rich concubine

Chapter 384 Slap
Back at the palace, Rong Yi still entered through the back door of Zhaoyi Courtyard, while Jiang Shunxiao walked through the main door.

At the gate, he was intercepted by the attendant beside Jiang Yimin, who said that the prince was waiting for him in the study.

Jiang Shunxiao paused slightly, his eyes darkened, and he changed his route to the Dongyuan study room.

When passing by Ronghua Courtyard, I could still vaguely hear the bustling sounds coming from there. It was so lively and lively. Jiang Shunxiao's eyes darkened, his brows were flat, but the bottom of his eyes was like an abyss, unfathomable.

When he entered the study, the surroundings became much quieter, and his heart sank. It seemed that every time he came here, his heart would become inexplicably quiet, and he could no longer think of anything else, and could not cause any trouble, except that time when his father asked him to kneel down. When I was in front of my mother's portrait, my heart was in turmoil and I couldn't calm down.

As usual, he stood in front of his mother's portrait and looked at it intently, not even taking a glance at it when he came.

His father seemed to be a man who would never look back. He only had that painting and that person in his eyes.

In the past, Jiang Shunxiao thought it was deep love, and he had the deepest affection for his mother, but now, he would rather his father could let go of the past and live a good life now. Decades of life can be long or short. For It is long for me, but short for my father. Why bother to tie myself up tightly in the short days to come and make the deceased feel at ease?If my mother could still speak, she probably wouldn't want to see my father like this, right?

"Father, the child is back."

Jiang Yimin made no sound as he continued to look at the paintings on the wall. After a long while, he said, "Come here and see your mother."

Jiang Shunxiao followed his words and looked up at his dignified and beautiful mother in the portrait from behind.

Jiang Yimin asked him: "Do you still remember how old your mother is in this portrait?"

Jiang Shunxiao replied: "19 years old, the second year after giving birth to me."

Jiang Yimin nodded and said, "Yes, nineteen, the second year after giving birth to you. How old would you say your mother would be now if she were still alive?"

There was obviously something to be said for this. Who knew that his mother and the eldest princess were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, and there was still a lot of excitement there. How could his father not know that.

Jiang Shunxiao didn't answer, so Jiang Yimin answered to himself: "44 years old. What do you think she will look like at 44 years old?"

Jiang Shunxiao remained silent. Jiang Yimin looked back at him and said, "Look at your mother's portrait. After so many years, the painting cannot retain her appearance. Do you still remember your mother's appearance?"

There was no undercurrent in Jiang Shunxiao's eyes, and he said, "I remember."

"Do you really remember? Do you remember running out on this day?"

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"I often wonder if we, father and son, are the only two people in the world who still remember your mother. Now it seems that your mother is pitiful. I am the only one in the world who still remembers her."

Jiang Shunxiao frowned deeply and retorted in a low voice: "No! I still remember her!"

"Remember you running out at this time? Today is your mother's birthday!" He never said it was Ming's birthday, as if he had never left her.

Jiang Shunxiao's dark eyes were frozen, and he looked up at him and said, "Is it wrong for me to go out? After so many years, dad, aren't you tired?" Jiang Yimin's eyes widened: "Why am I tired?"

"Aren't you tired of guarding this portrait all the time? No matter how much you guard it, my mother will never come back!"

Snapped!
Jiang Shunxiao's face was slapped aside by him, and his cheeks were numb with such force. Jiang Shunxiao's eyes suddenly turned cold, he licked the broken corner of his mouth, looked at him with cold eyes, and said: "Dad, do you think you Would my mother be happy if she saw her like this in heaven?"

It’s not that I forgot about my mother, it’s just that when I have a family, I know the meaning of cherishing her even more.

After Jiang Shunxiao left, Jiang Yimin slumped on the chair for a long time. This tall and tall man also slumped down. Looking at his red palms, he couldn't help but tremble.

Then he looked at the young woman in the picture, and a golden tear silently fell from his eye.

Everyone has weaknesses, the softest places in their hearts. Weaknesses may not necessarily be the softest places in their hearts, but the softest places in their hearts must be weaknesses.

Coincidentally, his beloved wife is the softest place in his heart and his biggest weakness. He can never let go of her in this life. Even if she leaves, even after so many years, she is the one who dreams about her most in the middle of the night. Her voice and smile were the same as when she first met her.

Was he wrong?Is it wrong to miss your deceased wife?
No, he was right!
After returning to Zhaoyiyuan, Jiang Shunxiao went directly to Changliu with a dark face. Because the slap mark on his face was too obvious, and the air pressure when he came all the way was very low, the servants held their breath when they saw him and did not dare to take a big breath. Take it out.

After Rong Yi returned to Changliu, she saw that he hadn't come back for a while, so she washed her hands and face and lay down on the bed to doze off. Usually it was time to take a rest at this time, but when she was half drunk, the door opened slightly and she still Before she stubbornly opened her eyes, she was picked up from behind, and the person behind her smelled familiar.

Rong Yi stopped struggling. She still felt half asleep, and only yawned delicately. She asked, "Are you sleepy too? You must be tired after roasting meat for so long and coming back in a hurry." , let's sleep for a while, Yu Heng will call us when it's time for dinner." He paused for a second, and then said: "Don't worry about sleeping. I told Yu Heng to send it to the kitchen later, and the meat I ate at that time was still in my stomach. "Where's it?"

When he said this, his eyelids couldn't be opened at all and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Jiang Shunxiao looked down at her ears and took a deep breath. The half of his face that had been beaten was pressed against her long hair. Listening to her gentle breathing, for a moment, all the grievances in his heart disappeared. Slowly calmed down.

When she is around, it is indeed more useful than looking forward to Liuhe.

After night fell, Yu Heng came to wake the two of them up. Jiang Shunxiao was still a little dazed when he woke up. He was obviously not sleepy at all, but how did he fall asleep?
He turned to look at Rong Yi, who was also sleeping in a daze. Seeing that her eyes were blurred, he rubbed her hair in a funny way and said, "Get up and have some food."

Rong Yi just woke up, her eyes were still a little blurry, so she rubbed her eyes and said: "My eating time has been messed up these days. If I eat so late, I will definitely gain weight..." Before she said the word "Le", Rong Yi stared. Looking at Jiang Shunxiao's face with wide eyes, he asked in a voice: "What's going on? Who did it?!"

When she asked, Jiang Shunxiao was so surprised that he realized that his face still hurt. It still hurt after sleeping for so long. There must be some marks. He didn't want her to find out, but now she knew it, so she could only sigh and laugh. He must be calm: "What else could happen? I was beaten."

Rong Yi was even more shocked: "Who dares to hit me?"

Jiang Shunxiao stared into her eyes and said solemnly: "Who dares to hit me except my parents?"

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