiao took it out of his pocket and slammed it on the table.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mengzhu asked in surprise: "Why are you here?" By the way, I brought it with me that day, maybe I fell in a panic when I took the key to open the door in front of the Shifu Gate. ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "This was found on Xu's mother's body, do you still want to believe you now?" he punched the table, the silk scarf was already on the edge of the table, he was shocked, trembled, and slid to the ground.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Mother Xu?" Could it be that Mother Xu picked it up after her?" Mengzhu hurriedly squatted down, picked up the silk scarf, looked up and met Situ Xiao's sharp gaze, and hurriedly pleaded: "No, I didn't know that Mother Xu went, I really didn't see her." ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Situ Xiao snorted coldly: "Li Mengzhu, do you want me to let you go?" Okay, I'll let you see how I let you go!" He took his coat and slammed the door.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;"Mu Xuan, no, don't go, what happened to Qinglian? Situ Xiao walked quickly, and had already gone out of the attic and went to the front yard.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Yulian brought a bowl of red dates and quail soup, saying that Ruan Jingyuan arranged it, and she had to stew different soups every day to replenish the young lady's body.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mengzhu didn't look at it, and shouted: "Take it out, don't bring me this kind of thing in the future!"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; She looked at the silk scarf in her hand, the blood-red six small block letters were still so bright and dazzling, and she thought of the special fat powder fragrance on his body, and couldn't help but feel numb.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Si Ying came over in the morning, yesterday they went to the hospital and heard that Situ Xiao took Mengzhu out of the hospital, Yilin was going to come over, but because of the wedding, plus the transfer of troops to the north, they couldn't be busy, and they specially asked Si Ying to come and visit Mengzhu last night.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mengzhu's grievances were unanswered, and it was even more sad to hear Siying say that her brother was forced to transfer north.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Si Ying saw that Mengzhu was in a very bad state, and asked Mengzhu about the situation after returning to the young marshal's house, Mengzhu was afraid that Yilin and Siying would be worried, and said with a smile that it was okay, but Siying was also a thoughtful person, and she had seen it from Mengzhu's expression, and said to Mengzhu that it was better for her to still live in with Mengzhu these days, and also let Yilin relax.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; The young marshal's mansion was lifeless, because the news of Mengzhu's injury was blocked, and outsiders didn't know about it, the previous guests all let Mrs. Qiao go back, Qinglian was not around, Mengzhu didn't even have a caring person, Siying was naturally happy to be able to accompany her.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Situ Xiao did not come back that night, and the next day, Si Ying moved into the Young Marshal's Mansion again.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Si Ying lived in the Young Marshal's Mansion for a few days, but she didn't see Situ Xiao, and she couldn't help but be indignant about Mengzhu from time to time.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mengzhu was worried about Qinglian, but she couldn't see Situ Xiao, she was anxious, thinking that if Situ Xiao didn't release Qinglian, she would have to go to him.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; On this day, Siying asked Yulian to ask the kitchen to boil soup, personally brought Mengzhu, and persuaded: "Yulian said that you refuse to nourish these days, and you don't want to drink the soup after boiling it, which is not good." He complained again: "These subordinates, seeing that you have fallen out of favor, have also changed their faces, is it possible that you can't conceive again this miscarriage?"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mengzhu had never paid attention to such a thing, and when he heard Siying say this, he frowned and said, "How come?"
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Why not?" Si Ying said angrily: "Look at this black chicken and white phoenix soup, there are only a few slices of black-bone chicken, there are a few white anchovy mushrooms, wolfberries are not released, and there are only two slices of ginseng, and they said no." ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mengzhu smiled faintly: "What if you eat these things or not? ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Mengzhu, do you still want the young marshal to treat you like before? He is so affectionate and unreasonable, why do you suffer yourself for him. Who knows that he doesn't have three wives and four concubines outside, even if he loses you, you have to cherish your body. ”
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Si Ying only cared about persuading Meng Zhu, but she didn't know that Meng Zhu was moved in her heart when she heard it, so she didn't turn her face to wipe her tears and didn't let Si Ying see it.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Si Ying blew the soup cold, and sent a spoonful to Mengzhu's lips like Situ Xiao, Mengzhu shook his head and said: "Siying, don't spoil me like this, if one day, you don't treat me like this anymore, then my disappointment will be deeper than my current happiness." As he spoke, he took the bowl and drank it himself.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Si Ying was stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because of the young marshal, don't you believe in me anymore?"