Late at night.

After the afternoon rainstorm, the sky was as blue as a wash, and by dusk the clouds were already gorgeous, when the bright moon hung high on the branches of the trees, and the occasional evening breeze blew, blowing the hearts of the people at ease, and the bones were cool.

Range Rover Courtyard was as calm as ever, in front of the table under the jumping lights, Su Qingcheng looked at the scroll with his left hand, and held the pen and ink in his right hand, and the lines of words seemed to jump, so that he couldn't read a word from the time he came back in the afternoon.

The scene of returning from the same car in the afternoon kept flashing in his mind, and he still seemed to be able to feel the temperature on the tips of his fingers.

Hearing the knock on the door, Su Qingcheng suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the snow-white rice paper in his hand, and found that the same three words were densely written on it-He Ling'er.

The amber pupils shrank sharply, and his face suddenly became uncomfortably hot, as if he was dealing with a flood beast, Su Qingcheng crumpled the rice paper into a ball and threw it on the ground.

He has had enough of the tragic childhood caused by his father's amorous love since he was a child, so he will never let his children repeat the mistakes of the past.

Looking down slightly, you can see the sachet hanging on her waist, this sachet is sewn by Du Nianyu with a needle and a thread, and the spices in it are also carefully selected by her, the taste is clear, and he has always liked it. took off the sachet and put it in the palm of his hand to take a closer look, and the mandarin ducks side by side on it seemed to be laughing at his amorous eyes.

Holding the sachet tightly in his hand, Du Nianyu is his responsibility, and he is the person he promised to live without being disappointed for the rest of his life. He couldn't continue to indulge his feelings for Jiang Cailing. There was a determined look in his eyes, so from now on, he would cut off other times with Jiang Cailing except for necessary things.

The knock on the door sounded again, and Du Nianyu's gentle voice sounded outside the door, "Qingcheng, I heard that you poured rain today, so I specially boiled some chicken soup." ”

Hearing Du Nianyu's voice, Su Qingcheng couldn't tell what kind of emotions he was in his heart, some confused, some weak, and even a little disappointed, who was he waiting for.

"Come in."

With a "squeak" sound of pushing the door, Du Nianyu walked in with a delicate red lacquer carved wooden box, the black green silk coiled behind his head, and a light pink Luo skirt lined his face like white jade.

Su Qingcheng closed the scroll with a smile on his face, "I have wronged you in the past few days, and when I finish these things, I will take you to the outside of the house to relax." ”

"Qingcheng, you know that I didn't come because I heard this." Du Nianyu put the food box on the table, and Xian Xianyu took out the casserole inside with a handkerchief, "I heard that you took over the crown prince in charge of the Great Zhou envoys, and I know that you have been very busy recently, I can take care of myself." It's you, you don't know how to rest when it's raining, I made chicken soup with my own hands, and you drink some to go to the cold. ”

Du Nianyu's expression is as gentle as before, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are covered with a layer of mist, and the tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes seems to be able to rub out water, which makes people feel pity when they look at it.

The celadon bowl is filled with steaming chicken soup, the mellow fragrance suddenly overflows the study, the chicken has been boiled soft and glutinous, the milky white oil shiny chicken soup looks at it makes people appetite, sprinkled with a little coriander and green onions, with the grains of crystal rice, it is a must in the world.

After taking a sip, his lips and teeth were full of lush fragrance, and his throat couldn't help but let out a comfortable admiration, Su Qingcheng sighed with emotion: "Nianyu's craftsmanship is getting better and better. ”

In many commoner families, most of the women's husband's skills are cooking. Du Nianyu was the queen's big palace maid in the palace, and naturally her fingers did not touch the spring, and later she learned the cooking skills of Su Qingcheng in order to tie it.

A hint of comfort flashed in his eyes, and when he saw the messy paper ball on the ground, he leaned over and picked it up, wanting to gather it in one place. But when her fingers just picked up the paper ball, she saw Su Qingcheng get up instantly and take the paper ball away rudely as if she had been touched against the scales.

Du Nianyu was frightened by Su Qingcheng, since he met, he had never been so impatient with her, so he maintained his movements just now and did not move for a while, looking at Su Qingcheng with a pair of beautiful eyes and some aggrieved and surprised.

Su Qingcheng knew that his behavior had frightened the other party, so he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead, looking extremely tired. Holding the paper ball in the palm of his hand, he opened his lips apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was a little excited just now." ”

Du Nianyu narrowed his eyes, there was no resentment on his face, he walked behind Su Qingcheng gently, stretched out his slender finger to Su Qingcheng's forehead in the room, and rubbed it gently as usual, no one spoke, except for the sound of the candle bursting, the room was exceptionally quiet.

For a long time, Du Nianyu's soft and sad voice came from above her head, "It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds." ”

This is one of the sentences that Zhuo Wenjun wrote to Sima Xiangru at the beginning, and the next sentence is - Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decided to break with each other.

The soft voice sounded again, like the wind blowing a mountain stream, with the lightness of the stream, "Qingcheng, if you don't like me one day, you must tell me, I am not a resentful shrew, my dead face will definitely entangle you, you and I are good to get together and disperse, and it is not a good thing to live up to the previous beauty." ”

This relationship should be a long-term stay, if you are ruthless, I will leave.

Su Qingcheng saw the first snow in Luoyang that day, and a young girl with smart eyebrows drove away the group of scoundrels. But he didn't know why, he always couldn't match the girl in his memory with Du Nianyu, maybe Du Nianyu was too weak and kind, or maybe the time passed too long, enough for a person to change.

On the contrary, Jiang Cailing, the longer she gets along with her, the closer she gets to the girl in her memory, and even the feeling of heartbeat is the same as at the beginning.

He can't go on like this, he can't continue to make excuses for his abuse, it will only make him look down on himself. Su Qingcheng's eyebrows furrowed a deep Sichuan character, he was thinking nonsense again, Nianyu was the person at the beginning, but he had been in the palace for many years, and his temperament had become gentle, and his body had become weak after being soaked in the cold pool for three days and three nights.

Yes, that's right. Su Qingcheng turned around and grabbed Du Nianyu's hand, tilted his head and said to Du Nianyu, "Nianyu, I will do what I promise you, and I will never lose it." ”

Never lose. Su Qingcheng read it again in his heart, as if he was making a warning to his heart.

Du Nianyu had a sweet smile on her face when she heard this, but there were thousands of emotions in her heart. After so many years, he still likes the woman in his memory, but her companionship in the past four years can't exchange his sincerity, only a promise that will never be disappointed.

He never said that he loved her, only promised that she would always be good to her and never be negative. This is what she wanted when she was desperate in the first place, and a lifetime of shelter was already a luxury for her. But the desires of the human heart will not be satisfied, since she was tempted by Su Qingcheng, what she wants is to really get Su Qingcheng's heart.

Du Nianyu's heart moved, she knew Su Qingcheng's weakness, his weakness was all the injustices he suffered in the Chu Palace when he was a child, so he would be different from other men's thoughts of three wives and four concubines, and wanted to stay with one person until he was white, and the children born were only young and young, and there would be no more intrigue and deceit in the backyard.

What if, she gave birth to Su Qingcheng's child?

Du Nianyu put his hand on Su Qingcheng's neck, buried his face in the neck socket, and said in a low voice, "It's me who is not good, I can't help you get hegemony and I'm always cranky." But I really feel that since I came to Nan'an, you and I have become more and more estranged...... It's been four months since we got married, and you haven't touched me for a long time. ”

Su Qingcheng took pity on her body before, and promised that she would not cross it before the Ming Media was married, and she had always maintained her virgin body. However, in the past four months, Su Qingcheng has not touched her, even if she stays in Biyuntian, she is just lying on the same bed.

Du Nianyu put some aphrodisiac tonic in the chicken soup, which already had an aphrodisiac effect, Sakura's soft lips gently rubbed Su Qingcheng's earlobe, and her voice was full of love, "Qingcheng, I want a child, our child." ”

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At the same time, most of the people in the courtyard had already fallen asleep, and it seemed a little quiet.

There was a small lamp dyed in the room, which shone dimly in the room, and there was a quiet silence with the green smoke curling in the incense burner.

The wound on Jiang Cailing's neck didn't feel pain at first, but after rubbing the medicine of the house doctor, she felt a severe pain, and sometimes she would cramp when she was short of breath. She knew how to heal, and she knew that this prescription was not harmful, so she asked the doctor what was going on, and the doctor only said that this prescription did not have a strong effect, probably because the skin and flesh of the neck were more delicate than the skin in other places.

The medicine in the pain relief powder and the ingredients of the medicine prescribed by the government doctor were somewhat compatible, so Jiang Cailing could only endure the hot pain in her neck, trying to concentrate on doing something to divert her attention.

Sitting in front of the table, Gu Jiming's fragile appearance flashed in his mind, and the blood he coughed up seemed to cut her skin, and the throbbing pain in his heart was suffocating. The nose gradually felt sour, thinking that the incomparable Gu Xiang could attract infinite reverie with a wave of his sleeves.

Zhilan Yushu, Lang Yan is unique.

It was also the man she put on the tip of her heart, she once thought that as long as he was willing to smile at herself, she would feel satisfied, but she would never have dreamed that Gu Jiming would become the sick Pu Liu she is now because of saving her.

Hand wash gradually clenched into a fist, and when she found out who killed her in her previous life, she must hit back the pain that Gu Jiming suffered a thousand times more on that person, so that person knows what life is better than death.

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