All night, Zhou Jingrong spent the whole night in a trance, repeatedly thinking about the meaning of the word concubine.

It is the rule of this world that a man can have three wives and four concubines, the norm of this society, and the convention of people here.

Zhou Jingrong is thinking about a question, in such a social environment, should she stick to her principles, or should she conform to the rules of this era?

It is true that emotionally speaking, even women who were brainwashed in ancient times would not like their husbands to have other women at the same time in their marital state.

But intellectually speaking, each world has different rules, and since she already lives here, she should follow the rules of society here.

Zhou Jingrong sighed heavily, and suddenly felt a little confused.

In her dictionary, there is no such thing as a concubine. But in Fu Yunshen's dictionary, maybe this is a normal thing.

Look, this is the unavoidable reality of their relationship, different social environments will form different ideologies, so that two people have completely different ways of understanding and dealing with the same problem.

She pondered this difficult question while carelessly packing up the bookcase.

The bookcase was cluttered and stacked with a lot of things, including her usual painting tools and books to read, as well as invalid drawings and calligraphy notebooks. She was about to throw away the useless things, and was packing them up, when she suddenly found a piece of paper and a book.

Zhou Jingrong unfolded the book and found that it was written when she reached a tacit understanding with Fu Yunshen before, in case of emergency, but she didn't expect it to appear again at this time, is it a mistake, or is it a foreshadowing?

Zhou Jingrong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard Yayi's voice outside: "The second master is back, go and serve the sobering soup." ”

Zhou Jingrong put down the things in his hand and walked a few steps outside, staring in the direction of the door, with unconscious worry in his eyes. But until Yayi brought in the decanting soup, she didn't see Fu Yunshen.

Zhou Jingrong asked, "What about others?" ”

Yayi put the decanting soup on the mahogany Eight Immortals table and replied, "The second master has gone to the clean room." ”

As soon as Fu Yunshen came back, he hurriedly took a cold shower, washed off the wine all over his body, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Jingrong sitting at the table, his demure face was covered with a thin layer of dark shadows by the shadowy lights, and his face was shy.

Beauty under the lamp, nothing more than that.

Zhou Jingrong heard the voice, looked up, and saw that it was Fu Yunshen, so he stood up. Fu Yunshen stepped forward quickly and hugged her into his arms.

Zhou Jingrong's body leaned back, but Fu Yunshen deliberately approached her: "I washed it, I didn't smell any alcohol at all, I don't believe you smell it." ”

He had the frost of the night outside, the tips of his hair were wet, exuding the cool air of cold water, only the slightly hot breath of his mouth and nose came to his face, full of refreshing honey locusts that replaced the smell of wine, and he didn't look like he had drunk wine at all.

Zhou Jingrong frowned slightly, and her tone was slightly reproachful: "What season is it, and you still take a cold shower?" ”

Fu Yun smiled deeply: "I'm afraid that you will dislike me and be full of alcohol, so you won't give me a hug." ”

Zhou Jingrong was stunned, reached out and picked up the hangover soup on the table and handed it to him: "Drink it." ”

Fu Yunshen didn't answer, he still hugged her tightly, and said slimyly: "You feed me." ”

Zhou Jingrong glanced at him, pulled his arm off his waist, stuffed the soup bowl into his hand, and turned into the inner room.

Fu Yunshen followed her and took a few steps forward, and a few drops of the soup in his hand spilled out. He paused, tilted his head and drank the hangover soup, and casually placed the empty bowl on the bookcase beside him. Lowering his eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few eye-catching big words: and leave the book.

"What is this?" Fu Yunshen grabbed the piece of paper, and the soup bowl that was holding the corner of the paper was thrown aside, and slid down with a grunt, making intimate contact with the ground.

Zhou Jingrong raised his eyes and looked over, without much fluctuation in his expression, and responded lightly: "He Lishu, written before." ”

Fu Yun pinched the book deeply, but the thin piece of paper weighed like a thousand catties, making him so hard that his joints turned white, and his nervous voice trembled: "I wrote it before, why did I take it out again?" ”

Fu Yunshen's excited expression made Zhou Jingrong's heart tighten, and explained: "Pack up your things, pack up your ......."

"Cleaned up?" Fu Yunshen raised his voice abruptly, his whole body tensed, with a hint of anger: "In that case, why don't you throw away this useless thing, and what do you keep it for?" ”

As he spoke, he tore up the piece of paper with the unsightly word "Heli" to shreds.

Zhou Jingrong felt that Fu Yunshen's anger was inexplicable, and she was immediately enraged.

She stood up and walked over to him: "Fu Yunshen, are you questioning me?" Why? I'm the one who should be questioned, shouldn't you explain about the concubine? ”

Fu Yunshen's action of tearing the paper stopped suddenly, slowly raised his head to look at Zhou Jingrong, and suddenly laughed, his smile was very strange, with seven points of anger and three points of pathos: "So, did you hear that I want to take a concubine, so you found out the book of harmony, and planned to break up with me?" ”

Zhou Jingrong was angry, didn't she already explain that the book was an old thing that was cleaned up, and what did it have to do with taking a concubine? Or does he think he can take a concubine, but she can't choose to leave because of this?

In her opinion, when he had the idea of taking a concubine, he was already mentally cheating, and he had already entered the ranks of scumbags, so he should be spurned, okay, why should he lose his temper with her?

The more Zhou Jingrong thought about it, the more angry she became, she didn't bother to explain, and said angrily: "So what? ”

Fu Yunshen didn't have time to diverge all his emotions, he was instantly shattered by these four words, a sense of powerlessness entangled his limbs, a trace of bitterness spread across his lips, and his voice became stagnant: "I learned that I want to take a concubine, you actually reacted like this, do you have me in your heart?" ”

If she cared about him, shouldn't she be angry and jealous after hearing that he was going to take a concubine, and angrily ask him not to think about other women except her? How can you prepare and leave the book without saying a word, so calm and rational, and resolutely withdraw at any time, without a trace of nostalgia.

Like, she didn't love him at all.

Zhou Jingrong looked at Fu Yunshen in astonishment, she originally thought that asking the question of "do you love me" is a girl's patent, but she didn't expect Fu Yunshen to say it first, can you not always rob her lines?

Zhou Jingrong replied angrily: "Then what should I do?" Beating gongs and drums to celebrate that he has one more sister? ”

After she finished speaking, she ignored Fu Yunshen anymore, walked back to the bed, threw off her shoes and sat on the bed sulking.

Fu Yunshen stood silently in place for a while, then turned around and walked slowly towards the door.

It wasn't until she heard the sound of the door closing that Zhou Jingrong bounced up from the bed, stepped on the cold ground barefoot, and looked at the empty room in disbelief.

Fu Yunshen is gone?! He didn't come to coax her, he just left!

Zhou Jingrong wasn't so angry at first, but now he was angry by Fu Yunshen's actions, and picked up something casually and smashed it in the direction of the door.

Fu Yunshen, your uncle!

The inexplicable aggrieved emotions spread in the body, and a tear fell unexpectedly. Zhou Jingrong rubbed her eyes fiercely, despising herself in her heart, she was useless!

She huffed back into bed, covered with a quilt over her head, and slept!

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is like frost.

Fu Yunshen lay on the hard and cold bench in the study, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Zhou Jingrong didn't come to him, as he expected. I want to know, with her stubborn temper, how can she take the initiative to bow her head, what is he looking forward to?

Fu Yunshen was depressed in his heart, and he regretted his childish actions just now.

He should have explained it first, he didn't want a concubine at all. It turned out that at the Luming banquet, an official wanted to marry him, and after learning that he already had a wife, he proposed to give him the daughter of the family as a concubine. He had already refused, but somehow there were rumors that he was going to take a concubine.

If he hadn't seen the paper and the book, he should have made it clear to her, but as soon as he saw the word Heli and thought that she was going to leave him, he was so angry that he lost his mind.

God knows how uneasy he is, he always feels that Zhou Jingrong is like a wisp of wind, she can't catch it or touch it, she can come when she wants, leave when she wants, no one can stop her, and no one can keep her.

The feeling of losing her at any time made him suffer from gains and losses, and he was extremely insecure, and the book of harmony magnified the uneasiness in his heart and made him lose control.

Fu Yunshen patted his head in annoyance, blaming himself for not being able to hold his breath.

Even if she is ready to leave at any time, as long as he does well enough, wouldn't it be good not to give her a chance to leave, why quarrel with her? What if she gets angry and really leaves?

Fu Yun thought about it deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more upset and irritable he became, so he stood up and strode towards the room in the main courtyard.

Xian Ge knew that Fu Yunshen had gone to sleep in the study, so he took the initiative to keep vigil for Zhou Jingrong.

Fu Yunshen couldn't wipe his face to let people know that he left in a bad mood, and took the initiative to come back in the middle of the night, so he didn't go to the front door, but went around to the back window, opened the window and jumped in.

In the middle of the night, sneaking up on the window of his room, he is also the first person in history, right?

Fu Yunshen despised himself, and walked lightly to the bed, and by the moonlight, he saw Zhou Jingrong's sleeping face.

Fu Yunshen's heart is even more depressed, this little conscienceless person hurts his angry heart and liver, but he sleeps sweetly!

Fu Yunshen leaned down, kissed her cherry lips as if angry, and bit it hard.

"Hmm." Zhou Jingrong let out a sigh in her sleep, and Fu Yunshen took the opportunity to pry open her teeth.

Zhou Jingrong was dreaming of eating roast rabbit, and the tender rabbit meat was delivered to her mouth, she grinded her teeth, and bit down with a whimper.

"Sss Fu Yunshen suddenly felt a rusty smell spread in his mouth, and the sharp pain from the tip of his tongue made his eyes fill with tears.

Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, isn't it tailor-made for him?