Originally

Is that the truth?

It turned out that the Rong family quit her family, not because of her family's misfortune.

It's because all of this is what they designed.

They wanted to take over their uncle's military power in the Shenwu Battalion, but Shen Changfeng took the lead.

It's no wonder that after the raid, there has been no movement on the old lady's side so far, it turns out that they have long known that Sima Mansion will collapse.

They should be in harmony with the Rong family, and they will probably still enjoy the wealth promised by the Rong family, right?

Dark clouds overwhelm the realm.

Xie Jinci got up, "You two closed the shop and went back to take care of my grandfather." ”

Ribai was worried, "Where is Miss going?" ”

"Go see someone."

She calmly picked up the paper umbrella.

Rong House.

Above the tall building, the lights are like stars.

Rong Zhejiu was dressed in white and was writing by the window.

The little guy hurriedly came up, "Childe, last time someone auctioned your painting in the capital, the little one finally bought that painting back for you with great difficulty!" ”

He presented the scroll to Rong Zhejiu.

Rong folded the wine and put down the pen, and opened the scroll on the table.

into the eye,

The peach blossoms are beautiful, and the beauty under the tree is flying in her skirt, bending her waist and dancing.

"I heard that it was ......," the little servant looked at him hesitantly, "I heard that Miss Xie sold it, and it was bought by a wealthy merchant for eight thousand taels of silver." ”

Rong Zhejiu's face was expressionless.

A few muffled thunderbolts rolled through the dark clouds.

After a long time, he picked up the painting and put it on the candle flame.

The tongue of fire instantly swept into the scroll, but in a matter of moments, it completely devoured the painting.

The man's voice was faint, "For more than two months, she has never looked for me." ”

He never came to ask him why he had abandoned her, let alone begged him to help her.

He thought that the little woman should like him, but now it seems that the person who seems to be tempted is not her at all.

The little girl whispered: "The girl's family is thin-skinned, and she is probably embarrassed to come to the door." Miss Xie has written so many letters with you, and she has offered to marry you, how can she not like you? ”

Rong Zhejiu pulled open the drawer on the table.

There was a thick pile of sixty-seven letters, all of which were written by Xie Jinci to him.

At their peak, they were able to send eight messages a day.

Talk about the wind and flowers, talk about the south and the north, and talk about the ancient and modern literature.

"I want to go to her."

Rong Zhijiu said suddenly.

The streets are long.

The doors of the houses are closed, and only the row of exhaust lamps under the eaves emits a miserable halo in the dark night.

Xie Jinci carried the lantern and walked in the direction of the Rong family step by step.

But around the corner,

Ran into a man dressed in white like snow.

He had a calm face and carried a lantern.

"Xie Jinci."

He called out her name, as if he had known her for the first time.

Xie Jinci looked up at him.

The eyes were unfamiliar, and there was no joy and reverence as before, as if it was the first time I knew him.

After a long time, Rong Zhejiu was the first to speak, "I have been weak since I was a child, and I have been seriously ill. I've been lying in bed for more than two months, and I don't know what day it is. It wasn't until just now, when the little servant who served me said that something had happened to Sima Mansion. Sister Xie, I didn't show up at the wedding that day, I'm really sorry, please give me a chance to make amends. ”

Xie Jinci still looked at him.

A man with a posture like jade, his every move is elegant and generous.

He was dressed in white and exceptionally clean.

But under the white clothes, how filthy is it?

The girl took out a handbag from her wide sleeve.

The round red beans are skewered with a pure vermilion color in the light of the lantern.

Because it was cheap, it was not looted by the Praetorian Guards.

She returned the red bean bracelet to Rong Zhejiu, "I can't afford the love of Rong Gongzi." ”

Rong Zhen's eyes are cold.

He clenched the red bean hand, "What do you mean?" ”

Xie Jinci's voice was cold, "My brother has a lot of friends, but the only thing he treats sincerely is that you can break the wine." When I first came to Beijing, I really liked you. But what about you, what have you done to our family? ”

Rong Zhijiu was silent.

Originally

Xie Jinci already knew the good things he had done.

Thunder roared, but in the blink of an eye, the rain poured down.

His throat rolled, still expressionless, "I didn't do it, it was Shen Changfeng who did it." He is jealous that you will marry me, so he wants to harm Sima Fu. Sister Xie, he is now succeeding in his scheme, and he is stealing fun. ”

Xie Jinci almost laughed out loud.

This man, it's not enough to deceive her once, do you want to continue to lie to her as a fool?!

The rain wet her whole body, and she wiped her face, "Rong Zhen wine, I only hate that I am not a man, and I can't enter the court to play with power and frame the Rong family." But you remember, I Xie Jinci and your Rong family, not together! ”

She opened her umbrella and turned to leave.

Rong Zhejiu suddenly dropped her umbrella and hugged her tightly from behind.

Heavy rain extinguished the wind lanterns around it.

In the darkness of the clear extinction, the man's voice was hoarse and low: "Xie Jinci, Xie Jinci ......"

He repeated the name over and over again.

Xie Jinci trembled all over and pushed him away.

The man has been weak since he was a child, and the Rong family has been taking the best decoction medicine all these years, carefully and cautiously warming his body.

It was raining heavily tonight, and his body was already shaky, and he was pushed by Xie Jinci like this, and immediately fell to the ground without knowing anything.

Xie Jinci wiped the rain from his eyes and carefully kicked him in the face, "Rong Zhen wine? ”

The man closed his eyes and did not respond, looking like he was alive or dead.

Xie Jinci was a little scared.

But it is impossible for her to save Rong and break the wine, it is impossible in this life.

She swallowed and ran away in terror.

Following.

Xie Jinci left Libai and Mei Qing to take care of his grandfather in the house, and came to the jewelry store alone.

Last night's incident made her uneasy, and when she introduced the pearl hairpin to the guest, she even confused several hairpin-making techniques.

It's easy to send the guests away, and Rong Yu suddenly came to the door with a group of family members.

Her eyebrows were fierce, "Tie her up and bring her back to the house!" ”

Several family members immediately rushed up!

Xie Jinci was arrested and taken to the Rong Mansion, only to know that the Rong family's servants only discovered Rong Zhejiu in the middle of the night.

Rong Zhejiu was drenched in the rain for half a night, and now he was lying on the bed with a high fever, and the doctor said that his life was in danger, and if the fever did not subside at night, he would be more than lucky.

Mrs. Rong lay on the couch and cried into tears.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xie Jinci, her tearful eyes were full of resentment, "I knew you would harm my son, I should have strangled you two months ago!" ”

Xie Jinci was silent.

She still remembers how considerate and gentle Mrs. Rong was when she came to propose marriage.

Sure enough, people are fickle.

Seeing that she was absent-minded and had no sincerity to apologize, Mrs. Rong suddenly distorted her face with hatred, "Come on, call me!" ”

The two grandmothers took the rattan that was specially used to whip the maidservant, and greeted Xie Jinci viciously!

Mrs. Rong hugged Rong Zhijiu tightly, and tears kept falling, "Xie Jinci, if Zhenjiu can't wake up tonight, you can wait for the funeral!" ”

The folded wine is like gold paper, and it is very difficult to breathe.

Xie Jinci couldn't dodge, he was hit with dozens of rattans, and his dress was torn apart, but the rattan was specially made in the courtyard of the deep house, which would not hurt people's bones, nor would the skin and flesh be dripping with blood, but it hurt people a lot.

She curled up in the corner of the wall in a cold sweat, and was fiercely threatened by Mrs. Rong, "If it weren't for calling your name in a drunken coma, I would have sent you back to the West with a bowl of poisonous wine!" You take good care of me and fold the wine, he is dead, you are buried with him! ”

She took the house full of maids and maids, and left angrily.

Xie Jinci touched the rattan bruise on his arm.

Frowning at the bed, the man was still unconscious.

She endured the pain of the whiplash and moved to the couch, and called a few words of wine, but the other party's brows were tightly locked, and fine sweat continued to appear on his forehead, and there was no sign of awakening at all.

Xie Jinci didn't want to give him a funeral.

The delicate little face was wrinkled, and she saw that the high fever of Rong Zhejiu could not go away, so she had to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and helped him reduce the fever according to a few local methods in her memory.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Rong came over crying again.

Her baby son still hadn't woken up, and even under Xie Jinci's series of tosses, his breathing became weaker and weaker.

And on his fair forehead, there are also a few thin potato chips!

She gritted her teeth, "Xie Jinci, what did you do to the wine?!" No matter how hungry you are, you shouldn't bake potato chips with a broken forehead! ”

Xie Jinci's cheeks flushed.

She grabbed the skirt and tried to explain, "Sticking potato chips on the forehead of a person with a high fever, and when the potatoes are warm, then sticking them on a different side is a local method used in some places to reduce fever." I don't know if it works, but it's always good to give it a try. ”

"Shut up! You're just tossing and drinking! Mrs. Rong was furious, "Come on, drag her to the yard and kill her with a cane!" ”

Several grandmothers with big shoulders and round waists were about to make a move, and Rong Zhijiu suddenly called "Niang" weakly.

Mrs. Rong was so excited that she hurriedly turned to him, "Fold the wine!" ”

The man held the handmaid's hand and barely sat up, still struggling to breathe, "Don't move her." ”

Mrs. Rong took the handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat for him with pity, "She hurt you like this, what are you still protecting her for?" ”

Rong Zhejiu looked at Xie Jinci.

The girl's dress was torn and embarrassed, and she was about beaten by his mother.

Standing there, he looked stubborn and cold, like a green lotus.

That's exactly what he admires.

He smiled rarely, "Mother, I like her." ”

There was silence in the dormitory.

Mrs. Rong couldn't believe it, "...... the wine"

"I want her to stay."

The man's voice was hoarse but firm.

Mrs. Rong tugged at the veil, "You like it, but my mother doesn't bother to obstruct it." It's just Xie Jinci, if you fold the wine and make a half-point difference, I'll ask you! ”

The house doctor prescribed some medicine to nourish the body, but Mrs. Rong really didn't want to see Xie Jinci, so she waved her hand and sent her to decoction for Rong Zhejiu.

Xie Jinci was not happy.

She raised her sleeves and wiped her little face, and sat down at the table by herself, "Mrs. Rong asked me to decoction medicine, so I am not afraid that I will poison the decoction and send Gongzi Rong back to heaven?" ”

Mrs. Rong didn't laugh angrily, "If you die of wine, you thank Jinci for the funeral, how simple is it?" ”

Xie Jinci took a sip of tea, "I'm not going." ”

"You-"

"Mother!" Rong Zhijiu struggled to hold Mrs. Rong, "You all go out, I want to talk to her." ”

Madame Rong couldn't resist him, so she had to leave with the servants.

The dormitory is secluded.

Rong Zhejiu sat on the pillow and calmly looked at the injuries on Xie Jinci's body, "There is medicine in the cabinet." ”

Xie Jinci lowered his eyebrows and did not answer.

Rong Zhejiu's voice was gentle, "Sister Xie, I really don't know about the fall of the Feng family. I missed the wedding due to illness, and I was already guilty. For more than two months, I have been groggy all day and I don't know what day it is, and I can't take care of you, I'm sorry. ”

The early summer sun shone through the flower window, blurring the side of his face.

Xie Jinci snapped his fingers, just wanting to retreat from the Rong family.

She said lightly: "The dispute between the families is the most normal in Shangjing City. My uncle fell, because he was not smart enough, because he couldn't fight you. But why do you hide it from me and refuse to generously admit that your Rong family is the driving force behind it? ”

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Next Chapter Preview:... I can see it clearly, you returned to Sima Mansion without hesitation at that time, and you never questioned me or complained about me...... Because you don't like it, you don't blame me, do you? Xie Jinci frowned lightly and slowly stepped back. Rong Zhijiu approached her step by step, "Now that you have discovered these paintings, you know that I approached you as a substitute for other women, but your emotions are still very calm...... Because you never liked me at all the time. He cornered Xie Jinci. The girl lowered her eyes and did not say a word. Rong Zhejiu suddenly held her wrist, "In the eyes of outsiders, your Xie Jinci's sedan chair was rejected by the Rong family, they pity you and sympathize with you, but they don't know that it is me who should really be sympathized!" You're trying to use me to dodge ......

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Next Four Chapter Preview:... said with a face: "Rongfu was burned by thieves, and my mother-in-law was angry and drove us back, it's all your slut's fault!" Xie Jinci's face was expressionless. Shen Changfeng burned the Rong Mansion, and a large group of people in the Rong family had no place to live, so it was also appropriate for Mrs. Rong to drive these two stupid women back in a fit of anger. It's just that...... The red lips are shallow and shallow, and I'm afraid that Sima Mansion will soon not be able to accommodate them. She said softly, "Cousin is so pitiful. Feng Zhenzhen and Feng Xiangxiang thought that she was laughing at them, and couldn't help but be even more angry. Xie Jinci picked up his skirt and stepped on the steps, looking back with a smile in his eyes, "Shangjing is expensive, and the courtyard of the mansion is even more expensive." Tell your grandmother for me that if you have any money in hand, it is only right to buy a small courtyard as soon as possible. Feng Zhenzhen couldn't help but shout, "We live here so well, who would dare to drive us away?!" I think it's you who are going out to buy a yard, your family owes Lufeng Money Village so much silver, and sooner or later you will have to use this half of the mansion as collateral! Xie Jinci ignored them. She came to her grandfather's bedroom and sat on the edge of the couch to wipe Feng Qiyan's face carefully. After wiping her face, she took a precious pill from the small porcelain jar that was close to her body, and carefully stuffed it into Feng Qiyan's mouth. She was lying on the edge of the couch with attachment, "Grandfather, Sima Mansion is going to be gone, what should we do?" I don't have enough money to buy a house...... The store is being watched by Lufeng Qianzhuang again, and it is not safe at all......" She knew that if she begged Shen Changfeng, he would let her continue to live here. But he ......

Next Five Chapter Preview:... "This dungeon ......" She remembered that there were no dungeons in the house before. Fugui smiled, "After His Highness took over this mansion, he ordered someone to build a dungeon as soon as possible. His Highness said that the other courtyards did not matter, but the dungeon was the most useful and had to be well arranged. Xie Jinci: "......" The cold air from the ground was blowing in my face. How could she feel eerie? There are torches in the depths of the dungeon, and there is a strong smell of blood. Xie Jinci subconsciously looked at the iron fence, and saw a man hanging in the air, covered in whiplashes, and it was terrible to be fished out of the blood. Her heart sank, and she subconsciously retreated. but hit a hard chest. Shen Changfeng took advantage of the situation and hugged her......

Next Six Chapter Preview:... I'm messing around, I want to take a nap! Fortunately, Shen Changfeng had to deal with the affairs of the military camp and didn't disturb her nap. She slept for two quarters of an hour, and when she awoke she saw an old woman standing in front of the bed. The old woman looked at her kind eyes, helped her up, and said softly: "The old slave is a teacher invited by the old lady. "Teach Mama?" "The old lady said that the girl was going to get married, but there was no one in the family, and my grandfather was sick on the couch, and it was inconvenient for her old man to teach those things, so she had to ask me to teach you. Don't worry, girl, I specialize in teaching those things to the girl who is about to get married in Beijing, and I teach it well! Xie Jinci was at a loss, "What the hell is teaching?" The old lady served her to freshen up and dress, and mysteriously took out a booklet. She opened the booklet in front of Xie Jinci, "Girl, have you seen it, this is a good thing that the old slave treasures alone!" If you learn the above, you won't have to worry about your husband not liking you on your wedding night! Xie Jinci looked at the booklet. When this thing was in Lin'an City, Xiao Youen once secretly brought it into the girls' school and showed it to her and Siling. Although the cover has been changed, the inside is still familiar with the recipe and the familiar taste. "I don't learn!" She turned around and slipped into the bed net. Two maids grabbed her! The old lady didn't smile, "Who does the girl think you are marrying?" If you don't learn, you have to learn! Xie Jinci was pressed to the table and studied all afternoon. After studying, she still gained a little. ......

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Chapter synopsis Originally,

Is that the truth?

It turned out that the Rong family quit her family, not because of her family's misfortune.

It's because all of this is what they designed.

They wanted to take over their uncle's military power in the Shenwu Battalion, but Shen Changfeng took the lead.

It's no wonder that after the raid, there has been no movement on the old lady's side so far, it turns out that they have long known that Sima Mansion will collapse.

They should be in harmony with the Rong family, and they will probably still enjoy the wealth promised by the Rong family, right?

Dark clouds overwhelm the realm.

Xie Jinci got up, "You two closed the shop and went back to take care of my grandfather." ”

Ribai was worried, "Where is Miss going?" ”

"Go see someone."

She calmly picked up the paper umbrella.

Rong House.

Above the tall building, the lights are like stars.

Rong Zhejiu was dressed in white and was writing by the window.

The little guy hurriedly came up, "Childe, last time someone auctioned your painting in the capital, the little one finally bought that painting back for you with great difficulty!" ”

He presented the scroll to Rong Zhejiu.

Rong folded the wine and put down the pen, and opened the scroll on the table.

into the eye,

The peach blossoms are beautiful, and the beauty under the tree is flying in her skirt, bending her waist and dancing.

"I heard that it was ......," the little servant looked at him hesitantly, "I heard that Miss Xie sold it, and it was bought by a wealthy merchant for eight thousand taels of silver." ”

Rong Zhejiu's face was expressionless.

A few muffled thunderbolts rolled through the dark clouds.

After a long time, he picked up the painting and put it on the candle flame.

The tongue of fire instantly swept into the scroll, but in a matter of moments, it completely devoured the painting.

The man's voice was faint, "For more than two months, she has never looked for me." ”

He never came to ask him why he had abandoned her, let alone begged him to help her.

He thought that the little woman should like him, but now it seems that the person who seems to be tempted is not her at all.

The little girl whispered: "The girl's family is thin-skinned, and she is probably embarrassed to come to the door." Miss Xie has written so many letters with you, and she has offered to marry you, how can she not like you? ”

Rong Zhejiu pulled open the drawer on the table.

There was a thick pile of sixty-seven letters, all of which were written by Xie Jinci to him.

At their peak, they were able to send eight messages a day.

Talk about the wind and flowers, talk about the south and the north, and talk about the ancient and modern literature.

"I want to go to her."

Rong Zhijiu said suddenly.

The streets are long.

The doors of the houses are closed, and only the row of exhaust lamps under the eaves emits a miserable halo in the dark night.

Xie Jinci carried the lantern and walked in the direction of the Rong family step by step.

But around the corner,

Ran into a man dressed in white like snow.

He had a calm face and carried a lantern.

"Xie Jinci."

He called out her name, as if he had known her for the first time.

Xie Jinci looked up at him.

The eyes were unfamiliar, and there was no joy and reverence as before, as if it was the first time I knew him.

After a long time, Rong Zhejiu was the first to speak, "I have been weak since I was a child, and I have been seriously ill. These two more

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Once crossed, one hand is a mess. I can't count on the days of eating meat and drinking wine, and I will be given to someone to be my wife for nothing when I open my eyes!

There are countless big and small bosses, all of whom want her life. Is she really a soft persimmon?

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Hasn't anyone told you that most women who dare to walk alone are hard-fisted?

But what does this demon who pursues her relentlessly mean?

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Who is going to be friends with her only?

A certain demon: "Let me not leave as soon as it gets dark, and only be friends with me as soon as it dawns?" ”