Until, a dark cloud voice came from outside, "Master, the old lady is here." ”

There was no movement in the room, none of the two people on the bed moved, and it seemed that there were only two of them in their shijie.

"Master?" Dark Cloud knocked on the door, a little uneasy.

The hasty knock on the door and the nervous call finally dragged Wang Jing's detached mind back, and he glanced out of the door, "What's the matter?"

With a faint voice, but there was a hint of anger, Dark Cloud withdrew his hand injuredly, glanced at the woman who had already walked to his side, and said respectfully, "It's the old lady who is here." ”

Wang Jing's expression froze, and he pulled up the quilt and wanted to stuff Su Tong's face under the quilt, but when his eyes swept over that face, he stopped all movements, and his eyes were covered with a bleak frost.

The people outside the door couldn't wait, so the woman lowered her willow eyebrows and ordered, "Crash away." ”

Dark Cloud's hand trembled slightly, stiffened, and then kicked the door open.

There was a loud bang, but Wang Jing still didn't move, and he didn't look back at the person who had broken into his bedroom slowly.

The woman saw at a glance the person lying on the bed as if she was asleep, and immediately took a big step and angrily reprimanded, "You don't show up on your second sister's birthday, just for these women?"

Wang Jing was silent, looking at his angry mother, he didn't know how to face it, and the woman was even more angry, and Dark Cloud hurriedly said, "Old lady, the second son of General Su's family on the bed, Su Tong, not a woman......"

When the woman heard that it was a man, she swallowed half of her anger, but then her face was even more sad than Fang Cai, and her tone was a lot more gloomy, "Dark clouds, you retreat first." ”

"Yun'er......" the woman called softly, stepped forward, and sat opposite Wang Jing, "Mother please, forget that person's ......"

When the woman mentioned that person, there were tears rolling in her eyes, and she wanted to say a lot to Wang Jing, but in the past, she said little, but the effect was that her son did not come home for a few days, sleeping in flowers and willows, and became romantic.

"Mother......" Wang Jing called lightly, full of helplessness.

The woman met his gaze in surprise, but all she saw was an indelible pain.

Sure enough, Wang Jing said, "Mother, don't force me anymore......"

The woman's complexion changed several times, and her tears had fallen into beads, but she was unusually firm, "The Wang family can't be without a queen!"

As a mother, she must give her only son a good wife who has a husband and children, and children who are filial and courteous......

For the sake of the man whose surname no one knows, he has been depressed for three years, and drunk and dreamed of death for three years, even if it is the crime he committed, it should be enough.

Wang Jing didn't speak, and the woman wanted to persuade again, but Wang Jing suddenly responded with the word "good", as if he was really determined to break the residual thoughts in his heart.

The woman smiled very happily and held Wang Jing's hand, "Mother's good son, good son......

Very few people can feel the pain of others, Wang Jing has no friends, so no one can understand his pain at all, and naturally I don't know how many times he persuaded himself with this word, how many times he used a knife to cut the tendon of obsession, and then he reluctantly agreed.

"Yun'er, is it okay to go home with your mother?" the woman looked forward to it.

Wang Jing's eyes suddenly sank, and his eyes swept over Su Tong's body, "No, my mother will go back to the mansion as soon as possible to rest, and my son will send Su Gongzi back to the general's mansion." ”

The woman wanted to stop her, but Wang Jing had already wrapped the quilt and held Su Tong in her arms, and her figure had left the house in a flash, leaving the woman frowning and worried.

Qinghui Jiaojiao flew snow, one after another houses hurriedly passed under his feet, and after a while, Wang Jing had already taken Su Tong and landed behind the wall in front of the Su Mansion.

Wang Jing didn't speak, and walked straight forward.

The vigil at the door stood on tiptoe from afar to make out the visitor, but no one said anything to stop him, for the light in front of the gate illuminated the man in his arms.

"Second son, second son?"

"I'll get a doctor!"

Among the servants who came up, some called Su Tong, and some went to ask for a doctor.

Wang Jing followed behind the servant who was trotting in front of him to lead the way, and he ignored the servant's occasional stoppage and dissatisfaction with his rapid movement.

"Childe, if you are tired, hand over the second son to the younger one to carry ......" Although he was very dissatisfied, the servant still considered his words before speaking softly.

For some reason, Wang Jing was reluctant to hand over Su Tong, and when the servant stretched out his hand to take Su Tong from his hand, he took a step back, bypassing the person who was staggering in the air, and walked forward slowly, occasionally lowering his head to look at the person in his heart, and there was a bad smell of wine in the breath he exhaled.

Finally arrived at Su Tong's room, and as soon as he stepped into the room, Wang Jing instructed, "Your son-in-law is drunk, go and prepare hot soup for him to dispel his fatigue." ”

The servant was stunned, glanced at Wang Jing, smelled the smell in the house, and then reacted, but with a pale and terrible scream, he rushed out without even entering the door.

Wang Jing put Su Tong on the bed, reached out to probe the temperature of Su Tong's forehead, first it was bitterly cold, and after a while, it was hot, took out the medicine given by Lian Xiao from his sleeve, and after giving Su Tong a drink, he stood in front of the bed and looked at him for a while before turning around and leaving.

When I left step by step, my heart was heavy, and I couldn't relax at all, and I always had a feeling - I didn't love deep enough, this thought only flashed but weighed heavily on my heart, I could always think of Su Tong pulling the quilt in his hand, reading the scene of "dead ......", and I could always remember that he rubbed his face so happily and concluded that he was Yun Chu's appearance......

The servant only took a bottle of medicine in his hand and hurried back to the house, seeing that Su Tong was alone and sleeping soundly, he was surprised and surprised to take the medicine into his arms, gently covered the door and retreated, looking left and right in the small courtyard, and failed to see the man who sent the son back, so he had to give up, turned around and went into the house and sat in front of the bed with a stool, holding his head and looking at Su Tong, and after a while, he nodded and fell asleep like a chicken pecking rice.

As soon as I returned to the backyard of Wanhong Building, I arrived at the corner of the corridor, some distance from the house, and there was immediately one more person behind me.

Wang Jing suddenly stopped, glanced at the bright room in front of him, and said. ”

"The second master is here. The dark cloud lowered his voice.

Even such a small voice has entered the ears of the people in the room.

"Hehehe......" The heroic laughter was blown out of the house by the sudden wind blowing like flying flowers, and sprinkled all over the lakeside corridor.

Wang Jing frowned, watched quietly, and did not take a step back without taking any further steps.

"Since my nephew is back, he still avoids it, so he can't take his second uncle seriously......"

The dim and soft light shrouded the man who walked out of the house and stood outside the door, the appearance of forty years old was somewhat similar to Wang Jing, and the smile on his face was not Wang Jing's old gloomy and stinky face that looked at the world.