Evening.

Xia Qingtong really came over to have dinner with Wei. When he entered the door, he found that Wei's eyes were a little red.

She could probably guess why. It's one thing to want to break, it's another thing to have heartache when you break.

I know it in my heart, but I don't say it. Xia Qingtong just laughed with Wei.

talked about Liu Mulan, who sold her the painting.

Speaking of which, although the girl was well-dressed, she had a good temperament. Born in poverty, but not humble. In particular, those eyes were extremely determined. Mother, you say, can I pick a reason to see her in the future? ”

"You like that girl?"

"yes." Xia Qingtong actually wanted to make Wei's happy: "I don't have many friends in Beijing, I think this Liu girl is very good." Mother, if I want to make friends with her, you won't object, right? ”

In fact, she doesn't have few friends in the capital, but she doesn't have good friends at all. Who made her too high-profile when she ran after Dong Jia before. offended all the nobles in Beijing who admired Dong Jia. These people, indirectly or directly, have their own small groups, and word of mouth spreads, and the reputation of the original owner is getting worse and worse. It's no wonder that there will be friends.

"How so? Heroes regardless of their origins. It's good to be happy. ”

"Thank you, mother. Mother, you're the best. ”

Looking at his daughter's simple and hearty smiling face, Wei couldn't help but think of Tian's mother's words in the afternoon.

Does she really want to reconcile?

"Mother, have you heard? Over there in the Compassion Hall, there was an afternoon of trouble. ”

It's a husband again, and a doctor again. But after kneeling for a while, the head broke, and it was as serious as if it was going to die.

"Let them go." Wei looked at his daughter and took her hand: "We don't mix." Let them go proudly. ”

"Mother, you're right to think so." Xia Qingtong actually didn't want Wei to fall into negative emotions all the time: "No matter how they make trouble, we live our own lives." ”

"Good. Mother listens to you. ”

Xia Qingtong was satisfied, and the woman was afraid that she wouldn't be able to think about it. Especially a woman who meets a scumbag.

If Wei's has been depressed, it will not be good for his health.

With Xia Qingtong here, even if Wei felt uncomfortable, he cheered up and used his meal.

rejected Xia Qingtong's proposal to sleep with her, and only let her daughter rest early.

Xia Qingtong watched Wei's face gradually calm down, and even occasionally smiled, and finally relaxed.

Hengzhi is about to reconcile and leave, so why be angry or sad about unworthy people?

As for the impact of separation, she really can't imagine it as a modern person. In modern society, if you can't get by, you will leave, the kind of thinking that you will die for your children. Completely absent from her.

When she returned to the courtyard where she lived, she didn't go to rest, but plunged into the study, and slowly spread out the picture of flowers and birds of the willow family on the desk, and watched it with satisfaction.

It is worthy of being recognized by later generations as a famous person. This painting technique is really top-notch. It's just that the lights are still a little dim, and it would be nice if they were brighter.

"Red cherry blossoms. Bring me another pair of candles. ”

Someone came in with two red candles in their hands.

Xia Qingtong opened without raising his head: "Put it on the corner of the table over there, and you can go out." ”

If she got closer, she was afraid of touching the painting.

A pair of candles were placed on both sides of the table corner, and Xia Qingtong would be able to enjoy it.

She didn't hear the sound of Red Sakura going out, and when she looked up and found that it wasn't Red Sakura on the other side of the desk, she was stunned for a moment.

Ming Yue, who was wearing a dark shirt, was standing opposite the desk with his hands behind his back at this time, staring at her expressionlessly.

Xia Qingtong: ......

The first reaction in my mind was, this moody prince His Royal Highness Mo came back at night because it was inconvenient to teach her in the carriage during the day?