Chapter 8: Concealing Secrets (1)
"Have you found out?" In the pavilion on the rockery, Shangguan Hong asked lightly.
At this time, he was wearing a light blue cloth robe, his hair wrapped in a blue hat, and he looked like a gentle and elegant teacher.
"Yes." Wanqing answered lightly, and then said again: "Hong, I want to leave." She spoke firmly, without any hesitation.
Shangguan Hong was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became serious, and he said, "When?" ”
"I don't know, but I think the sooner the better." Wanqing said lightly, she didn't want to endure it anymore, and she didn't want people to think that she was weak, she chose to stay last time to find out the truth, and now she chose to leave for better revenge. ”
"Okay, then I'll help you." He had always respected her choice, and since she had decided, it was up to him to help.
"Thank you." Wanqing didn't refuse, after all, she called him this time to let him help her.
Shangguan Hong was overjoyed when he saw that she did not refuse, so he excitedly grabbed her hand and said: "When we leave this time, we will leave here, I am no longer the owner of the silk village, we will retreat to the mountains and forests and be a pair of fairy partners!" Good no good? ”
Wan Qing was a little shocked when she saw him like this, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing, and only after half a sound did she say lightly: "Hong, I understand your intentions, but I don't want to think about these now." ”
"I understand, I'll wait for you!" A trace of loss flashed on Shangguan Hong's face, but he was still full of confidence in his heart, and one day, he was confident that Wanqing would accept him.
In the evening of that day, Feng Qiuyin returned from the army, and Mrs. Tai gathered the family to dinner together, but when Feng Qiuyin saw Shangguan Hong also sitting there, he suddenly overturned the table of food.
"Yin'er! What are you doing? Frightened by his actions, Mrs. Tai asked in surprise.
"Why is he here?" Twitching the corners of her mouth, Feng Qiuyin pointed at Shangguan Hong viciously and asked.
"General Feng is not strange, he can talk to Mrs. Tai very well. That's why I was invited by Mrs. Tai to dine together, but I didn't want to sweep the general's Yaxing like this, so I retired in the next place. Without waiting for Mrs. Tai to speak, Shangguan Hong said it himself.
"You don't have to go." Mrs. Tai said in a deep voice, "You just stay here to dine together, and I want to continue to listen to some interesting stories from you." ”
"But......" Shangguan Hong looked at Feng Qiuyin in embarrassment, and then looked at Mrs. Tai.
"The owner of Shangguan Zhuang doesn't have to care, just change the table again."
"Then you eat, I'm not hungry, I won't be accompanied!" Seeing this, Feng Qiuyin was actually angry, and walked away without looking back. It would be a great shame to let him and his rival eat at the same table as if nothing had happened! Moreover, Grandma seemed to like him very much, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
"General." The door of the study gradually opened, and I saw Lu Zhu standing at the door with a plate of food carefully.
"Take it! I don't eat! Feng Qiuyin waved her hand and stubbornly pinned her face to the side. But his stomach kept protesting.
"General, you can eat a little bit, this is what Madame asked me to send." Luzhu didn't dare to leave, still holding the plate of food.
"Ma'am?" Feng Qiuyin felt a little more warm in her heart, so she turned her head and asked.
Luzhu didn't dare to lie, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was difficult to speak, so he hesitated again and again and didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Feng Qiuyin's original warmth disappeared in an instant, but in exchange for an even more violent anger, "Where is she still eating with that person?" He shouted hysterically, so frightened that he almost missed the plate.
"Yes." Seeing that he couldn't hide the matter, Lu Zhu confessed the truth, and his eyes peeked at Feng Qiuyin from time to time, for fear that he would sweep her out.
"Go, get her for me!" Feng Qiuyin slapped the table suddenly, and her face condensed to the extreme. How can his woman accompany other men to eat! Spread the word, where does he have face?
"But ......"
Seeing her hesitation, Feng Qiuyin was even more angry, looked at her sharply, and shouted, "What are you still doing standing here?" Don't go yet! ”
"General, this meal ......"
"Get out!" Feng Qiuyin coldly spit out this word, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she was really angry.
"Leave it to me." At this time, a soft voice came from outside the door, and Lu Zhu was overjoyed, and suddenly turned around, only to find that it was Cheng Ning'er.
However, she doesn't care, as long as she can save her from the sea of suffering, anyone can do it. So he put the plate in her hands, looked at her with a complicated look, and then fled for his life.
Cheng Ning'er slowly walked to Feng Qiuyin's side with the plate of food, and said softly: "Why is the general so angry, the owner of Shangguan Zhuang saved Wanqing's sister and Mrs. Tai, what's wrong with having dinner with him?" As for making everyone unhappy? ”
"You speak for him too?" Raising his head to look at her, Feng Qiuyin said coldly, for her, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"I'm not speaking for him, I'm caring about your body, you don't eat a mouthful, where can your body stand it? Come, be obedient, take a sip of soup first. With that, Cheng Ning'er picked up the soup bowl on the plate, gently scooped a spoonful, blew it, and then handed it to Feng Qiuyin's mouth.
"I said, I don't eat it!" I saw Feng Qiuyin stand up suddenly, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he knocked over the bowl of hot soup.
"Oops." Cheng Ning'er let out a low groan, then took a step back, pain came from her arm, and tears rolled in her eyes.
That was a hot soup, Feng Qiuyin saw this, a trace of apology immediately appeared on her face, she walked quickly to Cheng Ning'er's side, grabbed her arm, and said, "How is it?" Let me see! ”
"No, I didn't have a problem, I just scalded it." Cheng Ning'er's expression was extremely unnatural, and she hurriedly pulled down her sleeves, as if she was trying her best to hide something.
But how could this subtle movement escape Feng Qiuyin's eyes, the more she hid it, the more he wanted to find out, so he grabbed her hand and lifted the cuffs, regardless of whether he could hurt her, and he was shocked.
"What's going on?" Feng Qiuyin asked in a lost voice. I saw that Cheng Ning'er's arm was scarred, and for him who was rich in combat, it was clear at a glance that this wound was caused by being whipped for many years.
"What the hell is going on?" Seeing that Cheng Ning'er didn't speak, but just kept crying, Feng Qiuyin suddenly panicked, and an ominous premonition came to her face.