Second-hand lady

Chapter 48

"Ha chirp!"

When the door was opened, a gust of icy north wind blew towards the face with snowflakes, and Rucui, whose nose was choked by the cold air, sneezed in an unglamorous manner.

Tsing Yi, who was holding a lantern behind her, looked at her worriedly, and said, "Madam, do you really not need a servant to accompany you there?"

Miss Rucui wrapped the thick cloak around her body tightly, and refused without thinking: "No need, it's not that I don't know the way, you can go on to sleep."

The corners of Tsing Yi's mouth twitched, feeling a little frustrated, how could she be able to sleep at a time like this?

Tonight is Tsing Yi's vigil. She originally slept in the small room outside. When she heard the door open for the first time, she thought it was because she was asleep and didn't react too much. After waiting for a while, she heard a burst of noise When Suo Suo heard the sound, he woke up suddenly, quickly got up to check, and saw a black figure walking out of the inner room.

Tsing Yi soon found out that Master Wen had gone to the study in the middle of the night, and felt a little depressed, feeling that the couple had a quarrel over whether they wanted to attend Duke Zhen's birthday.Tsing Yi is a delicate maid, who was specially chosen by Princess Su to marry as a dowry, the purpose is to help someone who is careless, and to remind her at critical times.When I knew that the girl I was serving was going to marry Wen Liang, the son of Lord Zhen Guo, I did a lot of homework secretly, and I also thought about Wen Liang's personality, and I had a general understanding of Wen Liang's temper, so today I heard about my second-rate wife When she so readily agreed that Nanny Sun would go back to attend Duke Zhen's birthday, she felt a bad feeling in her heart.

I can only hate someone for taking it for granted and being heartless, but these maids are worried enough that Mr. Wen will be angry.After all, he has been serving them for a long time, and he also knows that Master Wen doesn't like to see the people of Zhen Guo Gong's mansion. Every time he talks about Zhen Guo's mansion, his peach blossom eyes are so cold that people dare not look at them directly.

Well, now the nightmare has come true, Mr. Wen was really angry and ran to the study, leaving someone alone to guard the empty boudoir...

"Good Tsing Yi, don't think about it, I'll call Mrs. Wen back." Miss Rucui took the lantern from Tsing Yi's hand, and muttered, "Really, Mrs. Wen, doesn't he know that his body is delicate? What should I do?"

"..."

Tsing Yi stared blankly at her murmuring figure as she sank into the darkness, turned her face away and shed lasagna tears for a while, and thought to herself: No matter how delicate Mr. Wen is, he is still a man, please don't ruin Mrs Wen's image again, Okay?

On a snowy night, along the way, I felt that my hands and feet were going to be numb, and my body, which was covered warmly, also began to feel cold, shivering in the cold wind.Obviously, he used to think that the distance from the bedroom to the study would not take half a quarter of an hour, but for some reason, he felt that this road was very difficult tonight.

"what……."

The howling wind and snow covered up the screams.

When Miss Rucui finally touched the study, she felt that she had been frozen into a popsicle.

A lamp was lit in the study, and a slender figure was reflected on the window.

When the sound of knocking on the door sounded, the man who was standing in front of the window and didn't know what to think frowned, thinking that he heard it wrong, it was the sound of wind and snow beating on the door leaf, after a while, when the sound continued, he hesitated He nodded, put down a piece of jade pendant in his hand, and went to open the door.

After opening the door, a person covered in snow rolled in, Wen Liang hugged him subconsciously, and stared blankly at the shivering person who was screaming desperately so cold.

"Girl?"

Miss Rucui raised her head to look at him, brushed away the messy sticky hair on her face, and a bright smile appeared on her cold blue face: "Master Wen, I'm here to pick you up."

"..."

Wen Liang looked at her bruised face, the unmelted snowflakes on her hair, her heart was sour and astringent, and there was some kind of unknown anger, but she couldn't spit out the reprimand rushing to her throat, so she could only Pulling her into his arms, he closed the door behind his back, blocking the cold wind and snow from outside.

Not long after, Shang Xi came in with hot water and clean towels, made hot tea for them, and then gave a salute and left. From then on, he never took a look at the person who was tightly held by the man in his arms.

On the contrary, Miss Rucui felt that this posture was too embarrassing, and she was a little restless.

"Sit down, don't move!" Wen Liang said seriously.

Glancing at him secretly, the handsome facial features of the man who suppressed his smile turned out to be a bit stern, which made her feel like she was facing King Su. Obediently carried by him to the bed in the small room inside the study.

"Are you doing it on purpose?" Wen Liang asked.

"Eh?" Miss Rucui blinked, not knowing what he was talking about.

After Wen Liang asked this sentence, he stopped talking, and wiped her face with a clean hot towel, and when he wiped the bruised half of her face, he finally let out a painful hissing sound, and his face wrinkled into a bun .Wen Liang's strength subconsciously weakened a lot, and then he took her right hand again, and saw that the palm of her hand was also broken, and the black blood had dried up, but one can imagine how badly she fell at that time, thanks to her still I can find here alone in the dark.

Seeing her appearing in a mess, Wen Liang didn't know whether to annoy himself more or her stupidity more.

Holding hot tea in her hand, Miss Rucui sat obediently in front of the bed, watching the man in her heart who was extremely delicate clean up her own wounds, tidied up her mess, and felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to stop him, but was His eyes were stunned, and his heart was very tormented. He suddenly remembered a sentence that his lady said after she was injured in Tongcheng a few years ago: The male god in his heart is squatting in front of him to serve him. The feeling is really indescribable. , I just feel that my whole body is fried.

If the prince is the male god in the young lady's heart, then Mrs. Wen is the male god in her heart and cannot be violated!
So Miss Ercui not only doesn't feel moved now, but instead feels hairy all over her body, and her hairs are all blown up.

Wen Liang held a bottle of anti-stasis ointment in his hand, and said in a calm voice, "Where is the injury?"

Miss Ru Cui felt it, shook her head and said: "There are clothes blocking other places, so the fall is not serious."

"How did you fall down? Are you so stupid?" In Master Wen Liang's heart, his wife is a lucky bastard, how could she be injured?So when I saw her appear, my head went blank.

"It's snowing too much, I lost my eyes for a while." Miss Rucui said easily, then looked at him, and praised: "Master Wen, you are more powerful, you can go all the way to the study safely without a light."

"..."

Hearing this, Wen Liang almost died of anger. Are you sure this girl is not mocking him?There is a degree of lack of heart, right?Didn't you see he was angry?
After cleaning her up, the gloom in Wen Liang's heart eased a bit, and then he sat in front of her and stared at her.

After a long while, Miss Rucui, who was still seeing her heart beating faster because of those peach blossom eyes, said, "Master Wen, the study is so cold, and there is no burning earth dragon, so our room should be warmer and sleep soundly, right?" Smiled flatteringly at him.

Wen Liang looked at her expressionlessly.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep?" He said with a hoarse voice, "Didn't I tell you to sleep first?"

Miss Rucui was in trouble for a while, and asked cautiously: "Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

Wen Liang's eyebrows twitched. According to his past experience, he felt that no matter the truth or lies, he would be very angry. This girl was born to be irritating.

"Tell the truth and the lies." Wen Liang poured himself a cup of hot tea and drank it slowly, the dense tea color dyed his dark eyebrows and eyes.

"It's a lie, I'm just worried that you are angry, Mr. Wen, and I don't want you to be angry; the truth...Mr. Wen, you are so delicate, I will feel bad."

Sure enough, as soon as Miss Rucui finished her words, someone threw her on the bed. The man knelt down on her waist and pressed her weak shoulders with both hands, almost making her breathless.

"Master Wen, Wen, Wen, this is too rude, it doesn't match your image." Miss Rucui hurriedly advised.

"..."

Wen Liang instantly had the urge to kill this girl, it was so aggrieved.

In the end, he could only pinch her chin, gag her mouth fiercely, and silence her.

After being interrupted by a certain bastard girl, the dark emotion in Wen Liang's heart quickly disappeared. He hugged her and nestled on the bed, and pulled the quilt over to cover their bodies.

"Sorry, I lost control tonight." He said softly, kissed her forehead, feeling a little dark and uncomfortable.If he hadn't left, she probably wouldn't have been injured all over because she came looking for him, right?But in addition to being uncomfortable, there is also an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Maybe there are many people in this world who are willing to do such stupid things for themselves like her, but it makes him very happy to spread it on her.Her stupidity is the kind that makes him fall in love with her. His heart is too hard to accept the kindness of others. If he cannot be moved by the destined opportunity, don't want to move him.

But if he is tempted, he will be so self-willed that he will bring that person into his own world no matter whether it is intolerable or not.

"...Ever since my mother died, I don't want to go back to that house. My mother was... he was mad at her. I hate him. If possible, I don't want to see him again in my life! What is his birthday? , at least he lived to be fifty, but my mother passed away early... I know, every year on his birthday, he wants me to go home with excuses. But I don't want to, why go back? Look at him That upright face, and then I have to think about my mother being so upright? So these years, if I was in the capital, I would create all kinds of accidents and not set foot there... "

His voice became lower and lower. Although he was calm, his expression hidden in the darkness was as sad as if he was crying.

He was probably crying in his heart.

She stretched out her arms to hug him tightly, and stuck her head into the hollow of his neck, ignoring the pain of the pressure on her falling face, she hugged him silently, letting him vent the sadness and hatred in her heart.

In the darkness, the two were like two little beasts in trouble, licking each other's sorrow and comforting each other.

(End of this chapter)