"What did that girl tell you to see just now?"

Wandie came out of Jiang Xiange's room, she had just served Jiang Xiange to change her clothes and drink a little porridge. Originally, Wanyu was with her, but how could Wanyu be willing to 'serve' Jiang Xiange, and slipped away at the door, Wandie watched her being called away by a maid, as if there was something, and when she came out, she asked Wanyu, but she didn't expect Wanyu's face to be even more ugly.

Wanyu said angrily: "Look at the quilt list for 'Madame'......"

Wandie was puzzled: "Isn't it just a list? What's so strange? Are you so angry?"

Wanyu almost slapped the table, threw down the teacup hard, stood up and said to Wandie: "There's blood on it!"

"Blood?" Wanyu wondered, "Husband...... or sister...... But I didn't hear my sister say anything about her injury? Could it be my husband's ......?"

Wanyu was originally angry, but seeing her sister looking so ignorant, she almost laughed angrily at her, and couldn't help poking her forehead with her fingertips: "My stupid sister, think about it again?"

Wandie thought for a while, and then understood what Wanyu was referring to: "You mean...... But how is that possible? They've been married for so long...... No, sister, if you think about it too much, it won't be like that......"

Wan Yu said: "That's right, that maid has been serving in the main house since they got married, I specially bribed her to help keep an eye on it, and she told me with certainty that it was the first time she saw those things on the quilt in the main house...... And I thought it was weird...... In the past, my husband came to you and my sisters every night, thinking that he was not interested in that person and gave us his heart, who would have thought that there was another secret ......"

Her eyes were full of coldness and coldness, looking at Wandie, she walked towards her, and reached out to caress this face that was exactly the same as herself: "...... You and I are just substitutes for him to vent...... For the past few days, he stayed with her, hardly out of the house, and ignored us, and asked us to serve her...... Oh, we are his second wife, what is it in his eyes? That one has a bit of a situation, and we can only go and be driven by her maids......"

"Sister, are you thinking too much? Husband is already very good to us......" Wandie still seemed unwilling to think too badly.

"I just don't accept it! Why? Why is it that only we need to be willing to be cheap to please a man? And she, if she doesn't do anything, she will win his heart? Why should she pretend to be serious? She is married to a woman, and she still wants to be innocent?" Wanyu is really very broken this time, her heart is filled with hatred and jealousy, and it is difficult to breathe.

She scolded for a while, then fell on the table and cried, crying very sadly, with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Wan Die sat next to her, but she didn't cry, her weak eyes changed unconsciously, she grabbed Wan Yu's shoulder, and her chin fell on her trembling shoulder: "Sister, don't ...... like this"

Wandie raised her tear-stained face, turned to look at her sister, and whimpered, "Actually, I'm scared...... We are just concubines, in case the husband gets tired of us, or Jiang Xiange does not allow us, we will lose everything...... I finally have a support, a decent identity, sister, we can't be defeated...... I don't want us to be left to the point where we have no one to buy and sell again...... Sister, what should we do? How can we make our husband love us like her?"

She wiped her tears for her sister with her sleeve and hugged her, just like when she was a child, she took care of each other and snuggled up for warmth, "Sister, don't be afraid, we won't lose all this...... If he wants him to love us, unless he has no one else in his heart......"

……

Yang Rongan returned home drunk after the banquet in the evening, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw Wandie waiting for him in the front yard as usual, so he walked towards her. Wandie saw that he was so drunk that he couldn't walk well, so she went to help him and intimately helped him relax the collar of his official uniform to make him feel better.

Yang Rong'an calmed down and asked her, "How is Madame?"

Wandie smiled gently: "Don't worry, husband, my sister is very good, today we served her to eat, and we also talked to her, but ...... She seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't say much...... Husband, did you make my sister unhappy? Wandie said uninterestingly, husband, my sister is a delicate and weak woman, you should be patient and careful with her in everything...... How many people in the world would like to make her frown? After all, there are some things that can't be rushed......

Yang Rongan was dizzy and felt complicated, so he was stunned and said, "Okay, I know... What's wrong with her? I'm going to see her......."

He was about to leave, but Wandie pulled him and smiled helplessly: "Wait, husband...... I just said that you should be patient, but you are in a hurry again...... My sister slept for a while in the afternoon, and she didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, and she kept talking obsessively in her sleep...... There was no movement in the house until this time, I don't know if she woke up, so let me go and see it first......"

Listening to Wan Die's considerate advice, he seemed to notice something, and looked down to see Wan Die grabbing his sleeve and not letting go, he seemed to be a little nervous, he inevitably had doubts in his heart, and stopped and asked: "Talking in a dream......?

Wan Die smiled awkwardly, avoiding his skeptical gaze, "...... But I did hear it today, and I was crying in my sleep, and I thought it was strange, and I thought that it must be your husband who made her sad, so I told you that......

Because of his weak heart, he would be more suspicious, and asked carefully: "Wandie, did you hear what she said?"

Wandie was stunned for a while, a little unsure of how to answer, buried her head, and was about to cry, "Husband, you and I...... I didn't hear anything...... I don't know ......."

Wandie has always been honest and timid, never lying, a lie must be very clumsy, the more you deny something, the more ghosts you have.

Yang Rongan grabbed her wrist and asked, "Tell me, it's okay, you will know if you know, what's ......"

She struggled for a moment, then stammered, "It's really nothing...... Really, I heard her...... I read a few words in my dream...... If you don't hear clearly, you can hear a ......."

"What?" Yang Rong'an reacted particularly strongly.

Wan Die was shimping for a while, not daring to raise her head, and whispered a word: "...... Look at...... It seems to be this ......."

After she said that word, she clearly felt his hand slam down, pinching her wrist very painfully, and the vibration in his heart can be imagined.

"Gu?"

Crying and calling "Gu ......"?

It's Gu again!

Yang Rongan's face became very frightened, he shook off Wan Die's hand, and strode straight towards the main house, exuding the smell of wine all over his body, fluttering in his nose with his angry steps, and gradually drifting away.

After he left, Wandie raised her head, no longer trembling and nervous, looking at his back, revealing a cold smile.

Yang Rongan directly pushed the door into the main house, the light was lit in the house, Jiang Xiange was not on the bed, he was drunk, he was full of heat, his blood rushed to his head, he clenched his fists hard, inhaled deeply, and wanted to suppress his impulsive heart.

He heard a few scattered piano sounds outside, and his heart moved, and thousands of thoughts were tumbling in his heart.

He walked over with a staggering step, lifted the curtain, and found her.

She was dressed in plain white clothes, with long hair scattered and no bun, like an unmarried woman, staring at the 'green qi' in front of her, her fingers gently plucking the strings, the sound of the piano scattered, withering into a song......

It's been a long time since I've seen her play the piano, and it's been a long time since I've played with her flute.

Yang Rongan called her: "String song ......"

She didn't look up, she just kept that look, as if she were in a no-man's land.

He walked over, sat down across from her, and called her a few more times, never getting her attention.

When the sound of the piano gradually became coherent and smooth, he finally asked the sentence: "Who is that person in your heart?"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and it didn't stop again.

So he understood everything......

Jiang Xiange was still so sluggish, but there was a bit of shock in her eyes, she still didn't look at him, she was still indifferent.

After a long silence, she finally said to him: "I am your wife, I am your man." ”

He listened, but he couldn't feel happy, and looked at her and smiled bitterly: "So, you admit it?

She looked at him, her hand pressed on Jean, just looked at him and stopped talking.

Yang Rongan couldn't stand her indifference anymore, and suddenly broke out, and asked her: "Who is it? Is it Gu Qinghuan? You say! Why do you want to marry me? Do you still like him!"

She looked fixedly at his drunken angry face, and said firmly, "I've never liked him. ”

"Who the hell is that? Jiang Xiange! Who are you guarding for? Who are you torturing me like this?"

His furious questioning voice was like a boulder, falling into a deep ocean, and was swallowed up in an instant, sinking, and disappearing, without even a tiny echo.

She burst into tears, "Rong An, don't be like this...... Don't ask, I'll listen to you for everything, you can ...... whatever you want."

She thought the way out of it all was obedience and patience.

By this time, her body was ruined and her heart was broken, but she still let herself continue to endure it......

It's like a walking corpse that forgets to plead, forgets to resist.

"What else can I do? Tell me, what can I do!"

Before she could finish, he slapped her again.

He was so angry that he wanted to destroy everything, and she was just crying, and he was violent to her, and she didn't respond.

He yelled at her, pushed her to the ground, and smashed the things in the house like crazy.

She didn't do anything to dissuade her, just silently hid in the corner of the room with the piano in her arms, watching him do all this crazy thing.

When there was nothing left to smash at hand, his tyrannical gaze fell on the piano in her arms, roaring, and threw himself at her......

She finally felt scared, finally emotional......

She hugged 'Luqi' tightly, shrunk in the corner, shielded herself from her feelings, and begged him: "Don't! Don't snatch my piano! Don't! I beg you! Rong An, I beg you, don't smash my piano ......"

In the midst of her constant pleading, he lifted her away with all his might, snatched the 'Green Qi', and smashed it to the ground!

"Don't!"

She let out a heart-rending scream, and at the same time, 'Midori' fell in two......

She was quiet, and he was quiet.

She stared at the dead 'Luqi' on the ground, her body was like a fallen leaf, she fell to the ground, tears rolled down like beads, she dragged her weak body, and crawled towards the corpse of 'Luqi'......

Jiang Xiange stroked the broken body of the piano, as if comforting the body, she was not noisy or noisy, sitting in a messy room, bidding farewell to her only bosom friend......

Yang Rongan also lost his mind, he didn't know what time it was, and he didn't know who he was.

But he knew that he loved this woman deeply, and he was crazy and enchanted by her, and she would never understand.

He looked at her, turned abruptly, and walked out.

Before he could step out of the room, he was awakened by a heavy thud.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw his wife, the love of his life, lying in a pool of blood.

A moment ago, Jiang Xiangge hugged the broken 'Luqi' and committed suicide by hitting the pillar.

A day later, Jiang Xiange became a new widow.

……

Gu Shangshu Mansion, in the main house, it was late at night.

He Luoke was sleeping soundly on Gu Qinghuan's chest, with a slight snoring sound, intermittent, very cute.

Gu Qinghuan hugged her, sniffed the fragrance on her hair, listened to her voice, and laughed dotingly in the dark. After getting married, he often did this, always going to bed later than her, because he liked to see her sleeping face, childish and peaceful sleep, which always made him feel at ease and happy with all kinds of troubles and worries during the day.

However, at this time, he is already sleepy, and somehow, he has been feeling unable to close his eyes tonight, and his heartbeat is unusually fast, which makes him vaguely feel a kind of anxiety and stuffiness, like a summer cloudy day with a storm approaching.

"What's wrong with you?"

He didn't notice when the lovely snoring stopped, and suddenly heard He Luoke's lazy voice.

Gu Qinghuan wrapped his hands around her, lowered his voice, and asked in her ear, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

She held that position and said strangely, "I was woken up by the sound of your heartbeat...... Your heart is beating so fast like thunder. ”

Gu Qinghuan said frankly: "I don't know what's wrong, maybe it's because I drank too much tonight, it seems that drunk people's heartbeats will speed up, and they will feel hot after waking up......."

She put her ear close to his heart and listened quietly for a while, "Well, it's still that fast, but it doesn't change fast when you speak, which means you're not lying, it's good......"

He smiled, rubbed her shoulders, and coaxed her, "Sleep on my arm, I won't quarrel with you." ”

“…… It's your heart that's bothering me......" She moved and pillowed in the crook of his arm, keeping her eyes closed, as if unconsciously.

Gu Qinghuan had a strange feeling in his heart, looked sideways at her sleeping face, leaned towards her cheek, and his lips were about to touch her forehead, but he was pressed by a hand and blocked his face.

"Don't make a fuss, sleep ......" she said with a stifled smile and closed her eyes.

Gu Qinghuan became more and more unyielding, and began to scratch her armpits, scratching her all over the bed and squeaking and laughing.

The two quarreled from nearly three watches until dawn, and she kicked him out of bed and urged him to pretend to be dressed and wash his face to go to the court.

Almost all night without sleep, he was sleepy and tired all day, and finally survived the day in the official office, but Fang Liang stabbed him again, and made a mistake in business, he sent a fire to Fang Liang, punished him, and then personally led people to remedy the mistake, and when he was done, it was almost dark, he remembered that he didn't let people go home to greet He Luoke when he returned tonight, and hurriedly left the official office, got into the carriage, and prepared to go home.

At this point, his personal attendant handed him a note.

He glanced at it, his tired eyes were bright red and bloodshot, and he pinched the piece of paper in his hand and crushed it, "Go to Yang Shilang's Mansion!"

The paper read, "Yang Rongan raped his wife with aphrodisiacs and violently assaulted his wife, and his wife wanted to commit suicide by hitting the pillar last night, and was seriously injured and unconscious." ”

In the bumpy and galloping carriage, Gu Qinghuan took out something under the cushion - a self-defense dagger originally prepared to prevent assassination.

He put such a cold thing into the cuffs, and straightened the collar of his official uniform, his demeanor was already that of a mature high-ranking official, his expression was solemn, and his appearance was elegant.

His eyes turned, like a wild wolf in the field, staring at his prey, waiting to swallow it and his blood one bite at a time......