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He has a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes, reflecting a snow-white brocade robe, like a cold and lonely immortal in the moonlight. In the past, Jiang Wu's favorite thing was those eyes.
At the moment, she just wanted to avoid it.
She was about to leave, but she staggered when she lifted her steps, and when she looked back, she realized that her dress was hooked by a corner of the table. She could only sit back, under the faint candlelight, and untie her hooked dress in front of Xie Wanwan.
She couldn't help but blush, always feeling that things shouldn't be like this.
The dress was hooked a little deep, and under the faint candlelight, Jiang Wu could only carefully hook it out little by little. There was a barb where she was hooked, and she didn't notice it with her fingers, and she was stabbed all at once.
A figure faintly walked up to her, leaned down, and said softly, "I'll come." β
Looking at the dress that had not been untied for a long time, Jiang Wu did not make a sound.
The dress is Jiang Yuying's, if it is damaged, Jiang Yuying may have other ideas. Before the day they had agreed, she didn't want to cause more trouble.
The youth's hand touched her dress.
It was obviously just a dress, but Jiang Wu was still stunned for a moment, her body leaned on the seat, and her hand was silently withdrawn.
He came to her, blocking out the light, and both of them seemed to be in darkness. The tugged dress rubbed against her skin, and in silence she heard her own shallow breathing.
He leaned over, so he wasn't too close to her.
But undressing a woman's dress, such an intimate thingβ
Before she could come up with a reason, the dress had been smoothed out by the young man.
She whispered, "Thank you." β
Xie Yuwan replied lightly.
Walking out of the boat, there was still silence outside, and the stars were lit up in the distance. The wind blew the lake and stirred the moon in the water.
Jiang Wu and Xie Yuwan walked side by side, and the shadows of the two were infinitely stretched by the moon until they spread to the board of the boat and folded lightly into the water.
Soon walked to the place where the painting boat was connected to the shore, Jiang Wu carried her dress and walked over. Opposite her, across a board, was Xie Yuwan, who was quietly watching her.
After walking two or three steps, Jiang Wu realized that he had not come.
In the second half of the night, there was no one on the shore, only a lone lantern, hanging high there.
She turned to look at him, his eyes calm, and the moonlit lake behind him looked like a thin layer of snow. For some reason, for the first time, she felt that he was unusually lonely.
She lowered her dress, and the place where she had been hooked was still slightly wrinkled.
"But don't you come?" She asked softly.
The youth did not answer.
It was late at night, and there was no carriage nearby, and if he didn't come and go, she would have to find an inn to stay in tonight. Thinking like this, she suddenly remembered that her purse was on Chenlian.
She was confused thinking that it would be better to spend one night on the painting boat today, and what to do tomorrow if this matter got out. It's better to use the golden hairpin on your head to exchange some silver taels with the innkeeper, stay for one night, and let Chenlian take the money to redeem it tomorrow.
She turned to look at him, "Can you lend me some money?" β
Everything that was dull was opened by this sentence, and the young man stepped on the plank and shook his head softly: "I don't have either." β
......
Jiang Wu looked at the unmanned dock around, and suddenly understood why Shicai Xie didn't come late.
I'm going to go back anyway.
She plucked the golden hairpin from her head and said softly, "It should be enough to change two guest rooms." β
He walked up to her and said softly, "I have to change twenty rooms, but the nearest inn is also three miles away, and I have to walk for an hour." β
It was Jiang Wu who told herself not to think too much, and at this time she couldn't help but say: "What about the carriage?" β
Xie Yuwan shook his head and said softly, "There is no carriage." "He was a head taller than her, and he stood beside her, and there was a sense of the staggered trees.
Jiang Wu: "What about Mo Huai and Chenlian?" β
Xie Yuwan's eyes were calm: "I've returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion." β
"Unreasonable." Jiang Wu sat on the steps and didn't complain. She raised her eyes to look at the young man in front of her, thinking that if she sat here all night, a well-behaved person like him would have to stand all night.
1,000 wounded and 800 self-inflicted. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh softly.
He had been watching her quietly.
Finally, the girl raised her face helplessly: "Then go back to the painting boat, there is a resting room on it, but the meal may only have some cold snacks." β
She grabbed her dress and walked over first.
This time, Xie Yuwan did not pause and went to the painting boat with her.
Pushing open a door, there was really everything inside, Jiang Wu looked at Xie Yuwan outside the door: "Master, it's late at night." β
After closing the door, she sat down gently on the floor with her back against the door.
She naturally knew that this was Xie Yuwan's handiwork, but she was too tired today to care about anything. Finally being alone, she had time to digest the 'story' she had heard today.
It turned out that my aunt had gone to look for Xie Yuwan.
No wonder...... In the previous life, he was so 'tolerant' of her.
Jiang Wu's eyes were pale and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Today's incident in Siluoshui made her understand what the woman who has lost her innocence in this world will face.
Si Luoshui preferred to risk drowning and hid underwater for half an hour.
If she didn't have that boat today, if Si Luoshui couldn't be saved by others, she might have become a cold corpse. At the beginning, her situation was actually no different from Si Luoshui, or even more serious.
'Huanhao' was broken in front of everyone's eyes, and for a woman who has not left the cabinet, rumors can make her bones disappear.
It was Xie Yuwan who saved her.
She once thought it was because of his gentlemanly character, but in fact, the way to deal with her properly was not only to marry.
Let her lead the practice and avoid the limelight in Chang'an City in the past few years, which was also a very good way for her at that time. Maybe...... He took her out of Jiang's Mansion at that time, married her, cherished her and protected her, and did so only because he answered his aunt's 'protection'.
Jiang Wu laughed shallowly, but for some reason she burst into tears.
She had thought it was love.
Maybe that's also love, but it's not about being late, it's my aunt's love for her.
She laughed softly, wiped the tears from her face, then looked out the window at the very bright star, on the swaying lake, in the delicate and unmanned painting boat, closed her eyes, and whispered a wish.
The lake and the moon and the stars are heard together.
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The next day.
Jiang Wu woke up very early, and when she lifted the quilt, she heard a knock on the door.
It was the voice of Morning Lotus.
"Bang-"
Jiang Wu said softly: "Please come in." β
Because the window was open, Jiang Wu could already hear some sounds from the shore. She looked at Chenlian, who came in with water, and laughed softly.
Chenlian also looked at her with bent eyes, and complained softly: "Miss, Chenlian was coaxed away yesterday, Miss, don't be angry with slaves." β
Jiang Wu didn't care too much, because of the relationship in the previous life, she had long been accustomed to being surrounded by people who wanted to be late. Morning Lotus was sent by Xie Wanwan, or came out of the secret guard camp, and she didn't have a reason to let Morning Lotus completely listen to her.
Chen Lian's eyebrows frowned slightly, stepped forward and winked at Jiang Wu, and said very seriously: "The slave was really deceived by Mo Huai, not next time, Mo Huai always uses some things that can't deceive people to deceive the slave, the slave will not be fooled next time, Mo Huai is really the most deceitful person in the world." β
Jiang Wu touched her head gently, and said softly, "Okay, before you leave next time, you have to leave me a money bag." β
Obviously joking, Chenlian gently rubbed beside her.
When the meal was finished, Jiang Wu pushed open the door and saw Xie Yuwan on the board.
He changed into a blue robe, and his expression was indifferent, as if all the absurd things that had removed all the slaves from the carriage yesterday were not done by him.
"Good morning, Master." She called softly.
He looked at her, and the girl stood in a bright light, especially beautiful. He looked at it for a long time, and said softly, "Good morning." β
Jiang Wu didn't care too much, it was a helpless move to fill his 'absurdity' yesterday. Thinking that she had to find an excuse to go back to Jiang's Mansion today, Jiang Wu sighed lightly.
Xie Yuwan saw everything in his eyes.
The snow in his eyes dissipated little by little because of the bright light around the girl.
Looking at the son, Mo Huai was stunned for a moment, after the son came out of the study that day, the study was full of Buddhist scriptures. On the snow-white rice paper, the words are upright, as if the scriptures are being used to pronounce the verdict of sin.
Gongzi didn't tell him what to do with the Buddhist scriptures in the study, so he took matters into his own hands the next day, went to the temple outside the mountain, and burned them all.
The snow-white Buddhist texts were devoured by the fire one by one.
Mo Huai looked at the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and softly made the only wish in this life.
He doesn't know what kind of life Childe will have in the future. But he hoped that the shackles that controlled Gongzi would be like the Buddhist texts in this brazier, less, less.
All this seems to have finally been fulfilled today.
Perhaps, there are really gods and Buddhas in this world.
God and Buddha are benevolent.
Chapter 49
Outside the painting boat, on the shore, the carriage of the Jiang Mansion was already waiting.
Jiang Wu glanced at it lightly, and knew that Xie Yuwan had found some ways again. The mess born by him was solved by him, and she didn't feel much of it.
She looked at the young man not far away, and smiled as gentle as usual.
Even if she was reborn, she was trapped countless times. Everything that happened in those ten years was like an unfinished redemption. She had used him as a light, like a moth to abandon the past and move towards him.
But she still overestimated herself, the courage that love gave her, between them, so vulnerable.
Reborn in a lifetime, she was finally able to accept the regrets buried by the cold lake on that side.
It's like yesterday's 'story', untying the last knot in her previous life, and from now on she can run freely to a new life.
There is no more his life.