"Why, you and my father and daughter haven't seen each other for half a year, am I just so scared of you?"

Prime Minister Shen Cheng caught a glimpse of Shen Zhihe kneeling at his feet, his eyes were undisguised with coldness, and he opened his mouth to ask, but Shen Zhihe's heart trembled.

The sunset that dispersed the residual temperature flowed through Biwa Feiyong, day after day, and walked through this world again.

The sunset was cool and the evening breeze was cool, and finally there was a sound of wind mixed with the silence of the hidden warm pavilion, which blew away the slightest heat in the pavilion and lowered the temperature of those bluestone bricks.

"Your daughter is in awe of you, not in fear."

Shen Zhihe knelt down in a proper manner, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and then raised his eyes, he had piled all the pure goodness and panic between his eyebrows, only calling people pity.

But Prime Minister Shen only glanced at him, then walked around her to the main seat, bowed slightly, and half-curled his eyelids: "The minister, please the fourth prince." ”

He fell to the ground in a deep voice, reading word by word very slowly.

"The prime minister doesn't have to be polite." Wei was shocked, with a little respect on his face.

Prime Minister Shen Cheng straightened up, sat down on one side, and then looked at Shen Zhihe, who was still in a courtesy manner, his eyes were heavy, and his fingertips were exposed under the wide sleeves of the curl, holding a Tsinghua Henghe:

"Get up, it's always a delicate look."

Some red gold shadows shone in the west window, softly wrapped Shen Zhihe's body, and raised a narrow face with a warbler, Chu Bo is Yingying Qiushui, and her cheek damage is a faint spring mountain, she got up in response, next to the round stool on the side, and only sat half according to the rules.

In front of his father, he can't make a mistake.

"Ah He is not delicate, the girl's family, this appearance is pitiful." Wei Jingqi spoke softly, unable to see his thoughts.

Prime Minister Shen Cheng tilted his head, looked at Wei Jingqi, and said in a deep voice: "The prince is right." ”

Shen Zhihe stretched out his soft bones with full self-control, and the words in his mouth popped out with his breath, ignoring Wei Jingqi's hot gaze.

She is green and mist, and there is a bay of spring water in the autumn waves, only the turbulence is quiet: "I don't know what happened when my father summoned me back with this action?" ”

Prime Minister Shen straightened up, lifted his eyelids to look at her, that gaze was deep, Shen Zhihe was too familiar, it was the prelude to the storm:

"You've been married for half a year, right?"

A heart was put to the ground, Shen Zhihe only sighed secretly Sure enough, she stiffened her jade neck, and she only wore a high bun today, and she did not wear a crown, but she still felt dull and depressed.

But she is no longer the delicate girl who is looking for the spring breeze, and she has long passed the frenzy of Shaohua's retrospectiveness.

The gaffe was the only lesson in her life.

The glass is shattered, the mirror is smashed, the sea of love is broken, and the consequences are engraved in the bones, and now I dare not say a word of arbitrariness.

"Yes." Shen Zhihe lowered his eyes and squeezed the handkerchief in his hand.

"You can't hold the power of the family, and your stomach doesn't move, but you are smart," Shen Chengxiang remained silent and changed the conversation, "It's good to save your husband and win a reputation, and you won't lose anything." ”

Shen Zhihe's fingertips were cold, and unknown thoughts surged up all over her chest in an instant, and she swallowed all the ridicule down her throat, and then opened her lips in a soft and gentle tone: "My daughter just followed your teachings." ”

"What did I teach you?" Prime Minister Shen raised his sleeves and pulled over the Spring and Autumn Period, glanced at her, and spoke clearly, "It was you who asked for the sign, but it was a little unlucky, so I had to go down." ”

The sky outside began to darken, and the sharp eyes of the two silent people in the warm pavilion were secretly churning.

Wei Jingqi raised his fan, in the end to hide his expression that was about to break.

It was obviously the hot summer of July, and there was a slight wind running through the gap in a vain attempt to sweep across Shen Zhihe's skirt, but there was not a trace of ripples.

She closed her eyes, only to feel that the slightest breeze was colder than cold:

"It's my daughter who lost her words."

Shen Zhihe's whole body was like broken ice, mashed and cut, and the sandalwood sound that followed by his side made him feel that the frost couldn't melt into it to warm her bones and blood.

"Feeling aggrieved?" Shen Chengxiang swept her abdomen, his face was blank, and he looked away, "Aren't you healthy now?" ”

Shen Zhihe put all the words in his ears, swallowed them in his stomach, chewed them carefully, and pressed all the words on his slender bones-

But in the end, she only felt ridicule and absurdity, which father in the world only understated Anyu after all the incidents?

But Shen Zhihe didn't refute it, just Qian's head, which was humble and obedient engraved in his bones.

But if you have been trampled on your backbone for a long time, you will also have selfish intentions.

Shen Zhihe took away all his expressions, and let the settlement of sixteen threads at the tip of his heart turn into a chrysalis: "Thank you for your father's care." ”

"Prime Minister," Wei Jingqi's throat infarction gradually dissipated, he opened his mouth and looked at Shen Chengxiang sideways, "Is there a big problem with your wife?" ”

"After a day of tossing, it can be regarded as stable." Prime Minister Shen retracted the sharpness of his eyes and made a respectful appearance, "Thank you very much for the miracle doctor you found." ”

"Why don't you say thank you, the prime minister has also helped me a lot." Wei Jingqi accepted the jade fan, his eyes flowed, and his voice fell.

His gaze swept over Shen Zhihe on the other end, secretly with a sense of comfort.

Shen Zhihe's untied broken hair swept her cheeks and itched again, her palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat, she turned her head to look at her father: "Why did my grandmother suddenly have a bad illness?" When she received the letter, her daughter was so frightened. ”

"Your mother-in-law's illness has been repeated over the years, and she has contracted a cold in the summer, and she has become even more sick." Prime Minister Shen rarely looked at her squarely, "That's why you held on when you got married." ”

"Mother-in-law's kindness, daughter's heart." Shen Zhihe's voice is very light, like spring water melting snow, little by little, inch by inch, melting water.

When she was picked up back that year, she was almost the laughing stock of the entire Huai'an, and she was a prime minister who was recognized as having a deep affection and did not even have a concubine, but his wife Jiang gladly agreed to record her illegitimate daughter in the name of her lineage.

Even the Jiang family, the illustrious Earl's Palace, felt ridiculous.

The mother-in-law, Jiang, seemed to pin all her feelings for her war, death, and son on her, and didn't mind her husband's concealment at all.

"If you keep it in mind, you should go and serve the sick."

Prime Minister Shen got up, no longer looked at her, and turned to Wei Jingqi: "Prince, please move to the study." ”

(There is still half of it, almost showing a break, and it was sent first)