Shen Yichao's face was slightly cold.

He came to Luoyang City to investigate the floods and to investigate the officials who embezzled and took bribes during the construction of the embankment, but the officialdom of Luoyang is like a solid iron bucket, and the families in Luoyang do not care about the face of the famous Shen family, let alone the power of their aunt.

He had been left out in the cold for two days.

Where do you start?

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Han Yanliang broke the pomegranate buds one by one in boredom, and said lazily: "Still can't you understand?" All your dignity comes from your family background. Your brother Shen Yi has military merits, so he deserves a high look at others. As for you, once others look down on the Shen family, you are nothing. ”

Outside the window, the wind and rain were cloudy.

Shen Yichao rolled up his sleeves and added half a cup of hot tea: "In your eyes, I'm nothing, am I?" Smoke, since when did I become so unbearable? ”

His tone was calm, not so much asking about the cold smoke as asking himself.

Han Yanliang didn't bother to answer him.

She got up, took the futon from the closet, and laid it out neatly on the floor.

Shen Yichao shackled her ankles and forced her to be in the same room with him.

She couldn't stand to share a bed with him, so she made another bunk every night.

Shen Yichao picked up the celadon tea cup and blew the warm tea soup.

The hot tea mist came to his face, bringing him a little warmth in the cold night of the rain.

He turned his head to look at the woman lying in the bed: "Yanyan, talking to me, is it so unbearable for you?" Maybe I have done something that makes you sad, but I have repented, and the so-called prodigal son does not change his money, what do you want me to forgive me? Do I kneel down and beg you, so that you and I can go back to where we were? ”

An aristocratic son, affectionately revealed.

The beauty sleeping on the floor only feels noisy.

She rolled in, unwilling to talk to him.

Shen Yichao tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly: "You always complain about my lack of affection, but the cold smoke is cold, how can you never change your mind?" You know I like you, but you turn around and rejoice with your brother, where do you put me? Do you want me to call you sister-in-law so that you will be happy? ”

Han Yanliang covered her ears with the futon, but the man's voice still gushed into her ears, which made her very irritable.

She sat up and asked mercilessly: "What do you like, Shen Yichao, ask yourself, what do you like about me?" What do you know about me? Do you know who my mom and dad are? Do you know how I grew up as a child? Do you know what I like and hate? ”

She has always been charming and gentle, like a lazy fox in the spring sun, and she has never asked others so gaffe.

Shen Yichao was stunned.

What do you like about her?

What do you know about her?

When he was still in Jinguancheng, he lived in Yulouchun for a long time, and he had faced her day and night, and had done the most intimate things with her.

Han Yanliang knew that he liked to read and write, and had given him a very precious pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but to this day, he didn't even know the other party's preferences, let alone give her any gifts.

He couldn't answer any of the questions she asked.

Han Yanliang seemed to have expected his reaction, and impatiently lay back into the bed, tugging at the quilt and covering his head.

Shen Yichao stared at the quilt with a complicated expression. Everyone

He put down the teacup and slowly sat down on the edge of the bunk.

He stretched out his hand to touch the arched quilt, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, he retracted hesitantly.

He whispered, "I'm sorry. ”

The woman in the quilt was silent and did not respond to him.

Shen Yichao leaned over to the edge of the quilt and said with concern: "Yanyan, are you crying, don't cry, I will be distressed...... Yanyan, now I already understand what distress is, you come out to speak, don't cry, okay? ”

He hurriedly lifted the quilt.

The face of the beauty in the quilt is calm, and there is no trace of tears.

Even, the eye circles didn't redden.

Shen Yichao was stunned again: "Yanyan ......"

"Crying?" Han Yan sneered, "In my life, I will never cry for a man." ”

Shen Yichao lowered his eyes.

The eyelashes cast shadows on his fair and clear face, adding to his gloom and sadness.

He quickly cheered up again, pulled out the quilt with a smile, and sat beside Han Yanliang: "The long night is boring, tell me about your childhood, right?" I want to know what kind of characters my uncle and aunt are, and I want to know what kind of girl Yanyan was when she was a child. ”

I like her.

He didn't know about it before, so now he is willing to spend a thousand times more patience to listen to her story when she was a child, and participate in her past in another way.

He remembered something, hurriedly brought a fruit plate and refreshments, made them neatly at the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "Because I like the woman, the story of Yanyan must be very interesting, I have to listen to it while eating." ”

"Interesting?"

The cold smoke tastes the word.

She looked at Shen Yichao's expectant face, and the corners of her lips pulled into a sneer.

She leaned on the quilt, playing with the strap of her upper shirt with one hand, and supporting her with the other, her voice was as ethereal as rain outside the window: "More than 20 years ago, the previous owner of Yulouchun was a famous beauty in Shu County, how beautiful is it?" The officials of Shu County, all who passed by Jinguan City, were willing to spend a lot of money for her, just to drink a spring tea with her, just to see her beauty a few more times.

"However, the beauties are tall and arrogant, and are not interested in gold and silver treasures. She was trapped in Jinguan City for fifteen years, and she only wanted to see the outside world. She yearns for the capital of her homeland, she admires the Jiangnan with apricot blossoms and light rain, and she loves Luoyang City depicted in ancient books.

"One day, a prince in Chinese clothes came to Jinguancheng, claiming to be a wealthy merchant in Luoyang, because he had read about the existence of Tianshu in the book, and admired it very much, so he trekked through mountains and rivers to find the traces of Tianshu.

He fell in love with the beauty at first sight, and he gave the beauty eighteen peonies of different varieties, and gave the beauty Mengjin pear and Du Kang wine. During the Shangyuan Festival, he gave the beauty Luoyang Palace lantern and took the beauty to cut paper under the window. Together, they pasted the cut out big red characters on the window, and at that moment, the beauty was moved by him. That night, they were like countless ordinary couples, doing the most intimate things.

The good times didn't last long, the beauty was pregnant, but the young man in the Chinese costume suddenly received a letter from home, saying that his mother was critically ill and urging him to return to his hometown as soon as possible. The beauties couldn't leave Tianshu, so they could only say goodbye and agree to see each other when their mother was well.

"But how do we meet? There has been no news since the boy in Huafu left, and the letter sent by the beauty to Luoyang was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply.

"The beauty gave birth to a baby girl in the waiting day after day, but it gradually lost her enthusiasm and innocence."

She began to blame, blame the man for being unkind, blame the man for being chaotic and abandoned. She vented all her anger on her daughter, she beat her every day, and forced her to swear with her life every day that she would never fall in love with any man in her life. ”

Lights jump.

Shen Yichao listened, and his eyes quietly fell on Han Yanliang.

He remembered that when he was happy with her, she had many old scars on her body, and he thought it was caused by Tianshu's experience, but he didn't expect it......