In the evening, after dealing with the matter at hand, Feng Yuxuan sat alone in the study quietly for a while, thinking about things in a distraction. When things were figured out, he blew out the candle and walked out of the house.

The night wind was a little biting cold, and he gathered his coat and walked towards Yang's residence by the faint gauze lamp under the corridor. He hadn't even been to his wife once since he had been back, and the road seemed to have become unfamiliar, and it even felt very long to walk.

At this time, the night was getting darker, and the candle in Yang's room was still lit, obviously not sleeping at the moment. Feng Yuxuan climbed the stairs without knocking on the door, and after standing silently at the door for a while, he gently pushed it away, and what he saw was Yang who was sitting in front of the charcoal basin embroidering.

Yang raised her eyes when she heard the sound of the door, her eyes froze, obviously surprised by Feng Yuyu's arrival without warning, but her expression did not show joy. This made Feng Yuxuan feel a little disappointed, but he also knew that Yang's temperament had always been indifferent, and he didn't feel anything, so he walked straight inside.

Yang quickly returned to his previous blandness, skillfully put down the needle and thread in his hand, and got up: "Official, what is the so-called matter of coming here so late?" ”

Tonight's Feng Yuyu looked much gentler, he turned his head to look at Yang, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "What?" Can't I come to you if I'm fine? ”

"Official, please be seated." Yang's face was calm, and he didn't answer Feng Yuxuan's interesting question, but just pointed to the stool beside him. Tonight's Fengyu Jue made her quite uncomfortable, as if she had changed person, but she didn't show her doubts on her face.

Feng Yuxuan sat down on the stool, picked up the embroidery on the table, which had been more than half completed, carefully studied it for a while, raised his head and fell on Yang's soft gaze: "Why did this mandarin duck stop embroidering one?" Wouldn't it be lonely to add another one? ”

"There is nowhere to add, the officials have also seen it, the scenery next to the mandarin duck has been embroidered, and the blank space needs to be left for the landscape." Yang's words were half indifferent to her, but they were telling the truth, and there was no room for another one in that picture.

Feng Yuyu put down the embroidery bandage in his hand and pointed to the stool behind Yang: "You can sit too." This one can't be embroidered, so it's better to embroider another one, I'm missing a purse. ”

"Since there is a shortage of officials, then I will start to do it for the officials tomorrow." Yang's eyes were as quiet as a windless lake, so that Feng Yuxuan could not detect a trace of superfluous emotions.

Feng Yuyu looked at Yang's still beautiful and elegant face, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Our husband and wife haven't gotten along well for a year or two, we've known each other for more than 20 years, and now we've been married for seven or eight years, and we're also old husbands and wives, you don't have to be so polite to me, we have always seemed too estranged, haven't we?" ”

Under Feng Yuxuan's gaze, Yang made a bowl of tea for him, and slowly spoke: "The water for making this tea is the early summer tender lotus dew collected by my maid, and the officials will taste it." Time flies a little faster, but time has changed, and the two of us don't seem to change, so it's a kind of fulfillment. ”

"Well, this tea is good. After all these years, don't you want to change something between us? Our relationship as husband and wife should be better. Feng Yuyu put down the teacup and got up, stood opposite Yang, and looked down at the person in front of him with lowered eyebrows.

Feng Yuyu stretched out a hand to clasp Yang's waist, and took advantage of the situation to take her into his arms, and in this way, he took her into his arms and leaned forward to his own body.

Yang's astonishment only lasted for a moment, and then he returned to normal, and he didn't look at Feng Yuxuan, but he didn't feel sad or happy, and he stood there with his hands behind his back to support the table behind him. She is like a living wooden person, although she has sense, she does not resist.

A shallow smile tugged at the corner of Feng Yuxuan's mouth, and he raised his other hand to hook Yang's chin and slowly lifted it, forcing Yang to look at him.

The two people who were close at hand were both talking, and Feng Yuxuan and Yang looked at each other for a long time, and finally slowly lowered their heads. However, just as he was about to press Yang's lips, Yang calmly turned his face away, lowered his eyebrows, and the end of his line of sight was the hem of Fengyuyu's robe.

Yang said flatly: "It's not early, the officials should go back to the room to rest early." ”

"What? You don't want to? You know, it's been so long since I came back from Qiantang, and I haven't been to any of the other rooms. Being rejected, Feng Yuyu felt quite puzzled at that moment, but then figured it out again, and also explained.

He thought that Yang was complaining about him, and he never cared about her, so now he didn't even want to do things with him, just to vent his dissatisfaction and make him petty. He also thinks that the Yang family actually still cares about him, but he just doesn't say it, otherwise he won't think about him in everything, and he is willing to go to prison to save his other woman for him. This kind of love is just like he is for Li Pian'er, so he not only did not feel unhappy when he was rejected, but also felt more guilty about Yang, and wanted to live a good life with Yang in the future.

Yang pushed Feng Yuxuan back two steps, distanced himself from him, shook his head and said, "No, it's just that today's menstrual affairs are just right, and your body is still a little unwell, so it is really not suitable to serve the officials, so as not to dirty things to dirty you." The official should go to the other sisters. ”

"Do you really want me to go somewhere else? Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'm staying with you. If you are not feeling well, rest early. There is still a long time to come, so don't blame yourself for it. Feng Yuxuan looked at the silent Yang, the smile on his lips was deep, and what he said was some comforting words.

Yang was led by him towards the embroidery bed, and blew out a few candles along the way. Yang became more and more confused, tonight this man was unusual, as if he had changed a person, she only felt that she couldn't see through him more and more, maybe she never saw through it, just because she had never seriously understood him, too lazy to understand.

She cares about the affairs of the house, and keeps everything in order, which is only her duty, and it is a responsibility. She saved the Zhang family, but she just pitied the Zhang family, and to put it bluntly, all these things have nothing to do with Feng Yuxuan. Tonight, she wanted to use the menstrual incident as an excuse to rush out of the house, but this person didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he kept saying that he wanted to stay with her, which made her puzzled.

This time, although Feng Yuyu spent the night in Yang's room, nothing happened to the two. However, even so, in the eyes of outsiders, everything is different, and his concubines are red-eyed.

There was still no clue about the murder of Nazhuang in the house, and the government hastily closed the case on the grounds of suicide without any progress.

In this way, the house seems to have returned to calm, but this calm is only on the surface, no one can predict how much turmoil there will be inside, even Li Pian'er knows that there are many women in the right and wrong, so no matter how playful she is on weekdays, she will rarely leave Feng Yaojue's side.

A few more days passed like this, and Feng Yuxuan still stayed at Yang's place night and night, and Yang used different excuses to shirk the joy with Feng Yuxuan every time. And Feng Yuyu never doubted it, he was obedient to her, after all, he had already promised in his heart that he would take responsibility like Feng Yaojue and treat his wife well.

The weather was fine in the afternoon of this day, and Li Pian'er took Feng Yaojue to wander around the house, and happened to see Yang sitting on a wooden bench by the lake as a female celebrity. There was no maid by Yang's side, and she was lonely, which made Li Pian'er feel strange and lonely, so she asked Feng Yaojue to go back first, and she walked to the place where Yang's was.

"Sister Yang, don't you feel lonely sitting here alone?" Li Pian'er raised her hand to block the sunlight shining on her eyes and walked in front of Yang.

When Yang heard this, he paused the embroidery needle in his hand, raised his eyes and smiled gently at Li Pian'er: "It's Sister Pian'er, sit here." I've rarely seen you here. ”

Li Pian'er sat down on the wooden bench beside Yang, pointed to the silk cloth in Yang's hand and asked, "Sister Yang, this is an embroidered peony, right?" It's so exquisite, but I don't know what to do with this cloth after it's embroidered? ”

"This is a purse made with the official, and that night he saw that I was embroidering, so he mentioned it, saying that he was missing a purse, and I was just idle." At this time, when facing Li Pian'er, the Yang family had a more friendly attitude and patiently answered Li Pian'er's questions. It's just a mandarin duck purse that Feng Yu wanted, she didn't do it after all, but changed the pattern to a peony that symbolizes wealth.

Li Pian'er propped her elbows on her legs, held a small face and tilted her head to look at Yang, and only after a while did she speak: "Sister Yang, I feel that you are so good, I have never seen such a generous person as you." He has done this to you, and you are willing to embroider a purse for him, I think, you must like him very much, right? I heard that you are childhood sweethearts! It's a pity that he doesn't know how to cherish. To tell the truth, if Feng Yaojue had married so many concubines, I would have mopped him to death with a kitchen knife, and it would have been a hundred. ”

Yang's hands were still busy living, and when he heard Li Pian'er's words, he couldn't help laughing, his smile was short, but he returned to his usual calm in an instant, and his tone contained a layer of sadness that Li Pian'er couldn't hear: "It's not generosity, but insensitivity, childhood sweethearts are just good." "No love for him. The last few words, she didn't say in front of Li Pian'er after all.

Yang's original marriage to Feng Yuyu was the words of her parents, although she and Feng Yuyu were old acquaintances of the same classmates, but the relationship was not good enough to be heart-to-heart, just acquaintances, relatively shallow.

The relationship between the two was set by the old man Feng and Yang's father before his death, one is a scholarly family, and the other is a merchant family.

Therefore, her opposition was useless, and in the end, even though the old man Feng had died, she still sat in the sedan chair that went to the Feng family, and became Feng Yuyu's wife and his first woman.