After the reception banquet ended, Song Wenyu did not return to the study, but took Huairen to the east wing. Along the way, he walked extremely slowly, and there were many things in his mind, all kinds of things about Shen Mojin, as well as his past with Meng Yidi.

Originally, he and Meng Yidi were childhood sweethearts, and they had been in love for many years. He thought that the two of them would stay together for a long time and live like this for the rest of their lives. Where did I know that the emperor's holy decree made the fate of the two fall apart in an instant. The emperor's order cannot be violated, he knows it. The emperor was afraid of the marriage of the Song and Meng families, and the power leaned towards the government and the opposition, and he also understood.

It's just that he can't figure out why the emperor would marry the daughter of a merchant to him, until one night his father told him that Shen Wanqian donated his Wanguan family wealth to expand the treasury, and he suddenly realized that his marriage was used by the saint as a bargaining chip in exchange for the Shen family's wealth.

At that moment, he felt extremely ashamed and angry, but there was nothing else he could do, so he took a blind attitude towards Shen Mojin. If it hadn't happened today, he wouldn't have even thought about Shen Mojin for half a minute.

"Huairen", he stood still, and suddenly turned his head sideways to look at Huairen: "You are an outsider, so tell me if I am too harsh on the Shen family." ”

Huairen was stunned, but he didn't expect Song Wenyu to ask himself this question. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Come to think of it, she didn't have a good time in the Song Mansion." Before Huairen could reply, Song Wenyu said to himself: "I saw that she was so strong, so I deliberately ignored these. ”

"Young Master is right...... Do you feel guilty about the young lady? Huairen scratched his head, in a word.

Song Wenyu didn't speak, so he acquiesced.

Huairen sighed, and felt some sympathy for Song Wenyu: "Young master, you are the pride of the sky, but you can't be the master of this marriage by yourself, so it's no wonder that the young master has a grudge against the young lady." ”

"But she's helpless, isn't she?" Song Wenyu asked rhetorically, as if he was asking Huairen, and as if he was asking himself: "Compared to me, she has no choice." ”

The two of them walked to the vicinity of the east wing as soon as they spoke. Huairen saw that Song Wenyu hesitated again, so he pushed the master in words: "Little stupid, I just think that if the young master can take time to see the young lady every day, she will already be very happy." ”

Song Wenyu turned his head to look at him, and the moment he turned around, he saw a shadow lying on the corridor fence of the opposite garden. Song Wenyu pulled Huairen to stand quietly in the shadows, unconsciously slowing down his breathing.

"Girl, it's cool at night. After all, you have to put on a garment. Ah Jiu put on a cloak for Ah Jin, and looked up at the moon curiously for a while: "The girl has been looking at this moon all night." ”

"One night, one hour at most." Ah Jin stretched and continued to lie on the fence, closing his eyes and enjoying this rare quiet time.

An hour ago, she knew that the Song Mansion had not invited her to the banquet. In fact, she didn't care about this kind of thing, but when she thought of Song Wenyu's lukewarm attitude towards her, she always felt panicked.

At this time, she always had a hint of extravagant hope for Song Wenyu, if he took the initiative to send someone to invite him to the table, it would still prove that he still cared about her feelings.

However, she did not wait for him to come until the feast was over.

Thinking of this, Ah Jin opened his eyes to look at the full moon, his eyes seemed to be light and light, but they were full of confusion and pain. Although she didn't say anything, Ah Jiu, who got along with her day and night, felt this sadness.

Ah Jiu bit his lip and hated Song Wenyu a little more: "The girl was not like this before she met him. ”

"Yes." Ah Jin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ah Jiu: "Then do you think I was more like a person at that time, or like a flesh-and-blood person now?" ”

This question stopped Ah Jiu. She lowered her head and pondered, but could not find an answer. In the past, Ah Jin, high on the unruly mountain, was as cold as frost, and even her eyes were cold. Ah Jin and Ah Yin stand together, comparable to the extreme beauty of the highest part of the mountain - beautiful is beautiful, but there is no trace of popularity.

I don't know when it started, Ah Jiu found that Ah Jin had changed. At first, she thought it was just her own illusion, but it wasn't until Ah Jin married into the Song Mansion and told her about her past with Song Wenyu that she realized that her feelings were not wrong.

"What about flesh and blood, it's better to be happy than before." Ah Jiu muttered quietly, Ah Jin smiled when he heard this, and did not argue with Ah Jiu.

"But I think that's good. It makes me feel like I'm a living person. Akinto muttered as he looked at the full moon. The night breeze came slowly, teasing her like ink and green silk. Her long hair was casually draped, and she was dressed in a moon-white skirt, which was clearly a dress that had just come out of the bath.

Song Wenyu looked at her intently in the dark, his pupils were dark, as if he wanted to merge with the night. Huairen couldn't figure out Song Wenyu's thoughts, so he had to stand aside without saying a word.

"Let's go." After a long time, Song Wenyu suddenly turned around, as if he was leaving.

Huairen was stunned for a moment, feeling a little pity. He glanced back at Ah Jin and wanted to persuade Song Wenyu again, but Song Wenyu stood still. Huairen was overjoyed, thinking that Song Wenyu had changed his mind again. stepped forward and looked forward following Song Wenyu's gaze, but was startled.

I saw Song Wenyuan standing at the other end of the corridor, looking at the other side of the garden stupidly. Huairen subconsciously glanced up at Song Wenyu and saw that his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Young master, this ......" Huairen opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and Song Wenyu didn't give him this chance.

"Let's go." Song Wenyu took a deep breath, endured the indescribable anger in his heart, turned around and walked towards the east wing.