Chapter 210 He is such a despicable person
Wen Chengyao couldn't believe what he heard. The third child beat him, and his father not only refused to give him justice, but also persuaded him to endure it.
Endure it? His father persuaded him to endure it, how ridiculous!
Haha, has he endured less all these years? How could his father treat him like this? Is it because he is a concubine? Aren't they all father's sons? Is it so noble to be born? The third child hit him!
Father is so eccentric!
Grief and anger burned in his heart, and Wen Chengyao almost lost his mind. He wanted to yell, he wanted to yell, he wanted to question his father loudly, why? Isn't he filial enough?
Wen Chengyao came out of his father's place with a blank face, and went all the way in a daze, not knowing how to get back to his yard. Seeing him like this, the servants in the courtyard were terrified, "Second Master! What's wrong with you? Have you been beaten?"
Wen Chengyao couldn't hear this word the most, and was extremely annoyed. He yelled, "Get out! Get out!" He walked into the room with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and fell headfirst on the bed, his mind was full of "father's partiality".
Yu Zhi soon found out about Wen Jiuxiao beating Wen Chengyao. It wasn't Wen Jiuxiao who told her, but Lian Wu.
Speaking of which, Yu Zhi was also surprised, didn't she let them learn the rules from Mama Wang? I don't know which link went wrong, the four of them seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and within a short period of time, they got along like ducks in water in the mansion. .
Lianwu can talk now, he can talk to anyone. There is never a shortage of snacks such as melon seeds and candied fruit in his pocket, and he is generous, willing to share with anyone he sees. Whoever encounters difficulties will enthusiastically help, even if they can't help, they will accompany them to find a way.
In this way, the maids, mother-in-law, and daughter-in-law are all willing to talk to her, so the news will be obtained?
Yu Zhi was surprised at first, but when she knew that Wen Jiuxiao's injury was the same as the one she had last time, she couldn't help laughing. This leader can protect his subordinates and deal with them!
"Third Master is back." A servant girl's voice came from outside.
The curtain was lifted, and Wen Jiuxiao, who was covered in wind and snow, came in. He was carrying a big bag in his hand, put it on the table, and said to Yu Zhi, "Try it."
Yu Zhi, who was nestled on the soft couch, sat up on his knees, stretched his head to look, "What is it?"
Wen Jiuxiao didn't speak, and directly handed the burden to her.
"You made me clothes again?" Yu Zhi opened it and saw that it was a fox fur cape. The fiery red fox fur has no variegation, it is soft and warm to the touch, and Yu Zhi fell in love with it right away.
She couldn't help but looked up at Wen Jiuxiao, and he said, "It's cold."
For some reason, Yu Zhi suddenly remembered that when he was in Peach Blossom five years ago, he got her several pieces of high-quality fox skins, and asked her to make clothes because of the cold weather...
"Does it look good?" Yu Zhi put on his cape and twirled around on tiptoe.
"Pretty." In the dull winter day, she is the most beautiful color.
Yu Zhi, who was smiling, met Shang Wen Jiuxiao's eyes unexpectedly, his hot eyes, for some reason, his face became a little hot, "Why are you making clothes for me again?"
Yes, good mood! At this time, the frame of that old lady Anle should have broken in the suburbs of Beijing, right? I just don't know if Jiang Shengyuan will give me enough strength this time, it would be even better if she could break an arm or a leg.
Even if the emperor wanted to investigate, he couldn't find him. He just let people spread the news that "a hundred-year-old plum plant was found in the suburbs of Beijing", and she was the one who insisted on going out to admire the plum, right? If she was unlucky, she was the one who met the wild boar going down the mountain, right?
It's getting old, isn't it good to cultivate one's morality in a Taoist temple? Don't blame him for chopping the hand so long.
The corner of Wen Jiuxiao's mouth couldn't help but curl up when he thought that the old woman might still be drinking Fengyanxue.
"Oh, did you find the silver?" Yu Zhi joked.
"No!" Wen Jiuxiao shook his head, his eyes full of admiration, "Zhizhi is so beautiful!"
"You're good-looking too!" Under his hot gaze, Yu Zhi, who has always been a self-proclaimed old driver, felt a little uncomfortable. His eyes were so... almost cannibalistic.
Wen Jiuxiao stared at the woman in his arms. No one knew that he had tried his best to get this woman.
In his dull life, she broke in like a colorful deer. In his whole life, he has been imprisoned by the secular ethics, the responsibilities of the sons and grandchildren of the marquis, and the expectations of the elders, and she is the holy fruit he covets but cannot obtain, evoking all the hidden and unspeakable things deep in his heart as a man. Evil thoughts.
Once he had made up his mind, he would pet her quietly, pamper her, chase her, and even beg her. When he found out that she would be soft-hearted, in order to make his injury look more serious, he even stabbed himself with a dagger expressionlessly.
He used his older experience to seduce an inexperienced little girl, and used his calmness, deepness, and even beauty to seduce this seemingly ruthless, but actually soft-hearted, seemingly shrewd, but in fact ignorant and naive girl. little girl. Detours, showing weakness, chasing and intercepting... He has exhausted all kinds of tactics. In this chase, he seemed to be at a disadvantage, but in fact she never escaped from his grasp. He wove a web of affection and trapped her by his side.
He coaxed her, kissed her lips, and saw that she was budding like a flower in front of him.
He pampered her, drove away all men with ulterior motives quietly, and firmly occupied her side.
What a shameful thing, but he did it. He is such a despicable person, he hides his own ugliness and shows her his glamorous side.
It's nothing, just do it, he doesn't care, and he doesn't regret it.
He doesn't need her to be virtuous or capable, he just wants her to stay by his side obediently and be able to see her when he turns his head. When he was fighting outside, he had a thought in his mind. He was exhausted from work, and he had a haven when he returned.
She is the breeze, which can wash away his filth; she is the star, which can illuminate the darkness in his heart.
She is his little girl, his branch, the blood that he hides deep in his heart, and the woman he can never let go of no matter what.
No one can hurt her, not even himself.
Princess Anle, who was trapped in the suburbs of Beijing, was not as embarrassed as Wen Jiuxiao thought, and it was even more impossible to drink the wind and swallow the snow. After all, she was also a royal princess. With so many guards and servants, even with their bodies, they could build her a shelter from the wind and snow. Harbor come.
Treading the snow to find plums is very sentimental, but the century-old plums can't arouse Princess Anle's interest. The reason for her trip in the snow is Wen Jiuxiao's new poem about plums.
Who would have thought that the hundred-year-old plum could not be found, but encountered a hungry wild boar going down the mountain, and the wild boar rampaged, and the shaft of Princess Anle broke. She didn't fall out, but her arm was pinned to the leg of the square table and broke.
(end of this chapter)