The power is monstrous, there are 3,000 diners under the door, and the woman who is now a minister is actually sold as a concubine!!

Song Lanjun gave birth to a sullen breath, fierce, rampage, but there was no way out, he was extremely uncomfortable, his face was very violent, and he looked particularly scary. Yu Xuan and Xiao

Tang Chujiu's heart was not happy, he never thought that Song Lanjun would be able to ask so lightly after being so ruthless: 'Chujiu, since you are alive, you won't come back?' ’！

Those pains to the bones, those monstrous hatreds, those struggles in despair, and those helpless torments, are they nothing in his eyes? After he ruthlessly beat the fetus in his womb with his own hands, how can he go back?! There's no going back!!

How do you get back?! Take what back! Child, never come back! Phew!

Throughout the morning, Tang Chujiu was not happy, those painful memories of the past were tightly entangled like vines around trees, making people breathless, and their hearts were sullen, and they had no mind to do anything.

Fortunately, there is Yang Xiaoan in the store who can speak well, and it will not affect the business.

As soon as the two barrels of soybean milk were sold, Tang Chujiu let out a long breath, looked up at the sky, took his things, and prepared to go back to the bamboo courtyard.

But he never thought that Song Lanjun was still there.

Song Lanjun stayed where she was and didn't leave half a step, and when she saw Tang Chujiu coming out of the store, she intercepted her way, and asked with some gritted teeth: "Chu Jiu, who did you sell yourself to?!" ”

This tone is like a husband who has been cuckolded, questioning the adulterer and adulteress who caught the adulterer in bed, so humiliated, so angry, and so murderous.

Tang Chujiu's depressed mood suddenly cleared, his head tilted slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his chin was slightly raised, there was a sense of arrogance in his eyes, he looked at Song Lanjun, and spit coldly: "What do you have to do with it?!! "Now, what are you? Do you think you're still the sky above my head?!

"Chu Jiu, don't make trouble, I'll redeem you !!" This was a decision made by Song Lanjun, and he thought that this decision was imperative, because he couldn't bear Tang Chujiu selling himself as a concubine!! It's a shame.

Tang Chujiu lightly opened his red lips, but he said word by word: "Song Lanjun, listen well, I'm not rare!" No, you don't! ”

In the most desperate, painful, and helpless times, you stood by with cold eyes, and now, don't you think it's ridiculous?! Or is it because of self-esteem that can't stand your woman, for a few dollars, committed to someone else's couch?

Song Lanjun raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, which was his habit when he had always forbeared: "Chujiu, go back with me." ”

Tang Chujiu turned around neatly and strode away! Tell Song Lanjun with action and disdain for him.

Song Lanjun hurriedly chased after him, his voice was very low, and he was annoyed: "Chu Jiu, I lost you back then, I have already admitted my mistake, what do you want?!" Do you want to sell yourself for the rest of your life to be a concubine? A good woman doesn't serve her second husband! You should know the least of these female virtues! ”

Tang Chujiu's heart was stabbed in pain, he took a sharp step, turned around, and sneered: "I'm really sorry, I just don't know!" How would I know? I haven't been to school for a day! All my time is used to go to the riverside to make yarn. The wages earned by Huansha are all meat buns and dogs! "And there is no return!!

Since coming to the throne, everyone has been cautious and flattering, and no one has ever been so unpolite, which made Song Lanjun's face extremely uncertain: "Chu Jiu, when did you become like this?" You used to ...... "It wasn't like this before."

The sky-high anger in Tang Chujiu's heart, which had suppressed countless days and nights, was burning: "Before! You also know that it was before! Song Lanjun, this is not what it used to be, things have long been wrong! I will never be as stupid as I used to be! You, in my heart, are long dead! He's dead!! He's dead!!!! ”

I never thought that I would hear such decisive words from Tang Chujiu's mouth, Song Lanjun's feet retreated nine points with blood, as white as paper, and he stumbled under his feet: "Chujiu ......"

Tang Chujiu looked directly into Song Lanjun's eyes, and he was clear: "In the future, please call me Miss Tang!" I don't know you well!! "It's been a stranger for a long time, and I've been the most familiar stranger!

Song Lanjun couldn't believe it: "Chu Jiu, you obviously promised under the moon, in this life, life is my person, and death is my ghost!" ”

Tang Chujiu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, how could he be so shameless: "Song Lanjun, then do you remember what you said?" You say, for a lifetime, never separated! You say that the hand of the son is carried with the son, and the son is old! You say, the house is full of children and grandchildren, and they are slowly getting old! You say, ten miles of red makeup, marry me as your wife! Song Lanjun, you can turn promises into lies, I can't make promises empty! ”

Song Lanjun's shocked face showed great pain, and said, "No, the ninth month, no." ”

Tang Chujiu was so hateful that his eyes erupted with fire: "Isn't it?!" Nothing?! Didn't you forsake me and embrace her? Don't you have ten miles of red makeup to marry her? Didn't you kill my child and send me to Dongli Monastery the next day to become a monk? ”

"Song Lanjun, you say, which one, which one, you haven't done it?! That's your own flesh and blood, how can you do it?! Won't you have a hard conscience? Won't you have nightmares at night? Speaking of children, Tang Chujiu's voice was filled with irrepressible pain, and tears quickly gathered in his eyes.

Questioning sentence by sentence, word by word, Song Lanjun was speechless, these are indeed facts in every case, just: "Chu Jiu, you believe me, I have never forgotten what I said." On the ninth day of junior high school, I lost my children, and I was also very sad. On the ninth day of the first month, I ...... I really can't help it. ”

I don't want to listen to this kind of nonsense anymore, and I don't want to listen to Song Lanjun's pale and weak self-defense, Tang Chujiu said sharply: "Enough, Song Lanjun, I said, we have long been broken!" ”

Seeing Tang Chujiu's decision, Song Lanjun panicked: "Chujiu, I broke your heart after all, and I will punish you no matter how you want to punish you." But will you go back with me? I will redeem you. ”

Tang Chujiu couldn't help but feel sad hahadaxiao, and even tears came out: "Go back? Going back with you? What to do when you go back? Be your unnamed woman for ten years again? Or be your concubine?! Could it be that you can divorce your wife and marry me?! ”

At present, it really can't, Song Lanjun said in a dumb voice: "Chu Jiu, you believe me, I haven't forgotten a word of what I said to you." Don't worry, after you go back with me, you will never be wronged again. ”

Tang Chujiu said in a cold voice: "Song Lanjun, do you know, for me, going back with you is a great grievance!" It's a great pain! Song Lanjun, don't you know that I hate you?! You and I can never go back to the way things were!! ”

Seeing Tang Chujiu like this, Song Lanjun's face also had a chill: "Chujiu, aren't you afraid that I will cut off your back road and make you unable to do business?!" You know, I have the ability! Tang Chujiu's heart was shocked, and the blood gushed in an instant, and the heartbeat in his chest seemed to burst, glaring at Song Lanjun angrily.

Song Lanjun's heart was relieved, hitting the snake and hitting seven inches was effective, and her voice carried some softness: "On the ninth day of the first month, how can there be a woman who shows her head?" And such a small shop, tired and tired, how much money can it make? On the ninth day of the first month, don't make any more trouble. Come with me, okay? ”

Tang Chujiu suddenly smiled as delicate as a flower, and there was a thin clear light in his deep pupils, which was so beautiful that it was not like the world: "Song Lanjun, I believe you have this ability." When he was a courtier, he had the power to dominate the world, and he wanted to cut off my back road, but he just raised his hand. But what to do? Song Lanjun, I don't want to go back with you! I can't do business, and after the expiration of one year, I will continue to sell myself as a concubine. ”

Speaking of this, Tang Chujiu raised his hand in a variety of ways and pinned a strand of broken hair fluttering in the wind behind his ear before continuing: "Hmm, I think I have such a 'woman who used to be a courtier' in the past as an introduction, I believe it can be sold for a good price!! Don't you men love to hunt for curiosities, courtier-looking women, I believe that even if the price is higher, there will be many people who are willing, after all, you can taste that taste, right? It's really not good, and going to a brothel is also a way to live. ”

After speaking, she laughed coquettishly, no longer looked at Song Lanjun's gloomy and dripping face, stepped on small broken steps, and walked away with her head held high like a warrior returning triumphantly.

Looking at Tang Chujiu's distant back, Song Lanjun clenched his fists and closed his eyes in pain. Chu Jiu, do you hate me like this? Hate it to the bone, right? I'd rather sell myself as a concubine, and I'd rather commit to Qinglou than come back to me, right?

But on the ninth day of the first month, what should I do? But I won't let you go! Nightmares, I've had enough! On the ninth day of the first month, in this life, you can only be 'life is my person, death is my ghost'!

At the moment, one thing must be clarified, who did Chu Jiu sell himself to? He will regret not being at the beginning!

As soon as he thought of Chu Jiu Cheng Huan under other men, Song Lanjun's face was full of iron, and he gritted his teeth!! Ninth day, how can you !!

On the way home, Song Lanjun's face was very ugly and terrifying.

As soon as she stepped into the door, she saw Tang Shihua looking forward to it, today was her birthday, and she had already made preparations, waiting for Song Lanjun to come back. Well, today is really a good day, not only for the birthday, but also for conception. On this birthday, Tang Shihua's biggest wish is to have a son.

Seeing that Song Lanjun finally came back, Tang Shihua greeted him with affection: "Lan Jun, are you tired?" Hungry or not? ”

Song Lanjun barely squeezed a smile on his face: "Poetry and painting, I'll go to my mother first, there is something wrong." ”

Tang Shihua's body stiffened, but he was still empathetic: "Well, I'll wait for you to come back." "For Ning's place, unless necessary, Tang Shihua is really reluctant to go, because he is afraid that she will ask about pregnancy, and there is no way to answer.

Song Lanjun didn't look at Tang Shihua again, and hurriedly even couldn't wait to go to Ning's courtyard.

Tang Shihua's face sank suddenly, something must have happened for Lan Jun to be like this. Otherwise, this birthday, Lan Jun would have been in his heart for a long time, and it would not be possible for him to arrive today, but he seemed to not remember it at all, and glanced at Aoki.

Aoki understood and went to the palanquin man for questioning.

Because of the change of weather, Ning's rheumatism was committed again, and the bones of the whole body were painful, and the pain was unbearable, especially the leg bones that were not good for walking, the pain was even worse, and he didn't sleep well for several nights, Ning's face was very ugly, dark yellow and black.

When Song Lanjun lifted the curtain and went in, Ning was raising his hand and beating his leg to alleviate the pain.

Seeing this, Song Lanjun was furious: "Are they all dead?!" Don't wait well, the old lady is so tired that she will do it herself! ”

The two first-class girls were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "My lord, I'm angry." ”

Ning picked up the crutches with one hand and poked the ground a few times: "Okay, I didn't let them pinch it." There was dissatisfaction in the words, this house is getting more and more deserted now, Aunt Zhou is the old man that the Ning family is used to, except for Tang Chujiu, only she can barely hold that strength, but compared with Tang Chujiu, it is a little less accurate.

Now, Chu Jiu is dead, and Aunt Zhou has also been killed with a cane, which makes Ning feel a little sad, life is varied, and the world is impermanent. Chu Jiu is so haode people, just go when he says go. Aunt Zhou she, she ...... Ning sighed heavily, and his voice was a little wistful: "Is there something wrong here?" ”

With a wave of his hand, Song Lanjun asked those minions to retreat, sat down in front of the bed in person, and pinched Ning's legs: "Mother, I came here today to tell you that Chu Jiu is not dead!" ”

When Ning heard this, he was very excited, and asked repeatedly: "Not dead?" Chu Jiu really didn't die? Really? ”

Song Lanjun affirmed: "Well, it's true, I still touched her today and talked to her." ”

Ning cried with joy, and his hands trembled a little: "Thank God, Xie Ancestor Bodhisattva, Chu Jiu is really alive, it's good to be alive." "Since hearing the bad luck during the Qingming Festival last year, Ning's heart has been extremely sad, and he can't help but blame himself, if he didn't let the snow in the winter send the ninth day to Dongli Temple, maybe he wouldn't have died of illness.

It was indeed unexpected that Tang Chujiu could live, but in the end, it was a joy, whether it was for Song Lanjun or the Ning family.

After Ning's rejoicing, he immediately pointed to the core and asked, "Since Chu Jiu is alive, won't she come back?" ”

Song Lanjun's hand pinching his leg paused, and then said, "Chu Jiu she, she is angry with me and doesn't want to come back." ”

Ning was speechless for a while, no matter what, in the marriage, Seventeen did lose the ninth day of the first month, and she had a grudge in her heart, which was also understandable: "Where is the ninth day now?" ”

She now has a small shop on Chang'an Avenue, selling soy milk and rock sugar gourds. Mother, I want you to help me persuade Chu Jiu to come back, the woman is a woman, and it is not good to show up. ”

Ning Shi sighed: "What about people, no matter what, I will persuade her." But you yourself also have to carefully make amends for the sins of Chu Jiu. Also, if you want to come back on the ninth day of the new year, can the poems and paintings agree? If she doesn't agree, it won't be easy to come back on the ninth day of the first month. ”

Song Lanjun didn't hesitate at all: "Mother, no matter what, you must not let Chu Jiu be outside." As for poetry and painting, I don't think she has much of an opinion. As for Weishenme being so sure, of course, he has relied on Tang poetry and painting to this day, and he is not pregnant.

After the mother and son spoke again, Song Lanjun left. As soon as the front foot left, Song Dongli came to the back foot, and when he saw Ning's long sigh, he asked, "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

Ning was really very happy: "Dongli, come, do you remember your ninth sister-in-law?" ”

Song Dongli took a cup of tea and handed it to Ning: "Don't you say that she has died of illness in Dongli Temple?" ”

Ning couldn't help but be overjoyed: "In the ninth day of the first month, she Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they are actually immortal. Now that I'm back in the capital, Ming'er will go with my mother to see her. "When Song Dong got married, because of Ning's illness, Song Lanjun happened to be nervous about studying, and all the marriage matters were handled by Tang Chujiu, busy before and after. Even the dowry is her.

After Song Dongli was shocked, he should arrive: "Okay." With a biting chill on her face, I want to see how Tang Chujiu is doing now!!

Tang Chujiu returned to the bamboo courtyard, and his mood was so bad. admits that the realm is not enough, facing Song Lanjun, he can't do what Yun Niang said to talk and laugh, as if nothing happened. Looking at that familiar face, those angers, those hatreds, there is no way to suppress it!

Yun Niang didn't know what she was busy with, and she didn't see anyone. Tang Chujiu was a little panicked in his heart, now that he finally had a small shop, he felt that life was full of hope, if Song Lanjun really killed it all and destroyed the store, how would he live in the future? What do you do for a living? The deadline for selling yourself is about to expire......

Because of the extremely depressed mood, Tang Chujiu's piano danced with demons again.

Southern Chang'an was ravaged again.

Moreover, there seems to be no end to today's suffering.

After enduring inhuman torture for an hour, Nan Chang'an decided to save himself.

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