Zheng Zeming stood in front of the house in Jing'er Hutong, and could hear the melodious sound coming from inside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He gave her a harp, and she rarely played it, but often took out the pottery that she carried with her, put it to her lips and whined.

Every time she takes out Tao Xun, she always loses her mind for a long time. He had no way of knowing what she was thinking, but he gradually confused his mind in the voice.

She lived in the house where he had settled, and when he came to visit, she poured tea with her own hands and saluted her; She wore the clothes he had bought, wore the jewelry he had carefully selected, and listened patiently to what he was saying...... Sometimes he had the illusion that she would stay with him all the time.

Zheng Zeming, who was standing outside the door, looked extremely lonely and melancholy in the faint voice.

He withdrew the hand that had climbed the knocker, waved his hand to the little guy behind him, and said, "Chang Xi, don't go in, let's go." ”

Chang Xi asked, "Third Master, don't you want to deliver the news to ......?"

"Let's go, go back!" Zheng Zeming shouted a little irritably, hung his head and walked back to the alley, he had never stepped into the house for three days.

Wei Yan couldn't wait for Xu Lang's news, he was anxious, knowing that it was inappropriate, he still called Chang Fu and asked him to invite Zheng Zeming several times.

Every time Chang Fu went back to invite someone, he returned alone, spread his hands and said, "Miss, it's not that the little one is not dedicated, it's really that the third master is too busy to take care of the young lady's side for the time being." Miss might as well wait two more days. ”

Wei Yan wanted to go out to visit Aunt Rou on her own, but was stopped by Chang Fu and the maids, "My young lady, please don't put yourself in danger, if something goes wrong, how can the little ones afford it?" ”

Under the fence, there is a request for others, so I have to endure the disappointment again and again and wait patiently.

And Zheng Zeming, who Chang Fu said was "too busy", was leaning on the largest private room in the Red Mansion at this time, holding Hua Xiangrong with his left hand and Liu Jiao'e with his right hand, opening his mouth and swallowing the grapes that the beauty fed to his lips.

Hua Xiangrong smiled and said, "Third brother, you have been drunk here for two days, aren't you afraid that the lady at home will come to the door?" The third brother is drinking so desperately, it seems that he is worried, why don't you talk to Xiangrong and spit out bitterness? ”

Liu Jiao'e smiled: "Didn't the third brother have an awkward quarrel with his wife, right?" ”

Zheng Zeming smiled: "Hey, I'll come to see you, accompany you for a few days, aren't you happy?" What bitter water do I have to vomit? I, Zheng Zeming, have been doing everything well since I was a child, who can make me unhappy and make me worried? You two, don't talk about the sidelines, come, drink! Whoever drinks this pot with me first, I'll give her a pair of red gold bracelets!.

When the two girls heard this, they were both overjoyed, and they all picked up their wine glasses, one said, "Third brother, I want to do it first as a respect", and the other said, "Third brother, you have to talk and count!" ”

The gilt hook on the red silk bed tent emits a faint halo, and the bedding in the tent is messy, which makes people inevitably give birth to a charming association. But Hua Xiangrong looked through Zheng Zeming's face that was red from drunkenness, and clearly saw some kind of familiar heart. The cool pillow and cold tent were just a place for him to rest for a short time when he was drunk and unconscious.

Her chamber kept his drunken figure, but she couldn't keep his weak and fickle heart.

The former mountain alliance and sea oath are still in the ears, and the lingering love of the past is still in front of you. He was no longer the one, and when he heard that she was being bullied, he left his new wife aside and rushed to save her.

Fortunately, she has been at the party for a long time, and she has already looked down on the hearts of the world. Although she had a trace of fantasy in her heart, hoping that he could keep his promise and redeem her, but the disappointment again and again, the procrastination day by day, also made her understand that she was just a passing cloud for him, and one day he would be alienated and forgotten......

Zheng Zeming drank one sip after another, no one could persuade him, and no one dared to persuade him. He tilted his head back, leaned his neck on the back of his chair, and his eyes flashed to the scene of him walking into the courtyard of Jing'er Hutong one afternoon. - She came out of the house, and stood under the porch, she was dressed in the kind of crepe fabric dress he liked, her eyes were as gentle as autumn water, and she looked at him with a smile, and seemed to be very happy, as if she was glad that she had finally come to him, and she smiled and said, "Zheng Gongzi, you are here!" ”

Zheng Zeming smiled and whispered: "Yes, I'm here!" Do you rejoice? ”

Liu Jiao'e was drunk on the table, heard his whispering, and smiled confusedly, "Happy, naturally happy third brother, you are here......"

Just wanted Rong Shang to stay awake, she got up and soaked a handkerchief in cold water, wrung off the water droplets, and wiped Zheng Zeming's groggy and hot forehead little by little.

Zheng Zeming suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her wrist, looked like crazy, and said repeatedly, "I'm here!" I'm coming! I'll be right away! ”

Hua Xiangrong said softly: "Third brother, are you drunk......"

Zheng Zeming waved her hand away, walked out of the door, stood in the corridor, and shouted to the next wing: "Chang Fu! Blessings! I'm going to see her! Prepare the horses! Prepare the horses! ”

Chang Xi's hesitant answer came from the door next door, "Master...... Changfu is in Jing'er Hutong! It's small. ”

Then, a little man in gray walked out with sleepy eyes while putting on his robes haphazardly.

Zheng Zeming didn't wait for him to come to his senses, and stumbled downstairs.

Chang Xi followed behind and kept calling, "Master, master!" Where are you going? Wait, little one! ”

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!" The hurried knock on the door caused the dogs to bark loudly, Zheng Zeming eagerly patted the door panel and shouted, "Open the door!" Open the door! ”

Chang Fu, who lived in the gatehouse, rubbed his eyes and opened the door, but before he could see the face of the person who came, he was pushed back a few steps and almost fell.

Then, a royal blue figure flashed, and the comer had rushed towards Wei Yan's boudoir with great vigour.

Chang Fu was startled, and was about to stop it, but Chang Xi who came later pulled his sleeve, "Chang Fu, that's the third master!" ”

The maidservant who kept vigil was named Madoka, and when she heard the noise outside, she immediately got up and walked to the door to check on the situation. Before he could touch the door, someone kicked it open from the outside, "Ah! She couldn't help but scream, and was hit in the face by the door panel, and immediately her nose was so sore that tears and snot flowed out together.

Zheng Zeming shouted in a low voice, "Get out!" ”

Seeing that it was the master who came, Madoka didn't dare to tell the difference, so she covered her nose and cried and hid.

Wei Yan had already heard the movement outside, she picked up the robe at the head of the bed, put it on her body, and walked out with embroidered shoes embroidered with pale pink hibiscus flowers, "Madoka, what's going on?" Who's out there? ”

A low, hoarse male voice said, "It's me." ”

Wei Yan stood in fright, and in front of her, a man with messy sideburns, red cheeks, and unsteady steps walked in.

Zheng ...... Zheng Gongzi ...... What happened? Wei Yan had a bad premonition in her heart, and as he kept approaching, she stepped back step by step.

"Miss Wei......" his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and his voice was very low like a cry, "I'm here, you...... Rejoice......"

"Zheng Gongzi?" Wei Yan barely kept his composure, "You...... Have you been drinking? ”

Zheng Zeming pounced on her suddenly, and the hot air mixed with the smell of wine sprayed on her neck, "Miss Wei! Miss Wei! I'm coming! Do you rejoice? Well? You're happy, aren't you? You're looking forward to me, aren't you? Miss Wei! (To be continued.) )