First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 240 It's You, And Only You

Sending Mrs. Du out, Song Zixun thought about it, then turned and went into the inner room.

The room is scented with soothing incense to help sleep, the soft breath is mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, and it smells very pleasant.

Du Rongzhi woke up at some point, leaning on the pillow, staring at Chengchen above her head.The sun shines in through the window sill, and there seems to be a stream of light floating on the light blue gauze, reflecting on her innocent little face, making her whiter and more transparent.

"Are you awake?" Song Zixun hesitated for a moment, then sat down carefully by her bed and asked softly.

Du Rongzhi seemed to hear the movement until now, she slowly turned her face, her empty eyes fixed on his brand new robe.

"My mother..." she began hoarsely.

"I've sent my mother-in-law out." Song Zixun said softly.

"..."

"She told me to take good care of you."

His response was still a long silence.

"So..." After an unknown amount of time, she opened her mouth again and said in a hoarse voice, "Even if I become what I am now, you... still won't let me go, will you?"

Song Zixun trembled slightly, then raised his head abruptly.

"I already know everything." Her dull eyes finally turned back to his face slowly.

How dull must she be...

Everything is already so obvious.

All his clothes suddenly disappeared from the cabinet overnight; Madam An, who had always hoped that she and Song Zixun would get back together, never whispered this name in her ears again; Every time I look at her, that kind of cautious, flattering and pitying eyes...

Everything... It's just because she's crazy.

She was finally driven crazy by him, by this hopeless marriage.

Du Rongzhi suddenly wanted to laugh, and she really did.The lip that was bitten when she lost control before gradually oozes blood with her actions, but she doesn't feel it at all.

Song Zixun's heart ached, he took her skinny hand, and explained in a low voice, "It's not that I'm trying to hide it from you on purpose, it's just that you're still recovering, I'm afraid you will know more think……"

Uncharacteristically, Du Rongzhi did not wave away the hand he was holding tightly to her.

"Song Zixun, why bother?" She let out a sigh that seemed to be pity, but more like helplessness, "You are a person with great ambitions, and you will have a bright future in the future...Why do you have to waste time on me? ?”

There was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly, "Have you ever thought about it, when that day comes, you will fulfill your long-cherished wish and become the master of this grand duke's mansion, and stand by your side, sharing all the honor with you?" The one who is more respectable is me, a crazy woman..." Du Rongzhi covered her mouth and giggled, "Don't you...don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Nonsense!" Song Zixun's deep eyes flashed with pain, "Who said you're crazy?! You're just sick, as long as you rest in peace and stop thinking about it...you'll get better soon."

He firmly grasped the catkin in his palm, lowered his head and kissed the protruding veins on the back of her hand, "You are the wife I am marrying, no matter where I go or how far I can go in the future, the one who walks hand in hand with me will always It's you." He paused, looking into her red eyes from a smile, "It's only you."

His eyes were sincere and warm, and there were things that were both familiar and unfamiliar to her shining in them—those things that she had pursued all her life, and ended up with two dead bodies, but she never got them. At this moment, it was like a flood that opened its gates. , as if as long as she said a word or a glance, it would rush out the next moment.

But she... just looked away blankly.

Song Zixun's expression froze slightly.

Even so, her reaction was much better than the previous glare or indifference.

Song Zixun couldn't help feeling hopeful again, took her hand and said softly, "I know you are very bored in the mansion these days... In a few days, my mother-in-law and aunt will go to Huishan Temple to offer incense, and then I will also Let's go to relax with you... How about you?" Seeing that Du Rongzhi was silent, he continued to have a good temper, "It's clean and tidy, and the scenery is also very good. If you're bored, there's your mother-in-law—"

Before he could finish speaking, Du Rongzhi had already withdrawn his hand, turned around and slid into the quilt with a blank expression, "I'm tired, you go out..."

Even though she has turned into this inhuman and ghost-like appearance, even though she begged her mother so hard to take her back, between fame and her daughter, the mother still resolutely chose the former...

She no longer knew that apart from Guan'er, there was nothing else in this world to miss.

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Five days later, Du Rongzhi boarded the carriage to Huishan Temple.

Song Zixun walked with her.

From time to time, Qingfeng mischievously raised the car curtain, revealing the delicate and fair face of the woman in the car.

She rested her chin lightly on her bare hands, quietly looking at the houses at the foot of the mountain with her enigmatic eyes... she didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Zixun, who was reading a book at the side, hesitated a little when he saw this, closed the book and leaned towards her calmly, asking softly, "What are you reading?"

Du Rongzhi seemed unguarded that he would speak suddenly, or he had completely forgotten that there was such a person in the carriage. Hearing this, he couldn't help trembling slightly, pursed his lower lip and did not speak.

Fortunately, Song Zixun was already used to it, so he raised the curtain and pointed forward, "Rong'er, do you still remember the family in front?" He didn't expect Du Rongzhi's answer, so he smiled and said, "I remember that year when the two families Grandma made an appointment to take us to the temple to offer incense, you and the fourth child are the most mischievous, taking advantage of the elders' unpreparedness, leaving the girl and mother-in-law to slip down the mountain to play..."

He happened to be looking for Song Zixi when he ran into him by accident.He was only eight or nine years old at that time, and when he saw two people sneaking around, he became very playful and followed behind secretly.

Who knew that these two troublemakers were actually trying to steal the fruit from other farmers' trees... Later, the owner found out that Du Rongzhi sprained her foot when she jumped from the tree... Song Ziche was so frightened that he couldn't help but Knowing that he was grinning and crying, or seeing that the master was coming after him, he gritted his teeth and carried the young Du Rongzhi on his back and ran up the mountain...

One can imagine what happened afterwards—as an elder brother, he failed to fulfill his responsibility of disciplining his younger siblings, and was severely reprimanded by his grandmother and copied books all night.Since then, subconsciously, Du Rongzhi's "three words" have been kept at arm's length...

Now when I recall this unhappy past, what remains in my memory is only the innocent smile of the little girl, and "Brother Xun" as crisp and sweet as an oriole...

"Do you remember these?" He whispered in his ear.

Du Rongzhi's body stiffened, and she squeezed her lower lip tightly.

The carriage gradually stopped at this moment.

"Master, Young Madam, Huishan Temple is here."

(End of this chapter)