Chapter II: Disposition
He pulled a handkerchief from his bosom and gently wiped her still bleeding wound.
Little by little, it seemed to flow from his heart.
Seeing this, Mama Liu looked back at Yang in embarrassment, "Madam, this ......"
Yang's brows frowned, "Cong'er, for the sake of this woman, do you want to go against your mother!" ”
Gu Congsheng shook his head, lifted the corner of his robe with his big hand, knelt down, and looked at Yang with a resolute and powerful look.
"Mother, the child doesn't want to quarrel with his mother, but this matter, Qiao Niang must be wronged, she reads poetry and books, and she doesn't believe in these things the most, how can she do such a stupid thing? I hope that my mother will wait for my father to return and make a judgment after deliberation. ”
"Mother-"
A weak female voice came from the courtyard gate.
Except for Shen Qiao'an, everyone looked back.
I saw a woman in blue clothes half-leaning on the courtyard door, her face was pale, her almond eyes were sparkling, and there were tears in her eyes, and her pitiful appearance was very distressing. Under the shadow of the lamp, the woman's slender waist was unbearable, swaying in the evening breeze, adding a bit of morbid beauty.
"Young lady!" A few maids and grandmothers hurriedly ran behind her, and hurriedly hugged her and put on a big hat for her, lest something happen to her.
"Qingliu, why are you here?" Yang's distress was beyond words, and he immediately frowned, and scolded the maids and grandmothers angrily, "Why don't you help the young lady to step forward?" ”
The maids and grandmothers were submissive and helped her forward. Mama Liu also hurriedly sent a few thick maids to carry out a small Arhat bed from Shen Qiao'an's house, which was covered with a thick layer of fox skin, soft and comfortable, and Shen Qiao'an liked to lie on it and read a book on weekdays.
Everyone helped Ji Qingliu sit down against the head of the bed, put a blanket on her, and stuffed a hot copper stove into her arms.
In contrast, Shen Qiaoan, who was kneeling on the ground, was cold.
"Mother, since Sister Qiao An doesn't admit it, then maybe there is something else hidden. Brother Ming and I have gradually improved, don't be angry, cough cough...... Don't punish Sister Joan, she is weak and can't afford to suffer from flesh and skin......"
Ji Qingliu pleaded for Shen Qiao'an, coughing a few times from time to time.
Gu Congsheng immediately took over, "Mother, since Qingliu said so, why don't you stop for the time being?" ”
The Yang family still had a straight face, she wanted to punish this demonic scourge well, but she was forced by Ji Qingliu's intercession, as well as Hou Ye's face, and she had to put it down for the time being.
"Qiao Niang, since Qingliu intercedes for you today, I will let you go for the time being, and when the master comes back, I will deal with it. Have you ever thanked your fourth sister? ”
Shen Qiaoan sneered, a few words put this black pot on her head tightly, no matter what, she couldn't say the word "thank you".
She simply turned her face away, "Let your mother dispose of it." ”
Yang's face darkened, "Lock Mrs. Qiao in the side room, without my order, she is not allowed to walk out of the door for half a step!" ”
Shen Qiaoan was quickly taken away, and after her back disappeared around the corner, Gu Congsheng reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
In the past three months, Shen Qiaoan and him have always respected each other, even if he contradicts his mother for her today, her attitude is not salty or light, and there seems to be no waves in her heart. Every time he thought about this, he regretted his mistakes even more......
He believes that as long as this matter can restore her innocence, she will definitely see her sincerity.
"Haven't seen enough?" The Yang family was very dissatisfied with his son's infatuated face, and hated Shen Qiao'an's charming and charming face even more in his heart, but he pretended to be a person who did not eat the fireworks of the world.
"I have time to accompany Qingliu and Brother Ming, these days, their mother and son have suffered a lot of crimes."
Gu Congsheng should come down, "Yes, mother." ”
Only then did Yang ease his face and leave this remote and lonely courtyard with Mama Liu and the others.
After the Yang family left, Gu Congsheng had no intention of staying, so he turned around and left.
Ji Qingliu looked at his indifferent and departing back, and a wisp of imperceptible coldness flashed in his slightly lowered eyes.
*****
In the middle of the night, Shen Qiaoan tossed and turned on the wooden bed in the side room.
It's wet and cold here, and the quilts are all damp, how does she sleep?
Thinking back to this marriage with Gu Congsheng, she was still confused, even if he tried his best to intercede for himself today, she couldn't get any relief in her heart.
As he sighed, the door creaked open.
Is the wind so strong at night?
There was no light in the house, Shen Qiaoan got up in the dark, and was about to close the door when he walked to the door.
"Poof!"
It's the sound of a knife sinking into your body.
Shen Qiaoan only felt a warm feeling in his lower abdomen, subconsciously covered it, looked down, and saw that blood was slowly flowing down his fingers.
The snowflakes danced wildly, and in the glowing white light, Shen Qiaoan saw Ji Qingliu's face.
Her face was hideous, her eyes widened with anger, and she was not as gentle and dignified as before, and the hand holding the dagger spun around her lower abdomen.
"Fourth sister, you?"
The pain struck suddenly, and Shen Qiaoan was unable to support it, and fell under the door.
"I wanted to kill you a long time ago! You slut! You snatched my father's love, and you want to take Cong Sheng from me, I hate you! ”
The words pierced her heart like sharp arrows, and the originally familiar face in front of her made her feel more and more unfamiliar. There was a rusty smell in her mouth, blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't even say half a word.
When he was about to faint, another cold and detached word came from his ear.
"You're superfluous!"
After a blur, Shen Qiao'an completely closed his eyes.