Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 603 Su Er is the most special

"If I had followed Zhong Yu back then, I wouldn't have needed to fall in love with that self-created fantasy. Don't think so nasty about people. I'm not you. I love someone. I'll give you my whole heart and soul. I admit it, but At least my love is not dirty, unlike yours."

After she finished speaking, she flung her sleeves and left.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, and the three views are different. It is difficult to say a word.

Meng Baiyun went to see the old lady and Feihong, and the old lady was confused again, so she pulled her to call her in-laws and mother to talk about family matters, embarrassing Meng Baiyun.

But knowing that she was not in a good state of mind, so I could only go along with her, talking nonsense with her until the evening as a mother-in-law.

Dinner was eaten in the gazebo in the yard. It was already summer, and as soon as August arrived, the nights would be hot.
The mosquitoes were smoked with wormwood around the pavilion in advance, and the whole pavilion was filled with the aroma of wormwood.

At dinner, Meng Baiyun sat between Long Feihong and the old lady, and Long Aohan was opposite him. The food was sumptuous, and the family was happy and harmonious. Long Aohan even made several dishes for Meng Baiyun, and she said with a smile Thank you, it was like returning to the past, but Meng Baiyun knew in his heart that he couldn't go back.

Today's harmony is just an illusion created by the grandparents.

At night, after taking the medicine, the old lady regained her sanity and wanted to sleep with Baosun, Feihong was also willing, so the grandpa and grandson went to sleep happily.

The rest of the couple, who had been acting for a whole day, went back to the room one after another, and the tenderness and warmth on their faces disappeared as soon as they entered.

Meng Baiyun carried the quilt to the bamboo couch: "You are asleep."

He has no objection: "OK."

This is not enough, the position of the bamboo couch is just right for her to see it when she opens her eyes.

So, out of sight, she pulled the screen over and made a barrier, covering the bed and bamboo couch.

It was getting late, she didn't intend to take off her clothes, she put on her clothes and lay on the bed, it was a bit hot, but she resolutely refused to take off her clothes.

The quilt was pushed aside, and a thin cotton cloth was placed under it, which was simply removed and pressed on the bamboo mat, which gave it a bit of coolness.

Although the house was fumigated with moxa in advance, there was a bush outside the window, and the chirping of mosquitoes and frogs made people tireless.

She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and on the bamboo couch separated by the screen, a deep and light voice came: "Can't sleep?"

"kindness."

Everything was silent, and the voices of the two were very clear in the quiet night.

　 No tit for tat, very calm.

She almost forgot how long it had been since they chatted so calmly, but she didn't want to make noise, the old lady's room was next door, not to mention, it was too hot, she got angry.
If possible, she thought he would stop talking. Even if she couldn't sleep, she didn't want to chat with him to pass the time.

A turning voice came from the bamboo couch: "Is it hot?"

"kindness."

"Let Su Er come in and fan you. I will go out. Just tell her that I have something to do when I go back to the Dragon Mansion. I will come back at dawn. I don't think she will think too much about it. She doesn't look like a very smart girl."

"Who is not smart?" Her voice was cold, like a calf's tone.

He actually didn't understand, if she was kind to Baili Qianxing, it was because Baili Qianxing was Wu Xun's wife, and Wu Xun was her second uncle in name, what about Su Er.

That whining, crying, thoughtless girl always felt that she was protecting and hurting her like a treasure.

Yesterday when Feihong came back, the girl came back with him, and she cried as soon as she came in. She was like the elder sister, and comforted him softly for a long time. Such tenderness was never given to him.

　 Moreover, for the sake of that girl, she can lock up her own sister for inhuman torture.

Knowing that she is kind by nature, she hugged Cuiping, who was lying on the ground and sleeping in a puddle of mud, to the recliner that morning, but it is obvious that being kind to Cuiping is completely different from being kind to Su Er.

To Cuiping, she is at best a master who takes care of the servants.

But to Su Er, she seems to be a relative who treats each other sincerely.
Even when he told the truth that the girl was not smart, as if he violated her taboo, he turned his voice cold.

He frowned: "You are so special to that girl. You never have to work. You are just half a master. For her, you don't even have to give up your own sister. Meng Baiyun, I think I may really not understand you. After living for so many years, you still make me unable to see through."

"I can't see through because you are blind. She has suffered a lot for me, and it's only natural that I treat her well."

Bitter, what bitter?
He didn't know.

Perhaps it was because of his absence for the past few years, but he had personally experienced the incident where she punished Meng Yunduo for Su'er.

The relationship between her and Meng Yunduo's sisters was so deep that they turned against each other because of a maid, and he had experienced it himself.

The importance of Su Er in her heart was beyond his comprehension to be honest.

Did he miss something, something he didn't know.

"Su'er, she..."

"Okay, don't talk to me anymore, don't say a bad word about Su Er, and don't order her around. You are also threatened with Su Er's life. If I hurt her, I will die with you."

There was no sound over there, but under the moonlight, the expression on Long Aohan's face became extremely complicated.

They all died together, she would never say such a thing for Cuiping, Su'er, Su'er, what did this girl do for her, let her be so heart-to-heart and protect each other with death.

He turned over and folded his arms. He didn't remember much about Su Er, because he was a maid, so he never took it to heart, but Meng Baiyun's concern for that maid went to his heart.

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Wake up in the morning, the sky is bright.

Long Aohan has never been a bed lover, and the taste of this bamboo couch is really not good, it is too short and too small for his figure.

When I woke up, I got up, put on my clothes and shoes and pushed the door out. It was raining.

It seems that it got up in the middle of the night yesterday, the weather cooled down, and the bed separated by the screen finally stopped tossing and turning, and there was even the sound of breathing.

He fell asleep after she fell asleep.

The bamboo couch was sleepy all night, and I was extremely tired from sleeping.

Standing outside the door watching the light rain, a little maid got up early and came to greet him.

"General, you are up."

"kindness."

"Slave maid waits for you to wash up."

"Okay! Wait a minute, let Su Er come."

The servant girl was stunned, Su Er was the prince's maidservant, and Mrs. Hu and Housekeeper Hu both confessed that she should not be treated as a servant, so they all respected Su Er. Who dares to trouble Su Er.

But the general said so, let's call.

The general is still the prince's father.

So, Su Er was dug up from the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and when she heard that the general asked her to serve her, her movements instantly went numb.

(End of this chapter)