The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 410 The Story of Epiphyllum (3)
"Cough! Cough, cough, cough...cough, cough..." Old Duan Wang's overwhelming cough suddenly came from the silent courtyard.

"Oh, my lord, you're vomiting blood again!" Then he was interrupted by a servant's anxious cry.

She saw his expression as if he was struggling in pain, but in an instant he was so hidden that no trace could be found.

"Think about something, stop." He bit his lower lip, his eyes were a little cold.The slender finger bones pressed her bright red buttons, and then covered her on the fragrant and soft wedding mattress.

Not just for coping, he gave her everything a man should do for a woman.

"Yan Sheng..." But he called that woman's name in a barely audible whisper, with an expression of despair and pain.But she heard it.

The next morning, it suddenly snowed heavily. Lao Duan Wang took good care of his daughter-in-law and refused to let her go to the hospital bed to say hello.The courtyard was covered with snow, and the mansion without a hostess seemed cold and quiet. She sat in front of the window to make up, and saw him standing withered under the icy edge of the trees, his shiny black hair blowing in the wind, and his figure was straight and tall. Guqing, her face was red.

Lao Tong had dark circles under his eyes, wrapped in the coldness of the cold night, and said something to him with his head down.His side face was extremely stern, and he suddenly folded the branch with a "bang chi", and the sharp ice edge pierced into his palm, and a burst of bright red overflowed instantly.The grate in her hand trembled suddenly, almost tearing off a strand of black hair.

Thinking that the woman who was pregnant with his flesh and blood was making trouble with Joe, she felt uneasy, fearing that he would go out and be cried by that woman, and her heart softened again, and she refused to come back tonight.

When the actor cried, it was always heartbreaking. She was afraid that he would make her cold from now on, and put her in the mansion as an empty concubine, to comfort the seriously ill Lao Duan Wang and absorb the support of Prince Zhuang's mansion.

Earlier, she thought he was pretending, and she was anxious about everything she got, fearing that one day she would suddenly lose it all.But until King Lao Duan passed away, she waited for another year, two years, three years... After a long time, she found out that the woman had left as early as the night of his bridal chamber, and Lao Tong couldn't find it all night The figure, after that, I never heard him mention it again.

Her anxiety also gradually faded over the years, thinking that as the years continued to pass, the vacancy in his heart would disappear sooner or later, and then only her Shanzhu would be left in her life.Where did you think, it's still here... It's been half a lifetime and you still come, so why bother to leave in anger?

Shanzhu wanted to know the news about Xiao Yansheng, caressed the picture of the imperial concubine, frowned and smiled: "This needle method has both south and north, and it blends perfectly. Who taught you? The embroidery is very ingenious."

Xiuhe responded softly: "When I was young, my mother taught me. At the end of 12, I entered the embroidery factory and was taught by the master in the embroidery factory. When I was older, I figured it out by myself, and I became familiar with it. "

"She is a beautiful girl, so your mother has been selling embroidery for a living? Why didn't she come to the capital with you this time." Shanzhu said, and felt that the word "later" was a bit wrong, as if she had been As if spying on her life, he smiled.

There is a little pity in the eyes, or maybe there is a little bit of luck - or the life is hard, and now he is old.

(End of this chapter)