"To my own wife...... Drugged?"

She was disheveled, unkempt, and sat stiffly on the side of the couch, her eyes sad and tears streaming down her face. Crying and laughing, she didn't know what she was like now, but it seemed that she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Yang Rongan knelt on her knees, disheveled, his face was tired, it had been more than two hours since she woke up, he had been like this, constantly saying sorry, but in his heart he felt despicable that it was worth it.

At this time, he had already forgotten about the courtesy, righteousness, honesty and gentlemanly demeanor, and even the apology was hypocritical, "Xiange, don't be angry, okay? I don't want to hurt you, it's just that we haven't ...... I tried it on my own initiative...... Isn't that great? We're finally married, we're a real couple...... You didn't do anything wrong, we didn't do anything wrong, didn't you enjoy it last night? This is what husbands and wives should do, why bother so much and seek death and life......

Jiang Xiange wanted to vomit, but she didn't even have the strength to vomit.

She stopped crying, her eyes became hollow, she looked at the white sky outside the window, and opened her dry and cracked lips, "It's time for you to go to the court." ”

He thought she wanted to open up and not get angry, touched the back of her hand, supported her numb legs and got up, ready to go out of the room to call someone to come in and serve them to wash, but before he took two steps, he was a little uneasy, stopped and turned around, bent down in front of her, looked up at her, and stroked her face: "No, I won't go to the court today, I'll accompany you at home, whatever you want, I'll accompany you, whatever you want, I'll give you ......."

Before, he hadn't been so obedient to her for a long time, and sure enough, a spring dream could resolve everything.

But at the same time, it can also end her......

Why is there no consciousness, no pain, no happiness?

Is Jiang Xiange already dead? Drowned in the waters of Weiyang Lake?

Or never lived?

"You can do whatever you want. After she said this, she didn't open her mouth again.

Yang Rongan was not happy, he was still cautious, he looked at her motionless again, opened the door and asked Tang Huan to wait for the maid to come in and wait for her to bathe and change clothes.

As soon as Tang Huan came in, she saw the messy appearance of the house, and Jiang Xiange's lifeless appearance, she probably guessed what was going on, she was angry in her heart, but what could she say? After all, this was a matter between their husband and wife, Tang Huan could only grit her teeth and endure it, thinking about asking Jiang Xiange's heart.

From this moment on, Yang Rongan never left Jiang Xiange, and even when Tang Huan was waiting for him to bathe, he also stepped into the bath, dismissed their maids, and bathed with Jiang Xiange......

He helped her wash her tear-stained face, he helped her wash her body with rose perfume, he helped her wipe off the drops of water on the green silk, he helped her put on a brocade shirt, he carried her to bed with his own hands, and then lay down with her, ignoring the roosters and dogs, regardless of the sun......

She never said a word, she was like a puppet and let him play with it, she felt nothing, whether it was the water in the bath, the scent of the rose dew, or his lingering caressing......

In one day and one night, he bathed her twice and fed her and himself four pills of that 'miracle medicine'.

However, apart from the wheezing moans of the drug in his receptors, he never heard her make any other sounds.

He was completely immersed in the satisfaction of total possession of her, and he was so obsessed with her, so obsessed that he lost his mind, and was desperate, completely unaware of her silence that something terrible was about to happen.

Jiang Xiange didn't find out either, she just let herself not think about anything, and watched everything happen numbly, she thought that she could accept everything and endure everything.

In the middle of the night, she also kept her eyes open, I don't know if it has been closed, he can't sleep, he cried with her inexplicably, not happy or sad, he begged her softly, "Xiange, can you take care of me? Are you angry with me?"

He asked her many times, but she shook her head lightly and did not answer.

In the chaos, as if floating in the water of a lake, she heard him ask him, "Xiange, do you love me?"

What responded to him was the boundless silence of the morning and dusk.

Three days later, the official subordinate came to the Yang Mansion to invite him, and he couldn't stay at home, so he could only leave her for a short time, and asked Wandie Wanyu, who had been neglected by him for a few days, to serve his wife well.

After the dispersal, he hurried home, and his colleagues dragged him to a drinking party with the officials, he couldn't refuse, he went, only to know that Gu Qinghuan was also there, and he didn't say a few words to Gu Qinghuan during the whole banquet, Gu Qinghuan asked him to drink, and he was also very unnatural. When it was over, he wanted to leave the stage first, and the drunken Gu Qinghuan took the lead to keep him, he only said: "No, Xian Ge is waiting for me at home, I can't go back too late." Gu Qinghuan let go of his hand.

The colleagues present all laughed, and some knew Jiang Xiange's good name, and when he left, some people were saying that he was blessed, married the first beauty in Chang'an, and had two beautiful twin concubines.

Only a few people who knew the inside story were relatively silent, and in front of Gu Qinghuan, they didn't dare to participate in such a discussion, and coughed to remind those who didn't have long eyes.

Gu Qinghuan drank a lot, and it didn't seem to be affected by anything, but he started to get drunk when he was over, and he smashed the cup by mistake.

The entourage helped him out of the restaurant, and his subordinates sent him to the carriage, and just as he was about to leave, he saw a familiar figure on the side of the road near the restaurant through the carriage window.

He ignored his manners, leaned on the window, and shouted across the street: "Tang Huan!"

Tang Huan, who was about to leave, heard this shout coldly from behind, and she was really startled, knowing that Gu Qinghuan saw herself, she couldn't leave, so after thinking about it, she turned around and walked towards his carriage.

When she got closer, she smelled the strong smell of wine, and looking at Gu Qinghuan with a drunken face, she swallowed back all the words she wanted to say impulsively, and only bowed her head and saluted: "I've seen Lord Gu, what's the matter with the adult calling the slave maid?"

Gu Qinghuan exhaled the wine, a little dizzy, and asked her, "Why are you here?" ”

Actually, Tang Huan came to find him, she went to Gu Qinghuan's Shangshu Mansion to inquire about it, he would come to this restaurant tonight, so she came here, waited for him to come out, and wanted to tell him that Jiang Xiange seemed to have an accident in the past few days, and she also hesitated for a long time, but she really didn't know who to discuss with before she made up her mind to find Gu Qinghuan.

After she came, she learned that Yang Rongan was also there, so she couldn't go directly to Gu Qinghuan, so she could only wait outside, and when Yang Rongan left, Gu Qinghuan came out, but saw that he was so drunk that he couldn't walk, so she had to give up, but she didn't expect to be discovered by him.

She pretended to cover up, "Well, Miss asked the slave maid to urge the aunt to go back early, but the slave and maid were negligent, since the aunt has already gone back, then I will go back to the house, Master Gu, the slave and maid ......"

"Tang Huan......" He suddenly called her, as if he had something to say, but he still didn't ask.

Tang Huan was stunned for a moment, looked at him weakly, and saw that he was not going to ask again, so he continued: "The slave and maid take their leave." ”

Gu Qinghuan smiled at her, "Well, go back early, be careful on the road." ”

Tang Huan nodded and walked briskly in the direction he had originally taken, Gu Qinghuan was still in place, propped up on the window in a daze.

His personal attendant came up and asked him if he was leaving for his home, and he withdrew his gaze from the dimly lit intersection in front of him, and instructed, "Send someone to follow the girl just now, and send her back safely without disturbing her." Also, tomorrow you can arrange a reliable eyeliner for me to keep an eye on Yang Shilang's mansion, find out what unusual movements have been in their mansion recently, and report anything to me immediately. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

……

Three days after Hua Jingting's death, Washington held a funeral, Fusu walked out of the door for the first time in these days, put on white clothes, and went to Washington with Gu Qingning and Gu Qingfeng to mourn, and came to the Washington Mourning Hall.

In fact, they are really pretending, this ceremony is for Fu Su, not completely out of their own hearts.

During the whole mourning, Fusu only followed her as a maid, like other people's maids, as if it was none of her business, completely out of the matter, and no one cared about her, a silent little maid.

On the return trip, Gu Qingning asked her to ride in the carriage with their sisters and brothers, and when she got into the carriage, she burst into tears, leaning on Gu Qingning's shoulder, tears welling up, and her heart was sad and unspeakable.

Growing up in the mountains, coming out of the mountains, she is a very indifferent person, there are too few people and things she cares about, Gu Qingning is one of them, and then Hua Jingting, since he revealed his life experience, he treated her like his own daughter, and regarded her as the only heir, his tragic death was a huge blow to her, so that she who had been defending herself with indifference really experienced a collapse.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Fusu, who was crying in his sister's arms, and glanced at Gu Qingning, who looked at him with an inquiry. Indeed, she had a question for him......

"Qingfeng, does that Ninth Prince like Fusu? I heard that he often runs to my mansion and often pesters Fusu? Is it true?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and nodded slowly: "Yes, he has this meaning......" replied, he couldn't help but look at Fusu, but he didn't expect Fusu to have already raised his head, and was looking at himself with tearful eyes, his eyes were very complicated......

He avoided that look, and it seemed that it was difficult to face something directly, "Sister, why are you asking this? Since you know everything, you should also know that Fusu is not interested in the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince was rejected by her......"

Gu Qingning looked at him, and then at Fusu, and seemed to see something in Fusu's changed expression, and he knew it in his heart.

After that night, something changed.

She bit her lower lip and said with difficulty, "But she must be interested in the Ninth Prince now." ”

Fusu and Gu Qingfeng both looked at her in amazement, she held Fusu's hand with one hand, and pressed the other hand under the sleeve on the back of Gu Qingfeng's hand, Gu Qingfeng felt her strength, and understood her compulsion, and endured the impulse in her heart.

"Fusu, you should understand why Doctor Hua committed suicide, right?"

Fusu nodded, and gradually understood what Gu Qingning was considering.

"If you let others know that you and Doctor Hua know the same secrets, I'm afraid you will also lose your life...... Gu Qingning sighed: "The terrible thing at the moment is that your dealings with Doctor Hua have already been known, and Zhongli knows your true identity, and he ...... So, that person should know about you too...... Your presence is too dangerous......"

Although Gu Qingfeng didn't know that she contained many secret words, he also guessed how complicated and terrifying things were.

"I've been thinking about it for the past few days, thinking about it for a long time, and coming to a conclusion...... Only the Ninth Prince can keep you ......"

Fusu's eyes widened, looking at her for a long time, while Gu Qingfeng also looked at Fusu for a long time.

After a long silence, he saw that Fusu nodded.

How to break the hearts of three people at the same time, nothing more than this.

After returning to the house, Gu Qingning asked Fusu to enter the room to rest, she grabbed Gu Qingfeng, talked to him alone under the corridor, and explained that he invited the ninth prince to come to the mansion, Gu Qingfeng understood what he meant, and nodded.

"Qingfeng ......," she said later, "did my sister hurt you?"

Gu Qingfeng looked back at her, "Sister, aren't you sad?" I know how sad you are. ”

Only then did she let herself show a little sadness, and her eyes were obviously red, "...... I can't keep her for the rest of my life, can I? The most important thing is that she has to live first......"

After talking to Gu Qingfeng, she went to Fusu's room again and said a lot to her, but they were all the most ruthless and hypocritical calculations, like explaining some ordinary housework.

"He's coming, you can't avoid him like you used to, and of course you can be too enthusiastic, or he'll find it strange. ”

"You can't speak, you can't confuse men with words, this is your shortcoming, but your eyes are very good-looking, you have to make more use of this, your eyes should be gentle, not cold, if you really don't know how to do it at that time, you just keep looking at him, no matter what he is talking or doing, you just look at him, let him know that you are paying attention to him, he will definitely be heartbeat, and when he is shy, you will pretend to be shy, lower your head, but it must be a smile......"

"You are used to being cold, and others are used to your cold look, you don't need to change much, maybe it is this coldness that attracts him, so you have to learn to use your rare smile...... For example, when you look at a group of people, you only smile when you see him, or when he deliberately teases you, you pretend to be indifferent first, and suddenly laugh when he is about to give up, it will definitely make him feel a sense of accomplishment......"

"Also, a young man of his age and family background, what he lacks most is the care and care of others, she wants him to feel your gentleness occasionally, let him know that you care about whether his body is healthy and whether he is happy......"

……

As the sun set, he leaned alone under the promenade, holding the altar and waiting for the moon to rise, with a short sword in the sheath hanging on his body, and his light-colored clothes were chic and capable, and the hem of his clothes was ......

As if sensing something, he turned his face to the end of the corridor.

Fusu walked towards him from there, and he could feel that she had been looking at him, her eyes were a little more gentle than usual, no longer cold and pressing, but still calm and unfazed, and her own style.

She was getting closer, and his heart was beating faster.

He watched as she walked up to him, her gaze still firmly on him.

Gu Qingfeng suddenly felt blushing and irritable, and turned his face away a little shyly.

She was more shy than him, a thin flush appeared on her fair face, and she bowed her head slightly and smiled lightly.

The smile burned deep into his heart.

She didn't walk away immediately, but stopped in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, she was calm again, and the smile was like a dream, but he clearly remembered that it had existed.

She saw the wine jar in his hand, frowned, took the wine jar away, hugged it and left, not giving him a chance to keep it at all.

However, at that moment, he felt very warm in his heart, and watched her straightforward and neat back walk away.

At the corner of the corridor, she suddenly looked back, jumped a few steps at the wine jar that he had raised, and left him with a very playful and smug smile.

Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh.

Only then did I realize that she was really a lovely girl.

But cute isn't cute......