In the evening, Song Zixun came back from outside, and just after passing the colonnade, he heard someone on the other side of the wall chirping, "It's not been a few days since I passed the door, so I asked for a concubine for the eldest young master...... It's still the same family...... The young lady is really pitiful. ”

Changxing beside Song Zixun was stunned, and was about to scold, but Song Zixun waved his hand to show retreat.

"Who's to say it isn't? It's also a shame that they can open that mouth...... I heard that it cost two thousand taels! Two thousand taels! Don't say that it's a concubine, even if a big family marries a main house, they may not be able to get this bride price! Didn't they just see that our lord had to accept their girl, so they dared to open their mouths! ”

That's not what he said...... Haven't you heard, it turns out that when the eldest lady was alive, she wanted the eldest young master to marry her cousin, but in real terms, our young lady still occupied the position of the cousin......"

"That's also the Fu family's rhetoric, I don't know if it's true or not......"

With a series of footsteps, the voices of several people gradually faded away, and only words such as "young lady" and "Fu family" could be vaguely distinguished.

………………

After washing up early, Du Rongzhi leaned on the bed and read.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of cheers outside.

Du Rongzhi hurriedly got off the bed, quickly straightened her clothes, and saw that Song Zixun had already opened the curtain and walked in.

"Lord is back." She stepped forward with a smile. "Have you had dinner?"

Song Zixun nodded, his eyes fell on the book she put aside, and asked casually, "What have you done today?" ”

Du Rongzhi was stunned for a moment, and smiled, "It's not the same ......as before," she said, pointing to the white porcelain vase on the table, the flowers in it were either delicate and delicate, or budding to be released, which was quite affectionate.

"The concubine is playing with it, do you think it looks good?"

Song Zixun was silent for a while, and just when Du Rongzhi thought he wouldn't answer, he heard him whisper, "It's good." ”

At that time, Du Rongzhi had already lowered his head to untie the white jade belt around his waist, and paused slightly when he heard the words, before continuing.

"I heard that the Fu Mansion sent a matchmaker here today?" He asked suddenly.

The corners of Du Rongzhi's lips hooked up with a sneer, "Hmm." ”

"But you're embarrassed?"

"No," Du Rongzhi raised her face and smiled, "It's all trivial...... The concubine can handle it. ”

Her face is not powdered, and her fair little face has a faint softness under the reflection of the light, which looks very immature, which is completely different from the glorious daughter-in-law of the Guogong Mansion during the day...... Very comfortable feeling.

Song Zixun subconsciously reached out and touched her cheek, "Are you wronged?" ”

The thin calluses on the fingertips scraped the delicate skin, and Du Rongzhi was a little uncomfortable...... "Why do you think that?" It was supposed to be what a concubine should do. After speaking, he was about to lower his head, but he took the first step to raise his chin.

"What about the affairs of the Jing'an Hou Mansion?" His eyes stared at her sparkling eyes. "Don't you feel wronged?"

Du Rongzhi's smile stiffened slightly. He could clearly see a layer of moisture rushing up from her eyes...... She lowered her eyes, as if sighing and helplessly, "The concubine remembers that I explained it to you at the beginning......"

It's just that she wasn't sure if he heard it clearly......

Fu Jingrou cried in his arms, and their clothes were soaked...... The look in his eyes was cold when he looked at her. It was so cold that even when their relationship was at its best in her previous life, she still felt uncomfortable and breathless every time she recalled that look.

In fact, it has been a long time...... So long that she thought she had forgotten.

But it turned out that there was not.

"I didn't doubt you." Song Zixun suddenly hugged her, his lips rubbing against her ears, "It's just the situation at that time...... I had no other choice. He had been thinking about it for a long time in the past few days, so that she could say that all the love she had for him in the past was a "stupid thing...... I'm afraid it can only be because of the matter of Jing'an Houfu.

But she was ...... It's really stupid.

Du Rongzhi raised her head sharply and looked at him in disbelief.

What does he mean by that?! Does he believe her? When was it? Do you believe in her in this life, or do you believe in her in your past life? If you believe her, why would you do that to her, why would you let Fu Jingrou design her again and again, and in the end, even their children died tragically in her hands?

That's how he believed her?!

She was so stunned that she forgot to react.

Song Zixun's kiss fell, "Don't cry......" he whispered in his ear. "If you are wronged, tell me."

Did she cry?

Du Rongzhi thought in a trance.

For whom do you cry?

For herself? For the sake of the man who has been stupid all his life and chased this cold-hearted man for a lifetime?

His breathing became rapid.

He couldn't resist the way she looked...... Like a cornered little beast, pitiful.

Easily pried open her lip flap...... She struggled to turn her face sideways, and he reluctantly chased after her, and the two men became entangled.

Her body finally softened...... His hands were weakly pressed against his chest, crying and accusing, "I'm just wronged, I'm jealous...... You're bullying me! ”

"No...... How could I? Bewitched, he picked her up by the waist and walked to the bed.

Du Rongzhi hooked his neck tightly.

In fact, the two of them have reached this point today, and they can't go back for a long time......

You can only go on.