"It's how she admits it could be wrong."

"Impossible!" Jiang Changxi tugged at his sleeve and pleaded: "A-Niang will never do such a thing." Father, you check again, you check again, A-Niang won't do this! ”

Sui Anhou shook off Jiang Changxi, and saw that she fell to the ground and still repeated the words begging him to recheck, Sui Anhou was only full of boredom and annoyance. It was because of the Liang family, it was because of the poisonous woman, his wife and his Ah Yuan were poisoned so much, and Ah Hui was even ......

It was a thorn in his heart, and when he touched it, he went crazy, full of guilt and hatred, and when An Hou found the tablet in the dark, the three words of Jiang Liang pierced his eyes like a needle, and he ran over like a madman, picked up the tablet and smashed it to the ground.

"Father, don't!" Jiang Changxi reacted at the first time, rushed over to stop his father, and smashed the tablet at her fiercely.

With how deep Anhou's hatred was at this time, the power of the smash was heavy, Jiang Changxi's repeatedly injured left shoulder was implicated, and there was a sound of bones cracking, Jiang Changxi couldn't bear it, his knees slammed into the floor tiles, and he fell to the ground.

But she couldn't care about the pain in her shoulders and knees, her heart was full of only her mother's tablet, she held it tightly, and she couldn't snatch it away or smash it with Anhou, and kicked her in a fit of rage.

Jiang Changxi couldn't avoid it, and he took this kick firmly, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

The two of them who were struggling didn't notice the door of the ancestral hall that was vigorously knocked open, and they watched Sui Anhou kick Jiang Changxi again, and as the old lady shouted rebellion, Han Weiren had already arrived and kicked Sui Anhou.

Han Weiqi's kick came suddenly and was full of strength, and as An Hou was kicked by him, his abdomen hurt, and a mouthful of blood surged up, pulling the tablet and staggering backwards.

Women are not as strong as men, and the tablet was ripped away by Anhou.

"Tablet!" Jiang Changxi only had the tablet left in her eyes, and when she saw that the tablet was snatched away, she didn't feel the pain of her palm rubbing on the ground, and rushed over to grab the tablet.

Han Weici had already taken back the tablet one step ahead of her, Jiang Changxi snatched it back from him and protected it in his arms, and Han Weici protected her and the tablet in his arms.

Qingrong was so angry that her teeth itched, if it weren't for the fact that the old lady was here, she really wanted to give Sui Anhou a few slaps.

Qingrong failed to give Sui Anhou a few slaps, the old lady gave Sui Anhou a slap first, and the floor where the crutches were stomping sounded, and she scolded: "Rebel, you are going to anger me!" Come on, please family law! ”

There was a lot of 'old lady angry' and 'old lady can't', Han Weiqi only felt that the clothes on his chest were wet.

Han Weixi panicked, picked up Jiang Changxi's face and looked at it, Jiang Changxi insisted on lowering his head, holding Jiang Liang's tablet tightly, tears snapped, and his hands were wet.

Han didn't force her, he firmly protected her in his arms, and didn't let others see it, he said to Mrs. Jiang, who was scolding Anhou: "Old lady, I'll send Changxi back to Yifang Pavilion first." ”

"There is Lord Lao. Qingrong, follow the girl, take a good look at her, where is it hurt. The more the old lady explained, the more sad she became, and she was about to beat Sui Anhou as soon as she raised her crutches: "You rebel, what about the family law, go and get it!" ”

"The old lady is angry, how good is her body when she is angry." Aunt Jinyu was originally worried about sending Jiang Changxi back without resigning, and wanted to follow, but seeing that the old lady was so angry that she couldn't breathe in one breath, Aunt Jinyu didn't dare to leave her half a step, so she had to persuade.

There was a lot of chaos in the ancestral hall, and it had already spread all over the mansion, and Jiang Wu hurried to persuade the old lady, and the subordinates lowered their heads and ears, cautious, and did not dare to inquire more about the ancestral hall.

Jiang Changxi was sent back to Yifang Pavilion, Xiutan was so angry that he was half dead when he heard Qingrong say the cause and effect, "One night husband and wife Bairien, how could he be so ruthless?" The girl is still his own blood, how can the girl live in the Hou Mansion in the future? ”

"Be quiet." Qingrong was also very angry, and wanted to help Jiang Changxi pack up and leave, but reason temporarily suppressed her actions: "The girl is sad enough, you are shouting like this, the girl will be even more sad when she hears it." ”

Xiutan secretly looked into the house, the girl was sitting on the soft couch with her lady's tablet, her expression was sad and trance, Nanxiang Wang was whispering to her, and the girl should not have listened to a word.

Jiang Changxi really didn't listen to a word, she hugged the tablet and quietly wept, the tears were gone, and her face was stiff and uncomfortable. But her heart was even more uncomfortable, she felt soreness and pain, she wanted to cry loudly, but the tears were dry, how could she cry.

This is not the first time Han Weiqi has seen a woman crying, real crying, fake crying, sad crying, happy crying, pitiful crying, hateful crying, all kinds of things, seeing too much, his heart is numb, and crying can't surprise the slightest wave in his heart.

But this time it was different, he looked at Jiang Changxi, this kind of wordless grief, this silent pain reminded him of a long, long time ago, his aunt hugged him, and the blood couldn't stop.

Han Weici was a little panicked, he bent down slightly, opened his arms around her, touched her shoulder with his hand, and didn't dare to touch: "You, don't be sad." ”

The careful comfort sounded softly in her ears, Jiang Changxi thought she wouldn't cry, but her eyes were swollen badly, her eyes were slightly hot, and her eyes were hazy and clear for a moment, and his face was clear.

Tears fell out of her eyes and slid down her cheeks, Han Weici was like a frightened rabbit, and hurriedly turned over the handkerchief in her sleeve to wipe her, and her tone was not good: "Why do you cry more and more you talk." ”

Jiang Changxi looked at him, he didn't know why, he was suddenly very aggrieved, and suddenly he had a lot to say. Reason told her that she couldn't tell Han Weiqi, but she opened her mouth and still said: "A-Niang said that my father loves me." ”

Han Wei paused, and his intuition told him that the mother Jiang Changxi was talking about was the one she was holding in her arms, her biological mother, Jiang Liang.

Jiang Changxi is indeed talking about Jiang Liang's family, she still remembers her mother's mother's sickbed, her mother's expression when she said these words to her, and the dying ashes are only a little bright when she mentions her father.

Jiang Changxi looked at her mother's gentle smile, she also laughed, mocking and ridiculous, and her voice was soft and distant: "But my father loves my mother more and loves my brother more." Just as a person's ten fingers are long and short, let the father's love be divided into big and small. Love belongs to the father, he has the right to give the big love to his mother and brother, and he has the right to leave only the little love to me. I can't complain, I can't blame, because I didn't give the greatest love to my father, I love A-Niang the most. ”

As she spoke, her tears wet her eyes again, she looked at Han Weici, Han Weici stood in front of her vaguely, pursed her lips and listened to her as if talking to herself: "A-Niang lied to me, my father doesn't love me." He doesn't love A-Niang, he doesn't love me, his love is not divided, it is completely given to his mother and brother, and nothing is left for me. ”

Jiang Changxi cried in front of him, whimpering to himself like the sorrowful screams of a trapped beast before dying, which poked his heart and lungs more than silent tears.

Han Weici took a deep breath, and his heart, liver, and lungs were salty and painful: "Don't divide the long love, leave it to A-Niang completely." If you can't get your father's complete love, you can get a complete love for a long time, and A-Niang will be very happy. ”

"Liar." My mother has spent her whole life looking forward to her father's love.

"Lie to you that you're a puppy." Han Weiqi sat on the soft couch with her, his back was straight, like a green bamboo that refused to bend his waist, "Do you know my aunt?" ”

Jiang Changxi's head was confused, and he thought seriously for a while before remembering that King Nanxiang had a hereditary title, and his surname was Han. Han's mother was surnamed Han, who was originally the lord of Nanxiang Wang, and then died on the battlefield, and was posthumously named a princess, and everyone in the world called Nanxiang Princess. Because Princess Nanxiang is the same generation as today, she should now be called the eldest princess of Nanxiang.

Jiang Changxi said in a daze: "Eldest Princess Nanxiang? ”

"Yes, Eldest Princess Nanxiang." Han Wei smiled, "When she died, she was only the county lord." "Then she became a princess, and then she became the eldest princess. But Han didn't like it, he would rather A-Niang would always be just a county lord. How nice that would be.

"A-Niang has been fighting on the battlefield with her grandfather since she was a teenager, and she has made countless meritorious contributions, and she is the first woman in Dahong to take charge of the military power alone." Han didn't stop smiling, when he talked about his mother, his eyes were burning, his eyebrows and eyes were as soft as water, and he was not arrogant or angry, and the only remaining Zhang Yang was also full of pride and tolerance.

However, such dazzling pride and gentleness are fleeting: "It's a pity that she fell in love with someone later, and was swayed by love, she was no longer the high-flying and wanton victorious general on the battlefield, she lost to her love." ”

"My father may have loved my mother too, otherwise she wouldn't have married him. It's a pity that my father's love was divided into many, many parts, the largest part was given to his family, and only the pitiful part was given to my mother. ”

"What a proud person my mother was, she chose to leave after being at odds with her family, and she let herself go." Han Weiqi can still remember the morning when he left the Jing'an Hou Mansion, the golden sun had just risen from the east, revealing a little cheek, the sun spread over the earth, and his aunt was like a god wearing a golden robe, all the way through thorns and thorns, and took him out of that suffocating hell.

"A-Niang said that because of me, she had the courage to leave. If you don't love her, forget it, and she will be very happy and happy to get my complete love. ”

"So, Changxi Auntie, if you have a complete love, you will be very happy and happy, and nothing else matters."

Jiang Changxi looked at the tablet in his arms, pulled the corners of his mouth, didn't know whether to laugh or cry, tears slid the corners of his mouth, slightly salty: "If you don't love it, just throw it away." ”

It's a simple and easy sentence, but how many people can do it.