Chapter Twenty-Four: My Lord
In the days that followed, Song Huainan came back late almost every night. He Chengtong fell asleep when he was sleepy, half-asleep and half-awake, sometimes he noticed the movement of him going to bed, but when he woke up the next day, there was no one around.
He Tangtong knew what was in his heart, and she could have taken the initiative to say this, but his attitude was so cold, which made her feel at a loss.
Mama Lan said: "Adults still have feelings for you, men love face, and Mrs. will pass the soft matter first." What is there to talk about between husband and wife? ”
Although Mama Lan is facing her wife, she understands what the man cares about, and neither of them is willing to give each other a step.
Listening to Mama Su's words, He Tangyu quietly thought about it and inserted the newly folded Yueji into the Ru kiln azure glazed flower on the windowsill.
Song Huaishui came to the room at this time to look at her, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, the flowers here are so fragrant!" ”
He Tangtong raised his eyes and looked at her, and said, "Third sister, why are you free to come to me this time?" ”
Song Huaishui raised his eyes and looked around, and sure enough, he still didn't see his eldest brother, so he sighed and said, "Eldest brother is really still busy in the study all day long. ”
Song Huaishui sat down beside He Tangerine, held her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, I used your rouge here before and thought it was good, didn't I run out of rouge?" So ......"
He Tangzhi knew her intention this time, and he actually came to ask her for something.
He Tangyu walked to the dresser, opened the makeup box, took out a delicate rouge box, and put it in Song Huaishui's hand, "Oh, here you go." ”
"Sister-in-law, it's good."
Song Huaishui accompanied He Tangerine for a while and left.
In the evening, Song Huainan accompanied He Tangerine to dinner, and when she saw him put down his chopsticks, she also put them down.
After hesitating for a while, when he saw that Song Huainan was about to get up, He Tangyu blurted out and asked, "Do you still want to go to the study to be busy?" ”
Song Huainan took her expression in his eyes. She looked back at her, and she really had something to do, so she said, "No, I'm not going tonight." ”
After that, He Tangtong went to the bathroom to take a bath, and when he came out, he saw Song Huainan sitting on the edge of the couch, wearing a satin bedgown, reading with a book in his hand, looking very leisurely.
Can't read what book it is? He Tangyu sat down.
Song Huainan put down the book in his hand and lay down with him.
He Tangyu carefully stretched his hand to his waist, and Song Huainan obviously felt that there were a pair of small hands that wanted to reach over him, and his head was also resting on his back.
"What are you doing?"
He Tangzhi's voice was a little low, "My lord, do you dislike me?" ”
Why did he think so, didn't she know what he had been angry with her for the past few days?
"Nope!"
He Tangzhi said again: "I have stayed in the General's Mansion for six years, and I have been the second lady of Lu for six years, there are many people who know me, it was Brother Shi that day, and I may meet other people in the future, if you are always angry, I don't know what to do......." ”
Song Huainan's body was obviously stiff, and before He Tangfang could react, Song Huainan's whole person suddenly pressed over, his cheek pressed against her, exhaled hot air and blew on her face, his hands grabbed her arms tightly, and forcefully parted to both sides.
Looking at his close face, He Tangyu almost forgot all his reactions, and then said in a daze: "My lord? ”