Is the prime minister crematorium today Section 100
She was rude, unruly, and panicked with nowhere to put her. She looked at him, saw the cold lake on that side, saw the ten years of staggering with each other, and saw the wind and snow in the sky.
Go home?
She doesn't have a home.
Jiang Mansion is not, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is not.
The young man's body stiffened for a moment, and he thought that at least she would ask him 'why'. He looked at her flustered blankly before he stepped forward, only to see her suddenly retreat and hit the screen all at once.
The screen fell, and the two men were awakened with a "bang-" thud.
Jiang Wu had a pair of red eyes, and after she came to her senses, thinking about her suitable attitude, her heart was a little dull. Her refusal was already so obvious that she waited for the youth to go out.
A gust of wind blew, and the candlelight suddenly went out. Footsteps sounded, and Jiang Wu didn't dare to look up, knowing that he should go out. Even before she heard the door closing, knowing that he hadn't gone far, she couldn't hold back anymore and shed tears.
But at the moment of tears, a pair of hands touched her back.
She looked to her side for a moment.
She was as far as he could hold with his hand, but he didn't take another step, just patted his back and wiped the tears from her face with his belly.
He looked at her in a low voice.
"Why don't you even ask me why?" His eyes were full of loss and distress, and at this moment, they turned into the vast moonlight by the river. He never imagined that one day he would say the word 'married' and she would react like this.
What the hell did he do?
The tears in Jiang Wu's eyes slipped down one by one, staining the young man's hands.
She shook her head, her voice trembling a little: "Thank you for being late, I don't want to marry you again." You are very good, you are very good to me, you are my benefactor and my aunt. But no one in the world says that you must repay your kindness with your own promise, and you deserve someone better. The county lord of King Jing's mansion, as well as Princess Anyang, and ...... There are also a lot of knowledgeable young ladies who are better than me. β
"They don't need you to teach them, they can become a qualified housewife in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I'm useless, I've been taught by you for ten years, but I, but I'm still useless. If it weren't for you, wouldn't my aunt be away from me again? I thought I could do those things alone, but it seems, I can't. β
"But I'm working very hard, even if I know that Jiang Mansion is Longtan Tiger's Den, I still want to, I want to do it myself. Actually, there is no gift from God, right, my aunt was saved by you, and you just don't want to tell me. My aunt is surrounded by your people, and you were born again earlier than me, right? β
Her voice was soft, and she stopped the tears in her eyes.
"Thank you for being late, don't force me, okay."
In the darkness, she looked at him.
The two were obviously only a stone's throw away, but who didn't take another step forward. They looked into each other's eyes in the dark, the young man's cold hand sliding over the warm tears on her face.
The girl did not retreat any further, but looked at him in prayer.
He was stunned for a long time, and said softly: "Okay, I won't force you." After saying this, the young man lowered his eyes, and the green bamboo, which had always been proud in the snow, had fallen mottled leaves wet with snow at this moment.
He looked at the girl who was still terrified in his eyes, and couldn't say anything.
I could only whisper over and over again: "Don't cry." β
He was much gentler than ever, but with a grief she couldn't understand. He looked in front of him, the darkness wrapped in the silhouette of a girl, and his eyes were stunned for a moment.
By the darkness, instead of dodging as usual, she looked straight at him.
He opened his lips lightly, about to say something, but the next moment he was dumb.
He still opened his mouth: "I won't force you, butγBut can you think again?" His voice was very gentle, even if he looked down at her because of his height, but no matter how he heard these words, he was the one who bowed his head.
Jiang Wu didn't know what she had to think, and before she could refuse, she was pinched by him.
He didn't take her hand directly, but held her wrist through his sleeve. He looked at her, the silk threads behind him were tearing at the flesh little by little, and he hid everything in the darkness, expressing his heart tenderly to the girl in front of him.
"The affairs of the temple are because of Xu Yan, and the real culprit behind the scenes is the prince who is in the ruined palace. The assassin in front of your door that day was not an accident, but was deliberately arranged to take your life. β
Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, that matter was related to Xu Yanshi, and she had a guess in her heart. But she has never been in contact with the prince, why would the prince treat her like this.
The young man's gentle voice continued: "The crown prince is the real murderer when he 'teased' Xu Yanshi, and he arranged everything not to take Xu Yanshi's life, but to use Xu Yanshi to play games with the one in the palace. Although the crown prince was deposed because of the affairs of the Yin family, the power that the prince secretly cultivated, the Son of Heaven has actually been indulging in its growth. β
He explained the stakes to her little by little: "Xu Yanshi is just a chess piece for the Son of Heaven and the Prince. No one will take his life until the throne is decided. β
As he said this, the young man's gentle voice stopped for a moment.
"But you're different, little girl."
The force with which he held her wrist had always been light, and it was not deliberately increasing at the moment. He whispered the truth that was cruel to her: "For those people, an unfavored concubine in the Jiang Mansion is no different from a mayfly. They don't care about your life or death, and this assassination of you is just a scribbled stroke attached to 'playing' Xu Yan for them. β
Jiang Wu looked at him in a daze, a little surprised. She didn't know if it was because of Xu Yanshi or because of him. He was different from usual, and he talked a lot to her today.
Her eyes reflected the reflection of youth, and the summer wind blew the curtains by the window.
It seems that a lot has been said, and the next sentence is only incidental. The young man's voice was much softer: "Little girl, I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect you.
The force with which he squeezed her wrist loosened.
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt, I'm afraid you'll cry. I arranged the chilling cicada and the morning lotus, but it still doesn't seem to be able to protect you. You will still meet Xu Yan covered in blood on the boat, you will still meet the ill-intentioned celebrants, and secretly there will still be an arrow aimed at your heart. β
His hand loosened again, and for the first time he was dazed and helpless in front of her, and he looked at her like he was looking at the kitten he couldn't protect from his childhood.
It's just still different.
He had nothing but mercy for the kitten who had been thrown out by the elders.
But for the slim girl in front of him, he was full of trepidation.
He let go of her hand, and his phoenix eyes were filled with loss. In the darkness, the young man who had always been noble had red eyes, and he looked at the girl opposite him and begged softly.
"Little sister-in-law, let's get married."
Jiang Wu was stunned for a long time, and in the darkness, she saw the young man's reddened eyes. She was at a loss to know why things had come to such a point, and why she could one day see it in the eyes of the young man who had always been cold and noble...... Reverent.
Is there anything in her that is worth his quest? She thought about it for a long time, but she didn't think about it.
Something like winter snow slowly tore a hole in her heart. It was small, small, but it was enough to make Jiang Wu hesitate.
Chapter 62
There is no moon and no stars, that is, the tears in the eyes, which are all dim.
Jiang Wu lowered her head and stopped looking at him.
Then, her voice was unusually soft in the silence of the night: "Not good. β
The snow in his eyes tore open a hole in her heart, but the snow was cold, and her heart was hot. She didn't care about the snow in her heart, the arrow was terrible when it was coming at him, but if it was for her, she wasn't so afraid.
She stared in silence and took a step back.
The young man's desire to hold her hand was in vain for a moment, she looked at him and said softly, "Master, it's late at night. Even if, as the Master said, those people wanted to kill the students. It's so late tonight, it's a fixed day, and it's the next day. As for the Si family, the student understands that the student will no longer have any contact with Si Luoshui. β
In fact, she wasn't going to have any more dealings with Si Luoshui, but she wouldn't explain it to the people in front of her.
Her lips opened slightly, and after a long time, she said softly: "In the future, please also ask the master, when the arrow comes at the student, don't stand in front of the student again." β
"The master is more valuable than the student."
She doesn't think she's insignificant in this world.
It's just that if this person is thankful for being late, he has protected her for two lifetimes, and there is supreme kindness to her. It is not an exaggeration for her to worship him like a god and Buddha, if it were her, she would like to be that 'light'.
As for mayflies. He said that she was a mayfly in the hearts of those people, but because of their noble status, she was just a little concubine.
But he also has supreme power, whether it is in his heart, she is just like a mayfly.
Jiang Wu looked at Xie Yuwan and didn't cry anymore.
She just thought faintly that he didn't need to shelter a mayfly-like life like this. As he said to her in the past, everything in the world has its own trajectory, and if she really destroys in this struggle like a mayfly, this is also her fate.
She doesn't accept her fate, even if she is like a mayfly, she will still struggle towards the future.
But...... He is not needed.
A glowing arrow shot into her heart, she must have been in pain. But she always felt that no matter how painful it was, it didn't hurt as much as the ten years in her previous life.
At least the pain from the arrow was only for a moment, but it was a whole decade of bitterness.
She had no intention of blaming him, not even anger. Her fingers trembled for a moment, she just, she was really scared.
The young man stood in front of her with his eyes downcast, and she could no longer see the look in his eyes. She just repeated it again: "It's getting late, so go back and rest." β
The girl's voice was very soft, and if there was a bit of noise this night, Xie Yuwan would not be able to hear it.
But in the middle of the night, every word came to his ears. He was stunned for a moment, and the sourness in his heart was mixed with pain, like a silk thread struggling to pass through his body.
It spreads from the heart, to the limbs, to the fingertips.
He looked up at her, not knowing what else he could do. At this moment, there was only a place of embarrassment under his noble appearance, and he was shocked to find that he could not find a way.
He was able to arrange a lot of people around her, and she knew about it and never blamed her.
But no matter how many people there are, he will worry every day.
His little sister-in-law, how afraid she should be in the face of those cold arrows in the open and in the dark.
He wanted to marry her, not because the Prime Minister's Mansion needed a mistress, nor because of the shallow love in his heart, let alone to restrain her.
He just...... I want her to be free.
If she wants to find out what happened back then, she doesn't need to be afraid of Jiang Mansion's restrictions, and sometimes she even needs to hurt herself to achieve her goal.
She wants to walk on the street like an ordinary woman, and take her aunt to recruit men to open a shop, so that she doesn't have to worry about Jiang Fu's retaliation and the oppression of others.
He didn't want her to be afraid of that day's assassination, and he didn't want her to be in any more danger.
But she seemed to be more afraid of him than that.
If he hadn't fully remembered everything that had happened in those ten years, he might have felt that he had done something heinous to make the eyes of the girl who had always been tough show such fear.
He must have done something. But...... He didn't seem to know.
Xie Yuwan was silent for a long time, but still said softly, 'yes'. He turned around and walked out with light steps. In the invisible figure of the girl's sideways, the young man lowered his eyes gloomily.
After the door was softly shut, Jiang Wu sat down on the table.
There seemed to be a snow in her eyes, but the snow melted and turned into warm tears, and she choked softly for a long time. She didn't know why, maybe it was because of the young man's red eyes, or maybe it was because of the sentence that unveiled all her disguisesβ'Little woman, will you go home with me?' β
She choked and didn't stop for a long time.
The snow in my heart has melted and melted, but it is still soft and cold.
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Mo Huai heard everything outside the door.