The cold young master's exquisite wife

Qin Yuehui, the master of the Qin family, is critically ill and cannot wait.The boat set off immediately, despite the wind and rain.

Anu was still faithfully guarding the door, while Qin Sangong and Yan Weier sat in the cabin, neither of them spoke.

The third son of Qin had a sad face, and he remembered his father in his heart. He was his father's middle-aged son, and he was very fond of him.At home, if you want the wind and the rain, you like to travel in the mountains and play in the water, so the old father put all the heavy family fortune on the eldest brother, and he has always done whatever he wants.

When he came out, his father was only suffering from the cold occasionally, and after nearly ten days, there was news that he was critically ill. This made him, who is usually calm, at a loss, wishing to fly to his father's side to accompany him.

He took off the jade flute from his waist and gently put it to his lips. The melody of longing spread out on the river in the dark night. inside.

Sometimes the thick bass is like a father's kindness and love, exhortations and teachings, and sometimes the clear high pitch is like a son's naughty, carefree, slightly shifted tone, like a child crying coquettishly.

The worries gradually dissipated in the middle of the night, covering the entire boat in silence.

Yan Wei'er was sitting by the window, the river was pitch black, like the black hole her mind suddenly entered, with no light and no hope.

After she escaped from Ji Lian's house, the first time she saw Ji Lianbieno, it was such a scene, how unbearable.Even if she ran out, she still missed the man who was sometimes cold and sometimes gentle. She even thought that maybe this life would be spent in such longing.

But that scene suddenly shattered her dream, and even thinking about it was unnecessary, and even thinking about it was extremely humble.She was just one of his many women, and the most unbearable one.

When he met her, she was being sent in a big sedan chair to be a concubine for an old man in his twilight years.Her first night was in his hatred, as wanton as if destroying a piece of beautiful jade, how could he cherish her?

He thought that his heart was the same as his own. At a certain moment, he was affected by certain feelings and gave his heart.He said that the position of Mrs. Ji Lian belonged to her, and he told everyone that she was Mrs. Ji Lian.

No matter how disdainful he was, he was still complacent, satisfied, and inexplicably looking forward to it.It's just that maybe he coaxes all women like this, like Xian Xuezhi, and other women too.

It's just that she was ignorant of the world, and thought that what he said was what he said, and she never even doubted that he would make up for her in that lifetime.She was too stupid to shed so many tears for him.

The sound of Qin Sangong's flute is long and melodious, twists and turns, crisp and slow, melodious and clear, but also desolate and heavy.

Yan Wei'er's nose was sour, and two lines of tears fell down, dripping with sadness.The tearful eyes flowed, hiding the sadness that could not be wiped away.The delicate jade face turned into frost, cold to the bone, oozing with despair, as if there was nothing in this world to warm her heart.

On a winter night, two frustrated people, one misses his old father and the other misses his old feelings.

After the third son of Qin played the last flute sound, he inserted the flute obliquely on his belt.Approaching Yan Wei'er, she said softly: "Does Wei'er have something on her mind? Did you meet someone you don't want to see at the banquet?"

His sensitive mind has already captured Yan Weier's changes along the way. Although Prince Wei is hateful and disgusting, he is not enough to make her cold and hopeless. It is not fear, but a cold heart, seeping from the inside out cold.

Yan Wei'er gently wiped away the tears, her face was bleak, and she spit out her sorrow slightly: "My mother is dead. For my mother, I would rather go to be a concubine for the prince of Wei. , but still died."

"What? Concubine?" Third Young Master Qin thought of Prince Wei's salivating expression, and felt irritable in his heart.

Yan Wei'er nodded, unwilling to disclose the people and things she met afterwards, and said: "Later, something went wrong on the way, so I didn't go. But my mother died. In this world, except for Anu, I only There are no more relatives."

A gentle look appeared on the face of Third Young Master Qin: "Didn't you call me brother? I am also your relative."

Yan Wei'er was full of worries: "This is exactly what I am worried about. Today, third brother Qin has formed a grudge with Prince Wei because of Wei'er. I am afraid that it will not be good for my brother and his family."

"My third son, Qin, have I ever been afraid of trouble? What's more, it's just a wine bag and a rice bag." He didn't take it seriously. He had heard that Prince Wei's reputation was notorious and he did all kinds of bad things. If he dared to bump into him, he would just deal with him.

Yan Wei'er changed into a purple long jacket, with a few white lilies embroidered on the cuffs, and a moon-white fringed silk flower on the waist, which is very chic: "Brother Qin San, Wei'er can get off the boat if he wants to be in Linshui... Even if Wei If the prince goes to the Qin family, if he doesn't see me, he will naturally be fine."

The handsome eyebrows of the third son of Qin gathered together lightly: "Why did Wei'er say that? Is it true that my elder brother only knows how to travel around the mountains and rivers, and doesn't do his job properly?"

Yan Wei'er shook her head quickly, her eyes were like water: "Brother misunderstood, that's just one of the reasons, Wei'er is harassing your family. If we just take Wei'er back like this, I'm afraid it will cause misunderstanding to my brother's family. What she said made sense, a young man brought a young woman home, no one could really believe that it was just a "brother and sister" relationship.

The third son of Qin smiled casually: "Wei'er is too worried! What other people say is their business. If Wei'er really doesn't want to go home with me, well, just stay at the inn then. When I go home, naturally I can come and see you too."

He knew that she had nowhere to go, a little girl with a dog was inconvenient, if she attracted a shameful person like Prince Wei, it would be too late to regret it.

Seeing his sincerity, Yan Wei'er was grateful in her heart, and no longer insisted: "Then Wei'er is waiting at the inn, brother don't have to worry about it, it's better to take care of the family with all your heart."

Hearing that Mr. Qin was seriously ill, she was also inexplicably worried, and even wanted to take out the copper coins several times to calculate a divination, fearing that Mr. Qin would laugh at her, and also afraid that it would be difficult to explain to him if the calculation was a bad divination, so she gave up .

The third son of Qin opened the hatch, called Uncle Wen and said, "speed up the boat." Then he asked, "uncle Wen, where can we go tomorrow morning?"

Uncle Wen is in his forties, ordinary-looking, and very capable in his work: "Tomorrow morning we will reach Wuli, and after that we will reach Linshui."

Yan Wei'er stood a little further away and heard his answer. For a moment, she caught the fleeting panic in Uncle Wen's eyes in a daze.It was just a natural instinct to observe words and expressions, but this discovery made her doubt her intuition.

After Uncle Wen left the cabin, she pretended to be understated and asked, "Uncle Wen has been traveling with Third Brother Qin?"

The third son of Qin sat down, took a sip from his teacup: "Wei'er only thinks that I take a boat every time I come out? Take a group of servants and go everywhere to have fun?" After a pause, he said: "Before I practice martial arts As far as human beings are concerned, there is nothing more enjoyable and free than riding a horse. This time, I came out because I wanted to attend Feng Chuyang's banquet. Uncle Wen is usually at home to help my elder brother with daily affairs."

Yan Wei'er's heart was pounding, it's better not to gossip, if she had random suspicions and caused troubles, she would be a villain in vain.