Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 327 Under the Painted Skin
Although she brushed it on the back of her hand, it was more like she brushed it on Xiao Yuandu's face.

"Auntie," Xiao Yuandu took a deep breath, with a ravine between his brows, "Calm down first..."

"I can't calm down."

In the face of death, she can keep calm when facing Wang Zao, but she can't in this matter.

"Does the Husband Master think that the concubine is making trouble for no reason? I am obviously so much luckier than them. I was also robbed and robbed. I am the governor's son and wife. I am well-clothed, well-fed, pampered and favored by the Husband-Master. If I don't want to be content, what does other people's suffering have to do with me. Is it right?"

Jiang Fosang's words were full of self-mockery and self-loathing, and he closed his eyes tightly after speaking.

Yes, she is "lucky", how lucky she is!
But all of this was the result of her exhaustive thinking or deliberate planning.

She didn't have to be like this before, and she was even better than now...

How many nights, she woke up suddenly, sweating heavily, because she was afraid, even thinking about it.

If she didn't have this face, this identity, and the wisdom and tenacity honed from a new life, she might not even be able to compare with Zhenniang, and she would have been ruined long ago!

Peace can never be obtained by whitewashing, no matter how beautiful the painted skin is, there will always be a day when it will be peeled off.Under the painted skin, how is she different from them?She is them.

Just like the marriage between her and Xiao Yuandu, no matter how "loving and full", it can't conceal its dirty and ugly nature, and it is no different from any robbery marriage.

"You, you—" Jiang Fosang slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at the person in front of him, "It's all the same."

All the same.

After speaking, he took a step back, and the moment he turned around, tears fell down.

Xiao Yuandu stretched out his hand to grab an empty space, and his whole body froze on the spot for a long time, motionless.
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"A bunch of rough men sit in this house,
It was a relative that Hunding had invited to the wedding.

He is marrying a woman,
Without the consent of the girl, snatching a kiss and getting married.

There they drank and drank,
I sit sad and dejected..."

Jiang Fusang sat on the side of the couch, looking at the terrified face of the bride in her sleep, recalling an opera that her husband had told her in his mind.

She doesn't quite know what an opera is, and even if her husband explained it and showed her a strange voice and a strange appearance, she still feels vague.

I have almost forgotten that story, and I vaguely remember what happened to a girl from the Qi family in it.

The girl from the Qi family was also snatched away and forced to marry her husband, not because of the words of the matchmaker, let alone out of love.

Every time her husband with a fierce face came back from outside, Miss Qi shivered all over.Even with fear as deep as the sea in my heart, I still have to force a smile and walk out of the house to meet my husband...

And just like this story that was gradually forgotten by her, Jiang Fosang once thought that the matter of robbing the marriage would also be forgotten with time.

Not only her, but everyone thinks so—because the arms can't twist the thighs, because life is always going down.

However, it does not.

It was a scar that seemed to have healed. It was normal and painful when touched.Looking closer, it turns out that it has never been better at all, and the inside has been ulcerated, bleeding, and pus.

A casual sentence or an incident in daily life can easily arouse the overlying layer of scab, pull the flesh, tear the bones and tendons.

And at times like this, the overwhelming hatred and hatred that swept over her made her unable to even calm down, and only wanted to kill.

In the snow-covered mountains, she once raised a knife.

At that moment she seemed to be awake, but not quite sober.

She ignored Xiao Yuandu's armor, she ignored that she was not Xiao Yuandu's opponent at all, she ignored that if she missed a hit, she would not be able to end, and even if she succeeded, she might have endless troubles... All she wanted was Xiao Yuan. life.

This idea has never changed since he was taken out of Chongzhou and taken into Xiao's other business.

If she could let go of a man who trampled on her dignity, treated her like a plaything, and treated her life like nothing, then what else in this world could she not forgive?

Later, because of the Gan Ji incident, and because of Liang Nai's remarks that "one prospers, one prospers, one loses all", I had to force myself to be patient.

Later, she found a better way...

However, no matter how good the solution is, it is only the second best solution. What is it compared to the temptation to kill him directly?
Especially after she succeeded in killing Wang Zao, the surge in her heart, the crazily counterattack of all the resentment and hatred accumulated in her heart at the moment she first saw him, made her unable to hold herself at all.

For a moment, she couldn't even tell whether the person in front of her was Wang Zao or Xiao Yuandu...

After that night, Jiang Fosang kept thinking, if Chunrong and Xiutu hadn't appeared in time, would she have made a move?

The answer should have been clear.

But because of the following series of things, it suddenly became blurred again.

It's not all because Xiao Yuandu saved her, after all, she wouldn't suffer from this disaster if it wasn't for Xiao Yuandu.

I just feel that Xiao Yuandu is not completely hopeless, and occasionally has some merits.

Maybe, he doesn't have to die...

Of course, there is another crucial point, if Xiao Yuandu really dies, Xiao Hu will definitely feel sad for her.

To kill Xiao Yuandu and survive herself, she chose the latter.

At least before leaving Beidi, Xiao Yuandu can die in anyone's hands, definitely not hers.

However, she could not kill him, but the humiliation and pain he brought her could not be paid at all.

——What happened tonight just made her more determined.

What she said to Xiao Yuandu just now was venting unbearably, but she also had other plans.

Thinking of the impact of seeing is believing, she added a dose of heavy medicine to arouse Xiao Yuandu's guilt towards herself, and maybe it could prompt him to have some new thinking about robbing marriage.

Of course she knows that freezing three feet is not a day's work, and it will not be a day's work to eradicate such a deep-rooted vulgar custom.

She just needs a statement from Xiao Yuandu.

As long as he nodded, she could figure out the solution, or the two of them could work together to overcome it.

However, even in that situation, Xiao Yuandu still did not let go.

The ridiculous thing is that she even had a glimmer of expectation.

Jiang Fosang smirked slightly in his heart, after all, he overestimated himself and underestimated a man's reason.

Disappointed?It doesn't count either.

Xiao Yuandu was in love with her, but not to the point of being desperate for her.Then again, who in this world can truly love others more than themselves.

From Xiao Yuandu's standpoint, his choice is understandable.

As an assassin, Wu Xiong will not be his place to stay for a long time, there is really no need to get involved in such a tricky and easily bloody matter.He only needs to look up, the life and death of those women below has nothing to do with him.

Although thousands of people have the determination to go forward, not everyone has it.

Jiang Fosang looked up at the roof and let out a light breath.

So, well.

(End of this chapter)