Chapter 117: Blood Feud (1st Update)
Su Jin was so excited when she saw Taohong, she suddenly fell silent and looked out the window.
After a long time, she spoke.
"You've got to tell me why."
"Reason? Because his surname is Xiao! Taohong's expression was a little painful, "Your surname is Su!" β
Su Jin squinted, "So what?" We don't have the same surname, and we're not brother and sister, so why can't we be together......"
"Ridiculous!"
Su Jin turned her head and looked at Taohong in surprise.
"Pink, you ......"
Peach immediately interrupted her, with hatred between her eyebrows.
"Their Xiao family owes our Guogong Mansion a life! The sea of blood is a deep hatred, and we don't share the sky! β
Something suddenly flashed through her mind, and Su Jin felt as if she had guessed something.
Mo No, her father Su Li didn't die a normal death?
"You mean ......"
"Lord Xianguo was poisoned because of His Majesty's suspicions," Taohong moved over on her knees, and saw Su Jin's wide eyes but did not flinch.
"The slave doesn't dare to lie, before Madam sent us here, Sister Xiaolan had already informed the slave and maid of this matter, if you don't believe it, you can go back and ask Madame!"
Su Jin was silent, pinching the lid of the tea, and her index finger circled around the edge of the teacup.
She had also vaguely guessed before, every time she mentioned her father Su Li, her grandmother couldn't help crying, and there seemed to be something unspeakable about it.
Looking at it this way, my father died because he was suspicious of Xiao Hai, and Xiao Hai couldn't let go of her, the descendant of the Guogong Mansion?
It's not good, this matter has something to do with why she Su Jin inherited the Guogong Mansion as a man......
However, Su Jin always felt that something was wrong.
According to her previous words, the original Su Jin was stubborn and introverted, and had no martial arts, and the Guogong Mansion was just a false name, it stands to reason that he would not have the strength to threaten Xiao Hai again, why would Xiao Hai still keep an eye on him?
She found it a little complicated.
It seems that you have to go back and ask Liu Xiaofen about a lot of things to know.
As soon as her fingers were loosened, she snapped the lid of the cup with a "click", and the crisp peach trembled, and her arm, which was a little soft and relaxed, immediately returned to its original position, staring at Su Jin vigilantly.
Seeing her like she was facing a great enemy, Su Jin laughed out loud, "You still don't get up?" β
"Sorry! When did you repent and slave and slave began? β
"That's right." Su Jin nodded, stood up and stretched, and turned his head to the bed, "Then you kneel, I got up too early and was sleepy." β
At this time, it was RosΓ©'s turn to be surprised.
That's it? Father...... Leave her alone?
She stared at Su Jin here, and couldn't believe that Su Jin didn't care about her so much, but suddenly saw Su Jin pause, stretched out her hand to support her forehead, and her figure swayed slightly.
"Master!" Peach was shocked, dropped the dagger and got up, rushed up, and reached out to help Su Jin quickly.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, isn't it that the Gu poison hasn't been solved yet......" Her crying voice suddenly froze, and her eyes widened as she looked at the woman beside her with a triumphant smile on her face.
"Yo, are you willing to afford it?" Su Jin grinned and wrapped her shoulder, "I thought you were going to put down roots in the same place." β
"Master!" Peach's chest rose and fell in anger, "How can you scare the slave like this?" β
"Don't scare you, don't you get up, it's so cold underground, don't your knees hurt when you kneel?" Su Jin smiled and patted her on the back, "Peach, some things can't be decided by being forced...... You have to believe that your three views are very positive, and the roots are red. β
She yawned, "Like at this moment, I'm so sleepy, do you want to sleep with me?" β
Taohong was so angry that she had a headache by her unrelated turn, shook off Su Jin's arm, turned her head angrily, picked up the dagger and left, "No matter what, when you go back in a few days, Madam will naturally tell you!" β
Su Jin was stunned as she watched Taohong go out violently.
"This little girl, why don't you take me so seriously now?"
She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
I slept until noon, and when I woke up, Jun Ran was sitting in her room holding a small green tea bowl, a little absent-minded.
Seeing Su Jin wake up, he glanced at it lightly, "Awake?" β
"Well," Su Jin stretched, "Why are you here, are you going to eat?" β
"It's time for dinner, I'll bring you the food." Jun Ran put down the tea bowl, pointed to the food on the table, hesitated and spoke, "Su Jin, I want to talk to you." β
"Yo, you're so conscious today?" Su Jin got up and sat on the chair beside him, smiling uncontrollably, "For the sake of you being very conscious today, let's talk, what are you talking about?" β
Jun Ran suddenly fell silent, and when Su Jin's surprised gaze swept over, his face turned a little strangely red.
"Say?" Su Jin pinched the chopsticks and tasted the dish, feeling a little salty, reaching out to pick up the soup bowl and taking a sip, he heard Jun Ran beside him speak a little shyly.
"You said Xiaohua likes my style? Is it Wild Mode or Melancholy Look? β
"Poof!" Su Jin couldn't hold back a mouthful of soup and squirted out.
"What a mess," she wiped the soup from the corner of her lips indiscriminately, and quickly spoke, "None of it, don't think about it, change your goal as soon as possible!" β
"Oh, I don't believe it!" Jun Ran snorted coldly, "A man like me, Xiaohua must like it very much." β
"Big brother, who gave you confidence?" Su Jin was about to collapse, "I said no, no!" β
"It's not you who want to marry me, why don't you say you won't?" Jun Ran sneered at each other, and his chin was raised, like a proud peacock.
"Madame said that Xiaohua likes me like this, and, and ......"
Jun Ran's shy color resurfaced, and Su Jin was itching all over.
"Madame also said, this time I will arrange for the two of us to meet, I have never had such an experience, I have to be decent, okay?"
"Can you believe my mother's words?" Su Jin opened her mouth, "My words are the most reliable." β
Seeing her like this, Jun Ran was silent for a while and then spoke, "I see, I know......"
Su Jin immediately pricked up her ears.
Jun Ran sighed, "Su Jin, in fact, you don't have to be like this...... After I marry Xiaohua, I will definitely not be cold to you, I will still protect you when I should protect you, but Xiaohua is more important......"
Su Jin gritted her teeth, reached out and took off her shoes, and hit Jun Ran on the head with the soles of her shoes, "!" β
The day of returning to Beijing is getting closer and closer, and the people of the city are a little reluctant to pay such a price for Yuncheng, so they decided to take turns to invite Su Jin to dinner to see her off.
Because Su Jin was too thin and weak, she looked distressed, so the warm-hearted women kept giving Su Jin vegetables, eager to make up ten catties in one bite, and the consequence of this was that after eating half of the city's meal, Su Jin really couldn't resist this enthusiasm, and declined the rest of the invitation with "eating too much greasy and gastrointestinal discomfort", which made the other city residents regret it very much.
In the early morning of this day, it was drizzling in Yuncheng, wet and moist everywhere, the fragrance of earth lingered on the tip of the nose, and every pore on the body was comfortably opened, as if to breathe in the fresh air.
Peach held up an oil-paper umbrella for Su Jin, who was wearing a thin cloak, and the red plum umbrella with lush flowers was also a little overshadowed under Su Jin's beautiful and agile eyebrows.
"Master, it's raining, the mountain road is slippery, you really don't need a slave to help you up?"
"Look at what you said, how can I be so weak?" Su Jin took the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and lifted the basket on her arm, "Go into the house, I'll go by myself." β
Seeing that she was persistent, Taohong had no choice but to nod and watch Su Jin step down the steps, walk through the stone steps and go up the hill behind the city.
It was already the time of the new year, the green willows were only yellow and half-uneven, the rain was murmuring overhead, and the new sprouts under the feet were new, with the nectar given by God, wetting Su Jin's upper.
But she didn't care, and her feet were very light, as if she was afraid of stepping on the tender grass on the ground.
I don't know how far I walked, the trees gradually decreased, and the land became more and more open, as far as the eye could see, I could see a few bare small graves from time to time, all with some half-green and half-yellow grass branches, hanging their heads alone in the rain, as if crying in a low voice.
Su Jin's steps suddenly stopped.
In front of him, an emaciated woman was squatting in front of a new grave, gently wiping the stone tablet, even if it was smooth, it could reflect the woman's somewhat haggard face, but she did not stop her movements.
The small size of the tomb can vaguely remind people of the small figure of the tomb owner before his death. In front of the stele, a garment, apparently cut and modified, was stiffened and neatly stacked in front of the grave.
Su Jin's eyes shrank, and he didn't dare to look at the four newly engraved big characters of "Fang Yuan's Tomb" on the stone tablet, so he only squatted down quietly beside Fang Lan, and silently took out the fruit and pastries he brought in his basket.
Fang Lan stopped her movements, but didn't look back, just silently watched her place each sacrifice, and sighed slightly.
"What else are you doing in this weather?"
"Come and see Xiao Yuan," Su Jin lowered his eyes and sniffled, "I'll go back to Beijing tomorrow, and I won't be able to catch up with Qingming." β
"That's the case," Fang Lan replied lightly, "Your Excellency will have a smooth journey tomorrow." β
Su Jin said "um", and the two fell silent.
I don't know when the rain stopped, the sky was brighter, the fragrance of the earth in the air was stronger, and the raindrops on the tip of the umbrella reluctantly fell, smashing into the puddles on the ground, with a crisp sound.
Fang Lan stretched out her hand and rubbed the name on the tombstone for a moment, and the sad pain in her eyes gradually sank.
After a long time, she withdrew her cold fingers, turned her head to Su Jin and said, "Go back." β
"Okay."
Although the footsteps of the two were soft, they seemed a little abrupt in the silent mountain forest, Fang Lan stepped on the dead leaves on the ground, and suddenly heard the person behind him speak in a low voice.
"You...... Hate? β
She was stunned, looked back at Su Jin behind her, and didn't know what emotions were surging between her eyebrows for a long time.
Then she heard her own trembling voice echoing through the woods.
She saidβ
"Hate."