Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 96

I saw black and white writing, which read:

Qiuwen hit me, I will write down the account first, and deduct [-] points.

Childish words, really like a child.

Xiao Tingchen smiled.

He closed Su Jiu's small notebook, and for some reason, he thought of something. His face that was originally smiling slowly turned gloomy.

He left the library blankly.

Mu turned and went back to the dormitory, only to see that the cotton curtains around the little girl's bed were drawn tightly, not even a ray of light could penetrate.

The girl has probably gone to bed.

He blew out the two lamps, kicked off his shoes and got into bed.

The spring rain outside the window is boundless.

I don't know when it will fall.

The young man rested his head with one hand and was lost in thought on the top of the tent.

The only remaining candle on the table burnt out gradually in the darkness.

Amidst Ye Yu's fluttering sound, a girl's sobs suddenly sounded.

Far away in the sky, close at hand.

With suppressed sobs, it was the sound that could only be made when he buried himself deep in the quilt.

in the end,

Still wronged?

No matter how strong a girl is, in such a cold and rainy spring night, she will still miss her parents and complain about the unfairness of the heavens, right?
Xiao Tingchen opened his eyes.

The last bit of candle wick was annihilated by wax tears, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Hearing the sobbing and crying, he gradually became irritable.

"Hold!"

He finally couldn't hold back, turned over and got out of bed, took the cloak hanging on the tree and left the dormitory.

The boundless spring rain fell in a patter.

The delicate peony is weakly drenched in the drizzle, and the green branches are bent, as if they are about to be crushed to dust.

Under the eaves of the Rong'an Courtyard, Qiu Wen came out of the main room with elegant makeup, and whispered: "Madam is in a bad mood, and it's hard to fall asleep, so don't watch at the door, lest you make any noise and disturb Madam. "

Several maids hurriedly bowed to answer.

Qiuwen closed the door of the house, stirred the handkerchief with both hands, and walked along the carved corridor to the wing room where she lived.

On the first night when the master came back, he refused to rest in the wife's yard because of the second son's affairs.

Instead, he went to Xue's bitch.

It's just a sick child who is not worth looking at, but only looks more beautiful, so it is worth the master's thoughts!

It was in vain that she had taken good care of it during this period of time, she thought that the master didn't favor his wife, so maybe he would call her to serve him, just like before...

The carved corridor is winding and elegant, and every few steps, there is a glazed lamp hanging.

The light from the lamp was swallowed by the dark and cold spring rain, and only a few clusters of light were barely blurred in the mist, barely illuminating the veranda.

Qiuwen walked to the corner with a sullen expression, but saw a figure leaning on the red-painted porch pillar.

Wearing a frosty white jacket, a large cloak embroidered with platycodon grandiflorum and blue and silver thread embroidered with hydrangea flowers is casually draped over the shoulders.

The crow-colored lacquered hair was tied lazily around the waist, and a few strands of long hair hung down from the corner of the forehead, making the face even more beautiful, with a touch of cinnabar gorgeous.

It was the bastard that their wives regarded as a thorn in their eyes——

Xiao Tingchen.

At this time, the concubine did not have the smell of books as usual, but was full of evil spirits, like a ghost coming from the rain. Although he had a beautiful skin, he was inexplicably seductive.

Holding a dark purple and gold fine bong in his left hand, he is puffing clouds and smoke in a leisurely manner.

The side face was flickering in the smoke and lights, and the arc drawn by the thin lips was extremely evil.

Qiuwen frowned secretly, feeling flustered for some reason.

She said aloud: "It's late at night, the fifth son doesn't go to bed, what are you doing here? You should know that this is the madam's yard. It is against the etiquette for the son to appear at night."

"Isn't it right?"

Xiao Tingchen squinted at her, with a mocking smile on his thin lips.

(End of this chapter)