Chapter 13: Marriage
Fang Shiqing walked away.
Only Fang Shiyi's sister and brother are left in the inner hall. Fang Shiyi helped him up and wiped his tears for him.
"Don't blame the eldest sister, she also cares about you."
Fang Shibo sobbed and nodded, Fang Shiyi touched his cheek lovingly, the eldest sister was really angry this time, her hand was a little heavy, and the palm prints on her cheeks were still faintly visible.
"Does it still hurt?"
Fang Shibo shook his head.
Fang Shiyi sighed, helped him back to the room, let him lie down, and then asked Yahuan to feed him medicine. She left the room and walked towards the compound.
"Anyone?"
"Help me!"
Kong Fang shouted weakly. He could feel that his vitality was losing little by little, and he wouldn't survive until dawn if no one rescued him.
Tomorrow's sun, he can't see.
Pity yourself for a nap, and inexplicably cross.
Traveling to troubled times, he endured.
originally thought that with the aura of his protagonist, even if he couldn't mix up his personal appearance in troubled times, he would at least be able to live to the end of the play, but unfortunately it was not as good as the sky.
Isn't it shameful enough to be a son-in-law, and you have to die young?
The executioner is still the wife he is marrying!
Is there anything more tragic and funny than this?
He looked up and asked the heavens.
The sky was speechless, and only a miserable moon hung overhead.
Suddenly, a familiar fragrance of gardenias wafted in the wind, and at the gaze, Fang Shiyi, who was dressed in white clothes and white skirts, came like a fairy.
"The short corridor of the south eaves, the white sand road.
There is no place to return all day, a garden of gardenia. ”
Fang Shiyi chuckled, Tingtingyu stood in front of him, and quipped: "Brother-in-law is so Yaxing, everyone is hanged, and he can still chant poetry." The poems are good, a thousand times better than what you usually do. ”
"Shiyi, I've become like this, and you're still making fun of me?"
Kong Fang cried with a sad face. As a manly husband, he was hung by his wife, whether in his previous life or in this life, he is absolutely unique.
The gods and ethics were shattered.
Fang Shiyi unfastened the buckle for him.
"I'm sorry, I just listened to your poetry and thought you were in a good state and mentality, so I said this, not to make fun of you."
The sister-in-law is always a warm and soft word.
"Just now I smelled the fragrance of gardenia on your body, and I saw you like a gardenia, no, like a fairy with the fragrance of gardenia coming to me, I felt it."
Fang Shiyifang's heart was beating darkly, the roots of her ears were slightly red, her eyebrows were lowered, and her voice was as thin as silk.
"You...... You mean, "This poem was written for me?" ”
"Hmm."
Kong Fang shamelessly plagiarized Zhang Hu, and generously gave it to his cheap sister-in-law.
Fang Shiyi's heart was in turmoil again, and she lowered her head and said softly: "Don't let my sister know, otherwise she will embarrass you again." ”
Kong Fang nodded decisively.
This can only be known by God, and she knows it. If the female devil knows, she will definitely not only hang herself, but also cut herself like a pig.
Fang Shiyi put him down, carefully helped him sit up, and then gave him his toes to stop bleeding, apply medicine, and bandage.
"Brother-in-law, don't hate my sister, in fact, she is also a hard-working person."
She knelt on the ground and bandaged him, with skillful movements and delicate techniques. The moonlight sprinkled on her, reflecting the white dress, and the light on her body was holy, hazy, and otherworldly.
You are really the white fox that met me 500 years ago!
Kong Fang suddenly felt a little sad inexplicably.
"Hmm."
He replied softly.
Fang Shiyi looked up, obviously a little surprised by his reaction, after all, his sister ...... him It's just too much.
She felt a faint sense of sadness.
Although the brother-in-law was powerless, he also had the backbone and arrogance of a literati when he first arrived at the Fang family. It's a pity that after half a year's effort, the edges and corners on his body were smoothed out by his sister.
But she knew that he was not for love.
It's because of fear.
Humbled by fear.
The tip of her heart suddenly hurt.
The mist hazy her eyes.
But she held back her tears.
Because she knows very well that this tear should not fall from her eyes.
"Sister, she has a sweetheart."
She helped him into the gazebo by the pond in the compound. There are marble tables and stone benches in the pavilion, help him sit down, she sits opposite, and there is a ring to send tea and snacks.
She sipped her tea, still whispering.
But hearing Kong Fang's ears was tantamount to an earth-shattering thunder. He was instantly empowered, and finally understood why Fang Shiqing hated him so much.
Sure enough, there is never love without a reason in the world, and there is no hate without a reason.
However, he is also innocent.
Right?
Fang Shiyi smiled helplessly, "You and Shibo are like brothers, I guess he told you, why did you come to my house." ”
Kong Fang smiled bitterly, it was all caused by the two old men who didn't rely on Pu.
"Actually, it's not all their fault."
So who is to blame?
Kong Fang's eyes widened, and it turned out that there was another person pushing himself towards the fire pit. Who is he? The two old men didn't dare to move themselves, didn't they dare to move this thing?
Come on, stand up and see if I'm going to knock you out.
"You."
Fang Shiyi lightly opened her lips. Although half a year has passed, the regret hidden in my heart still lingers.
"I ......"
"Poof......
A sip of tea squirts. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, turned his head and quickly avoided Fang Shiyi, otherwise he would spray her face with tea.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
With a violent cough, his tears came down his face.
His hand was halfway outstretched, then retracted. Fang Shiyi is her sister-in-law, whether it is in this life or in the previous life, it is rude to shake her hand.
"Shiyi, why me? Impossible. ”
How could he possibly like the Big Devil?
The beauty of the world is not dead, how can he push himself into the fire pit?
Fang Shiyi handed him a silk handkerchief to wipe.
"It's true, I didn't lie to you."
"If you want to investigate the reason, it probably has something to do with what happened ten years ago."
What's the matter?
Kong Fang's eyes widened, what is there that is worth promising to the big devil?
"That year, you were eight years old, and my sister and I were seven years old. Your father took you to visit my house, and the three of us played by the pond. ”
Fang Shiyi glanced back at the pond next to the gazebo.
"You fell in love with a lotus flower in the pond, and despite our persuasion, you had to pick it, and it fell into the pond."
"I was so scared that I hurried back to find an adult. When the adults arrived, you had already been rescued by my sister, and you threw yourself into my sister's arms, crying in the dark, Uncle Kong scolded you at that time, scolding you for not being as good as your sister, and embarrassing. ”
"I remember that my sister also contradicted Kong Bo a few words for you at that time, and she was so angry that he was amused."
"Later, you returned to Qizhou Mansion with Uncle Kong, and for ten years, we never saw each other again, and we only exchanged letters with each other."
"A year ago, Uncle Kong came to my house and drank with my father. The two of them drank from noon to child, and both of them were drunk and unadultly, and then there was a drunken bet. ”
"Uncle Kong lost the bet, and you became the son-in-law of the Fang family, but he also won."
"You are the only son in your family, and my family has me and my sister."