Jiangshan is a matchmaker: Husband, please stay

Chapter 41
At night, the rain that had been raining for an unknown amount of time finally stopped, and there was a fresh breath on the ground.

Su Jiu woke up from sleep, woke up from sleep, smelled the air outside, finally sat up sleeplessly, and looked out the window.

In the distance, the sound of Genglou rising and falling, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, the wind at night had stopped at some point, and it was quiet.

After a long time, the moonlight also quietly lit up, but there are still dark clouds that dare not be lonely, and there are still pieces of burning clouds like catkins silently pressing on the top of the head, covering the lonely and peaceful night. Devour slowly.

There are still eaves lights hanging high in the courtyard, and the lights are on and off.

The inner room is still fragrant, and the curtains are half-draped.

Except for a burning candle, she couldn't find any warmth in the middle of the night.

Xiao Ling'er in the cubicle also did not sleep peacefully, she looked sad.Knowing that Su Jiu was going to leave, Xiao Ling'er felt that the sky was about to fall. She didn't know what her future fate would be, but she was more worried about Su Jiu's life after returning.

She is the prince's concubine, how can she continue her previous life when she goes back?Even if someone who doesn't care wants her, then Su Jiu will still be despised for the rest of his life, saying that she sold her body and is an unclean person.

When Xiao Ling'er was worrying, the sound of Miaoman's piano came from the next door. The sound of the piano was very faint and indeterminate.

Su Jiu's fingers are like quicksand like jade lotus roots. It seems that she has never touched the qin since she was born again. After playing the guqin for more than ten years, the only thing she remembers in her mind is the song composed by her father himself. A miss.

The tune of lovesickness is elegant and lingering, and every note reveals a trace of longing and parting sorrow, which makes the listener hold his head in sorrow and the player feel sad.

Xiao Ling'er heard the sound of the piano, and sat quietly beside her, looking at Su Jiu's eyes that were swollen from crying for a long time.

Su Jiu's qin music was flowing slowly, becoming more and more sad in the lonely and desolate night.

At the end of a piece of piano music, she still kept her fingers on the strings, flicking them lightly, a string of notes jumped out, and the hearts of those involved were pulled together in one place.

"Miss Su, do you really want to leave here?"

Su Jiu played the piano slightly, and said, "This place is very good, but it's not my home after all. It doesn't have my roots, it doesn't have my soul, and it doesn't belong to me."

"Miss Su, why are you bothering? The prince will not let you go, you are his concubine. Even if the prince lets you go back, you will only be the prince's concubine in this life, not Zhang Wang Li Zhao My daughter-in-law. Besides, the lord has been kind to you in every possible way, why did you leave here? I can't figure it out. "

"Even if I die, my title is still the prince's concubine. Heh... no, I am still myself, I am Su Jiu, and no one can change it."

Xiao Ling'er stomped her feet anxiously.

"Miss Su, why can't you figure it out? When you go back, you will lose everything in front of you. Can't you see that the prince cares about you so much?" Xiao Ling'er raised her eyes and glanced at the house that originally belonged to Nie Wuhuan. Said, "Miss Su, I really don't know how to be blessed when I am in the blessing. How many women in this yard are waiting to see the prince, but the prince doesn't even look at him, so he just circles around Miss Su all day long. Miss Su, you Why don't you appreciate it?"

"Xiao Ling'er, men are often fickle. Today it is me who is favored, and tomorrow it may be someone else. I don't want to be another Duan Qingyu, let alone Dou Qingqing today. Especially the person he pretends in his heart is not me, but the princess Ha ha... What's more, what I need is not these, just like, I need food, but you give me clothes, how can I accept it?"

Su Jiu lightly touched the strings with his fingers, and the sound of the piano was like ding-dong spring water, pleasant to the ear, but when the sound of the piano jumped, the sound of the piano was still melancholy and miserable.

The melancholy tune, and the missing man again, come slowly.

Xiaoxiao night, how much wind, but rain, falling flowers together, lonely and cold at night, adding to the loneliness of the two.

The sound of the piano attracted Nie Wuhuan, and he came silently, only gently opening the curtain.

At the moment when the curtain was lifted, Su Jiu didn't realize that he was catching her tears with burning eyes and a bit of heartache.

He walked into the room, and at the same time waved away Xiao Ling'er who was standing behind Su Jiu.

The sound of the piano also stopped, and the room fell silent for a while.

"Is there anything you need?"

Su Jiu shook his head, everyone has left, what else do you need?
"The king has prepared enough dry food and water, as well as your clothes, those shoes..." Nie Wuhuan stopped talking suddenly, and moved slowly, "I also put them on. The money has already been delivered to your home , is enough for your life. If necessary, then..."

Su Jiu suddenly said, "What? Nie Wuhuan, after we say goodbye, we won't see each other again. I won't take things again. Things that don't belong to me, especially in the countryside, I don't need. I will still wear the clothes I came in, and I don't even need a carriage, I can walk on foot."

"...Miss Su, why is this so?"

"Because of you I shouldn't have."

"This king originally thought that keeping Su Jiu in the mansion would give Su Jiu a life away from the world. But I don't want...you don't want to."

"Buzz!" The strings broke!
Nie Wuhuan suddenly turned her head and met Su Jiu's face.

Four eyes meet.

"Nie Wuhuan, the person you love is not me, and you shouldn't give me what you love. I am not a substitute for your beloved princess, let alone whoever you imagined. See clearly, I am Su Jiu, I am Su Jiusheng I bought a pair of big feet, but these big feet are for farming in the fields, not for your nostalgia."

"I, I don't." Nie Wuhuan weakly defended.

"You still don't dare to admit it. Hehe, whatever, I don't want to argue with you, because there is no need, but since you promised me, you must do it now. I have to leave here tomorrow." Su Jiu drank in a low voice.

"I've made a note of this, and I will never regret it this time." After a pause, he continued, "Let's rest early!"

He hurriedly walked through the inner courtyard of the huge palace.

Back and forth, he finally stopped in front of the small uninhabited courtyard for the third time.

This is where the princess once lived.

Nie Wuhuan put his hands on his back, and looked up like this. It seemed that the lights were still burning inside, and there were many figures, and there was a woman who was looking forward to seeing him day and night.

On that day, the red silk was hung high, and the two stone steps were lined with red lights, and the fiery red color reflected the light along the way.

I thought I would see her with a happy face, but I heard the servant girl Bizhu come running, "My lord, the concubine is gone. She said she was going to the palace to be the queen, we can't stop it."

what happened?Did he treat her badly?

Nie Wuhuan asked himself repeatedly in his heart, but no one has answered that answer so far.

"My lord!"

Nie Wuhuan turned around suddenly, and saw Duan Qingyu coming alone, stopping a few steps away from him.

"My lord, it's so late, why don't you sleep well?"

"Well, why are you here?" Nie Wuhuan didn't look at her, but his eyes were still looking at the yard in a daze. The yard was pitch black, and the grass that had grown wildly in the yard that was left unattended recently was rustling and floating in the night wind.

Duan Qingyu looked into Nie Wuhuan's eyes, then turned her gaze to the courtyard again, and with a heartbeat, she quietly walked forward, gently held Nie Wuhuan's arm, and said softly, "My lord, why don't you spend the night with me?" Bar!"

Nie Wuhuan didn't answer.

"My lord?" Duan Qingyu moved closer.

"What?" Nie Wuhuan suddenly turned his head, seeing Duan Qingyu close at hand, his heart skipped a beat in shock, and subconsciously reached out to block Duan Qingyu's hand, "What's the matter?"

Duan Qingyu stood there in a daze, biting her thin lips for a long time, holding back the tears that were about to fall, and said, "My lord, my concubine wants you to rest at my place."

Nie Wuhuan froze, looking at her, as if the person in front of him was familiar after many years of acquaintance, and as if the intimacy of two close relatives and friends meeting again, but in the end he couldn't find the slightest love between husband and wife, including this. Marriage brings only strangeness between him and her.

"No, it's almost dawn, and I'm going out in a while."

"My lord, has Miss Su offended my lord again?"

"……No."

"My lord, Miss Su is ignorant, so it's better not to worry about it."

"Ok!"

"My lord..."

"You go back, I want to be alone for a while." Nie Wuhuan interrupted Duan Qingyu, standing still and leaving.

Duan Qingyu hastily stepped forward, but the words in her mouth still blurted out, "My lord, my concubine has never been able to figure out how my concubine can't compare to the concubine, and how can I not compare to Miss Su, so that the lord still refuses to look at the bridge." Last time."

Nie Wuhuan was taken aback, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You should know before marrying into the palace. You and I shouldn't have done this. If the Duan family didn't beg me, I would be delighted to see you marrying another family. Son, not here."

"My lord, how long are you going to let me go?"

"..." Nie Wuhuan was speechless, even though there was a thousand reluctances in his heart, he could only sigh and pat her on the shoulder lightly, "Go back!"

"My lord, my lord!" Duan Qingyu changed her previous indifference, and directly caught up with Nie Wuhuan, stopped him and said, "My lord, wait a moment. Qingyu just wants to ask my lord one thing. Missing, the prince really didn’t know about it? The prince himself rode to pick up the princess, didn’t he see who did it on the way? Prince, you are really so confused that you let Qingqing kill you, but you still open your eyes and close your eyes, why don’t you Add all the faults to Qingqing? My lord, what is the truth? My lord, many people have died, many women like the princess, my lord, this is a knot in my heart, when will you be able to open it, for yourself and for yourself We, my lord, my lord!"

"Enough!" Nie Wuhuan shouted, shaking off Duan Qingyu's hand.

He was trembling all over, he could still remember the events of that day, he didn't want to mention it, but he didn't want to let the cruel fact repeat itself cruelly before his eyes again, but why did everyone come to pursue it, why?
"This matter has passed, and no one can bring it up again. Qingyu, it's getting late, let's go back!"

"My lord!" Duan Qingyu stood where she was, her clothes were already wet with tears, she looked at the back of Nie Wuhuan who was leaving in a hurry, but she finally had no strength to chase after him, but at this moment, she couldn't even cry, she Covering his mouth and howling in pain, tears poured out.The humiliation, the hatred, and the love that couldn't be won, all turned into a pool of tears in this night, turning into an indelible scar.

(End of this chapter)