If a woman reacts so violently to a family affair that seems reasonable to outsiders, she either has a great dislike for the object of the affair, or she has another sweetheart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Judging from the situation between Shi Wanrou and the Xu family in the past ten years, it is unlikely that they will be disgusted, and the more likely situation is the latter.

A girl who is waiting for a boudoir suddenly has a sweetheart, but her parents and relatives don't know it, in today's Bai Chenghuan's view, nine times out of ten it is not a good thing.

And love, in her heart, is like poison wrapped in honey.

When every woman swallows this honey, it is a sweet taste, but the final result is whether it will be sweet forever, or whether it will kill people in an instant, that is something that no one knows.

She hopes that her relatives, friends, and everyone will live a good life and not be hurt in the slightest.

Summer is long, and the days are long and boring.

Liang Sixian woke up and went back to the house happily, and after Bai Chenghuan saw her off, he returned to Mrs. Weibeihou's side.

Mrs. Wei Beihou was directing the maid to carry a half-embroidered kang screen out.

"Come, Cheng Huan, come and see what this is!" Mrs. Wei Beihou beckoned her daughter over.

Bai Chenghuan was still outside the door, and he had already seen the thing on the square table.

That's something she's been embroidering for almost two years.

Her soft embroidered shoes stepped on the cool floor tiles and walked quietly over.

Facing the light that came in through the window, on the stretched embroidered cloth, one butterfly fluttered its wings and flew high, and the other, only embroidered one wing, could not fly again.

Bai Chenghuan stretched out his hand, and his white and somewhat transparent fingertips slowly brushed on the embroidered cloth, and the butterfly that lacked wings seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.

"Mother, will you let me continue embroidering?" Bai Chenghuan was sad and funny in his heart.

At this time, how can she still calm down like before, sit down quietly, and embroider a lifelike butterfly?

Mrs. Wei Beihou waved her hand to let the maid and the maid go out, leaving only Mama Gao, and the master and servant did not raise their heads to spread out the needle and thread, patterns, and find all the things with their own hands, and then pulled their daughter to sit down beside her.

"Cheng Huan, my mother naturally hopes that you will live happily as before...... As before, I read books, embroidered, played the piano, played chess, and did whatever I wanted...... Those outside things, let your father and brother think about it for you, do it for you, and when you get home, you should take a good rest......"

She doesn't have to tell her what hardships she has experienced in the past three months, she can also understand how her golden daughter brought the family back to life in a Qipin, and how she dragged the body of a madwoman step by step back to this home from Yuzhou.

Cheng Huan is too tired, she should take a good rest.

"What about this kang screen, you said that you were going to embroider it for your eldest sister, but until your eldest sister came out of the pavilion, you didn't embroider it, and then said that it was given to your eldest brother, but until you entered the palace, this butterfly is still missing a wing...... My mother just wants to find you something to do, what do you think?"

Bai Chenghuan snuggled up to his mother, and the smell of incense in the room hovered around his nose.

My mother feels sorry for her and wants everything to go back to the way it was...... But how can you go back?

She buried her face in Mrs. Weibeihou's arms, and rolled coquettishly for a long time before she lazily said one word: "Okay." ”

At that time, I felt that the embroidery was not finished, and she was the justifiable queen after her wedding, and then she would finish embroidering this kang screen and give it to her brother, which was something given by the queen herself, and it was also the glory of her sister-in-law in the future.

Now I know that if some things are not done, it will really be too late.

If she can come back, it is God's favor, so it is good to embroider it well and let her mother feel at ease.

Little by little, the wings of the butterfly are rendered by colorful silk threads, and the blooming peony gradually takes shape.

Mrs. Wei Beihou sat on the side and stared at her daughter who was quietly embroidering, tears welling up in her eyes.

My daughter is not a half-hearted person, she embroiders flowers quickly and well.

It's just that at that time, I was always called into the palace by Xiao Shaoyun to accompany me to study, and in my daughter's heart, nothing is more important than Xiao Shaoyun's affairs.

Her silly daughter, she won't have to read so many books again.

In the northwest, on the edge of Ningzhou City, in an inconspicuous house, Xiao Wushuang and his son unfolded the two holy decrees in front of them.

Since being demoted to this Ningzhou, this is the first time that he has knelt to meet the holy decree, and there are two ways to come.

The voice of the angel reading the decree still echoed in his ears, but he could not give up until he saw it with his own eyes.

Brother Huang, I really kept him as a knife...... didn't kill him, but there was no trace of brotherhood, after the death of the imperial brother, he sat on the wall every day and waited, and he couldn't wait for the words left to him by the imperial brother.

Brothers who have relied on each other and supported each other since birth are nothing in the end.

He Qi's eyes quickly swept over the holy decree, and after confirming that every word was accurate and the angel had read it out, he punched the table with hatred: "It's so hateful! It's too deceitful! This decree can't be answered, you can't take it!"

Xiao Wushuang slowly rolled up the two bright yellow holy decrees again, and threw them at the foot of the table, before turning to look at his son with an angry face, and a smile appeared: "Are you caring about me? Go, I'll take you out, and we'll talk about it." ”

"What is there to say about this, such a holy decree simply does not treat you as a human being! You report your illness, I will kill the enemy for you!"

"Son, my son......" Xiao Wushuang stared at the sturdy and handsome young man in front of him, and his vicissitudes of life flashed with brilliance: "I am very pleased that you can care about me like this...... Even if my father accepted these two holy decrees, it was not for the person on the dragon chair. Let's go, Father will take you to see. ”

What are you looking at?He Qi frowned.

When he was his little gangster in Hongnong County, he had seen more shameless people, but seriously, it was the first time he knew that the emperor could be so shameless.

At this time, if you want others to work for Daqi, but you want to put a rope around someone else's neck, you just wait to be at ease, and you will directly strangle people!

King Qin, the King of Qin, who once had great achievements in battle, but ended miserably, why should he risk his life to fight for those cold-blooded and ruthless people?

Xiao Wushuang naturally knew that his son was not convinced, and he was not convinced, but after so many years, no matter how much he was unconvinced, it became a passing cloud in the years.

It's just that his son has just returned to him, and he doesn't know if he can still teach him and protect him.

Xiao Wushuang has been in Ningzhou for more than ten years, and his skills have not decreased at all, and he jumped up to the wall on the edge of the house.

Not to be outdone, He Qi immediately jumped up, standing beside Xiao Wushuang, father and son facing the sunset, their cyan robes hunting and dancing in the strong wind in the northwest.

"Son, what can you see?" Xiao Wushuang's eyes looked over the surrounding low houses and looked at the towering stone mountains outside the city, surrounded by desert yellow sand.