A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 111 Violent women are not easy to mess with (5)
Murong smiled and held Forsythia in her white and tender hands, feeling the coldness in her hands, her beautiful eyes could not help showing a look of reproach: "Mother, why are your hands so cold?"

Yinglan sighed faintly, and looked at Lianqiao with impatience in her eyes: "The fourth madam has been sitting here for more than half an hour in order to wait for the master, and the door is not allowed to be closed."

At night, the cold wind blows with a biting chill, can it not be cold?But the fourth lady stubbornly refused to close the door, and refused to eat first.

"Mother Lan, reheat these dishes. I just came back, and I'm almost hungry." Murong smiled and took a deep look at Lianqiao, who was alone and sad, and turned to Yinglan and said.

"Yes, miss." Ying Lan replied with a relaxed mood, and hurriedly ordered the maids in Lanyuan to withdraw the dishes on the table to the small kitchen.

With the young lady around, she felt at ease, and only the young lady could persuade the fourth lady.

After the people left, Yinglan did not forget to close the door.

Lianqiao's icy hand was held by Murong Xiaoxiao's little hand, and a little bit of heat slowly spread, which also brought back a little warmth to her depressed heart. She stared at Murong Xiaoxiao, with misty eyes in her bright eyes. of fog.

"Mother, I just passed by Liuyuan and saw Daddy there." Murong smiled flatly stating a fact, and as soon as she finished speaking, she felt Lianqiao's frail body tremble violently, her heart, like It was like being hollowed out in an instant.

Knowing that this was the result, when she heard it from Xiao'er's mouth, she still felt very sad.

"Is...really?" Lian Qiaoqiang raised the corners of her mouth, wanting to laugh, but the corners of her mouth uncontrollably grinned downwards, that expression, however ugly it was, made Murong Xiaoxiao feel distressed.

Her mother abandoned everything and loved a man wholeheartedly, but she couldn't get any sincerity from that man.If she had known that Liu Shi would be pregnant, she would have told her mother to tell her father when she knew she was pregnant. In this way, mother might be able to enjoy more of father's tenderness and love.

But now, that tenderness only lasted for a short month, but it disappeared without a trace after Liu's pregnancy.

"Mother, although he is my father, I really don't think you are worth it. If mother is willing, she can find a good man and live happily ever after, instead of now, guarding the identity of a concubine, humbly begging for a man Gentle eyes."

Suddenly, Murong smiled and said loudly, Qingling's voice was particularly abrupt in the quiet room, like a heavy hammer hitting Lianqiao's heart one after another, making her dazed for a moment.

not worth it?

What is worth it and what is not worth it, she only knows that ten years ago, when Murong Wei looked back, he stared deeply at herself, focused and gentle, that handsome and extraordinary face was imprinted in her heart, and she couldn't help it. go.

Regardless of anyone's objections, she insisted on marrying him as a concubine, just to protect his initial tenderness. Could it be that there is something wrong with that?
"Xiao'er, he is your father, you can't say that about him." Lian Qiao raised her eyes, water-like clear eyes with a trace of tenderness, she reprimanded softly.

Murong smiled and turned her head dissatisfied, and couldn't deny Lianqiao's words: "Mother, if he is really my father, why has he ignored me for ten years? If he is really my father, why can't I feel his love for me?" , even Murong Mingxue was pampered by him, why did Dudu treat me indifferently?"

No matter in the previous life or in this life, she couldn't feel Murong Wei's paternal love for her.

"Xiao'er..." Lian Qiao frowned, her heart was pounding, she never knew that Xiao'er had so much dissatisfaction with her father.

"Mother, don't say that he is my father anymore. It is because he is my father that I call him father. Can you guarantee that he married you without any interests in it?" For the first time, Murong Xiaoxiao made unreasonable troubles in front of Lianqiao, using her petty temper, and because she cared about Lianqiao, she just wanted to make her love Murongwei less, so as not to hurt her more in the future.

"I..." Lian Qiao pursed her lips, she was speechless when she was asked with a smile by Murong, she had been avoiding the fact that she had to face it, but today she showed it bloody in front of her, Lian Qiao suddenly had an urge to run away.

"He is my husband, so I naturally hope that his career will go smoothly." Lian Qiao lowered her head, like a child who has done something wrong, and said in a low voice, but there was obviously a lack of confidence in her words.

For these reasons, even she herself doesn't believe it. Who really wants her husband to have some kind of interest when she marries her? Although she knows it, she is willing to do it for Murong Wei's little affection.

Murong Xiaoxiao couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but raise his voice a little: "Father isn't worth what you've done for him. It's been five days, five days after he found out that Third Aunt is pregnant, and he hasn't come here for a single step. In Guolanyuan, in his heart, there is only the unborn brother in his mother's womb."

She hit the nail on the head, forsythia's figure was a little unstable, her hand covered her chest, there was bursts of tearing pain, and the sour feeling hit her like a torrential river.

White teeth bit her red lips lightly, in her almond eyes, circles of sadness changed from shallow to deep.

Seeing this, Murong smiled, her chest suddenly suffocated, her heart ached, she threw herself into Lianqiao's arms, her small hands wrapped around her gradually bloated body, and her voice was filled with guilt: "Mother, I'm sorry, Xiaoer is not filial, let mother Sad." Niang was already very sad, but she was still throwing salt, how could she have forgotten what her grandmother said, that pregnant people are most taboo to be emotionally unstable, and I said these words to mother at this time, not to put mother on In danger.

Thinking about it, the guilt and uneasiness in Murong Xiaoxiao's heart became more and more intense, her little hands tightly grabbed Lianqiao's clothes, regret filled her whole body.

The corners of Forsythia's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a gentle look in her bitter smile: "Xiao'er, you are not wrong, don't blame yourself." If she could love Murong Wei a little less, maybe she would not be so lost and sad now.

Xiao'er is right, it's just that she has been unwilling to face it squarely, but, with deep feelings, if she says she doesn't love her, does she stop loving her?
"Alas!" A lonely sigh escaped from Forsythia's lips.

(End of this chapter)