Huo Wenling got out of the carriage with the support of her two maids, and entered the gate of Huo's mansion with soft steps.

The maids along the road saw her pale face and reddish and puffy eyes, and someone immediately identified the situation and secretly went to report to the stepmother.

The maid Ah Ke lay on the bed with her solid arms around Huo Wenling, Ah Ke covered her girl with a pressed gold thread, covered the corners of the quilt for her, looked at Huo Wenling with a sad expression and dull eyes, and sighed, "Miss, you have always been the most clear person, how can you be confused?" Let Mrs. Jiang know, and don't blame you secretly! ”

Huo Wenling pursed her lips and smiled, "It's not that I don't know about my mother's kiss, she just doesn't care!" "I don't care about her feelings, I secretly discussed it with the Guo family.

As soon as Huo Wenling's words fell, there were footsteps outside the courtyard, and the man stretched out his jade soft white hand to open the crystal bead curtain in front of him, revealing that gentle and moving face, with a light sandalwood mouth, and shallow eyes staring at Huo Wenling who was lying stiffly on the bed, "I heard that you went out for a trip, are you sick?" ”

Huo Wenling's stiff curved lips smiled, "Let my mother worry about it!" ”

Jiang Zhuyu raised her eyebrows lightly, "Wen Ling, listen to your mother, rest well, your mother will never harm you!" ”

Huo Wenling sneered, "Won't it hurt me? It's light! So who is Guo Shangshu's second son Guo Jun? That's a man looking for flowers and willows! How many aunts and concubines have been carried in his own courtyard, and there are countless confidants outside, he is a well-known prodigal son in the capital! You don't know this! That's what you keep saying and be good to me! Huo Wenling pounded the bed angrily, glared at the woman in front of her with grief and anger, looking at her indifferent and silent appearance, tears dripping frantically on the golden silk surface.

"Huo Wenling, don't forget your own identity!" Jiang Zhuyu was indifferent to her grief and indignation, and said sharply. Suddenly, his expression softened, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the servant held a plate of plump and delicious hanging green lychees on the side of Huo Wenling's bedtable, and said gently, "This is your favorite Zengcheng hanging green, and you will be dissipated after eating!" ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Huo Wenling's response, and left with someone to take care of himself.

Huo Wenling looked at her thin and beautiful back and left, looked back at the lychee glowing with a little water on the side of the cabinet, her heart was on fire, she suddenly flicked her sleeves and knocked over the lychee with a basin to the ground, and sobbed: "I don't like this thing!" ”

Ah Ke watched the lychees on the plate roll down to the ground, and hurriedly squatted down to pick them up, and couldn't stop muttering, "Good girl, good young lady, this is the emperor's gift to the general, this is the only one!" ”

Jiang Zhuyu, who walked to the door, heard the sound of the silver plate clattering to the ground, and quietly looked back. The attendant on the side persuaded in a low voice: "Madam, why did you choose such a marriage for Miss?" ”

Jiang Zhuyu smiled sadly, "The bitterness of love, let her taste it again, after all, it will be a repeat of the mistakes of the past." A prodigal son, if he can collect his heart, he is the most infatuated; If she can't, she won't be nostalgic and depressed. Guo's century-old wealth and grace are a blessing that many people can't ask for. ”

Huo Wenling curled up on the bed and cried, her hands clenched the mandarin duck and phoenix pillow in her arms, she saw the marriage between her mother and father very clearly, her mother loved but was insufficient, her father belonged, time was getting longer, now only responsibility remains, it is difficult to last long, but she doesn't love that Guo Jun, and she has no affection, can she ever be committed to this guy?

Ah Ke failed to persuade repeatedly, but was blasted out of the door, listening to the mournful crying in the room, Ah Ke bit his lip, and couldn't stop worrying in his heart.

When Huo Civic strode in, what he saw was Ah Ke kneeling in front of the door of Wen Ling's room, listening to the low sobs and persuasion inside.

"Why are you still crying?" Huo Civic's brows tightened, and his eyes stared at the tulle door.

Ah Ke looked back at the young master, "Just, just..."

Huo Civic looked at her stammering, "She's been here?" His eyes sank, and his face became condensed.

"Yes, yes!" Ah Ke felt the air pressure around him become lower and more nervous.

Huo Siwei's eyes swept over Ah Ke's face, and she looked to the side timidly and stood away.

Huo Siwei pushed open the door with his big hand, looking at Huo Wenling's crying appearance, he really wanted to ask what kind of medicine Su Huai gave his sister.

Huo Siwei closed the door, took a deep breath, walked to Huo Wenling's bedside, watched her cover herself in the quilt, shrunk and cried bitterly, "Wenling! Huo Wenling! ”

Huo Siwei stretched out his hand and tore off the quilt, revealing Huo Wenling's tearful eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Don't cry yet!" Listen to my brother! I'll never let you marry that Guo Jun! Except for the deceased person, whoever you want to marry, my brother will fulfill you! Good no good? ”

Huo Wenling looked at his serious expression, knowing that her brother would do what he said, she choked up, "But I'm the daughter of the Huo family!" ”

"As long as you like him, even if he is a beggar on the street, my brother can let him be reused and rich, let him marry you willingly, and let the clan elder and father recognize your marriage!"

Huo Wenling looked at her brother's sincere appearance, and burst into tears, "That, this is what you said!" ”

"I do what I say! The premise is that you are not allowed to think about Su Huai anymore, and don't have unpleasant trouble with Su Huai again! Huo Siwei looked at Huo Wenling, who had tears in the corners of his eyes, and whispered.

Huo Wenling sat up straight and pouted, her heart was filled with bitterness, she said it lightly, how could it be so easy to forget?

"Brother, can I not get married?" Huo Wenling blinked her eyes and asked flatteringly.

"Oh, you're thinking beautifully! You have to think about the old man, right? Huo Siwei pulled his lips and smiled, got up and looked at her, "Don't cry anymore!" There's no need to cry for that heartless cry! ”

Huo Wenling waited for Huo Siwei to leave, she was silent for a long time, her crying was for the love that had taken root early, said in her mouth, and shed in her heart but was ruthlessly cut off by fate, for the seemingly reckless, but the most wanton and free, the most etiquette and etiquette of him!