The peony powder by the window is blue, and the delicate flowers are like beautiful clouds and sideburns hanging slightly, full of shyness, and they are particularly beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves.

The sunlight shone in through the window and fell on the woman's fair and beautiful face, gilding it with a faint layer of warm color. From a distance, one person and one flower seem to overlap together......

Du Rongzhi sat next to the desk and ate tea quietly.

I don't know if it's a father-daughter connection, Song Zi followed the front foot before entering the house, and Wan'er, who was still taking a nap at the back, woke up immediately.

The little guy was overjoyed to see Song Zixun, not only did he not forget or fear life as expected, but he also babbled and stretched out two chubby little hands, grabbing his father's clothes and refusing to let go......

"Young Lady ......"

A soft call in her ear pulled back Du Rongzhi's thoughts, Qinghe came in from outside with a quilt, and looked at Du Rongzhi's stunned gaze, she explained with a smile, "The sky has changed a little in the past two nights, the slave maid put an extra quilt in the house, if you are cold, cover it." ”

Du Rongzhi nodded slightly, and listened to her continue, "The slave maid passed by Miss Sun's house, and listened to my sister calling 'Daddy' inside, and I don't know how clear my words were!" Ye was overjoyed, and I heard that the people around Miss Sun were rewarded all over the place......"

"Really?" Du Rongzhi bent her lower lip, and when the tea cup was brought to her mouth, she realized that it was empty at some point.

She shook her head helplessly, and was about to take the teapot and pour another cup, but Qinghe had already stepped forward to take it, and said softly while pouring the tea, "The slave maid is still thinking about whether the young lady will be with the master......

Du Rongzhi smiled and did not speak.

Qinghe handed over the tea, "Last time, Mrs. said that she would lead you and Miss Sun's house to recuperate, but you refused, and the slave maid thought it was ......" She glanced at Du Rongzhi's expression and said in a low voice, "I thought you had thought about it." ”

Du Rongzhi took a sip, and the rich tea fragrance and the faint bitterness bloomed on the tip of her tongue almost at the same time...... She was silent and said slowly, "I've thought it all through." ”

Qinghe couldn't help but be stunned.

Du Rongzhi raised her head, "But thinking about it and doing it are two different things." ”

Qinghe savored her words, and couldn't help but sigh, and was about to comfort her a few words, but Du Rongzhi had already stood up.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, "The young lady wants to go out?" ”

"Go around the yard." Du Rong Zhijing took the cloak and put it on, "If the eldest young master asks later, he will say that I will go out for a walk and let him go to the wing room to rest for a while." ”

Qinghe hurriedly stepped forward, "It's better for the slave to accompany you." ”

Du Rongzhi turned her head and smiled at her, "I want to stay alone for a while." ”

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The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the quiet Bessho, and everything around seems to be shrouded in a peaceful gold.

Du Rongzhi stood quietly in front of a plum tree, staring at the bare branches.

"I have asked people to plant the vacant land behind Fengqing Courtyard with plums, and even if you stay in the house in the future, you can still smell the fragrance of plums."

Du Rongzhi turned her head in a daze, only to find that Song Zixun was already standing beside him at some point, and his dark eyes were looking at him wrongly.

Du Rongzhi came back to her senses and curled the corners of her lips slightly, "How did you find here?" ”5200

"Qinghe said that this yard is full of plums." He said softly, "I remember you liked it a lot. It's just that it's still early before the flowering season, and he doesn't know why she can still see it.

Du Rongzhi was silent after hearing this.

No one knows why she fell in love with Lamei when she had always preferred gaudy roses before leaving the cabinet - even Qinghe, who grew up serving her, was no exception.

It's like no one knows what she's been through and what she's lost......

Those desperate pasts, those days that can't distinguish between day and night, those beautiful things that have been insulted and destroyed...... It seemed like it would always be hers.

No one needs to be responsible, Song Zixun ...... The same is true.

Du Rongzhi blinked her sour eyes vigorously.

"Yes," she nodded, with a very soft smile on her lips, "I like it." ”

Xu was encouraged by the gentleness and kindness in her eyes, Song Zixun carefully held Du Rongzhi's cold hand, put it in his palm and rubbed it gently, "It's windy, why don't you wear more clothes and come out again?" ”

"It's fine." Her gaze fell on the big palm that wrapped his hands, and she looked away lightly, only smiling, "I don't feel very cold." ”

It was obviously a smile that couldn't be simpler, but it made Song Zixun's heart skip a beat inexplicably, as if all the anxiety and struggle, all the hesitation and uneasiness these days, finally found an exit at this moment, he subconsciously clenched her hand, "You said that if you want to relax in Zhuangzi, I will also let you live here for half a month...... Even Sister Guan learned to call 'Daddy', I was the last one to know......" He lowered his head and kissed the back of Du Rongzhi's hand gently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Rong Zhi, I didn't handle the past well, I will take good care of you and my daughter in the future, and I won't let you be hurt again...... Come home with me, okay? ”

Du Rongzhi looked at him quietly. He seems to have lost a lot of weight these days, and although his face is still cold and handsome, his cheeks are obviously sunken. Even the gaze that looked at her at this time was different from before......

Oh, yes.

She thought blankly.

After all that has happened, who is the same?

"Okay."

For a long time, she said softly.

Song Zixun was stunned for a moment, and when she reacted to what she said, she couldn't help but raise her head excitedly, but before that ecstasy could climb into the corner of her eyes, she heard Du Rongzhi continue, "But not now." ”

Xu saw the doubt in his eyes, Du Rongzhi pursed her lips and smiled at him, "I have thought a lot about it in the past few days in Beizhuang, and I think I have thought a lot clearly, and I have always wanted to tell you." She looked at him and asked softly, "Do you want to listen?" ”

Song Zixun nodded seriously, holding her hand and not letting go, "You say, I'll listen." ”

"Actually, I don't know when to start......" A helpless smile appeared on the woman's pale face, "On that day in Huishan Temple, you asked me if I still remember when we were children stealing fruits at the bottom of the mountain......

“……”

"Actually, yes."

Song Zixun held her hand and trembled, and raised his head in surprise.

"It's not just this one," Du Rongzhi pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, "Every day we are together, everything that happens, I remember and remember it here." She withdrew her hand from his palm and pointed lightly at her heart.

"Because, I loved you." Her bright eyes looked straight into his eyes, and in a tone that couldn't be lighter, she said word by word, "With my life, I have loved you." ”