Banzhi obediently knelt at Mrs. Cen's feet, and kowtowed as if he was grateful. The voice is soft, shy and timid.

Before Mrs. Cen could react, Cen Xijun saw this scene clearly.

"Mother!"

Cen Xijun threw down the curtain and frowned, his face was really ugly.

"Why are you here? I didn't say I wanted to see you. ”

When Mrs. Cen heard the voice, she looked at Cen Xijun, who had broken in on her own initiative, and turned her face away as if she was angry, mercilessly.

"Mother, you have been sick for a long time, and my son is not at ease, so I have to come and see you."

Cen Xijun was turned away for many days, although every time the doctor finished the treatment, he would go to inquire, and he also knew Mrs. Cen's condition in his heart, but he could not feel at ease until he saw it with his own eyes.

Therefore, today he has come to visit his mother, and he has also come to confess his mistakes.

"So you still have my mother in your heart? I thought it was only that Yu Jin! ”

Mrs. Cen was obviously still thinking about the events of that day, and Cen Xi's words persuaded her, but she never gave him face.

"Mother, that day...... It was the son's fault, the son's obsession and his failure to live up to his mother's kindness. ”

Cen Xi knelt down suddenly, his face was still condensed, but his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere.

It's late July now, and Cen Xijun has been paying attention to the movements at the other end of Yu Mansion, and has tried to contact Yu Jin. But he didn't get a reply from Yu Jin, but he knew that Yu Jin had a good conversation with that Hu Pei Gongzi.

Cen Xi's heart is complicated, and the original 'bitterness' of self-deception is now disillusioned. He thought that she was forced, he thought that she just couldn't accept this change for a while, and he even thought that even if she really hated herself, she would not marry a strange man immediately......

Cen Xijun thought about it a lot, but he never refused to include the scene in front of him into his expectations. She turned her head and fell in love with others!

"Mother, the things of that day will be done as the mother said, and the son has bothered his mother."

Cen Xijun didn't know what his psychology was, but when he came back to his senses, the words had already been spoken.

"Really? Don't you feel reluctant? ”

When Mrs. Cen heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at Cen Ximian who was kneeling on the ground, and asked with some uncertainty. After all, she also knows Cen Xijun's stubborn character very well. As long as it was a decision he had made, it would be difficult for him to change his mind, and now that it was so simple to deal with this matter, it made Mrs. Cen a little confused.

"Yes, mother, what the son says is counted, the mother is hardworking, and the son should not be disappointed."

Cen Xijun is still kneeling, even if he admits his mistakes, he is calm and moderate. His calm and self-contained appearance makes people think that he is not wrong at all.

"It's good that you know, I just asked the meaning of half a branch, since both of you agree, then you will accept half a branch......"

Mrs. Cen listened to Cen Xi's promise, and she was no longer entangled. Then they were discussing the matter of the two, but before they finished speaking, they were interrupted by Cen Ximi.

"Mother, the son has one condition. Now I am still in the filial piety period, it is not suitable to marry, if I want to take half a branch as a concubine, even if I omit etiquette, but in the end it is a taboo. In addition, the son has not yet married his wife, and if there is a concubine in the house first, I am afraid that the marriage will be difficult in the future...... In my opinion, it is better for my son to harvest half of the branch as a house, and it is not too late to talk about the rest later. ”

It was rare for Cen Xiyi to say so many words at one time, and Mrs. Cen had previously motioned for him to get up, and now he was sitting on the edge of Mrs. Cen's collapse. His expression was a little softener than before, and his thin lips, which were slightly pale, closed one by one, and said terrible words in a cold tone.

No one told Banzhi to get up, so she kept kneeling beside her, hanging her head, not listening, not looking, not thinking.

But before Cen Xi's voice fell, Banzhi couldn't help but look up at him. The man glanced at him with indifference, but Hanzhi knew that he was mocking her—mocking her for clinging to him as a slave, mocking her for kneeling for the name of a concubine in a humble manner.

So he wanted her wish to be frustrated. - Not only that, but he also badly punctured her dreams when her requests were within easy reach, and then cast mocking and contemptuous glances.

After a short look, Banzhi understood the meaning of Cen Ximi, and Cen Ximian also knew that Banzhi understood. But he didn't expect that he was wrong from the beginning - Banzhi never thought about him, and even, in Hanzhi's eyes, he was a big problem.

Therefore, he looked at the half-branch's unfluctuating eyes and the head that was lowered again, and it was rare to be a little stunned.

"This ...... Half-branched ......"

Mrs. Cen didn't pay attention to the small movements of the two, but was just embarrassed by Cen Xi's words.

She originally wanted Cen Xijun to take Banzhi as a concubine, she liked Banzhi very much, and she was anxious to let Cen Xijun take back the thoughts she put on Yu Jin, so she tried her best to promote the good things of the two, but there were many things that she didn't think about carefully. Now that Cen Xiyi mentioned it, she realized that her idea was a little ridiculous.

Cen Ximian said everything reasonably, and almost after he finished speaking, Mrs. Cen agreed with his opinion, and the current hesitation was just to make a show for Banzhi.

Mrs. Cen is not an emotionally ignorant woman, and she will not ruin Cen Xi's marriage for a half-branch, so even if she feels a little pity for half-branch in her heart, she still won't change her mind.

"Madam, the slave maid thinks that the young master is right, the slave maid's life was saved by the lady and the young master, whatever the lady and the young master say, the slave and the maid will do."

Banzhi understood Mrs. Cen, so she didn't have to wait for Mrs. Cen to continue, so she took the initiative to express her attitude.

Cen Xijun listened to Banzhi's sworn words, and couldn't help but move his gaze to her. The girl knelt for a long time, her head hung low, and she could only see half of her white and tender chin, which looked very obedient, but her thin back was straight, bringing out a momentum that would rather bend than bend.

Rather bend than bend - heh, as soon as this word came out, the irony in Cen Xi's eyes was even stronger. It's nothing more than a maid who is trying her best to cling to her master, so why insult the word.

Cen Xijun looked away, and the sense of rejection of the half-branch in his heart was even stronger.

Originally, Cen Xijun had no hostility and rejection towards Banzhi, and even sometimes it was interesting to see her smart appearance when she coaxed her mother to be happy. It's just that when Mrs. Cen asked, Banzhi was forced to make a grateful appearance, originally wanted to show Mrs. Cen, but was understood by Cen Ximi.

Originally, Mrs. Cen's simple idea of wanting someone to take care of her son's daily life also became a half-branch ill-intentioned inducement for Mrs. Cen to do this. After all, in his impression, his mother rarely interfered in the affairs of his room, and now not only did she take the initiative to stuff people, but she still stuffed half of her branches.

In the end, Cen Xijun still didn't let go of Yu Jin, and now that Yu Jin is about to get married, he can't bear the pain, and he hates the woman like Banzhi who insists on climbing him.

"That'...... So be it! Banzhi, it is me and my dependents who have wronged you, and when the time comes, I will give you some more money, which will be regarded as my dowry for you...... You follow your son well, take good care of him, and I will be the master of your position in the future. ”

Mrs. Cen was also happy to see Banzhi so discerning. Although he said that he was wronged for half a branch, the smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows did not decrease at all.

Banzhi kowtowed again and thanked him, and he only turned a deaf ear to Mrs. Cen's words. In Banzhi's opinion, she gave Cen Xi's family a room, and taking care of people can be regarded as returning the life-saving grace of the mother and son. In addition, Banzhi is no longer willing to spend a little more of his sincerity - whether it is Mrs. Cen or Cen Ximi.

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The eighth day of August

The wedding day of Miss Yu Fuchang and Hu Zhixian's eldest son.

If it is said that half a month ago, Wang Feifei and Zhang An of Zhangfu got married, then today's scene of Yufu and Zhangfu getting married is even better.

The mighty procession, like the red silk surging on the long street, is both bright and joyful, and there is no end in sight. At the front end of this red silk is the groom official riding a tall horse, and in the middle is a sedan chair held by stars and moons.

The sedan chair is the same size as the ordinary wedding sedan chair, but it is very exquisite, which is not comparable to other hundred wedding sedan chairs. The body of the sedan is made of good mahogany, and the red cloth covered by the sedan is also fifty taels of silver and one meter of flowing cloud satin, and it is also embroidered with lotus flowers, pomegranates and other excellent patterns, which are even on the sedan curtain. In order to prevent the sedan curtain from being blown up by the wind and revealing the appearance of the bride, there is also a row of pearls the size of a thumb nail at the bottom of the sedan curtain.

Xu thought of Wang Feifei and Wei Wenxin, so there were two teams of guards with knives in front and back of the sedan chair, which was majestic, and no one could rob the relatives.

Along the way, such a big pomp attracted a lot of people to watch the excitement, on both sides of the road are bustling crowds, cheers, laughter and laughter, it seems that the people of the whole Shanghai city are blessing the couple.

Cen Xiyi sat at the window of the restaurant, holding a wine glass, and looked coldly at the greeting team passing downstairs. The bright red color stabbed his eyes and almost burst into tears. But he still refused to move for half a minute, a pair of red and bloodshot eyes stared at the sedan chair tightly, and his burning eyes almost burned the entire sedan chair, so that he could take another look at Xiao Jin'er, who was thinking about it day and night.

It's just that no matter how slow the team goes, it still walks away from Cen Xi's gaze. It wasn't until he couldn't see the shadow of the sedan chair that Cen Xijun retracted his gaze, and suddenly closed his eyes and poured a big sip of wine, choking on his throat, and he didn't stop.

He really wanted to snatch her away, but he wasn't qualified to do that. In the past, Cen Xijun might have been able to take her away regardless of it, but now he is just a useless cripple! Crippled, how can you take her away......

What's more, his little Jin'er now likes Hu Pei and is willing to marry him, so even the original Cen Xi'er can only look at it like this.

……

Twilight quadrangle.

A stumbling drunk man suddenly came to the door of Cen Mansion, and the palace guard was about to step forward to drive people away, but when he got closer, he found that the person who came was Cen Xijun.

Cen Xijun drank a lot of wine, until he was delirious, he couldn't walk steadily, and he was still carrying a wine jug in his hand, and he didn't even know where he had thrown his crutches.

The two of them held Cen Xijun and wanted to send people into the courtyard, but he waved them away impatiently, and only entered the house with a cold face.

I don't know if Mrs. Cen did it on purpose, so she deliberately chose the eighth day of the eighth month of August to send half of the branch to Cen Xi's house. Banzhi was sent by the bell in the afternoon, and had been waiting for him in Cen Xi's courtyard. I waited like this all afternoon, but I didn't see Cen Xijun come back.

Banzhi didn't think that Cen Xijun could treat her, so she disagreed with Mrs. Cen's practice of letting her wait here to serve Cen Ximian to rest, but she couldn't point to Mrs. Cen's nose and say that she was dreaming, so she had to wait for him to come back obediently, scolding herself and kicking herself out, so that she could be regarded as a complete merit.

But the left waited and the right waited and didn't come, so Banzhi was a little anxious. - Cen Xihuan doesn't sleep at night, and she can sleep more tomorrow, but she can't, she has to get up early tomorrow to serve this uncle!

Half of the cheeks thought for a while, Cen Xijun is such a big person and will not get lost, but now I am afraid that because of the sadness of the moment, which corner will he shrink in and secretly feel sad. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of Cen Ximian's cold face, and she really didn't know what it was like for him to be sad, and she didn't know if he would cry or have a runny nose when he cried.

Banzhi is a very strong person, like a weed, she can survive anywhere, so it is easy to think about it when she encounters problems, as if she was still humiliated and sad because she was forced to make a house a few days ago, but now she is busy thinking about how to live peacefully under Cen Xijun's nose when she arrives in Cen Ximi's yard. Immersed in sadness for a long time, she really hasn't tried it.

Banzhi shook his head, and when the candle on the table shed ten more tears, he finally stood up and prepared to go to the door to greet Cen Ximian - yes, to welcome him. Banzhi didn't bother to find the unlucky child who ran away from home when he was sad.

Banzhi was carrying a lantern, and as soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw Cen Xijun staggering over. Half of the eyebrows were clustered, and when he was sure that it was Cen Xijun, he greeted him and helped Cen Xijun, who was almost tripped over the steps.

"You...... Why are you here! Get out of here! ”

Cen Xijun noticed a warm touch from his arm, raised his head to look at Banzhi on his side, and after seeing her appearance clearly, his drunken face immediately turned into a look of disgust, and while opening his mouth to reprimand, he wanted to reach out and knock Banzhi's hand off.

"Poof!"

A muffled sound came, but it was not the sound of Cen Xijun slapping off half of his palm, but the sound of himself falling to the ground. Banzhi pursed his lips and looked at Cen Ximian who looked like a puddle of mud on the ground, very disdainful. At the same time, he was also glad that he let go quickly, and the force of Cen Xijun's slap brought him to the ground by himself, how much it would hurt if it hit her, and Banzhi's teeth trembled when he thought about it.

"Young master, the slave doesn't want to get in the way of your eyes here, but the lady asked me to wait for you here, and the slave and maid will do what you are told, even if you are not satisfied, you will not do it."

Banzhi was afraid of Cen Xijun, but for the drunkard in front of her, she really couldn't have any fear. There are few people in Cen Xijun's courtyard, and there is not much movement at the moment, but no one has seen her so presumptuous. As for Cen Xijun, Banzhi touched his chin, looking at his appearance, he didn't know if he was in pain, and he estimated that he wouldn't be able to remember a few words tomorrow.

With this thought, Banzhi was no longer so cringe, and he was a little stiffer when he spoke.