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got up and went to the outer kang and sat silently.

Their husband and wife have always disliked people serving in the room for the night, so although the movement was a little louder just now, Fang Chu and Qingdu didn't call anyone, and Zizhu and they didn't dare to come in.

Thinking back on the madness just now, Fang Chu's heart was very heavy.

Qing Mu experienced that humiliation first, was sad, and had to carefully hide and cover up in front of him, and was treated so roughly by him, he could understand her pain and discomfort.

He was just as uncomfortable, they were torturing each other.

At this time, he calmed down, he thought, why blame her?

If you want to blame, you also blame Han Xiyi, how can you blame her?

If he really cared so much about chastity, he wouldn't have insisted on marrying her back then.

At that time, she was kidnapped by Wei Zhao, and after being locked up in His Excellency Fei Xi for so many days, he thought in his heart that she was not perfect, but he didn't care, and was ready to take her to live in a place where no one knew them, for fear that she would be ridiculed and humiliated.

Could it be that his affection for her is all fake?

In the quiet of the night, he reflected on himself.

He stroked the face she had hit and thought, "It's not fake." I love her so much, how can I dislike her. I'm jealous, jealous that she treated Han Xiyi like this. ”

In addition to jealousy, he was also lost and sad:

When something happened, she didn't cry to him, and she didn't ask him to make decisions for her.

She hid everything to the death, she didn't trust him as a husband.

She hid this matter, was she still afraid that he would retaliate against Han Xiyi?

He thought, his heart was manic and soaring.

He hurriedly gave up, not daring to think about it any further.

He just wanted to: forget about it, forget about it.

……

After a long time, he heard that there was no sound in the room, so he quietly got off the kang, lightened his steps, and walked in silently. When he came to the bed, he stood first, stared at the woman on the bed through a layer of embroidered curtains.

There was no sound at all, and he slept hoarsely and breathed very lightly.

He went into the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at the dumbness, and sure enough, he fell asleep. As if her heart was still angry, her red lips pursed slightly, her hands were clenched into fists and raised next to her chin, it seemed that she was still crying before going to bed. He stretched out his hand to touch her face, but for fear of alarming her, he shrank back.

He just sat there and watched her sleep.

The next morning, he woke up on time.

When I opened my eyes, the scene of last night immediately came to my mind, and I did not forget it, and the anger in my heart did not disappear. However, her family was robbed by rioters, and she couldn't do it because of her children's personal feelings. She is the head of the family, and there are many things that she still needs to deal with. At the very least, we must have a sincere attitude to comfort the relatives of the victims and stabilize people's hearts.

But after all, he was still in a bad spirit, he sat up lazily, and he didn't call anyone, he stretched out his hand to open the embroidery tent, and when he got out of bed, he felt that his feet were soft, and he hurriedly raised his legs, and when he looked at it, Fang Chu was sleeping on the floor next to the bed, and the quilt was wrapped around his body like a silkworm chrysalis, and he couldn't help frowning and thinking, how to sleep here?

was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted: This is because I am afraid that she will find a short-sightedness!

She couldn't help but stare at him—why do that to her for fear of her death?

Fortunately, I didn't step on it, otherwise I would have to break his ribs.

Then I was worried, what if he got a cold on such a cold day?

Xu is dumb eyes were too focused, Fang Chu's six senses were alarmed together, and he couldn't sleep well, he sat up with a "whew", and immediately found that he was dumb, sitting on the bed staring at him.

The moment the two looked at each other, he spoke first.

He said, "Are you up?" ”

shouted loudly outside: "Zizhu! ”

The girls suddenly poured in, holding basins, towels, toothbrushes, mouthwashes, etc., Zizhu stepped forward, waiting for the dumb to dress and wash.

The dumbness avoided the awkward confrontation with Fang Chu.

Zizhu was shocked: the dumb and white neck was bruised and purple, or scarred, and even the earlobes were red and swollen and bitten. Zizhu, as a maid who serves closely, of course knows what is going on with these bruises, but it has always been a little faint in the past, and it has never been so serious.

She swept silently across Qinghu's face, and Qingmu was as quiet as usual.

However, Zizhu felt that it was wrong, the quietness of the Weaver Girl has always made people feel comfortable, and staying with her will be infected by her, and she will become calm and quiet; But today, the Weaver Girl is a little stagnant, like the cold ice outside, making people feel cold and dare not approach.

She was very worried, could it be that the Weaver Girl and the uncle quarreled?

This has never happened before.

The little girls were all around, she didn't show it at all, she chose a narrow jacket with a standing collar for Qing Mu to put on, and took a red fox big fur collar, and then put it on for her after eating, plus a big fur cloak, and the neck was tightly covered.

But the ears ......

She glanced at Qingzhu, who was about to comb her hair for the dumb ones.

Qingzhu's eyes fell on the dumb earlobe, and then he understood.

Her dexterity is not blowing, combing her hair is never limited to rigidity, a kind of bun can allow her to change the details and comb out many patterns, according to the changes in the clothes on the dumb body. Today she twisted a Ling Xuan bun for Qingdu, carefully wrapped the hair on both sides to cover her ears, and then combed it back on.

After combing, he chose a pair of small purple bead earrings for Qingdu, which had no weight.

Dumb sat in front of the dressing table, wandering all the time, letting them toss.

She hadn't experienced this kind of thing, and she didn't know how to face Fang Chu. It's not her nature to toss him and abuse him anymore, but let her just forget it, and smile at him, it's impossible. It's not that she is deliberately hypocritical, but it is actually the incident of last night that left a shadow in her heart.

After finishing the dressing, breakfast was already set on the kang outside.

Qing Mu walked out, and Fang Chu sat at the kang table waiting for her.

He raised his head and swept her up and down, and was immediately very satisfied with the two girls, Zizhu and Qingzhu. It is not a real skill to serve on weekdays, but when it is very time, they know how to cover up for their masters and do it quietly, which is really dedicated, and it shows that they are superb and have a unique vision.

The rules of Zizhu and the other eight girls were trained by Jiang's mother, who was an old man who served Mrs. Fang, and her knowledge and ability were extraordinary; Their martial arts were trained by Slender Waist and Zhang Heng, and their comprehensive ability was very good, but they were still derelict in their duties yesterday......

At the moment, both of them had breakfast in silence.

The maids felt that the atmosphere was unusual, and they were all silent.

While eating, someone replied outside: "Uncle, the people in front of me are talking back and forth, saying that Uncle Han is leaving." ”

Fang Chu paused and stopped his chopsticks.

Qing Du also stopped chopsticks.

Fang Chu looked at Qing Mu.

Seeing his inquiring eyes, Qingdu's heart thought that he wanted her to go out and give it away, but it was difficult to speak. Han Xiyi blocked a disaster for her last night, and she was injured, but she never went to visit and thank him, it stands to reason that she should go out to send it to someone today, so she plans to send it later.

She had a fight with Fang Chu last night, but it diluted her unbearable impression of running into Han Xiyi, and she couldn't care about the awkwardness with Fang Chu, who would always remember his scene.

So, she hastened to drink porridge. (To be continued.) )