On the dark long street, only two lonely shadows overlapped each other, overlapping and slowly moving forward.

"Senior brother, it's coming soon." This time, Luojingsheng was not an attack of cold disease, but the internal force upwelled and injured the body, so it was good to go back and slowly recuperate. But Yun Wu's heart was very nervous, and he always felt that something was about to be ungraspable.

As soon as Yu Feng saw Luo Jingsheng, he understood what was going on, and helped Yun Wu help him back to Guan Ju Pavilion. When he waited for the falling Jingsheng to exit the house, he saw that she was holding the box of peach blossom cakes in her hand and was about to fall to the ground. He immediately ran forward and snatched it from her hand, "Miss, don't do it! ”

"You give it to me!"

She took a step forward, trying to snatch it back from him.

"This is the most important thing that Childe values, if you fall like this, Childe will be very sad when he wakes up." He stood in front of her, pleading with her, his face full of worry.

"Humph!"

She gritted her teeth and ran down the Guan Ju Pavilion with a cold snort.

Yufeng's hand holding the peach blossom cake tightened, and carefully protected the peach blossom cake in his hand.

For several days, Duan Wangchen stayed in Zhuyun Garden, and Jiang Wanyin lay on the soft couch for several days, and he couldn't even see his shadow.

She dragged her sick body to Zhuyun Garden, and saw Duan Wangchen practicing calligraphy with Song Qingge.

Speaking of which, Song Qingge's ability to write well depends on Duan Wuchen. He writes well and has an honorary court.

At this moment, he was holding Song Qingge's hand in his hand, standing behind her, his two hands folded together and moving gently. Song Qingge lowered his head, his expression focused and serious. Duan Wangchen leaned against her slightly, and the tip of his nose touched her green silk.

"Husband..."

Finally, she couldn't help but scream.

If she doesn't break this ambiguous scene in front of her, I'm afraid that she will vomit blood and die.

"You don't recuperate well in the Autumn Garden, what are you doing here?" Duan Wangchen raised his eyes to look at her, with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Jiang Wanyin was stunned, her expression was stunned for a moment, the man in front of her was her husband, a husband who wouldn't even look at her when she was sick for several days, a husband who she couldn't get a trace of warmth from her heart and lungs.

"I've been sick for days, why don't you even look at me?" In the end, she was still unwilling, so she wanted to ask him.

"Am I going to see you when you're sick?" He looked down and asked her.

"I'm your wife, the main room." She thought about it, and then pointed to Song Qingge and added, "And she is just a concubine." ”

Song Qingge's eyebrows moved, and the hand holding the pen stopped.

Duan Wangchen noticed her abnormality, took out the pen in her hand and put it aside, "Yes, it's true that she is a concubine, but I have always loved her." ”

He took Song Qingge into his arms and held her hand.

"Then why did you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to propose marriage, why did you marry me?" Jiang Wanyin let Rue Xiang hold herself and walked in front of him, wanting to see the expression on his face.

Duan Wangchen protected Song Qingge behind him and asked Furou to support her. Then, he turned his head to look at Jiang Wanyin, "You came to quarrel with me today?" ”

"Yin'er never wanted to quarrel with you, but you never wanted to go to the Autumn Garden to look at me." The loss she had been in the past few days had filled her heart, and the intimate scene between the two of them just now stung her eyes, causing the loss that had accumulated in her heart to overflow and turn into anger.

"To see you? How many times have you framed Ah Ge since you entered the mansion, and you have separated my relationship with her again and again, and now you still have the face to come here and ask me why I didn't take a look at you? ”

Duan Wangchen looked at her with blazing eyes, and there was no trace of affection in his words.

Jiang Wanyin froze for a moment, and then her eyes were full of panic, she smiled and grabbed his hand, "I did this all because I liked you too much." Her voice began to choke, "Yin'er, Yin'er can't see that you are so good to your sister, you should belong to me alone, you belong to me alone..."

Duan Wangchen pushed her hand away, a trace of impatience appeared on his face, "I have always belonged to Ah Ge, and I have never belonged to you." ”

She slowly opened her eyebrows, "No, no, if you didn't have me in your heart, you wouldn't have often gone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to amuse me, and quietly took me out of the mansion to play, at that time..."

"Enough!"

She remembered what happened at that time, and was in the mood to talk when she was interrupted by Duan Wangchen. There was a hint of panic in his voice.

The long feather eyelashes moved, and Song Qingge said to Furou beside him, "Let's go back to the house first." She didn't want to hear what Jiang Wanyin said.

"Stop!"

Jiang Wanyin saw her turn to leave, and shouted, and her footsteps stopped, but she still had her back to her.

She walked up to Song Qingge and said disdainfully: "Don't be too happy, Brother Chen will be mine sooner or later!" After saying that, she gritted her teeth and turned to leave, still with a swaggering momentum on her body.

Song Qingge stood in place, his head bowed, and there was a hint of sadness between his indifferent eyebrows.

Duan Wangchen put his hands on her shoulders, "Don't take her words to heart. She looked up and smiled at him.

He was stunned, if Jiang Wanyin treated her like this in the past, she would definitely shed tears, instead of looking at him and laughing like now.

Heart, slight pain.

Duan Wangchen stayed with her for a while, and then went back to the study. He could feel that even though he had been with Song Qingge all the time these days, she didn't talk much, and he rarely even saw her smile.

When he said what to do, she also agreed, and she should just talk to him. Could it be that the estrangement in her heart has not completely dissipated?

He didn't know very well.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the corridor, and a long sword stabbed at him in the cold light. He hurriedly dodged, taking a few steps back.

The figure in front of her was constantly spinning, her steps were changing back and forth, although her body was light, but the hand holding the sword was very strong, and the sword wanted his life.

Duan Wangchen didn't even have a chance to speak.

Until the waiter rushed back to the study and took out his sword, "Master Hou, catch it!" Some guards also came from the courtyard of the study, and surrounded the two of them.

After Duan Wuchen got the sword, the trick of picking her up was not so laborious, the person who fought with him was a woman after all, and her physical strength was gradually overdrawn, but she was very smart, and she wanted to get out after knowing that she couldn't defeat him.

It's a pity that he was pressed too hard, until he reached the corner of the courtyard wall, and his sword was against her neck, "Say, who sent you?!" ”

After Duan Nancheng died, there were several assassins in the mansion, but in the past few years, they have been peaceful. In Duan Wangchen's mind, the first thing that came to mind was Jiang Hechi.

His daughter was in his hands, and he was always at ease with him.

The assassin's face was covered with a black cloth, and there was anger, stubbornness, and tragedy in his eyes when he looked at him, but he didn't speak.

His hand holding the sword slowly moved up, and the tip of the sword touched her face, and there was a cold touch on her face, and she still gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"Or don't you say it?"

The force in Duan Wangchen's hand suddenly increased, and he picked off the black cloth on her face, and the moment the black cloth fell, there was a sudden loud noise in front of her, and thick smoke dispersed.

He and the guards surrounding him kept throwing out the smoke in front of them, but there was still the figure of the assassin, only the smoke that could not be dispersed and the cloth that fell to the ground.

As soon as Luo Jingsheng returned to Changle Mansion with Yun Wu, he immediately scolded her, "Do you know what you're doing?" Do you know how dangerous it is?! ”

"Of course I know!" Yun Wu raised his face and glared at him with a fierce look.

"You're getting more and more nonsense, tomorrow I'll ask someone to bring a letter to Master, and you should go back to Wuluan Mountain as soon as possible." This time, she really him off.

Yun Wu couldn't help it, and said angrily at him, "Go back!" Anyway, I'm here to get your eyes in the way, so it's better to go a hundred times! ”

She threw down the sword in her hand, covered her face with one hand and ran away.

Luo Jingsheng didn't care about her, she was like this when she lost her temper with him in Wuluan Mountain, she loved to run away alone, he never chased her, and when she was angry, she would come back to him, he thought it was the same this time.

After the twilight darkened, Yu Feng walked up to him and asked, "Childe, do you want to go out and look for Miss?" ”

"Not necessarily."

He methodically flipped through the court affairs in his hands.

Yu Feng glanced at the sky outside, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Actually, Miss did this for the sake of Childe, she couldn't see you being injured last time." ”

Last time on the dark long street, it was Yun Wu who took him back to Changle Mansion, of course he remembered this.

Luo Jingsheng was only silent, and did not open his mouth to reply to him, and Yufeng could only stand aside and remain silent. Although he said so, he had been staying in the Guan Ju Pavilion.

The candlelight on Guan Ju Pavilion has never been extinguished, and Yu Feng knows that he is waiting for her.

But all night, Yun Wu didn't come back.

Luo Jingsheng frowned, and said to Yufeng, who was standing aside, "Send someone out to find her." ”

Yufeng then raised the corners of his eyebrows, "Yes." But before he had answered, an arrow stabbed him in the ear, and he quickly avoided it, and the arrow struck at the stake, with a letter in it.

A trace of uneasiness passed between Luo Jingsheng's eyebrows, and Yu Feng quickly glanced around, hurriedly took down the letter on it, and took it to Luo Jingsheng.

The people who care about you are in the dilapidated houses in the west of the city.

This line of words fell on it.

"Xiao Wu has an accident." He sat down on a bench and uttered the sentence in a very flat manner. The next moment, he stood up from the bench and disappeared from the Guan Ju Pavilion in just one moment.

Yu Feng hurriedly turned his head to look at the letter he was still on the table, and when he saw the words on it, he hurriedly followed the footsteps of Luo Jingsheng.

When the two of them rushed to the dilapidated house in the west of the city, it was noon, when the sun was at its strongest, the fierce sunlight shone down, and the light in front of them carried a burning feeling.

He and Yufeng glanced at the courtyard vigilantly, but they didn't see anything unusual, and there was no sound inside. They slowly walked inside, until they saw Cloud Dance cowering in the corner in the dilapidated main hall.

All her clothes were scattered aside, her petite body kept shrinking in, and then shrinking, her eyes were glazed, and she was covered only with a torn tunic and bruises on her exposed skin.

"Turn around!"

Luo Jingsheng said to Yu Feng behind him, his voice was low, but with a hint of anger.

Yu Feng came back to his senses and hurriedly turned his back, no matter how sluggish he was, he knew what was happening.

Luo Jingsheng walked slowly towards Yun Wu, her footsteps stepped on the dead grass on the ground, making a rustling sound, she was frightened, her body shook, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were stunned for a moment, and the next moment she was drowned in tears, she buried her head in her knees, not wanting him to see her at this time.

"You go away, go away!"

Her body was still shaking violently, and she shouted at him with her hands on her knees.

He took off the crescent-colored robe on his body and draped it over her, "Xiao Wu, it's me, it's Senior Brother..."

"No, you recognized the wrong person, I'm not Xiao Wu, I'm not..." she was avoiding his gaze and moved to the side to prevent him from touching her.

"Xiao Wu, come, senior brother will take you back." Luo Jingsheng lowered her head and soothed her emotions in a soft voice.

"I told you the wrong person!" She opened his hand toward her, bowed her head and yelled at him.

"I won't admit my mistake, I only have one junior sister in this world, she is cute and well-behaved, she cares about me the most, knows how to think about me, is the only one in the world, how can I admit my mistake?"

He didn't dare to approach her easily, so he could only slowly reassure her first and calm her down.

She buried her head in her knees and cried even harder, "I'm not, I'm not the little dance you said, not anymore... I don't want you to see me like this, I can't let you see it, I can't—" She sobbed.

"You are, you always will be."

Luo Jingsheng's throat was twisted and painful, but his words were still soft. His hands on her shoulders slowly increased in force, trying to lift her up from the ground.

"Senior brother, what should I do? What should I do? Suddenly, she looked up at him, her eyes bloodshot and her voice hoarse.

"Don't be afraid, there's a senior brother here." Luo Jingsheng's eyes kept surging, and he took her into his arms and wrapped her tightly with the robe that covered her.

She lay on his shoulder, crying in his ear and questioning him, "I called you so many times last night, and my voice was hoarse, why didn't you come to save me, why?" You're so good at it, you're going to be able to beat them all to death. Growing up, didn't you see others bullying me? ”

"It's me who is wrong, it's my senior brother who is wrong, I shouldn't have scolded you yesterday, let alone ignored you." His face was full of apologies, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

"I went to the Hou Gong's Mansion to assassinate Duan Wangchen, all for you, I can't get used to him occupying Song Qingge and making you sad. I've never seen you sad like that, even if your father beat you and punished you, I've never seen you so sad before.

After that day, I secretly thought that I must find an opportunity to teach Duan Wuchen a good lesson, I went to the Hou Mansion every day to wait, and I finally waited for him to leave Song Qingge's side, but my skills were no match for him. When he held the sword against my throat, I was thinking, why didn't you practice the sword with you in Wuluan Mountain, so that I could beat him and be angry for you..."

She kept talking, talking and talking, for fear that she would suddenly become quiet, for fear that Luo Jingsheng would be sad for her. She cares about him so much, she cares so much about whether he will be sad, his sadness is enough for Song Qingge alone, how can he still make him sad for her?

"I know, I know that you ran to the Hou Mansion to assassinate Duan Wangchen for me, everything you did was for me, I know all this, I shouldn't blame you and make you angry."

Luo Jingsheng slowly stroked her back with his hand, and only after her emotions calmed down a little did he ask her, "Senior brother will take you back, okay?" ”

She obediently leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

Yu Feng found a carriage, Luo Jingsheng carried her into the carriage, she sat in the carriage, close to him, the fear on her face had not yet dissipated.

Back in Yunshui Pavilion, Luo Jingsheng asked the maid in the house to change into clean clothes for her, he walked to her bedside, held her hand, and stroked his hand to her forehead, "Sleep, senior brother is here with you." She slowly pursed the corners of her lips at him, closing her eyes and holding his hand tightly.

In just a few hours, she woke up several times, and Luo Jingsheng had been wiping the cold sweat on her forehead with a towel.

Looking at her frightened look, Luo Jingsheng's eyes were full of gloom, and he couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't love this junior sister, she thinks about him in everything, how can he not love her. He scolded her on weekdays, not because he hated her, but also for her sake, and didn't want her to suffer for him.

This silly junior sister, he raised his hand and caressed her face lovingly. It was the first time he had touched her face in all the time he had been with her.

When she was asleep, he went out of the house, and Yu Feng was still guarding outside, and he said to Yu Feng: "We must find out who did it!" ”

"Yes!"

Yufeng immediately lowered his head and agreed.

Luo Jingsheng clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Senior brother, senior brother..." came from the sound of Yun Wu in the room, he hurriedly turned around and entered the house, walked to her bedside and guarded her.

After Jiang Wanyin went to Zhuyunyuan to make trouble once, she never went again, nor did she go to Duan Wangchen.

After Wang knew that Jiang Wanyin was sick, he hurriedly went to Duan Wangchen's study, "Yin'er is your main room, when she is sick, you don't even look at her, and run to Zhuyun Garden all day long to frolic?" ”

In this mansion, she is the most protective of Jiang Wanyin.

"Grandmother, I'll go if I want to see her, you don't have to remind me." Although he was respectful to her, his tone was not very good.

Wang knew that there was an awkward quarrel between them, so he opened his mouth to teach him, "Yin'er was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she has been pampered since she was a child, and it is common for her to be willful, no matter what she does wrong, you should let her go, and you should not make trouble with her." ”

Duan Wangchen retorted to her, "She was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she can use those vicious methods against Ah Ge?" ”

Wang was stunned for a moment, "You still dare to talk back to me?" Are you my grandchild? He rarely talks back to her, unless it's because of Song Qingge's business, and this time it's because of Song Qingge's business.

"I'm your grandson, but I can't connive at her everywhere just because she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and let her do so many harmful things."

Duan Wangchen didn't confront her coldly, but there was still a trace of unconvincing in his words.

"Just because she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you should spoil her even more. If she does something wrong, you can say a few words to her, but you can't ignore her all day long. Seeing that his attitude was too tough, Wang's tone softened a little.

"Anyway, my grandchildren don't want to see her all this time." Simply, Duan Wangchen bent down and sat back on the bench.

This time, it aroused Wang's anger again, "Anyway, I will tell you, I will only recognize her as a daughter-in-law!" My first grandchild, she had to be born! ”

The Prime Minister's Mansion has a respected status in Chang'an City, and the Wang family will not waste this relationship in vain.

Song Qingge, who brought tea to Duan Wangchen, happened to hear this conversation between their grandmother and grandson, and her hand holding the tea trembled, and the cup made a slight sound.

"Who?!"

Wang reprimanded sharply.

Only then did she walk in with the tea and salute the Wang family slightly, "Grandmother, I'll bring tea to my cousin." ”

Wang glanced at her, and rolled his eyes, "You came just in time, come with me to Qiuqian Yuan to take a look at Yin'er." ”

Song Qingge's face showed a look of embarrassment.

Duan Wangchen hurriedly stepped forward to play a round game, "Grandmother, just go with your grandson, Ah Ge is inconvenient for her to go." ”

"No, she'll come with me, and you're here to handle your affairs." She snapped.

"Yes."

Song Qingge had to accept it first, and after putting down the tea, she followed Wang out of the study.

When she went to Qiuqian Garden, Jiang Wanyin was still leaning on the soft couch, her face looked much better, but she still had a hint of haggardness.

"Grandmother."

Seeing Wang and Song Qingge walking in together, she didn't have much surprise on her face, and only called Wang vaguely.

"Just stay." Seeing that she was about to get out of bed, Wang hurriedly stopped her.

"Grandmother, why did you stay with your sister?" She looked at Wang in bewilderment.

Rue Xiang took a brocade stool for the Wang family and sat on it with her, she held Jiang Wanyin's hand and glanced at Song Qingge beside her with disdain, "I brought her over today to tell you in front of you that no matter how you want to treat her in the future, grandmother will support you, you are the main room in this Hou Mansion, and you have the final say in the affairs of the concubine's room." ”

After she finished speaking, she looked at Song Qingge, "Did you hear that?" ”

didn't wait for her to speak, Jiang Wanyin pretended to ask Wang with unbearable eyes in her eyes, "Grandmother, this is not good, after all, my husband loves his sister very much." ”

Wang seemed to hear a joke and reprimanded her distressedly, "What's good or bad, no matter how much he loves her, he has to listen to me, an old woman!" ”

"But, husband, it's because of my sister that I've been ignoring Yin'er for so many days..."She lowered her head, and there was a hint of grievance in her words.

"Don't worry, grandmother knows it in her heart, and grandmother knows that you have been wronged." Wang patted the back of her hand, his eyes full of love.

The next moment, he glared at Song Qingge with a fierce look, "Don't hurry up and admit your cousin's mistake!" ”

Song Qingge's eyes flickered, "Grandmother, what's wrong with Ah Ge?" ”

The Wang family called the Rong family and spoke loudly, "The second lady doesn't understand the rules, offended the eldest lady, slap her, let her have a long memory!" ”

"Yes."

Rong immediately responded, and as soon as Song Qingge raised her head, she "snapped", and Rong's slap fell on her face.

"Is Yin'er angry?"

Wang withdrew his cold eyes, and looked at Jiang Wanyin's eyes with the kindness of Fang Cai.