The fire of anger burned in the dark corners.

Lu Xiuying felt that no amount of anger could hide the sour pain in her heart.

Twenty-two years.

I thought that getting married and having children had nothing to do with each other. Unexpectedly, one of his invitations made Lu Xiuying taste all kinds of flavors in just half a day. The excitement and excitement at the beginning, the anxiety when waiting, and then dreaming back to the sweetness and safety of youth, the loss and shame that I can't see, the heartache and pain at the moment.

Have you lived in vain for so many years?

Even if you haven't seen it, it has already touched thousands of feelings.

Back then, he was heroic, noble and gorgeous, so unforgettable

Receiving Wang Ye's invitation, Lu Xiuying went straight to the inn where she met without thinking about it.

The inn is still there, just a little older. But after all, it was the place he first met, and he remembered

When the carriage stopped, Lu Xiuying realized that she had arrived home.

A maid had already stepped forward to hold up an umbrella for her: "Why did Madame come back so late?" I'm still waiting for you. ”

Lu Xiuying took a deep breath of the cool air of the rainy night, and returned to reality from her distant memory: "The master is back?"

"Yes!" the maid said obediently: "The lord came back before it was dark, and I heard that the lady went to collect the accounts alone, so I asked Sister-in-law Wu to prepare dinner and wait for you." ”

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Lu Xiuying quickened her pace.

In front of the familiar round table, Shen Xianling, who was dressed in a silver-gray robe, was sipping tea thoughtfully, with a customary smile on his face.

Warm, reassuring, and down-to-earth.

Maybe this is what Shen Xianling can give her.

But that's all.

Lu Xiuying entered the room and said with a smile: "Master, you" Lu Xiuying, who was articulate for a long time, also stopped talking, and there was an inexplicable bitterness in her throat.

Shen Xianling smiled warmly: "Madame, it's hard work, sit down and rest." The husband was only busy outside, but his wife was tired, and he had to go out to Zhang Luo on this wet and rainy night. Shen Xianling said and said to the maid on the side: "Let Sister-in-law Wu pass the dishes." ”

"What about the children?" Lu Xiuying slowly sat down, took the face towel handed by the maid, and wiped her hands carefully.

Since Shen Xianling was robbed that day, he has not returned home, and he just sent his tongue back to report his safety. When Lu Xiuying saw Shen Xianling, she knew that he had something to discuss.

"On rainy days, I let them eat in their own rooms, and they don't have to run back and forth. Shen Xianling's voice was as warm as ever: "I prepared dinner for my husband and Mrs. Jean, but because Brother Ji was in a hurry, I didn't go home, and I hope Mrs. won't blame." Shen Xianling learned from the tongue that the person who pretended to be him had returned. He didn't want his family to know that he had really been robbed, so as to save them fear. Hu Erye and Cha Zun both said that the fewer people who know about this matter yet, the better.

Lu Xiuying Danfeng's eyes widened slightly with surprise: "Brother Ji is gone, no wonder the master hasn't come back for a few days, it turns out that he is accompanying him." He's really, he's all here, and he doesn't come to the house to see, if he sees me next time, he won't spare him!"

"Yes, yes!" Shen Xianling smiled and watched Sister-in-law Wu put the food on the round table: "Madam, eat quickly." Eat early and rest. ”

At this moment, she followed Shen Mingyu's maid Peony into the house and said, "Good master, good madam, the second girl is worried about Madame, send a slave maid to see if Madame is back." ”

Lu Xiuying smiled kindly: "It's still the second girl who has a heart, you go back and tell her that I'm back." It's late at night, let her rest early. ”

"Yes!" Peony rushed to the backyard with an umbrella.

The boudoir of the three sisters of the Shen family is in a small courtyard.

At this moment, the sound of the piano is melodious, Shen Mingyan is learning to play the piano with Shen Mingyan in the eldest sister's room, and several maids are talking and laughing together, which is unusually warm in the rainy night.

Shen Mingyu sat alone at the dressing table in the boudoir, looking at a portrait in front of her.

This is what she snatched from the little sisters in the clan in the school today.

Their voices still seemed to echo in their ears.

"Do you say that the person in this painting is handsome or that Hu Erye is handsome? I heard that this portrait went crazy in the hands of the girls. I'm afraid that I will overshadow Hu Erye in the future. ”

"Naturally, it's Second Master Hu. ”

"You don't know yet, but the person in this painting is on fire now. My cousin's sisters all see him as a role model for their future husbands. She also said that if she could marry such a person, she would be willing to die. ”

"Phew, it's just a painting, but it's not necessarily a real person. ”

"That's it, that's it, besides, I don't know what the character, temperament, and family background are, how can I compare with Hu Erye. ”

"Second Master Hu is naturally good, but we can't climb high! This son, not to mention that he has no family background, even if he is a beggar, I am willing to grow like this!"

"You're not ashamed!"

“”

Shen Mingyu's bright red nails swept across the face of the portrait.

I heard that Shen Mingyan was distributing portraits to find martial artists, but she just wanted Shen Mingyan to get rid of her relationship with Hu Erye, but she didn't pay attention to the portraits. In her impression, most of the martial artists are rude and invisible. The best thing is just a half-hung person like Shen Pengrun. It wasn't until she saw the portrait in the academy that she realized that a martial artist could be so heroic!

Looking at the momentum of this portrait, even if the real person is rude, it can only add a little bit of arrogance and spaciousness.

Qin's daughter is really discerning!

What a shame!

What a martial artist!

She obviously has a crush on someone!

No wonder, she didn't even care about Second Master Hu!

It turns out that there is a better one!

It's still the mother's foresight to let the second brother teach her!

In this way, she can't catch up with Second Master Hu, and she won't have any reason to find the person in the painting!

I just hope she won't find it for the rest of her life!

Shen Mingyu picked up the portrait and tore it apart one by one.

After Peony entered the house, she saw Shen Mingyu sitting straight in front of the mirror tearing paper and playing, and smiled faintly: "Second girl, Madame has come back, and she is eating like the master." ”

Maybe when she got closer, Peony saw that Shen Mingyu was tearing a portrait, and hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Shen Mingyu's hand: "Girl, please stop!"

Shen Mingyu was transferring her hatred to her hand, and was suddenly held down by the peony, and shouted in great displeasure: "What are you doing!"

Peony also realized that she was too excited, and hurriedly raised her hand and smiled at Shen Mingyu: "The slave maid saw the girl tearing the paper, for fear of squandering the nails you just painted, why don't the slave maid help you?"

This portrait of Peony is seen. Yesterday, when Peony went out to buy rouge for Shen Mingyu, she happened to meet Xiao Jin, the personal maid of Lu Jinxiu, the eldest girl of the Lu family. She proudly showed the portrait of Peony, saying that she had spent a lot of money to ask someone to copy it. also said that Hu Erye is looking for this person, this person must be a nobleman, and having his portrait will definitely bring good luck. Seeing Shen Mingyu tearing the portrait apart, Peony only felt distressed. But she knew Shen Mingyu's temperament, so she didn't dare to say it clearly.

"No!" Shen Mingyu became more and more annoyed, and the portrait was shattered in an instant.

Peony only bit her lip tightly and didn't dare to speak, only silently hoping in her heart that Shen Mingyu wouldn't tear it too much, and she could still put it together.

Soon, however, Peony felt hopeless.

Shen Mingyu gathered the torn portrait into a ball, walked a few steps quickly, raised her hand, and threw it into the drizzle outside the window.