Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 560 Whose New Swallow Pecks Spring Mud (19)

Wei Xi'er lowered her head halfway, looking at the dragon pattern shining on his robe, her vision gradually blurred.

She hadn't seen such love words for many years.

With such a doting tone, after many years, she didn't sound strange at all.

She loved him, that was beyond doubt.

Even in those years when she hated him deeply, she never stopped this love.

It is the entanglement of feelings that makes people suffer. If there is only hatred but no love, how can it hurt people?

"It's been so many years, what are you still chasing after?" She looked at the moon shadow underground, her voice sounded like a sigh, like talking to herself.

"Original intentions," he said, "I love your original intentions."

He remembered that year when he was in high spirits, he flew from Cangzhou to Hongnan County with his subordinates, and the little girl from the house on the side of the road rushed out to stare at him with an angry face, like a lark whose sleep had been disturbed, waiting to attack him condemn.

His heart was like a string plucked by a lark, even if he left, the lingering sound would not stop.

When he saw her playing on the swing at Wei's house, he couldn't help feeling better.

When he saw her again, his mood was that he would rather become a tree for her to inhabit.I want to build a wall around her, so that she can release her emotions wantonly.

She avoided seeing him because of Dahei, so he couldn't see her?
She fed the cat on the porch, played games with her sisters, acted coquettishly in front of her parents, and he knew it all.

Jiji's beauty on that day made everything around her look bleak.

At the moment when she was holding up the hem of her skirt and circling happily, what he was thinking about was what he should do to keep her so happy forever.

The meaning contained in all the details is like a thread, which is slowly spun into a thread and finally woven into a net.

"Xi'er, let me take care of you, okay?" he said.

In this silent night, his voice was still so low that only she could hear it.

……

Marquis Weiyuan was entertained by the magistrate, and stayed until noon like a cat's paw scratching his heart, when Xiao Fang sent someone to call him back to Beijing.

As the brothers who have followed Xiao Fang from birth to death, and one of the seven generals who escorted Wei Xier to the north, the bystanders who have witnessed their love and stay together all the way, feel sorry for the sudden reappearance in front of them after disappearing for 12 years He was shocked by his sister-in-law.

But at the same time, he also felt that Xiao Fang, who had been a widower for 12 years, was still not happy after this night.

"What's going on? Where's sister-in-law?" He thought she would go back to Beijing together.

"She won't," he said in a low voice.

He is silent.You can probably guess why.

Some things can't be rushed, they can only come slowly.

Xiao Anxin was indeed depressed, but compared to before, he felt better again.

Although she still didn't accept him, at least she didn't chase him away.

That night she still left him peacefully and went back to the shop, instead of driving him away coldly and decisively.

The few times he went to her room, she just looked at him quietly, and didn't tell Yuhui not to let him in, nor insisted on any emotion towards him.

Even though she was still indifferent, he still felt comforted.

Wei Xi'er was conflicted.

Her mood was no longer as calm as before, and she was still fluctuating about his reappearance.

But she also accepted it calmly when the conflict was over, neither intentionally contradicting nor accepting it.

He often comes now, like a teenager who comes to see his lover, with joy hidden in his eyes, sitting quietly in her room, or helping her with small things.

She occasionally makes tea for him and cooks for him, but she doesn't express her attitude towards his various gifts.

Sometimes he brings a bauble, sometimes a fancy jewelry, sometimes food.

Sometimes it's just a wild flower picked on the way here, carefully hidden behind the horse's ear, and then delivered to her.

"Why don't you grow a beard?"

Sometimes on a whim, she would blurt out such homely things.

He has not let go of his efforts for so many years, so his back is still straight, his steps are still agile, his facial features are still firm and charming, and he looks no different from 12 years ago.

He doesn't have a beard, but he still has the ability to make countless girls willing to go through fire and water for him.

Sometimes, she admits, she can't help but wonder.

"I'm afraid that if you grow a beard, you will feel strange when you see me again. I looked like this when I met you, and you looked like this when you left me.

"I think that one day, when you see me again and come back, I will still look like this. Xi'er, I don't have a beard because I don't want you to think I'm a stranger."

He put down the book he was reading and told her this.

She didn't know when, there were his things in her room.A few books with frayed edges, a few arrows lying around, or a purse that I forgot to take away.

She didn't touch it at first.

After a long time, she would secretly pick it up to have a look as she did many years ago, and when she saw that the purse looked familiar, it was still her handicraft in the past, so she put it down again.

He likes to keep these rags, so let him go.

……

In fact, the days were still quiet, and his arrival did not cause any major disturbances for her.

The shop is still open, but everyone in the neighborhood knows that the woman owner's house belongs to the relatives of Marquis Weiyuan of the capital, and no one dares to make trouble anymore.

In October, it will be Goro's birthday again.

She wanted to tell him the truth when he went to worship at the grave, and wanted him to stop hating his father.

But something went wrong the night of his arrival.

In the middle of the night, she heard a woman crying faintly at the street, she got up and saw someone shouting at him in his other courtyard not far away, and someone dragged a girl into the street in the heavy rain.

Then Goro went out angrily, got on his horse, and went on the street again.

She vaguely felt that something had happened to the capital, and sure enough, when she went to the foot of the cemetery that day, she saw him return to the capital after hastily praying.

Not long after, he brought the news that Brother Huai and Miss Shen had teamed up to deal with the Han family. The old lady of the Han family suffered a great loss and even lost her life.

She also learned a lot from it.

But apparently not enough.

"You don't want to come here anymore." She said under the oil lamp on a snowy winter day.

He was dozing off, with fatigue between his brows and eyes, and the light pulled out two shadows from his thick long eyelashes.

"What's the matter?" He opened his eyes and asked her after recovering.

"I want to move to the capital."

This makes it easier to get news from Goro.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly circled her and wrapped her in a cloak: "Wait a few more months and I'll come pick you up?"

Now her exposure is very unfavorable for trapping Han Dun and Bi Shangyun.

She shook her head: "It has nothing to do with you. I'm not going to your palace."

He fell silent again. "You're still mad at me."

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Yesterday, a pro said how long the fanfare can be written, only to realize that King Yan’s has already written almost 4 words... However, the goose has not finished writing it yet, but I think it should not be too long (cover face)
Then, here comes the important point: the new book will be released on the 16th! ... Please support me~
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