"Calculated?"

Furou was puzzled, not understanding the meaning of her words.

"I'll find out about this matter, and we can only endure it for now." A tingling sensation hit her back, causing her to frown.

Duan Wangchen's slap and Wang's staff made Song Qingge wake up from the dream that he had been immersed in Duan Wangchen's shelter.

In the past, when Jiang Wanyin had not yet entered the door, she could be weak in everything, and the Wang family would also take into account that Duan Wuchen would not let her go down the steps.

But now, the only thing she can rely on is herself.

Moreover, she has no grudge against Luo Jingsheng, why does he want to harm himself like this?

At night, the door was kicked open, Duan Wangchen walked in from the outside with the smell of alcohol, Fu Rou was changing Song Qingge's clothes, and when he saw him, he hurriedly retreated to the side and called, "Master Hou..."

"Get out!"

Duan Wangchen roared.

She glanced at Song Qingge in embarrassment, Song Qingge motioned for her to stand down, and then she tiptoed out.

"You've been drinking?" Song Qingge stared at him, his eyebrows and eyes cold.

He didn't care, he stepped forward and pressed her to the edge of the bed, and his hot lips fell on her soft lips, pouting her lips domineeringly.

"Hmm..."

Song Qingge pounded his chest hard, trying to break free from his arms.

Helpless to resist him full of brute strength, he imprisoned her more and more tightly, making her unable to move. Duan Wangchen, who was filled with wine, was like crazy, and wanted to pry her lips and teeth open.

She let go of her teeth and bit down on his lip so hard that the smell of blood spread between their lips and teeth.

Duan Wangchen "Ah-" sighed, Xu is pain and became a little sober, he let go of his hand, rubbed his fingers on his thin lips, and saw the blood stains on it, "You bite me?" He asked her with a calm face.

"I'm trying to make my cousin sober." Song Qingge wiped away the remaining blood stains on the tooth marks with a silk handkerchief, and his eyes were very bright.

The drunkenness in his eyes dissipated a little, "I have endured it for so many years, even if I marry you, I will never touch you without your permission, but I didn't expect that there is still that person hidden in your heart." He approached her step by step, grabbed her arms and asked in a dumb voice, "Ah Ge, why?" Why is that? ”

His warm breath sprayed on her face, with a hint of wine, covering her still bright eyes with a shallow mist, and she choked up, "I told you, I never lied to you..."

"You're lying!" He roared, pushed her down on the bed, pointed at her and scolded, "You lied to me, all lied to me!" ”

The next moment, he stepped forward, pressed her underneath, and ripped her clothes off her with both hands.

Xiao Yunqi has become a shackle in his heart, once Song Qingge crosses half a step, it can make him go crazy and go crazy.

Song Qingge screamed, struggled, and beat him, but he was still defeated by him.

Suddenly, a stone pierced through the window railing and hit the back of Duan Wangchen's neck, causing him to faint all of a sudden. A figure departed from the window, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

When Song Qingge looked up, he only saw a small hole in the window railing.

"Miss!"

When Fu Rou and the waiter pushed the door in, Song Qingge was huddled in the corner next to the bed, burying her head in her knees and sobbing softly.

Furou ran over to soothe her.

"Master Hou..."

The waiter shook Duan Wangchen, who was lying on the bed and unconscious, but there was no movement at all.

"Help Master Hou back."

After a while, Song Qingge raised his head, and the panic on his face faded a little.

"Yes."

Only then did the waiter pick up Duan Wangchen and walk out of her house.

Fu Rou stayed by her bedside, not daring to go outside to guard.

When she fell asleep against the bedpost, Song Qingge had not closed her eyes, she reached out and touched the stone on the futon, she held the stone into her palm and tightened it a little.

On the second day, after she asked Furou to freshen up, she got into the carriage through the back door and headed for Changle Mansion.

When he arrived at Changle Mansion, the people in the mansion told Song Qingge that Luo Jingsheng was meeting the distinguished guests above the mansion and asked her to wait outside.

Seeing her bow her head, Furou turned the stones on the small table boredly, and brought a plate of pastries to her: "Miss, why don't you eat something." ”

One afternoon passed, and she still hadn't eaten a drop of water.

"I'm not hungry."

She replied lightly, without raising her head.

Fu Rou thought that she was sad for last night's incident, bit her lip and said: "Master Hou was also drunk last night, he always has a young lady in his heart, otherwise he would not have married a young lady despite the feelings of the old lady and the eldest lady." ”

"Furou, do you believe that Brother Xiao is still alive?" Her hand turning the stone stopped, and her face was complicated.

"Young Master Xiao? There was a fire that year, Master Xiao's family was trapped in the mansion, there were guards in the palace outside King Xiao's mansion, and no one could get out, you also saw the fire with your own eyes, how could Xiao Gongzi still be alive? ...”

Fu Rou was stunned, not knowing why she suddenly asked that.

"yes, a fire burned everything," she muttered.

She had been beaten on the back by Wang, and she hadn't slept well all night, so Furou took a soft cushion and asked her to lean on it and pretend to sleep.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The door of Changle Mansion was opened, and a small servant ran outside her carriage and called in a low voice: "Second lady, the son is invited." ”

"Hmm."

Only then did she open her eyes, Furou helped her out of the carriage, and the two of them followed the little maid to the house.

Walking through the sparse grass and trees, the gentle night breeze blew, blowing away some of her sleepiness. After going around for a while, the little guy stopped.

"Second lady, it's here." He bowed down.

Yu Feng stood outside the East Garden and said to her, "Childe said, let the second lady go in alone." ”

"You're waiting outside."

She told Furou to walk into the garden.

There are two lanterns hanging on the door of the moon cave, illuminating the garden with a full shadow. Luo Jingsheng was wearing a crescent-colored robe, his black hair was tied up with a brocade ribbon, and he was pouring tea with his head down.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head to look at her, and a gleam covered his bottomless eyes in the past, "Here it is." This voice seemed to know that she would come to him today.

"Why are you hurting me?"

It's a pity that Song Qingge stood in front of him and opened his mouth to question.

Cutting water, with a coldness in his eyes.

He put down the teapot in his hand and presented the teacup to her: "The second lady is here to ask for sin?" ”

"I only want to ask you, I have no grievances with you, why do you calculate me like this?" She furrowed her brow, her eyes fixed on him.

"For you are a guilty man, and you are not worthy to live well in this world!" A mist rose from the hot tea in front of him, enveloping his angry face at the moment.

Song Qingge was stunned, "If it weren't for my cousin, I wouldn't have met you at all." ”

"Really? Does the second lady remember this? He bowed his head, took off the yellow satin purse he wore around his waist, and raised it in front of her.