Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 25

The room is not spacious, but it is cleaned cleanly. There are not too many furniture, let alone superfluous decorations. It is just necessary furniture such as tables, chairs, benches and beds, and the paint color is old and dull. The whole room is the most eye-catching thing. There are only a few pots of green plants placed on the flower stand in front of the window, and two red candles shaking red tears on the candlesticks. The red candles are almost burning to the bottom, and the candle light is weak but shaking violently.

This is a house that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary. It doesn't look like the mansion of King Yi at all, and it doesn't even look like it is the house of King Yi's son.

However, Dongnuan didn't have the slightest surprise or sense of loss, and even if she guessed what she was seeing after glancing at Xitang during the day, even if she couldn't guess, she wouldn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, Her shabby courtyard is just as simple, she won't be unable to accept it, even if the man in front of her has nothing, she won't be disappointed.

This is a choice she made herself. No matter what she hears, sees or knows, she will never be unacceptable, and she will never regret it.

There are not many dishes on the table, three dishes and one soup, the dishes are a bit simple and bland, the winter is warm so I didn't move my chopsticks, I just quietly waited for Si Jixia to speak, the husband didn't speak and didn't move his chopsticks, how can there be a wife The principle of eating first, ordinary women must do so.

Si Jixia originally reached for the white porcelain jug on the table, but withdrew his hand halfway, then looked at Dong Nuan and said, "Hurry up and eat, don't wait until it's cold."

Dongnuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks just now, and when he was about to stretch out the chopsticks to pick up vegetables, he found that Si Jixia hadn't moved the chopsticks, so he slowly withdrew his hand and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand. Seeing this, Si Jixia said: "I've eaten , the girl can eat by herself."

Dongnuan still didn't move, Si Jixia seemed to frowned slightly, but still shook his head slightly, and said in a cold tone: "Hurry up and eat."

Dong Nuan no longer insisted, holding the bowl and began to eat slowly, Si Jixia served her a bowl of soup and put it in her hand, Dong Nuan smiled at him to express his gratitude, Si Jixia moved away slightly head.

Dong Nuan deliberately smiled, not caring about Si Ji Xia's attitude and reaction.

Si Jixia didn't leave until Dong Nuan Gu was full, but after a while he stood up and wanted to leave, but the moment he turned around, Dong Nuan Gu raised his hand and grabbed the cloak on the side where his sleeve was empty.

Si Jixia's body shook, and he mechanically turned his head to look coldly at Dong Nuangu.

Dong Nuan didn't let go, but stood up too, reached out and brought the white porcelain jug and two small cups in front of him, filled the two cups with wine from the jug, picked up one and handed it to Si Jixia.

It's not that she didn't notice the white porcelain flagon and wine glasses on the table, and it wasn't that she didn't notice that he wanted to reach for the white porcelain flagon just now.

Si Jixia just stared blankly at the cup in Dong Nuangu's hand, and did not raise his hand to take it.

Dong Nuan so pulled his cloak a little harder, and then Si Jixia stiffly raised his left hand to take the cup in her hand.

Dong Nuan smiled slightly, reached out to take the other cup, arched his arms, and walked around Si Jixia's arms, watching Si Jixia slowly lift the cup in his hand to his lips, closing the distance between them. Slowly draw closer.

At a close distance, they held their heads up and drank the Hebei wine together.

Dong Nuan Gu lowered her hand first, dipped her fingers in the little wine remaining at the bottom of the cup, wrote three on the table—Dong Nuan Gu, then pointed at herself with a smile.

"Si Jixia, season of seasons, summer of summer." After saying his name, Si Jixia turned around in a hurry, his tone a little anxious, "Go to sleep, I'll sleep in the next room."

After Si Jixia finished speaking, he left the room as if fleeing.

He forgot the warmth of the winter, so he just woke up and didn't need to sleep for the time being. His eager look seemed to be fleeing.

Dong Nuan looked at the door that was closed by Si Jixia, raised his eyebrows slightly, huh?After the "girl" is over, is the "sleeping room"?
Does this mean that he has no intention of marrying her?
Dongnuan slept for more than three hours, so she couldn't sleep at this time, so she paced slowly in the room, carefully observing every part of the room, from the roof beams to the floor tiles, from the inside of the house From the furnishings to the doors and windows, everything is very ordinary, but everything is clean. It can be seen that the owner of this room cleans it frequently. Finally, her eyes fell on the bed, which was spread out halfway. on the quilt.

She remembered that she didn't spread out the quilt to cover her when she fell asleep, so as not to wrinkle the wedding dress on her body, so Si Jixia helped her cover it?
Dong Nuan frowned slightly, she didn't even notice that he had come in, she really slept so deeply?but--

Dong Nuan therefore approached the bed and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt. The rough feel and light weight made her eyes flicker slightly. It's so thin, it's no wonder she woke up from the cold.

Dong Nuan put down the quilt, looked around the bed, and found that there were no other cabinets in the room except for a low clothes cabinet placed beside the bed, Dong Nuan shifted his gaze back to the thin cupboard on the bed. Under the quilt, his eyes couldn't help but dim, there are two days until the beginning of winter, and the weather has already turned cold, could it be that he only covered such a thin and rough old bed these days and the next winter? Quilt?
Although the winter in the south is not as cold as in the north, the winter in the south is humid. As long as the cold wind blows, the damp and cold chill seems to penetrate into the bones, and it can also make people panic.

Here, it seems to be even more desolate than her Wuyuan, at least when she was in Wuyuan, Liu Niang accompanied her and loved her, but here, there was no one else.

Si Jixia, the eldest son of King Yi's mansion, what exactly is he in this King Yi's mansion?Same as her existence in Zuo Xiangfu?
Dong Nuangu suddenly remembered her pitiful dowry and the box containing the clothes Liu Niang prepared for her, and wanted to go out of the house to ask Si Jixia next door where her things were, but when she opened the door, It was found that the two small mahogany boxes she had brought from Zuo Xiang's mansion were quietly placed outside the door close to the wall.

There was no fire in the next room, presumably Si Jixia had already fallen asleep, so Dong Nuan looked at the box next to the wall, on which was a letter pressed with stones.

Dong Nuan reached out to remove the stones from the letter, and picked up the letter. When she leaned slightly to get the letter, she saw the fine weeds and mud sticking to the bottom of the box, and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

The weeds and mud stuck to the left and right sides of the bottom of the box are obviously different. One side is thicker and thicker, and the other side is much less. It can be guessed that the two boxes were dragged all the way by people rather than carried by people. Come over, and who would choose to drag a box all the way instead of lifting it or picking it up?

Dong Nuangu raised his eyes again to look at the dark side room, and after a while, he bent down to pick up the wooden box and carried it back into the room.

(End of this chapter)