Two

Suddenly there was a man in the courtyard. The people in the rivers and lakes around Xie Junhe and Chu Tao never go into the backyard, this is their forbidden place. There are only two people who have come to Zhilan Garden, and the only ones Wei Lan can remember are Wang Hong and Xie Junhe. Wei Lan's heart was cold.

Jun He stood at the bottom of the stairs and said in a deep voice: "Go and see the young master, he is in the study." ”

She had only been to the study once, and she never wanted to think about it again......

On the night of the candles in the cave room, I took off the hijab, and only saw Chu Tao's serious and melancholy face. "Lan, from today onwards, you are my wife, the wife of the Chu family. Chu Tao's indifferent voice was slightly sad. He lowered his head and poured a glass of water and drank it all: "Lan, I'll go to the study." You rest earlier. As soon as the words fell, he had already picked up his cloak and flashed out the door. The chill seeped through my heart. She sat in a daze with the flickering candlelight for a long time before she remembered to make a pot of hot tea and send it to the study. Walking through the corridor, the warmth of the red lantern all the way could not shine into her heart, and the wind was extremely cold. She wrapped her red robe tightly and hurried forward, for fear that the tea would be blown cold by the wind.

At the door of the study, I could only hear Chu Tao's sharp roar: "Bastard! If anyone dares to mention this matter again, see if I don't take his head!" Then there was an earth-shattering sound. Wang Hong sighed oldly: "Young master!"

Gently push the door open. There was a dead silence in the room. Chu Tao stood in the corner with his hands behind his back, and a large vase was shattered all over the ground. Wang Hong bowed his head and was silent. She silently placed the teapot on the table and picked up the fragments. Wang Hong's voice trembled: "Madam...... Let the servants clean up......" She ignored it. Chu Tao said in a low voice: "Go out, this is not the place where you should come!" She was stunned, silently picked up the residue, and went out. "Young master, what are you talking about?" Wang Hong was indignant. Chu Tao's anger did not subside, and he blushed and waved his hand to the door: "Throw that guy into the firewood room, I don't think he is sober enough!" Wei Lan stepped out of the door and saw a thin black figure at the door, smiling, not taking Chu Tao's anger seriously at all.

"Young master......" Wang Hong persuaded in a low voice, the study gradually quieted down, and Wei Lan stood outside the door, waiting for the movement in the room. The dark shadow also stood, staring at Vilan, as if puzzled, yes, who doesn't think it's strange? She almost forgot that she was a bride today. The lights kept on, Wang Hong didn't come out, and Chu Tao didn't come out. She could only silently return to Zhilan Garden, telling herself that she would never go to the study again, and never leave the courtyard for half a step. There was always a sense of guilt, as if I was the trigger for this anger. She had never seen Chu Tao's angry face again, and everyone inside and outside the Chu family said that their young master had always been elegant and magnificent, and he had a humble and gentlemanly demeanor, and he had never had anything to do with anger. So she thought, Chu Tao must hate her to the extreme!

Could it be that Xie Junhe didn't know? She had long been accustomed to being forgotten. He looked at Xie Junhe with a hesitant look.

The deep voice filled the air like poison, with a suffocating taste: "The situation of the young master...... Not so good......"

In an instant, it was like a sharp sword piercing into the heart, with an indescribable pain. She immediately rushed to the study, her mind in a state of confusion, and she couldn't hear what Junhe had said to her. Wang Hong stood in front of the door of the study, blocking her way.

Eagerly, I heard Jun He say behind his back: "Get out of the way." ”

Wang Hong was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"The main thing is to blame, you just say you can't stop me. Anyway, it's not the first time I've violated the order," Jun He smiled coldly, forcing Wang Hong to nod, "I'll go and arm, something will call me." When the words fell, Jun He had already walked ten steps away. Wang Hong sighed deeply: "The young master has an order, and no one is allowed to alarm you." He is the only one who dares to disobey the order. ”

Wei Lan didn't care so much, and pushed the door straight into the study.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, and the study was littered with all kinds of books and miscellaneous items, so messy that it was almost impossible to find the book case, and the half-unfolded scrolls were scattered all over the place, spreading out so that it was almost impossible to find a place to stay. The sword leaned against the corner, and the agarwood burner was full of ashes. No one would believe that this was Chu Tao's style. Behind the gauze curtain, Chu Tao wore long hair, was dressed in plain clothes and semi-open, leaning on the couch in front of the window, his right arm and right wrist wrapped in a thick veil. There is also a piano and a few books next to the pillow. He tilted his head sideways and closed his eyes slightly, with a little gray-white haggard in his calmness, and the two sword eyebrows were not as flamboyant as before, as if they were a little more warm and moist. There is still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a smile as clear as a child, and he may not forget to point out the rivers and mountains in his dreams.

Veran didn't dare to get too close, staring at it from afar. The afterglow of the setting sun unconsciously spilled into the room and fell on the couch, flashing with a dazzling light. She only felt that the corners of her eyes were slightly wet, and gently lowered the curtain.

"Didn't you go your separate ways?" a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded, startling her into retreating several steps, almost hitting the corner of the table. Seeing that the movement was wrong, he stood up and straightened his clothes, and the smile on his face stiffened: "It's you?"

She said timidly: "I'm sorry to wake up my husband......"

He waved his hand and said indifferently: "That ruffian # ...... What did I say to you?"

She suddenly became clumsy, and didn't know what to say for a while: "No, just that my husband was injured...... turned around and poured a cup of tea and handed it to the desk, picking up the books next to his pillow and the mess in the room.

"Eventful! I'll clean up the house, don't mess with it. ”

Wei Lan just buried her head: "Can it be more messy?" Chu Tao didn't say anything, let her be busy inside and out, turned to the lyre next to the couch, and gently plucked the strings. He hadn't touched it in a while, and she hadn't heard it for too long. I don't know much, I just like it, I like the flying and light in the sound of the piano. As always, Chu Tao played a song in Zhilan Garden, and she just lightly cleaned up her flowers and plants, smiling and listening. In fact, she is very content.

In a moment, the study returned to its bright appearance, and the scrolls returned to their places, and dust disappeared everywhere. The intoxicating aroma rose from the agarwood burner again, and spread all around—although she did not enter the study, she knew well that this was his habit. The spice was carefully selected by her from the powder in the courtyard, one by one—the smell he liked, which could calm him down and think.

Chu Tao only cared about making the strings and tasting tea by himself, and said without raising his head: "Call Uncle Wang in when you leave." ”

The moment Uncle Wang entered the house, she clearly saw Chu Taoshu's smile. So she ducked out, and the air was suddenly different. I only heard them talking about a few words, Konoha, Jiang Shaoyun, and Qin Dashao. She never knew that. But she was not willing to go far.

It's just that she's a superfluous person. It's just that Xie Junhe is troubled, it is rumored that he and Chu Tao are each other's confidants, can't he see through Chu Tao's thoughts? If it was Leng Fengyi who was standing in the study......

Veran's heart was sour.