Mrs. Pinqiao

Chapter 64 The Bitterest Wine

Xiangfu's wine glass is exquisite, and you can see the bottom after three sips. Tan Su listened quietly and filled him with wine, but never filled it for herself again. Just one sip can empathize.

"After that woman abandoned me, she became the concubine of a wealthy family. There was no matchmaker, no big sedan chair, and two glasses of thin wine. She was married through the side door. It used to be so beautiful and loved by thousands of people. A woman, in the end it's nothing more than that."

"After I was abandoned by her, I went to her once. I didn't want to get anything, but just wanted to see what kind of name she could live by abandoning me. But when she saw my eyes, it was like looking at a life-threatening Ghost, you're showing your ugliness." He gulped it down and slammed it heavily on the table, his eyes turned into ice, "She gave me a golden hairpin, told me to get out, I got out, and then a large group The officers and soldiers rushed out, pinned me to the ground, and escorted me back to the cell, where I was convicted without being tried, and the charge turned out to be theft.”

"Hahaha...it's so funny." He laughed out of breath, pointing at himself, "Do you believe it, a mother who slandered her own son for the crime of stealing and wanted to cut off my hands is simply slippery!" The great joke of the world."

His slender and powerful hands are the most beautiful hands Tan Su has ever seen. They can write vigorous and beautiful poems, and they can also write memorials that change the world. His hands control everything. Who would have thought that he was actually dead at the beginning? escape.

"In the end, I knelt down in front of her and begged her, begged her repeatedly with the most humble gesture, and swore in the most vicious language that I would not tell this matter, so she seemed to let go of an ant. Let me go and watch me roll away worse than a dog."

Tan Su felt that her eyes were hot, but she didn't want to be noticed, so she could only blink her eyes desperately, and said comfortingly, "It's all over."

"Susu." He grabbed her hand and held it in his palm repeatedly, "This matter will never pass, forever."

"Master, don't say any more." Tan Su lowered her head, obviously moved by his words.

"Shh." He gently held her hand, signaling her not to speak, "I haven't finished speaking yet, you will want to know what happened next."

"Ning Xiu married the princess, but it didn't end well. The princess is jealous, and the wives and concubines in his mansion are dead, crazy, but all the women he favored are either unable to conceive children, or have miscarriages for no reason. The main body is weak, and he has not given birth to an heir for nine years. When Ning Xiu was seriously ill, he finally realized the seriousness of the matter."

"The princess is not jealous, but she can't let him have offspring. The princess is not weak, but must be weak. The soup and medicine he drank in the princess' room every day and night were all added with chronic poison, which gradually ate away at his body. When he came to his senses, his body had already been hollowed out, and he was unwilling, so he tried his best to find me."

"The emperor wants him to die, wants him to have no descendants, but he never thought that I would exist. Ning Xiu taught me carefully for three years and trained me into a treacherous minister with all his heart, in order to destroy Da Nie and Li Jue." Ning Zi Mo seemed to have spoken out the deepest secret in his heart, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Tan Su clenched her fingers, hesitated for a long time and finally asked what she always wanted to ask: "Why do you have to listen to Ning Xiu?"

"I don't know." He stared at Tan Su with unprecedented seriousness, "I don't like this world anyway, and I don't like Li Jue."

Tan Su hesitated to speak, and clenched her teeth. Knowing that she would overstep if she asked again, she forced herself to smile, "Master Xiang naturally has a reason to do so."

"I swore in front of him." Ning Zimo laughed and drank the wine in his glass, "I know you won't understand, maybe you will understand after you have experienced everything I have experienced."

Tan Su silently refilled the wine for him, and the jug was empty when half of it was filled, and Ning Zimo had drunk so much wine before he knew it.

Ning Zimo's eyes were stained with drunkenness, red and red. I don't know if it was because of the wine or the past, "Besides this, I also promised Ning Xiu that I would get rid of that woman before revealing my identity."

"Do you still remember that when that woman went to Ning Xiu with a big belly, Ning Xiu gave her two choices, either give birth to a child, she dies, or take the child and leave, and have nothing to do with the Prime Minister's mansion, she I chose the second one that year, and I chose the first for her."

"I found her, and she was doing well, because she gave birth to a boy to that family and turned regular. Although my appearance has changed a lot, she still recognized me at a glance, because I grew up with her when I was young. It’s so similar.” He squinted his eyes, as if recalling, “Eye eyes, thin eyebrows, high nose bridge, and even the moles on the temples are all in the same position.”

"I looked down at her for the first time, and saw her kneeling down tremblingly. She was old, her hair was gray, her skin was yellow, her fingers were rough, and she no longer had the charm of the past. I still remember the first time I told her In a word."

"I asked her, is there any sweet-scented osmanthus wine?"

The smile on the corner of Ning Zimo's mouth gradually widened, and the coldness in his eyes turned to ice, "She was too scared to speak, she kept shaking her head, and said that she hadn't brewed wine for many years, I asked her, do you still remember the time I Did she scold her for stealing her osmanthus wine, she kept shaking her head, saying she didn't remember."

"She doesn't remember, but I remember clearly. She slapped me across the face, grabbed my collar, threw me out, and said: Little bastard, you deserve to drink the wine I brew?"

The wine in the jar rippled slightly, just like Tan Su's heart. She put the jug full of wine on the table, and put the bamboo cup back into the wine jar.

"I asked her, am I worthy now? She cried and begged for mercy, and never dared to look at me again. With such a humble appearance, I didn't even have the heart to say a word to her. I didn't show mercy at all. People killed more than 100 people in their mansion, and burned them clean." He stopped to take a sip of wine, and continued, "Not all of them were burned, I brought her precious son out , I want her son to become the most despicable person, and let her die with regret."

Tan Su's fingers trembled and they held them together forcibly.

"After she died, I went to the brothel where she stayed. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard has grown very big. It is full of flowers and smells the same as when I was a child. I picked all the sweet-scented osmanthus and brought them back. I made them myself. Osmanthus wine, I have never made this kind of thing, I only vaguely remember how she made it in my memory, but I made it very badly, there is no taste in memory at all."

Ning Zimo finally stopped, holding the teacup in both hands, like a child who did something wrong and was not loved, lonely and confused, "A handful of sweet-scented osmanthus, two catties of sake, am I doing something wrong? Why? It's bitter..."

(End of this chapter)