Li Duan raised his hand and wiped the two lines of jade tears on her pink cheeks, and gently stroked the scabbed blood on her earlobe.

"Does it still hurt?"

Yao Yun shook her head obediently. The warmth of her fingertips flowed into her heart, and it was the familiar soft scent of bookish ink, which was her favorite taste. This kind of breath always keeps her awake in the middle of every lonely, cold night.

He looked at her distressedly, his eyes full of tenderness like water about to overflow his heart, and he skillfully took her wrist and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

In a simple bamboo hut, the two sat opposite each other, but unfortunately they were silent.

Yao Yun eagerly raised her eyes to look at him, wanting to fight again, otherwise she would not be reconciled.

"Sir, do you know that I have a marriage contract with Xiao Jia Shiro?"

Li Duan raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes dark, and he was silent.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, she continued to say firmly: "Sir, if Mr. is willing to marry me, I will have a way to cancel this family business." Sir, will you—will you marry me?" ”

Lang Jun on the other side looked at her with burning eyes, his thin lips were cold, but he still didn't answer.

The woman's eyes became more and more hazy and wet, and she could no longer see the clear face of the person in front of her, and her heart became more and more desperate. Just like three years ago, she took the initiative to express her love to him and asked her husband to marry her, but he left that night without saying goodbye and was never seen again.

She suppressed her voice and said heartbreakingly: "If Mr. really has no intention, why is he so good to me?" If you really don't want to, why do you have to help me every time? If you really don't want to, why do you ask me out tonight? Why? Why? Why is that? ”

Li Duan squinted his eyes, and finally said quietly: "Yun Niang, I want to see you with my own eyes, and I want to personally confirm how you are doing in the Zhenguo Mansion?" ”

She suddenly moved a few steps forward, staggered into his cold arms, tugged hard at the collar of his white coat on his chest, and said absolutely: "Sir, you, do you think I will live a stable and happy life if I marry Xiao Jia Shilang?" Do you know how the eldest lady Shen used and disliked me? Do you know how Aunt Fang is eyeing me and trying to harm me? You, you, you don't know ......"

"The Zhenguo Mansion has a deep foundation, and it has been a minister for generations, and it is quite prestigious. If you can successfully marry into the Zhenguo Mansion, you can live a peaceful and stable life, and you don't have to be displaced and frightened. He closed his eyes with difficulty and finished speaking in a calm voice.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't.

Yao Yun let go of his collar in vain and laughed to himself. She stood up straight and trembled, and said resolutely: "Sir, you used to tell me that you should hold the piano and watch the cranes, and wait for the clouds to return." Ever since I was seven years old, I have always longed to marry my husband and live a leisurely and free life with him. My mind remains the same, sir, and this is only the second time. Next time, for the last time, I will ask you the same thing, sir. Goodbye, sir. ”

She staggered and was about to walk out of the small bamboo hut, but the person behind her grabbed her wrist violently.

I only heard the person behind him say in a deep voice: "Today I saw that Xiao Chengyu teaching you archery, and his demeanor was intimate and ambiguous. What kind of entanglement do you have with that Xiao Chengyu? You'd better stay away from him, he's a military general who behaves rudely, has a deep mind, and is by no means a good person. ”

Yao Yun looked back at him, the autumn water was shining, he smiled, and deliberately said softly: "Mr. has a heart, but what does this have to do with you, sir?" ”

She shook his hand away and walked resolutely, never looking back. A trace of hope rekindled in her heart, her husband still cared about her, maybe, maybe she still had a chance.

After listening to the secret agent's reply, Xiao Chengyu's slender knuckles gently tapped on the Hu table, his face was calm and thoughtful.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the end of the year, the New Year Festival is approaching, and every household is busy and lively, with family reunions and laughter.

The second master, Xiao Chenglin, was sent to Hangzhou to serve as the lieutenant and has not returned to Beijing for many years. However, this year, there is Xiao Chengyu, the sixth master who has not returned home for a long time, and the old lady Zhou is very pleased.

Chinese New Year's Eve Family Banquet.

Yao Yun once again led Ah Wei and Ah Mao to the main hall to sit down. From a distance, she saw Xu Bingyan, the second aunt Xu Bingyan, and Xiao Xiuwan, the sixth lady, who had not seen her for many days.

The second aunt, Xu Bingyan, followed behind the eldest lady with her head hanging her head as always, only promising and respectful. The sixth lady's face was gloomy and she looked a little sluggish. I heard that she stole the hairpin box and wanted to frame Jiu Niang, and she was punished for more than ten days of confinement, and was only released a few days ago.

That incident was actually directed at Yao Yun, and she had already suspected that it was done by another person, but more things were better than less, so she turned a blind eye.

Lang Jun's ladies began to go to the front to salute and receive the reward.

First of all, Liu Niang Xiao Xiuwan, I don't know what she said, Xiao Chengzhong's face always had an indifferent and detached smile, as if he was not very close to this daughter.

Next was Qi Niang Xiao Xiuying, who handed a delicate wooden box forward. I saw Xiao Chengzhong suddenly smile, it turned out to be the calligraphy of the "Meritorious Treasure Mountain Divine Mantra".

Xiao Xiuying wrote in beautiful and delicate italics, and even the old master in the house praised it. He ordered someone to carefully put away the post, and hurriedly pulled her up to talk and laugh, and rewarded several precious jade jewelry, he has always loved this daughter the most.

Finally, Jiuniang Xiao Xiuqing, she leaned over and said a few jokes in Xiao Chengzhong's ear, which made the grandfather and the old lady smile happily, and the old lady even affectionately pulled her over to sit on the soft collapse beside her.

Yao Yun looked at the happy scene of filial piety and happiness of the father and son in front of him, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and his heart was cold and unwilling. She couldn't help but drink two more sips of hot Tusu wine, and a warm current surged into her heart, relieving her bitterness and unwillingness a little.

In a trance, she seemed to feel that she had returned to the small courtyard in Liangzhou. When the moon was bright and the breeze was blowing, it was her husband who personally held her hand and taught her to make wine and taste wine.

Before, she just took a shallow sip, thinking it was very delicious, and pulled the sleeves of her husband's pale green shirt, and softly coquettishly wanted to taste a few more bites.

The gentleman couldn't resist her, so he shaved her cheeks dotingly, and allowed her to drink a few more sips.

For a while, the wine was hot, and in a daze, a faint fragrance of osmanthus mixed with the fragrance of book and ink drifted into her nose and throat, and she smiled wistfully. It was the clear smell of calligraphy on Mr. who personally picked her up into the house and patiently coaxed her to sleep......

"Yao Niangzi, Yao Niangzi ......"

Her ethereal thoughts were interrupted by a maidservant, calling them to go.

After Yao Yun led Ah Wei and Ah Mao to say goodbye, he respectfully presented an ordinary long wooden box with both hands.

Xiao Chengzhong and the old lady were a little surprised and looked at her puzzled.