The thirty-sixth year of Yuanqing, spring.

The sky in the south of the Yangtze River is never lacking in poetry and picturesqueness, and the light rain is still continuous, and it has turned into a gentle breeze at this time, and the air is filled with the fragrance of earth, which is refreshing.

Zhao Lichu was followed by a little maidservant, the master and servant were a little anxious, and as soon as they stepped into the plum garden, they heard a delicate cry.

Under the eaves of the corridor, Old Lady Wei was scolding loudly: "How can Master Hou think of you as a cheap?" If I don't break your leg today, you don't know what your name is! ”

The little maid knelt at the door and cried pear blossoms with rain.

Seeing that the whip in Old Mama Wei's hand was about to fall again, Zhao Lichu took a deep breath and stopped gently: "Mama stop!" ”

Hearing her voice, Old Lady Wei paused for a moment, immediately put away the anger on her face, walked quickly in front of her, lowered her eyes and said, "Madam, look at ......"

Zhao Lichu swept towards the maid on the ground, frowning slightly between his eyebrows, to the little maid. The woman said, "Don't cry yet, make things clear." ”

She remembered that this person was Hou Ye's new servant, and on weekdays, the little Hou Ye was very sorry for this little maid, and even she, the wife, couldn't say a few words about this little maid.

The little maid raised her little face wet with tears, looked at Zhao Lichu timidly, and then choked up: "The slave maid is here to deliver medicinal food to the Hou Ye, I don't know what went wrong, so Mama Wang used a whip on the slave maid." ”

Zhao Lichu glanced at the maid in front of her slightly, only to see that she was wearing green cloth clothes, her hair was simply combed with two wooden hairpins, her skin was very white, and her appearance was also beautiful.

She sighed softly, asked Old Mama Wei to step aside, and asked her softly, "Do you know what mistakes you made?" ”

The little maid sobbed and shook her head slowly: "The slave really doesn't know, it was the Hou Ye who asked the slave and maid to come, and it can't be replaced by someone else." ”

"Hmph, it's really an uneducated, and he dares to contradict Mrs.!" Old Mama Wei let out a sharp voice, waving the rattan in her hand and wanting to be punished again.

The little maid shouted in horror: "Spare your life, Madame, the slave really doesn't know what she has done!" Ask Mrs. for a clear understanding! ”

"Wait ......"

Before Zhao Li could say anything, the door in front of him was pushed open from the inside, and a tall and slender figure appeared in the field of vision.

He was born very well, with good facial features, a straight nose, eyebrows like a sword, a pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes that seem to condense all the prosperity of the world, thin lips are pursed, and the angular outline reveals a sense of indifference and alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away, and exudes an innate strong majesty.

It's just that the paleness on his face doesn't match his temperament.

It can even be called a violation of harmony.

Seeing this, Old Lady Wei hurriedly bowed down and called respectfully, "Master Hou." ”

The moment the little maid saw Song Shixuan, a pair of apricot eyes opened wide, full of tears, and called aggrievedly: "Master Hou......"

"What's going on?"

He questioned Zhao Lichu in a cold voice, and at the same time, he didn't forget to bend down, gently helped up the little maid kneeling on the ground, and asked in a clear voice: "But you're injured?" ”

Zhao Lichu's eyes fell on the big knuckle palm that he stretched out to help the little maid, and he only felt a sour choking in his heart.

She couldn't help but blink, forcing the mist under her eyes back.

She has been married to Song Shixu for more than three years, but she has never received the tenderness that belongs to Song Shixu, and she is not even as much as a little maidservant.

Shen Zhi stood close to Song Shixuan and said cautiously: "Back to the Hou Ye, the slave and maid are not injured, but I am afraid that I will be misunderstood by my wife." ”

Song Shixu then fell his eyes on Zhao Lichu, frowned his thick eyebrows, was silent for a few breaths, and said lightly: "You have different identities from Zhizhi, don't embarrass her anymore." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lichu was stunned for a moment.

When he took Shen Zhi and turned around, he asked out loud: "Husband, why did the concubine feel sorry for Shen Zhi?" ”

Her husband's sentence instantly attracted Song Shixuan to stop and look back, and also shortened the distance between the two, making the atmosphere in the courtyard change sharply.

Shen Zhi's body stiffened, and the corners of his mouth trembled imperceptibly.

Zhao Lichu didn't notice Shen Zhi's strange appearance, and still looked directly at Song Shixu: "If the husband feels that the concubine is sad for Shen Zhi, you can make it clear to the concubine." ”

Song Shixu looked at her sideways for a few seconds, and then he let go of the hand holding Shen Zhi.

He turned around, looked down at Zhao Lichu condescendingly, and said lightly: "You are the lady in charge of the Hou Mansion, you should be more broad-minded, I don't want to see you embarrassed Zhizhi again, Zhizhi is my person, I don't want to repeat this sentence again." ”

Zhao Lichu opened his mouth, but he couldn't spit out words for a long time.

His tone was still calm and unfamiliar, but she could vaguely read the wariness and alienation hidden in his eyes.

The anger that had accumulated in his chest disappeared without a trace, replaced by an indescribable sense of loss, and his heart ached.

After a long time, Zhao Lichu pulled the corners of his mouth and said with difficulty: "The concubine understands." ”

Song Shixu bowed: "It's good to understand, I still have something to deal with, don't wait for me for dinner tonight." ”

After speaking, he turned around and took Shen Zhi's hand and entered the study.