Nandu, Shangshu Mansion.

Just after the Cold Food Festival, the cold rain is like ice in winter, and it hurts sharply on people's faces.

Like a pool of cinnabar, like a blooming mandala flower, blooming around the man's knees, intense and gorgeous.

The woman standing on the side, wearing a beautiful and elegant skirt, was splashed with a few drops of blood from the horsewhip on the skirt, and she fainted, but she only stared at the man kneeling on the ground angrily, and everything around her seemed to become irrelevant.

"Fu Jingsheng, even if you kneel and die here, can Fu Zhiang and Xue Xiulan agree to let Aunt Fang's tablet enter this ancestral hall? What about your pride, your self-esteem? Where is all the brazenness you had when you bullied me? ”

Fu Jingsheng's black hair tied by the white jade crown had already been scattered by the rain, and he was a little embarrassed, but his eyes were translucent and bright, and he raised his eyes to stare straight at Ruan Liangyuan, who was also drenched in the rain.

Since that night, he hadn't seen Ruan Liangyuan so angry because of himself for a long time.

Ruan Liangyuan saw Fu Jingsheng's eyes looking at him with deep eyes, and deliberately avoided his gaze.

These eyes are too seductive, even in this cold and rainy night, they are still as wise as a torch, through the rain curtain, forming a beam of silver light, if you are not careful, you will be sucked into the soul, until you are completely indulged in it, unwilling to extricate yourself.

Ruan Liangyuan didn't want to fall into it again like this, so he was stunned, and his tone was cold.

"You know how many noble sons you want to cling to, and you know how many beautiful and delicate people there are in the Bright Pavilion, and they think about forcing you to go to their beds every day. If I knew you were doing this to yourself, I might as well knock you out and give it to them. ”

Ruan Liangyuan sighed and continued: "But what are you doing now, do you want Aunt Fang to be uneasy underground, or do you want me to forgive you because I can't bear it?" ”

"Ah Liang, I know that you are still haunted by the events of that night...... But I really don't want you to marry him......"

As long as he thinks of what happened that night, Ruan Liangyuan is like a fish in his throat, neither up nor down.

She grabbed the horsewhip in her hand and twitched Fu Jingsheng a few more times before she could relieve her anger.

"Fu Jingsheng, you don't have to, you and I have known each other for so many years, you should know that I am a woman who must be compared, and I will not forgive anyone easily."

"But I immediately promised Aunt Fang to take care of you, your life is tied to me, if you don't spare this life, I will go and dig Aunt Fang's grave, so that you will not be able to live in peace."

Without the kneeling man to speak, the horsewhip, which I don't know if it was rain or blood, was whipped on the man's back again, and the maid Yingyue, who was standing next to her, wanted to stop it, but as soon as she raised her foot, she was stopped by the cold night and shook her head.

Full Moon paused, yes! How is she confused!

Their young lady, only if she cares about one person, will she be so angry!

Ying Yue still remembers when she went to find Ruan Liangyuan......

Half an hour ago, Ruan Liangyuan was still sipping spring tea in the Yanse Pavilion, listening to small songs, and admiring the beautiful singers who played the pipa.

The soft strings are endless, but the eyes are half-closed, but they can't stop the past, and they squeeze into the brain like a long tune.

The wheezing sound of that night was still lingering in his ears, and the man's low voice was hoarse and earnest, like a staggered tune, low and excited, and he moaned softly one by one, which shook Ruan Liangyuan's pain.