Feng Jiwen stood up as soon as she heard this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The injuries on his legs haven't healed yet, and he still has to take medicine every day, and it's at his own house, not in a drinking place where he can't help himself, how can he still get drunk?

She took the maid and went to the antechamber.

When I got out of the inner courtyard and walked through the small garden, I happened to meet Ding Ziyu and Qian Yingming, who had just returned from the front hall.

"Madame—"

This time, the person who saluted her in front of her was not Ding Ziyu, but Qian Yingming.

"Mr. Ding, is this drunk?" Feng Jiwen looked at Ding Ziyu, who was supported by two servants behind Qian Yingming, and asked in surprise.

Ding Ziyu was drunk, which surprised her more than He Shen was drunk.

This gentleman doesn't drink a drop of alcohol on weekdays, even if he drinks at the dinner table, at most he only drinks a glass, or two glasses at most, and then he has to replace it with tea.

How can you get drunk like this today?

Qian Yingming said: "I heard that his brother had an accident, and I thought it was because I was depressed, and people were easy to get drunk." ”

Ding Ziyu's parents died early, and there was a brother who was there, but this brother didn't seem to be very kind, and he drove Ding Ziyu out of the house in his early years.

A few days ago, she also heard that this person had come to Ding Ziyu, as if to lend money to his wife for treatment, Ding Ziyu thought that he couldn't let go, so he didn't agree to meet, and he didn't know about it after that.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiwen also understood.

Then he instructed Xiao Xing: "Later, let someone send Mr. Ding a bowl of sobering soup." ”

A small awakening should be lower.

Feng Jiwen was about to take a step, but she heard Qian Yingming ask: "In the case of Lord Yinglian, I don't know what new clues my wife can find?"

Hearing his question, Feng Jiwen's eyes moved slightly, and said, "Not for the time being." ”

Qian Yingming didn't know whether he believed it or not, so he only asked again: "Is there a place where Qian can help?"

Feng Jiwen smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Qian for your kindness." ”

Hearing her ambiguous words, Qian Yingming frowned slightly, but he had nothing else to say, only said: "If there is, Mrs. just speak-Qian will go back first." ”

Feng Jiwen nodded.

Qian Yingming left with the drunken Ding Ziyu and two servants.

Feng Jiwen stood there for a moment, but turned her head to look in the direction they were leaving.

The light emitted by the stone lamps on both sides of the long corridor resembles a long snake swimming slowly in the night.

"What are you looking at, ma'am?" Seeing her standing still, Xiaoxian asked softly.

Feng Jiwen shook her head and said nothing.

The three of them then went to the antechamber.

He Shen was indeed drunk, and there were signs of being drunk and unconscious.

After helping the person back to the glass pavilion, the whole person fell into the couch and couldn't help him anymore.

Feng Jiwen wiped his hands and face with a hot handkerchief, and forcibly fed him a bowl of sobering soup, and stayed on the side for most of the hour before he saw that people were vaguely conscious.

"Ma'am. ”

As soon as he opened his eyes, he called to her, as if he was afraid that he would not find her.

Feng Jiwen sat on the drum stool next to the soft couch, raised her head to answer when she heard the sound, and hurriedly asked him where he felt uncomfortable.

He Shen looked at her sideways and shook his head.

"How can you be drunk like this?"

"It's strange that I didn't feel how much I drank and somehow collapsed. He Shen smiled at her, his tone light and gentle.

Feng Jiwen couldn't laugh or cry when she heard it.

He Shen also smiled and looked at her quietly.

His slightly drunken eyes were not as lucid and deep as before, but seemed to be covered with a faint mist, making it impossible to see what was hidden in them.

Feng Jiwen wanted to talk to him about today's Fukangan, but it can be seen that he is in such a trance, as if he is awake but not awake, so he put it aside and said: "Master, rest, if you feel uncomfortable at night, call the maid to come in - I will go back to the room first." ”

Since He Shen returned to Beijing, whether in the old house or moved here, the two still slept in separate rooms.

It's just that Qin Yan sealed the mouths of the maids very tightly, so there was no chance for any rumors in the house.

Hearing that she was leaving, He Shen was about to sit up with one hand on his body.

Feng Jiwen, who had just gotten up, saw this and hurriedly went to help him.

was caught off guard, but was suddenly slammed into his arms.

The tip of her nose hit his chest, and a faint smell of alcohol penetrated into her mouth and nose, causing her to be in a trance for a moment.

"Madame has never had the slightest affection for me?" he asked in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

This voice was like a tangible force, and Feng Jiwen's heart was tightly pinched.

She didn't answer him, but the answer in her heart was already clear.

"If I say nothing, I don't believe it. He Shen said to himself: "I can't be wrong......"

After a while, he buried his head in the green silk at the socket of her neck, but said with some wavering: "Maybe I accidentally read it wrong." ”

He wasn't sure.

"If that's the case, I won't force Madame to stay......" He seemed to be in a dream, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it, but the bitterness in his tone was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved: "I can fulfill the covenant of peace with Madame." ”

He compromised.

The root of Feng Jiwen's nose suddenly soured.

But I heard him say: "But Madam, you have to wait patiently for a while—and after I find out the case of my father-in-law, I will let Madame leave." ”

Feng Jiwen couldn't help but be stunned.

Even if he agrees to leave, he still wants to help her?

“…… Why?"

How could he do it to the point where he was desperate to help her?

He Shen obviously didn't understand what she meant, and replied to himself: "You are weak, if you rashly reconcile with me before this, I am afraid that the situation will be dangerous." How can I rest assured?"

Feng Jiwen's eyes were already red, and her eyes were overflowing with layers of tears.

She clutched at his shirt behind his back, gritting her teeth and trying to endure the emotions that were churning like a huge wave.

But the tears were like bursting the embankment, uncontrollable, and smashed down one after another.

She didn't know how she could get his unsparing protection.

She had never seen anyone who could hand over a heart so unsparingly to anyone, so fiery and complete.

"Madame, I know that I have never spent so much time in my life. He Shen's voice became lower and lower, "I only treat you, and I have repeatedly backed down, and there is no other way......"

Finally, he suddenly let out a laugh that seemed to sigh and self-deprecation, and said: "After calculating all these years, it is a hundred secrets...... Whether you admit it or not, I'm afraid that my life will be ruined in your hands. ”

The original step by step camp is now all messed up.

"If you were me, what would you do?" Feng Jiwen asked him a little blankly.

He didn't seem to hear it, and the strength of holding her in his hand was much more relaxed, and he was half drunk and half unconscious, and he fell asleep.

Outside the window, the night wind never stopped, and the candles in the house flickered slightly.

Feng Jiwen, who did not get an answer, stayed awake all night.

……