Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 115 Ah Nuan, Don’t Cry, Don’t Cry (3)
The cold wind in the night kept pouring in from the wide-open hall door, blowing the flames on the lampstand to sway. It was quiet outside the door, and there was no sign of anyone coming.

Si Jixia folded the cloak over his shoulders, stood up slowly, and began to clear the tea sets on the table.

Just as he was about to pour out the charcoal fire in the small pottery stove with the cold tea, a warm and clear voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Wait a minute, sir."

Si Jixia's hands trembled slightly, and for a moment he turned his head eagerly to look at Dong Nuan Gu who was stepping through the threshold. Seeing those picturesque eyebrows, his heart tightened and then loosened. He thought she was gone forever.

Dong Nuan walked into the living room, stood opposite Si Jixia across the round table, looked at him and said in a low voice, "Master, are you feeling sleepy? If you are not in a hurry to rest, I would like to sit down and talk to you for a while." .”

The tea in the teacup that Si Jixia was still holding in his hand suddenly swayed, a light flashed in his eyes, he didn't answer Dong Nuangu's question directly, but said nervously: "Then I'll do it for you again." Miss Nuan, how about making a cup of tea?"

Dongnuan crooked his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Thank you, my lord."

Gradually, the water in the pottery pot on the small pottery stove began to bubble slowly again. Although she sat down, Dong Nuan Gu didn't say anything immediately, but held the sandalwood box that Duan Wanqing gave her. In his hand, he gently rubbed the carved patterns on the box lid with his fingertips, while Si Jixia's eyes tightened when he saw her pick up the sandalwood box, but he immediately moved away, lowering his eyes to concentrate on making tea up.

After a while, I heard Dong Nuan's voice calmly and slowly said: "My mother's surname is Dong, and I was the No. I marry a good man."

Dong Nuan said it calmly, and Si Jixia also listened quietly, "My lord, you can imagine the life of a prostitute's daughter returning to Gaomen's mansion. I don't have a name in Zuoxiang's mansion. My surname is Dong. My name is Dong." I admit that I have nothing to do with Zuo Xiangfu."

"I just want to live in peace, but my existence seems to be a thorn in the eyes of others. I can't wait to be punished to death. Even Liu Chengji wants me to die." Dong Nuangu's tone was very calm, as if saying It's not her own business, Si Jixia filled a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus tea for her, and handed it to her, so he put the sandalwood box back on the table, took the teacup, and did not forget to smile at him as a sign Thanks, Si Jixia withdrew his hand in a hurry, Dongnuan didn't mind, holding the teacup and continued, "Since that's the case, why should I submit to it?"

"Liu Chengji is attached to the power of the prince. He never thought of having any connection with Yi Wang's mansion, and the people in Zuo Xiang's mansion are too restless, so I choose to marry the son." Dong Nuan said , holding the lid of the cup and gently swiping the tea juice in the cup, held it to his mouth and took a sip, his tone was still calm, "That's why I chose to marry the young master."

The only thing she didn't expect was that this place seemed to be even more unsettled than Zuoxiang's Mansion, but she didn't regret it, because she liked it here, or rather liked it, even though there seemed to be more monsters and monsters here.

But here is someone that Zuo Xiangfu will never have, someone who will love her and protect her.

Why did she suddenly want to tell him this? In fact, she couldn't explain the reason, but she just felt that there was no need to hide anything.

Si Jixia's hand holding the teacup was a little tight, and the flames dancing on the lampstand flickered in his eyes, just like his mood at the moment, his indescribable feeling was like nervousness and excitement, entanglement and joy.

Not only because she took the initiative to talk so much to him for the first time, but also because of the "reason" she said, even if it was just a few simple sentences, he could already know that she married him for a reason and a purpose, But it was completely different from the purpose he had guessed in his heart.

That's enough, that's enough...

"I'm sorry, I didn't give Miss Ah Nuan the peaceful days she expected." Si Jixia felt both happy and ashamed, his hands shook a little, and the tea in the cup poured out without knowing it.

"My lord, the tea is spilled on your hands, isn't it hot?" Dong Nuangu looked at Si Jixia's reaction and smiled softly. Seeing Si Jixia put the teacup on the table in a panic, his brows and eyes smiled even wider. She bent a little, and her eyes were full of satisfaction that she didn't even realize, "Young master, you don't need to apologize to me, this place is very good, I like it very much."

Si Jixia's flustered expression froze because of Dongnuan's soft words, and his whole body tensed up and froze.

It's very good here, I like it very much, a sentence that sounded too ordinary, but when it fell into Si Jixia's heart, it set off waves after waves, which lasted for a long time.

Only people have ever ridiculed him that this is a broken yard, and that what he planted is useless. No one likes this place, just like no one likes his existence.

But she said that this place is very good, and she likes it very much, as if to say, he is very good, and she likes him very much.

Si Jixia was taken aback by his sudden thoughts, his ears turned red, he didn't dare to look at Dong Nuan's smiling face anymore, he just looked away in a panic, trying to do something to cover up his nervousness with embarrassment.

So, Si Jixia brought up the pottery pot stewed on the small pottery stove and wanted to fill the teacup in Dong Nuan Gu's hand, but he listened to Dong Nuan Gu with a soft smile and said: "I haven't had a couple of sips of this tea yet, my lord is in such a hurry Are you trying to burn my hands by pouring water for me?"

The hand that Si Jixia had just stretched out froze for an instant, feeling very embarrassed, and then quickly withdrew his hand, apologizing: "Miss Ah Nuan misunderstood, I didn't mean to burn Miss Ah Nuan's hand, I, I just ..."

Dong Nuan so loves watching Si Jixia mistakenly think she misunderstood him, with red ears and nervous expression, bewildered like a child who has done something wrong, even Xun Rili's cool and calm tone can be changed She had to stutter to make her feel that this is the real him, with flesh and blood, flustered and flustered.

"Young Master, what is it?" Dong Nuan continued to smile unabated, and asked Si Jixia even more nervous, speechless.

"Young master." Dong Nuan is not a person who pushes every inch and makes unreasonable troubles, nor did he intend to tease Si Jixia deliberately watching him nervous and flustered, so he quickly suppressed the smile on his face, and retracted the anger that fell on Si Jixia's face Looking at Si Jixia, he took a sip of tea and said slowly: "If you don't mind, can I call you a different name in the future? If you mind, I will still address you as a young master."

From the moment she said she was marrying him, whom she had never met, she never thought about leaving. Even if she didn't have intercourse and didn't become a real husband and wife, she was always called a son of a son, which always gave her a strange feeling, which made her feel uncomfortable. She feels uncomfortable.

But even though he asked this question, Dong Nuan never thought that Si Jixia would agree, after all, he is not her, he is an ancient man with a deep-rooted concept of incompatibility between men and women.

(End of this chapter)