Chapter 880: I won't send you moonsilver
Xia Yu'er was stunned, her heart was stabbed by the lonely aura on his body, and she intuitively thought that a man like this should not have this kind of breath.
Having such an opportunity undoubtedly allowed her to grasp the life-saving straw, in order not to starve to death, she naturally stayed by his side, and she also knew his name------ Wei Mingji.
He turned out to be the famous Wei Xiang of the Qilin Kingdom! But this year, he was demoted to a commoner and expelled from the capital!
Naturally, she didn't know what he had done to be demoted, but she finally understood what he said at the time: "Because you, like me, have nowhere to go." ”
He bought a small courtyard in the suburbs, and after staying for a long time, she gradually learned his story and the person in his heart.
"What are you doing here! Didn't I tell you not to come into this room? Wei Mingyu opened the door, the sun was behind him, his narrow eyes narrowed, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.
Xia Yu'er's hand shook, and even the painting in her hand fell off guard.
"I ...... I just wanted to clean this room. ”
The man strode over, picked up the scroll on the ground, and shouted angrily: "There is no need to clean here, let me out!" He was as angry as if he had been spied on! Pointing out the door and yelling at her!
Xia Yu'er forced her tears to go out, she hid outside the door, and quietly watched the man caress the woman on the painting over and over again like a treasure, calling affectionately over and over again.
"Ge'er."
His call, like a sharp blade, cut at her heart, hurts.
Some people fall in love with someone for a lifetime.
And some people fall in love with someone, it only takes a few days, like a lifetime.
She's in love with him.
She knew that the person he liked was the empress of the Ping Dynasty, because the book about the Ping Dynasty "Biography of People" had been wrinkled by him, and all the recent Chinese texts he read about the empress of the Ping Dynasty would be hooked by him one by one. And the illustrated portraits in the book and the portraits in Wei Gongzi's room are all painted with the same person.
During the night, the woman tossed and turned, untied the stone from her neck, and fell heavily to the ground. Strangely enough, the stone was smashed into powder and floated out of the window.
Xia Yu'er sat nervously on the bed, waiting. This stone is the only thing her father left her, hanging on her since she was a child, her father said that it is not possible, do not break this stone, if there is really a difficulty, break it, there will be a master to help, there is only one chance, until the necessary moment, it is absolutely unusable.
Therefore, this is why she did not want to use this stone even if she was embarrassed and depressed, and it hoped to be used in a more meaningful place than a full meal.
But the left and right did not wait for the so-called masters to come, before the sleepiness hit, Xia Yu'er thought in her heart: Daddy bluffed her.
The next day, in order to make amends, Xia Yu'er made a lot of delicious food for Wei Mingji.
"What are they?" Wei Mingyu frowned and stared at a table of dishes.
Xia Yu'er introduced with a smile: "This is Dongpo meat, steamed carp, braised chicken, stewed turtle ......"
The man narrowed his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, and his side face looked a little dark, and even his tone was indescribably dangerous.
"Xia Yu'er." For the first time, he solemnly called her by name.
"Huh?" Xia Yu'er responded cutely.
He glanced at her suspiciously: "Do you think this son is very rich?" Can you just take it to you to lose? Look at how much money this courtyard costs, how much money can I earn by selling paintings and writing all day? If you are so extravagant and wasteful, you will not be issued monthly silver. ”