"Since Master Hou is bent on going his own way, why do you have to tell me so much?"

Her voice was so cold that Jun Cheng's heart and liver trembled.

He knew that at this time, she was completely disgusted with herself.

"I'm bent on it."

The aggrieved and uncomfortable emotions filled the entire chest, and the corners of the mouth gradually pulled down, forming an unsightly arc.

"Even if you hate it, I won't change my mind."

He stared at Shen Qingluan's back tightly, and he didn't know that Shen Qingluan, who was trying his best to control his expression, suddenly turned pale when he heard this.

She took two steps forward, farther away from Jun Chengsong, and only then did she find her voice, and said casually:

"Master Hou's own business has nothing to do with me."

He fled back to the Shen Mansion in a panic.

Jun Chengsong looked at the closed door of the mansion in frustration and discomfort, and didn't realize for a while that Shen Qingluan, who had always been polite and thoughtful, would be so rude.

He was neither refuted at length nor thanked him for his two helps.

In fact, Shen Qingluan's brain was a mess.

Almost instinctively, he walked back into the house, his body sank, and he sat heavily on the beauty couch.

The flickering candlelight seems to be the only focus of attention.

Disgust?

If it was in the past, she might still have the confidence to dislike his indifference and arrogance and oppressive power.

But now, she has long since changed.

Her accusations and exhortations to Jun Chengsong were not self-accusation and self-reflection.

She wants to live with her heart and principles, but others may not be like this.

How about holding high and stepping low? What about philistine sycophants?

If you want to live freely and let your family no longer be wronged, you have to exchange a part of your nature!

I don't have to be pretentious on the one hand, and resent the injustice of heaven on the other!

She willing.

It's even been done a long time ago.

However, she is also a woman after all.

She also wants to maintain her image in front of a certain person, so that the noble, clear, tenacious, and virtuous of the past will not fade.

As she once stated in her letters, she had a broad and grand character and ambition.

It's not like now, ruthless and despicable for a purpose.

That's why she deliberately said such ugly words.

If it was the first time he said it, it was because he deliberately stimulated Jun Chengsong because he had a grudge against him.

Then he said it just to prick him with another needle on his scar and make him feel more painful.

After all, only when it hurts a lot will you subconsciously stay away from yourself and dare not touch it again.

But why?

Why would a man with such a short temper, even a man who could even be described as cold and ruthless, approach the person who makes him miserable again and again?

The candlelight is a small spark, but it can dispel the deep night.

Shen Qingluan lay on his side on top of the small table, thinking that he would be irritable and sleepless tonight.

But I didn't expect to fall asleep unconsciously.

The next day, Shen Qingluan was awakened by a burst of soreness in his shoulder.

When she woke up, the thin quilt on her shoulders slipped off, and she realized that she had been lying on the beauty couch all night.

Outside the door, Cuicui entered in response to the call, and said, "The girl slept like this last night, and she didn't call the slave to serve."

The slave and maid came in in the middle of the night to take a look, and the girl was sleeping so deeply that she couldn't wake up when she shouted. The girl hasn't slept so well since she got married, and the slave simply doesn't call you. ”

Shen Qingluan was confused and let her wait, and it took half a beat to suddenly come to her senses.

Yes, last night, I really had a rare good night's sleep.

Down-to-earth, reassuring and warm.

It's just that where these feelings come from, she doesn't want to think deeply.

"That's right." Cuicui's voice suddenly paused, and she aimed her eyes at Shen Qingluan's face.

"I just heard a news, it is related to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, I don't know if the girl listens to it or not."

Shen Qingluan continued to rinse his mouth calmly, until he wiped his face clean, and then said lightly: "Say it." ”

There was a hint of excitement in Cuicui's eyebrows: "The slave maid heard that Aunt Du had a miscarriage last night." ”

Shen Qingluan paused, but quickly wiped his hands again.

Du Mianmian had a miscarriage, and she had expected this.

After all, in his previous life, the child in Du Mianmian's belly was not kept.

This time, at Lu's birthday banquet, she used the mouth of Yuqing Dao Chang to publicly pick out that the child in Du Mianmian's belly was not in the right month.

Although Jun Hongbai forcibly recognized this child for the sake of face, it does not mean that he will really wear this green hat.

The child in Du Mianmian's belly will never really be born.

Before, she was still wondering why the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion had not moved for so long, and it was so good to raise Du Mianmian.

It was only yesterday that I realized that Du Mianmian, who had left the dog to jump off the wall in a hurry, was making trouble in the Hou Mansion, so that she could soften her heart.

It's ridiculous, these people really think that she is the Buddha in the world and the Virgin Mary is in the world.

Shen Qingluan's lips curled up with a hint of ridicule.

But I thought of another man who held her up as a god.

Suddenly, the smile vanished.

Until then, she suddenly had a thought that made her extremely uncomfortable.

She condemned Jun Chengsong for being selfish and indifferent and sacrificing her marriage.

In fact, isn't she such a selfish person?

Even she is more selfish and ugly than Jun Chengsong, because Jun Chengsong grew up in the mountains and forests, in the battlefield and fighting.

And she grew up with the care and upbringing of the Shen clan and her parents.

Which is nobler and who is more despicable, you can see at a glance.

Thinking like this, her whole person was depressed, and she said lightly: "Du Mianmian was born, and then what?" ”

Cuicui didn't sense her emotions, and still smiled:

"The slave maid heard that Aunt Du had cried all night, and her eyes were about to be blind, and the people of the Jun family were annoyed, so they directly sealed the courtyard where she lived. This time, she couldn't jump up again. ”

Shen Qingluan casually poured a cup of tea.

Can't jump up again?

Not necessarily.

Du Mianmian is a person who is eager for quick success and is superficial and flamboyant.

If Jun Hongbai knows a little more about her, he can see that her various behaviors after pregnancy are very different from her past behavior.

It looks like he's deliberately pressing something.

Besides, with her unprofitable temperament, she has a time bomb in her stomach, which is very likely to make her die without a place to be buried, and she should dispose of this child as soon as possible.

But in his previous life, this child was only left behind when he was five or six months old.

In this life, after Du Mianmian was exposed on the spot, he still tried to protect the child.

She's a child, and she must have a great future.

Therefore, if you feel that Du Mianmian will never be able to jump up again, you should be underestimating her.

Shen Qingluan took a sip of hot tea, and the depressed thoughts in Fang Jue's mind flew away, and the person was a little more energetic.

"The last time I saw the maid next to Du Mianmian, her name was Mandarin Duck, and she was very loyal. This time, I think they were locked up together? ”