"Ahwan, if he can't see me for the rest of his life and doesn't accept me for the rest of his life, what should I do?" Si Xiaoyu suddenly asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncle Tai was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

What Si Xiaoyu said was just a hypothesis, but they all understood that it was not just a hypothesis.

Xu Shaoqiao likes Ning Chaolai, from the first sight, to now, how many springs and autumns have been, if you can forget, you should have forgotten it a long time ago.

After marrying Si Xiaoyu, Xu Shaoqiao would not say that he was separated first, but his whole life was just a waste of time for the two of them.

I can't see her all my life, I don't accept her all my life, what should Si Xiaoyu do, will I wait like this all my life?

"Ahwan, what should I do?" Si Xiaoyu stepped forward and grabbed Uncle Tai's hand.

She was a camel walking in the desert, and the wind and sand blew up blinded her, and she didn't know where to go.

"Yu'er, if you are willing, I can find a wishful husband for you who treats you wholeheartedly, so that he can allow you to live a worry-free life."

Saying this, Uncle Tai has been brewing for a long time.

The best way is for Xu Shaoqiao to forget about Ning Chaolai and accept Si Xiaoyu.

In this way, Xu Shaoqiao has a fine gentleman who really likes him, and Si Xiaoyu has a husband who he admires, and the two have the same personality, and they will definitely be able to flow for a long time.

But, this can't be.

According to Uncle Tai's understanding of Xu Shaoqiao, whether he forgot Ning Chaolai or accepted Si Xiaoyu while thinking about Ning Chaolai, this kind of thing is simply impossible.

If Si Xiaoyu could let go of Xu Shaoqiao, both of them would have a much easier time.

However, after all, he proposed to marry the two of them, so he wanted Si Xiaoyu to be sad, he couldn't bear it, after all, he dragged Si Xiaoyu into Xu Shaoqiao's life.

It's not Si Xiaoyu who is wrong, it's not Xu Shaoqiao, it's him, Uncle Tai.

"Yu'er, Shaoqiao is good, really good, but you are also very good." Uncle Tai stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears that poured out like Si Xiaoyu's beads, and said, "There are more than a good man in the big man, as long as you nod, there will be people vying to be good to you." ”

"Don't." Si Xiaoyu shook his head solemnly, "No matter how good others are, they can't compare to him." As long as he doesn't say he doesn't want me for a day, I won't leave him for a day. ”

Si Xiaoyu cried and cried, but actually laughed.

She took the burden, put it in Uncle Tai's arms, and said,

"The clothes and shoes in it are all clothes and shoes made by me, but if you say so, he will definitely not wear them, Ah Wan told him that it was Chaolai's sister who wanted to make it for him, but he was not happy and had no leisure, so he asked me to do it."

"Listen to you." Uncle Tai said with a complicated expression.

Ning Chaolai, who was outside the door, listened to the words of the two, turned around silently, and went back to the room.

Is she so important in Xu Shaoqiao's heart, so important that she still refuses to let go of what she said to him so much?

Xu Shaoqiao missed her, and she felt more and more worthless for Xu Shaoqiao.

For example, Xu Shaoqiao was bent on protecting her, but she never put Xu Shaoqiao in the first place in her heart.

Although she is a woman, when has she ever thought about doing something for others?

Clothes, shoes?

Ning Chao looked at his hand and laughed to himself.

"What is the son-in-law laughing at?"

Haitang led a few maidservants to come in with hot soup, and when she saw Ning Chaolai staring at her hand and laughing, she couldn't help asking.

Ning Chaolai didn't say a word, and stepped into the back of the barrier, rarely leaving someone to serve.

Ning Chaolai's body was soaked in the hot soup, and his fingers kept running over the fresh rose petals floating in the hot soup.

When Haitang applied essential oil to Ning Chaolai's long hair, he saw countless white hairs hidden in the black hair, and his hands were beaten.

Ning Chaolai wears men's clothes all day long and combs men's hair in a bun, so he can't see how much gray hair there is, but when he looks at it today, he has so many gray hairs, and he probably hides too much in his heart.

Ning Chaolai held some petals in both hands, looked at the hot soup flowing out of his palm, and asked Begonia,

"Begonia, women's hands, are they all going to be used to make clothes and shoes for men?"

Haitang was full of thoughts about Ning Chaolai's white hair, and when she heard Ning Chaolai ask, she subconsciously replied,

"Women are popular, but they are not just to sew clothes and shoes for their husbands and children after marriage."

"In this way, I have been studying in the Shangshu School for a few years in vain, and I have never done anything except embroidered one or two sachets. If I had known this, I might as well have used that time to read two more books. Ning Chaolai pretended to regret.

But in her heart, she sighed that she did something different from ordinary women, liked different things from ordinary women, and thought differently from ordinary women.

I knew this earlier, I knew that she was like this, and after she was reborn, she was a little woman with peace of mind, learning to be popular like other women in the boudoir, reading words, instead of going to the school to learn what way to govern the country, and ruined her life in vain.

Haitang chuckled, "The son-in-law's hands don't look like they are used to make female red." ”

Ning Chaolai also laughed, "Oh? So what should it do? ”

"The slave can't tell why." Haitang was embarrassed, "Anyway, what the son-in-law wants to do must not be what ordinary women would do." That's right, just like an adult, what you do is to leave a name in history. ”

Ning Chaolai smiled and shook his head, he would not take Begonia's words seriously.

Leave a name in history, if she leaves a name in history, I am afraid that she will also leave a notorious reputation for killing the prince of a dynasty.

――――――I'm the dividing line of Ning Chaolai, who has mixed feelings――――――

Wu's Xiaolou finally went out, but he didn't go anywhere, so he sat in the teahouse and drank tea.

He Lai was helpless, "Prince, is this tea so delicious, you have drunk three cups, one cup in half an hour, and the tea is cold." ”

Wu's Xiaolou looked at the pedestrians outside the window, and replied casually,

"It tastes pretty good."

"Prince, do you know?" He Lai leaned into the ear of Wu's Xiaolou and asked.

Wu Shi Xiaolou pinched the cup with three fingers, didn't look at He Lai, and asked,

"What do I know? Know you want to go back to the Huns? ”

"It's not!" He Lai snatched the cup from Wu's Xiaolou and put it down, "I'm talking about someone digging a secret passage under the house." ”

Wu's Xiaolou winked at He Lai and said with a smile, "Well, it's from Zizhulou, maybe Chaolai felt that it was inconvenient to see me, so he deliberately asked people to dig up a secret passage so that he could meet me privately." ”

Come on, they met in private, Wu's Xiaolou really looked down on himself, if it weren't for Ning Xiangsheng, Ning Chao wouldn't want to look at him.

He Lai said seriously, "Do they think that Ning Xiangsheng was taken to Chang'an and hidden in the house." ”

Wu Xiaolou twitched the corner of his mouth, does this need to be said, Ning Chaolai is not too idle to do, if she does not have such suspicions, why let the people of Zizhulou carefully dig the secret road.

"Then if you dig the secret passage and you can't find anyone in the future, will the daughter-in-law of the Ning family suspect that Ning Xiangsheng is dead?" Horai then asked.

"No," Wu Xiaolou drank tea calmly, "There won't be much hope for such a blatant search for someone in the morning." ”