romantic flower

Song Yi lowered his head and remembered.

This action inadvertently hurt Wang Su, and a hazy mist quickly formed in her eye sockets, and she stomped her feet and ran out the door...

"Hey... slow down..." Song Yi only spoke halfway, and Wang Su had already run away, only a voice came from a distance---I hate you!

Song Yi smiled helplessly, and asked a guard to follow him out, but he was not in the mood to chase after him to comfort Wang Su.

He is tired enough now, Yanyun's affairs are getting busy, his worries are much more complicated than that of a group president, and before he crossed over, he was just an ordinary young man.

Being able to achieve the current field is all due to the experience summed up by the predecessors in memory. Although not all historical experience can be used for reference, it is enough for Song Yi to achieve his current achievements.

The women in the family were still keen to work in the garden, and Song Yi sat alone in the hall in a daze.At the beginning, I thought about the chaotic things on the side of the Dangxiang clan, but gradually my mind became a mess and became dazed.

In a daze, I thought of myself and this family now, and couldn't help being confused.Is this the life you want?Fight endlessly among the various forces, and then decide the winner?

When I think of those people who died in front of me on the battlefield in the past, no matter friends or enemies, does it really have to be meaningful to divide life and death like this?

No.

Song Yi suddenly thought that life and death can't always be used to determine the winner, at least with his own ability, he doesn't have to see so many people die.

What he is doing now is this thing, and he should be able to do another thing, so he suddenly wants to make himself stronger.

Only by being strong can we change some patterns of victory and defeat. Although it is difficult, even Song Yi himself feels that he is whimsical, but he suddenly feels that if he does not want to be entangled in this game forever, then he should break some thing!

While he was thinking hard, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Why are you in a daze alone?"

Song Yi looked up and saw Xu Chang walking in... Smiling slightly at her, Xu Chang sat down on the chair beside him.

"Why aren't you with them?" Song Yi asked with a smile.

Xu Chang stretched out her finger in front of Song Yi, and there was a small bloodstain on it. She smiled and sighed, "If I accidentally cut it, they won't let me do it..."

Song Yi smiled, feeling comforted by the current harmonious atmosphere at home, stretched out his hand to hold her delicate finger, and sucked it on his lips.

A blushing shyness flashed across Xu Chang's cheeks, subconsciously withdrew her fingers and gave him a white look, and said, "It's not good to be seen by servants in broad daylight."

"What's the matter? The love between husband and wife is a matter of course. Others will only envy them when they see it." Song Yi said with a smile.

Xu Chang's face was even more ashamed, but he couldn't refute it. He just asked Song Yi again, "Just now you were alone in the hall in a daze, what were you thinking?"

"It's hard to say something out of mind, actually... I also find it difficult, but I want to do it!" Song Yi said, frowning.

Xu Chang also frowned slightly, hesitant to speak.

Seeing her expression, Song Yi reached out and grabbed her hand and said, "Just say what you want to say, your husband is not the kind of person who gets angry easily!"

Xu Chang hummed lightly, and then said in a soft voice, "Actually, we all feel very content with our current life in private. Although there are more and more women in the family, in fact, when you are not around, you are not there. It will look deserted, the family gets along harmoniously, and there is no intrigue like other families... These are of course brought about by your generosity and tolerance that are different from other men! But you know, because You are too important, so none of us want you to be too tired, or bad... We all hope that we can help you do more things, share for you..."

"Sister Qingyan often sighs and says that she can't help you, and we also feel sad, even though we have done more things than other women, and we are a little bit out of line... But we still feel that we are still far away from sharing the burden for you. So sometimes everyone envies Fuyao, at least she can protect your safety by your side...and no matter what we do, we can't think more than you...so sometimes When we smile and talk, we would rather you not be so powerful, because husband, you don’t have to be so powerful, so you don’t have to be so tired... Our family has no worries, what else do we need?"

Although Xu Chang's words were soft, they contained the woman's affection for her husband. Song Yi couldn't help but feel guilty when he heard it!

Since marrying Qingyan, although I have made my life better and better, I have cared less and less for the women around me!But now that there are more women in the family, it is naturally more difficult to take care of what each woman thinks... While he is resisting external pressure to maintain the family, why don't his own women carefully maintain the family internally? Where is home?

But they always feel that they have not done enough. Doesn't this move Song Yi?

For a while, Song Yi was silent, just holding Xu Chang's hand felt warm, but he didn't know what to say, and those thoughts before were shaken a little.

It's a bit difficult to choose between the stability of your own home and the stability of someone else's home!The reason it's a bit difficult is because Song Yi has come to this point now. In order to get to this point, he has gathered the fate of more people together, and at the same time, he has put a heavier burden on his shoulders!

Because he is also responsible for the fate of these people...

At this time, a woman's laughter and Xiao Wushuang's babbling came from outside the hall, and Song Yi woke up from the silence!

Xu Chang pulled his hand out of Song Yi's nervously, stood up and looked towards the door.

Huang Ying's figure appeared first, and then other people came in one after another. They were surprised to see Song Yi sitting in the hall, and immediately surrounded him to chat and laugh!

Liu Qingci's belly is slightly protruding, but her charm is even more charming, like a ripe melon, a fully bloomed rose, bright and ready to drip.

Song Yi quietly observed their conversation for the first time, but found that they could laugh happily just talking about some boring words, and their eyes would look at him intentionally or unintentionally, with some caution, like With some expectations, I hope Song Yi can join their conversation...

Song Yi thought that kind of behavior would only happen to children, but he didn't expect that a group of women would do the same. He smiled, pretending to be attracted by their conversation, and naturally began to join their conversation.

All of a sudden, Yingying Yanyan in the hall laughed continuously, and even the servants and guards in the hall felt that there was a kind of happy and warm appeal in these laughter!

There is a lot of laughter here, but outside the city, there is a sullen girl kicking anything that can fly under her feet, muttering and cursing Song Yi as a villain.