First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 215 Let's end it

The study room was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of brushing, brushing, brushing was heard as the tip of the pen landed on the rice paper.

Yuanyuan peeked at the person sitting above him, and continued, "Young Madam took medicine in the morning, and also had a bowl of goji berry and pigeon soup, and her appetite is better than yesterday..."

Song Zixun nodded slightly, put down his pen and took the wet handkerchief from Changxing, "What did Mrs. Du say to Mrs. Young?"

Yuanyuan pursed her lips, and said guiltily, "I don't know... I don't know."

Song Zixun paused when he wiped his hands, and raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Yuanyuan lowered her head and said timidly, "The servant went to the kitchen to watch the fire... Yes, it was Nanny An and Sister Qinghe who were serving in the house..."

Suddenly there was a "pop" in my ear.

Yuanyuan trembled in fright, subconsciously looked up, but saw Song Zixun throwing the wet handkerchief into the tray, looking at him with deep eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Yuan Yuan's heart trembled, and he looked at his cousin Chang Xing for help.

The latter waved to her quietly behind Song Zixun's back, and gave her a look of "honestly explaining".

In Yuanyuan's heart, heaven and man were at war for a long time, and then he opened his mouth expectantly, "But when the servant brought the soup in, it was... I vaguely heard Mrs. Du say a few words..."

Song Zixun looked at her coldly.

Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, and said in a loud voice, "Madam Du said, if the young lady is really self-willed, not only will she damage the reputation of herself and the younger sisters in her boudoir, but even the masters and young masters of the Du family will be burdened by her. I can't lift my head up outside..." After she finished speaking, she quickly raised her head and looked at Song Zixun in fear.

Song Zixun pursed his lips tightly.

After a while, he heard him ask in a deep voice, "Young Madam, what did you say after hearing this?"

Yuanyuan shook her head, "Young Madam didn't talk anymore..." She whispered, "It's just that when the slaves entered the room, Madam Du and Young Madam's eyes were red... After a short stay, Madam Du went back. "

Song Zixun was silent, then waved, "Go down."

Yuan Yuan felt as if he was about to receive an amnesty, so he was blessed and hurriedly withdrew.

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The afternoon sun gently shines in through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Qing He was sitting on the twig doing needlework when she suddenly heard footsteps outside.

She hurriedly stood up, and before she could walk forward, she saw Yuan Yuan gently opened the curtain and invited Song Zixun in.

"The servant has seen the young master."

Song Zixun nodded slightly, "Young Madam, are you awake?"

Qing He whispered, "Not yet."

While speaking, Song Zixun walked lightly to Du Rongzhi's bed, and waved to her, "Get back."

Qing He hesitated slightly, "Young Madam has been asleep for more than an hour, I'm afraid I should wake up now, if there is no one in the room to serve—"

Song Zixun turned his head, glanced at her coldly, "Go down."

Qing He pursed her lips and was about to speak, when Yuan Yuan hurriedly grabbed her arm, "Yes, I will leave." Then she dragged her out of the room without saying a word.

When the two of them got outside, Qing He shook off Yuan Yuan's hand vigorously, and said angrily, "Just leave if you want to, what are you holding me for?!"

Yuanyuan was also extremely helpless, "Hey, my good sister, what do I want to ask you for! Master obviously wants to be alone with the young lady, why do you—"

"I don't know what Master wants to do," Qing He interrupted in a cold voice, "I only know that Young Madam doesn't want to be alone with him now."

Yuanyuan glanced into the room, and asked in a low voice, "It's just that the young lady doesn't want to... Is there anything we can do now?"

Qing He is silent.

Yuanyuan sighed, "Don't say we have no choice, it's the young lady herself..." She paused, and said in as light a tone as possible, "Besides, there is no overnight feud between the husband and wife...Young lady is because she just didn't After having a child, you will lose your temper with the master when you are too sad... How can you take what you said at that time as true? After this period of time, the young lady has recovered physically and mentally, and she will still be as good as before. ...Sister, don't give up..."

Qing He looked at her for a while, and then curled her lips coldly, "I'm not as lively as you." Then she turned and left.

Yuanyuan was taken aback, and quickly grabbed her sleeve, "Where are you going?"

Qing He lightly brushed it away, "Young Madam is about to wake up, I'll go see if the medicine is ready."

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Green smoke curled up from the incense burner, and even the bitter smell of medicine in the room was covered by a faint fragrance.

Song Zixun raised his hand and opened the curtain, revealing Du Rongzhi's small face half hidden by blue hair.

Song Zixun watched her silently for a while, then reached out to caress her cheek.

Due to too much blood loss, Du Rongzhi's complexion still looked poor, her thin and sunken cheeks were sallow and sallow, and even her lips were almost sickly pale.She didn't sleep peacefully, her delicate brows were tightly wrinkled, and her slender eyelashes were still stained with tears, she was crying in a dream.

Song Zixun's big palm brushed across her cheeks, gently wiping away the water on her long eyelashes with his fingertips, "Rong Zhi...wake up."

Du Rongzhi opened his eyes in a daze, and before he could adapt to the light outside, warm liquid gushed out of his eyes unexpectedly.

Song Zixun hurriedly lifted her up and hugged her in his arms, coaxing her in a low voice, "Don't cry...it's just a dream, Rong'er...you just had a nightmare." He lowered his head, his hot lips were filled with guilt and eagerness He covered her watery eyes tightly, and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little.

Du Rongzhi looked at the face in front of him that was so familiar with tears in his eyes, and didn't move at all.

Seeing that he still couldn't get any response from the other party, Song Zixun sighed helplessly, put his arms around her and whispered, "I know you're still blaming me... Actually, I was going to visit you that night, but I didn't expect Madam Fu to come suddenly ... You also know how she is, if you can't appease her, there will be troubles in the future, and grandma will blame you..." He hugged Du Rongzhi's hand more and more tightly, "I'm sorry for the child's business You, but I also have my helplessness...Rong'er, don't get angry with me anymore, and don't ignore me...OK?"

The two of them were very close, and his hot breath even blew on her face...

But her body is cold, and her heart is also cold.

"I'm not angry with you." After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard Du Rongzhi whisper.

Song Zixun was overjoyed, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard her continue, "What I told you that day is exactly what I have always thought..."

As she spoke, her eyes slowly turned to him.

That pair of clear and bright eyes that used to be like shimmering waves, bright spring scenery, and bright stars in the night sky are now like a pool of stagnant water without waves, just looking at him quietly.

"Song Zixun, let's end..."

(End of this chapter)