It's as if something has been destroyed.

Chen Houyun looked at Shen Rouning carefully, hesitated slightly, and said after a moment: "That's his choice, you really don't have to mind." ”

Chen Houyun saw in Deng Changnian's eyes that he had some unusual friendship with Shen Rouning. But Chen Houyun felt that Deng Changnian was not suitable for Shen Rouning. Because even if he treats Shen Rouning really well, there is no way to ignore other things just for Shen Rouning. Fortunately, Deng Changnian seemed to realize this himself, although he was reluctant and painful in his heart, he chose to give up.

This made Chen Houyun admire Deng Changnian's sanity a little, and also sighed a little about his deep affection.

It's easy to want to possess, but it's hardest to give up.

Shen Rouning could immediately Chen Houyun's words. But for the two of them, the choices Deng has made for many years will make them drift apart. In the end, those happy times when I was young can only be sealed in my heart, and it is difficult to recall.

But she couldn't blame Deng Changnian.

yes, what if she cares.

Shen Rouning tried to adjust for a while, let go of her palm, and the sense of amazement between her expressions dissipated a little, but her interest in speaking couldn't be raised for a while.

Chen Houyun raised his hand and placed his broad palm on Shen Rouning's head to appease.

Shen Rouning's little face furrowed, and she suddenly didn't want to dodge so quickly.

But she soon asked herself under Chen Houyun's comfort: How could she have these indifferent emotional entanglements? She would never have been like this before. In the past, Shen Rouning felt that she was actually the same indifference as Mrs. Shen Si. But her own indifference did not manifest itself. It's just that in my heart, I will naturally think that many things are okay, I don't like things and I don't feel sorry for myself, and I am calm to the extreme, of course, I am indifferent. Just like when she knew what happened to Deng Chang in the Deng family, she only provided him with a little help, and asked him about his plans, but she never suffered because of his pain, and felt angry and angry because of the injustice he suffered.

Deng Changnian went to the frontier.

She only thought of him occasionally, and the number of times was really rare and not worth mentioning, so naturally she never put a little more thought into it.

But now. She was chosen by Deng for many years. and affect their emotions. This situation made Shen Rouning a little surprised.

Could it be that she finally got rid of the shadow of her previous life completely and began to follow her age in this life. More like a boudoir girl under ordinary circumstances? Is it the influence of Chen Houyun?

Except for Chen Houyun. She didn't know who else was influencing her. It made a difference for her.

This change ...... Shen Rouning thought about it carefully, and only then did she feel that it was not a bad thing. But there's no point in thinking about it...... So, she didn't want to.

She began to think about the agreement and tacit understanding reached between Chen Houyun and Deng Changnian, and wanted to string together what would happen soon, deduce it in her heart in advance, and wait for it to be verified with the facts in the future.

……

Deng Changnian stood in front of the window on the second floor, watching the carriage carrying Shen Rouning gradually move away, until he could no longer see it, then slowly turned around and went back to sit at the table, grabbed the teapot, and poured out the last cup of cold tea from it.

The cold tea entered his throat, the cold dipped in, and his face gradually sank, cold like a white porcelain cup in his hand. He sat for a long time before touching the name card in his arms, stood up, and went downstairs.

At sunset, Deng Changnian stood in front of the gate of Mingyi Houfu.

He didn't go in, but just looked at the plaque, which was still majestic but inevitably a little old in the wind and rain of decades. But he didn't get to see it for long.

It's just a moment of incense, and a middle-aged man who looks like a housekeeper appeared at the side door of Mingyi Houfu, walked straight to Deng Changnian, bowed and saluted, and asked politely: "Is it the long-term young master of the Deng family?" Master Hou invites you to enter the house, he is waiting for you. ”

When Deng Changnian heard this, he looked at the plaque and narrowed his eyes.

He was sure that he had never been to this Hou Mansion, and he had never seen any Hou Ye. The steward of the Hou Mansion should not have known him before. But he quietly returned to the capital, and only stood here for a while, and the old marquis inside, the person he should call his uncle, had already asked people to invite him.

This Hou Mansion has really been paying attention to him for a long time and knows his movements.

Now Deng Changnian doubts that he can take leave to leave the front line and return to Beijing, and the Zheng family also contributes to it. You must know that although the people who contacted him in the past were also descendants of the Zheng family, they were not people who could make up their minds. And the old marquis of the Zheng family, because he was injured in his early years and is now old, has lived in the capital for a long time.

To subdue a young man like Deng Changnian and let him be completely tied to the Zheng family, the old marquis must come forward in person before he can do his job. How respectful and polite this housekeeper is, it is obvious that the Zheng family still wants to move people with emotion first.

Deng Changnian's mind quickly turned around, nodded slightly, and said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

He could see that this butler should have also survived the battlefield, and he had a special smell on his body. It's just that it must be because of many years of comfortable life, and the smell of a soldier on his body is almost impossible to find.

The middle-aged man has a respectful attitude, but he doesn't talk much. Deng Changnian did not take the initiative to speak.

The two of them entered the Hou Mansion and walked in the wide courtyard for a while, bypassing several halls and halls to a courtyard. The middle-aged man said that this was the study of the Hou Ye, and his uncle was waiting for him in the study.

Deng Changnian stood in the courtyard for a moment of silence and stepped on the first step. There were only three flights of steps, and he quickly stood in front of the study. Then he knocked on the door.

Surprisingly, Ming Yihou didn't completely want to use the word "love" to impress him. He didn't even want to hide his dissatisfaction with the sister who married into the Deng Mansion. After many years, his sister has been dead for a long time, and the blood she left behind is also ...... And Ming Yihou still refused to forgive her.

Deng looked at the old man in front of him for a long time.

He had gray hair and a furrowed face, and he was obviously very old. But his eyes were still clear and sharp, which made him sit there still majestic and majestic, and the momentum was compelling, so that people did not dare to ignore him in the slightest.

There is plenty of charcoal in the house. It's as warm as mid-spring in April.

Deng Changnian's gaze fell on the old man's lap. In such a hot temperature in the room, the old man sat on the wide Taishi chair, with a thick tiger skin on the chair and a thick blanket on his legs.

It seems that the old man is very, very cold.

Deng Changnian didn't ask anything, and was silent again, facing Ming Yihou, his uncle. (To be continued......)