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Chapter 279 Dead
Sanskrit was taken away by Zhong Xingyan before she could react from Princess Jingwen's words, and she was taken away forcibly.

Dazed and confused, it wasn't until sitting in the carriage that Sanskrit looked straight at Zhong Xingyan, "Should you tell me what's going on? Why can't I understand what Princess Jingwen said?"

Zhong Xingyan was also very upset by today's events, and his tone became a little tougher, "Don't ask any more, this matter has nothing to do with you, I will handle it myself."

Sanskrit's face darkened, "If you usually keep something in your heart and don't say it, I never ask, but this time Princess Jingwen has asked me directly, don't you want to tell me the truth? ? Do you want me to continue pretending to be a fool like this? Zhong Xingyan, what do you want to keep from me?"

"Do you believe me or not?" The frowning of Zhong Xingyan's brows still did not ease.

Sanskrit nodded, "I believe you, but I still want to know."

"Since you believe me, don't ask again." Zhong Xingyan looked down at her face, "I asked myself that I have never done anything to hurt you in so many years, Yang Huailiu, I swear, I will still not let you get hurt , absolutely not."

"Could it be that if you tell me this, I will get hurt?" Sanskrit pointed to himself, "Am I such a fragile person?"

Zhong Xingyan let out a long sigh, and stretched out his hand to caress her head. Fanyin took two steps back to avoid it. The helplessness on his face was full of anxiety and annoyance. He clenched his fist and put down his hand, "Give me some time to come!" Deal with it, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"I want to know now." Sanskrit looked at him, "I will bear with you no matter how sad it is."

"Give me some time, okay?" Zhong Xingyan's refusal made Sanskrit's eyes moist again, she raised her head to hold back her tears, turned around and got into the carriage without saying a word.

Seeing her lonely and sad back, Zhong Xingyan felt complicated and oppressed in his heart like a fire with nowhere to vent. He raised his horsewhip and slammed it on the ground with a crackling sound, then he drove the carriage back to Zhong's house.

A few deep whip marks were left on the ground, as if for the first time since the husband and wife got married, there were cracks that were difficult to merge.

Sanskrit was crying fiercely on the carriage, but she covered her mouth fiercely and did not make any sound of crying.

Tears kept flowing, even though she didn't know why she was crying so hard, why her heart was hurting like that, there were countless reasons in her mind, she didn't seem to want to sum it up, she didn't want to think about it, She really wanted to hold back her tears, but she couldn't help herself.

Cuiqiao's face turned pale with shock.

Ever since she met Fourth Grandma, she has never seen her cry, let alone crying so fiercely?

The fourth grandma has always been happy and cheerful. When she encounters troubles and complains, she calms down and handles them cleanly and neatly. When has she ever been so sad?Thinking of the little quarrel between the fourth master and the fourth grandma just seen in the distance, it must be the fourth master who really broke her heart...

We've known each other for so many years, and after we got married, we've become a loving husband and wife smoothly. When did we ever suffer such grievances?
Cuiqiao didn't know how to persuade her, she just prepared a cotton towel and waited to wipe her face, but Fanyin cried all the way and didn't raise her head, until the carriage stopped, Cuiqiao had no choice but to pat Fanyin's face lightly. Shoulder, "Fourth Grandma? We're here."

There was no movement in Sanskrit...

Cuiqiao heard the sound of Zhong Xingyan coughing lightly beside the carriage, and knew that he intentionally waited for the fourth grandma to go down, and it was also to ease the relationship. Maybe what happened just now was just a moment of anger. A disagreement arises.

"Fourth grandma, fourth master is waiting for you outside."

Cuiqiao's soft call made Sanskrit raise her head, and seeing Fourth Grandma's red and swollen eyes and tears all over her face, Cuiqiao opened her mouth in shock.

Sanskrit wiped his face with his hands, and his hoarse voice was exceptionally soft, "Where's the apron? Put it on for me."

Cuiqiao hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, then pulled out the cap and put it on for her, and couldn't help telling: "Fourth grandma, fourth master didn't do it on purpose, don't be sad, he still has you in his heart... ..."

Sanskrit didn't reply, and took a few long breaths, then got out of the carriage.

Zhong Xingyan stood in front of her and stared at her deeply. When he saw that she was wearing a cap, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he couldn't see her. He reached out his hand to hold her hand, and Fanyin turned around. Go directly to the courtyard.

The hand hanging in mid-air stopped there, Zhong Xingyan's face looked so lonely and helpless.

Cuiqiao wanted to say a few words, but seeing the fourth grandmother walking alone, she was worried, so she could only follow quickly, and didn't say anything more.

Sanskrit went back to the house directly to clean the room to wash up, her dry eyes felt particularly uncomfortable when she blinked, and she could feel hot and swollen even when she touched her face, she knew she was crying too hard this time.

why?Because he wouldn't tell himself what was going on?
Sanskrit asked herself, there were question marks in her heart, but there was no answer...

With a bitter smile, she whispered to herself, "I want too much, why bother?"

"Fourth Grandma, Mother Feng is back." Cuiqiao watched her curled up in the bathtub with eyes in a daze, "Fourth Master just went to the study, let this servant tell you that he will discuss matters with Third Master tonight."

"Don't mention him, I don't want to hear it." Sanskrit closed his eyes, "I just want to be quiet."

Cuiqiao hesitated to speak, and just stayed by the side without making a sound.

After a long while, Mother Feng quietly came in to take a look. Seeing Cuiqiao shaking her head at her with a helpless look, Mother Feng could only sigh helplessly, "Fourth Grandma, if you don't come out of the tub again, the water It’s all frozen, do you want some hot water for you?”

"Liangqiu is back?" Sanskrit changed the subject, but his voice was tired and careless, as light and invisible as floating dust in the air.

Feng's mother replied: "I'm back, the old slave personally sent her back to the second room, and also met with the second grandmother to explain, and then came back. After you left, the eldest lady had a drink with a few young ladies from other houses. Chatted over tea, and left time for the next meeting, and the old slave watched from the side, there are two families from the military department, and one is the daughter of a civil servant, it seems that they made friends with a purpose, not so simple."

Sanskrit laughed lightly, "I started thinking about it when I was only twelve or thirteen years old, isn't it too tiring?" She may have thought more at the age of twelve or thirteen...

"It also depends on who you are with, whether you are happy or not."

Mother Feng saw that Sanskrit was still sitting in the tub and refused to come out, so she walked over and pulled her up, then took a cotton towel to dry and put on her clothes, "No matter how unhappy you are, you have to rest, eat, and sleep. Freezing for a night? If you catch the wind and cold, you will feel uncomfortable, and your natal master and wife will also worry about it."

Fanyin's eye circles were a little red again, and he tightened his robe, and felt goose bumps all over his body, "Yes, you are right, no matter how unhappy you are, you have to eat and sleep, and you have to live, why should I do this?" ?”

Cuiqiao immediately took a clean cotton towel to wipe her hair, and then she and Feng's mother surrounded her and went back to the dormitory, and stuffed her into the bed to feel relieved.

Sanskrit huddled under the quilt and closed her eyes. Cuiqiao originally wanted to be by her side, but was dragged out by Feng's mother, "...let her be quiet, nothing will happen."

Cuiqiao was still worried, "I've never seen Fourth Grandma so sad, and I don't know why, so I can't persuade her."

"What else can hurt a woman's heart?" Mother Feng didn't poke it, "Didn't you notice that there is something wrong with Ms. Wu in Rongguo Duke's Mansion today?"

Cuiqiao thought about it carefully, and also told about what happened at Princess Jingwen's mansion today, "...But the fourth grandma didn't say anything? The fourth master never mentioned them before."

"There are some things that don't need to be mentioned, but they will gradually surface, that is, our fourth grandma is affectionate, how many other families' marriages are sincere, not for the sake of power and stability? Just watch from the sidelines." , we as slaves can't protect this kind of thing, the only one who can really protect fourth grandma is herself!"

Cuiqiao probed helplessly to look outside the door, the quiet path was empty, wondering when Fourth Master would come back?Even coaxing can reassure fourth grandma?

But I don't know what kind of person I will marry in the future?
At this time, Zhong Xingyan was having a private conversation with the Zhong family in Zhongfeng Bo's residence, while Yu Wenxin and Princess Xiaoya were making hair and cup ceremony.

Yu Wenxin also drank too much today, although there is still a white bandage wrapped around his head, the smile on his face is joy from the heart.

Today, he won!

He completely saved the face of Marquis Yuwen's mansion, and even His Royal Highness King Yue praised him very much, but whether Marquis Yuwen and his two brothers would bear the wrath of the royal family had nothing to do with him.

He, Yuwenxin, is alone, and will gradually break away from Yuwenhoufu.

And his wife... He looked at Princess Xiaoya's delicate face, blushing blushed on her beautiful face, and her white jade-like skin made him desire. Suddenly, a face appeared in front of him in a daze.

That face is Yang Huailiu!
Constantly shaking his head and widening his eyes, Yu Wenxin finally regained some sobriety. His woman is Princess Xiaoya, and Yang Huailiu?How good would it be if she became her own woman?
His lips are getting closer to Princess Xiaoya, as long as tonight is over, he will take an extremely important step in his life, and he, Yu Wenxin, will realize his wish sooner or later.

"Young master is not good, something happened!"

Suddenly there was a very discordant reply sound outside the door, Princess Xiaoya's complexion suddenly changed, Yu Wenxin frowned, wishing he could rush out the door with a knife in hand.

"Second Master is dead, Second Master was killed by Second Mistress!"

Yu Wenxin's footsteps stopped immediately, and he was at a loss for what to do. Wen Xiyun...she actually killed Yu Wenjie?This woman, is she, is she crazy? !

(End of this chapter)