Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 59
As promised, Ai'er was released the next day and arranged in a courtyard in Liufangxuan where Di Yao lived. Ye Xi's arrangement obviously hinted everything to others and Di Yao.

Every day, Ai'er sticks to Di Yao's side like brown candy. No matter where he goes, there will always be Ai'er by his side. At this time, Ai'er has become even more serious about Di Yao than before. , she has already arrogantly treated him as her property, even though Ye Xi promised her that they would get married soon, but Ai'er still arrogantly swore to the world all day long that she owned Di Yao's land.

Just like when Di Yao went to visit Zi Yun in the small building in the middle of the lake, she would stare at their every move, even if it was just an ordinary move, in Ai'er's eyes it was beyond intimacy. Sometimes, she would always step forward angrily with a straight face, block Di Yao and Zi Yun with her body, or take the cup or bowl from Di Yao's hand courteously, and serve Bai Ziyun herself.

As for Ai'er's behavior, Di Yao could only stare at Ai'er with a cold face, then turned and left, and Zi Yun could only look at Di Yao's leaving back in embarrassment.

Walking on the path in the garden, Di Yao still couldn't contain the anger in his heart. He had already acquiesced in the absurd wedding of the lord. Why, why didn't even a little freedom be left for him? He just wanted to do this. Taking care of her silently, just looking at his Yun'er, he is no longer begging for her love, he has regressed, why can't this woman restrain herself a little.

She stopped suddenly, and Ai'er behind her couldn't catch her, and bumped into Di Yao's hard back, and took a step back. Ai'er looked at the expressionless Di Yao in front of her, and felt a chill in her heart: "Yao, You, what's wrong with you?"

"Ai'er, I don't know what method you used to get the lord to agree to this ridiculous wedding, but since I have no objection, then I will definitely marry you, so, can you please stop following me, it will hurt you It bothers me, and please don’t go to Huxin Xiaozhu in the future, Ziyun can’t bear your troubles, do you understand?”

Staring at Di Yao in a daze, after hearing what he said, Ai'er didn't know how to respond, she lowered her head embarrassingly, and roared as if something was blocked, her nose was sore for a while, and her tears were so direct It gushed out, but it couldn't fall out of the eye sockets. She sniffed her nose lightly, and Ai'er put away the growing bitterness in her heart, raised her head and smiled brightly at Di Yao: "Well, Ai'er knows, Ai'er I will be obedient in a while, I won’t follow you anymore, I won’t bother Ziyun in the small building in the middle of the lake, I won’t bother you anymore, so, can Yao stop hating Ai’er, don’t let the lord cancel our wedding, Ai’er… Ai'er will be obedient...be obedient."

Looking at Ai'er who was showing weakness to him in front of him, no matter how much Di Yao hated her and resented her, seeing the tears in her eyes, he still felt a little bit reluctant, sighed softly, Di Yao softened his tone, and spoke Said: "Ai'er, you go back to rest first, I still have something to do, I'll go back after finishing, you understand?"

"En, Ai'er knows." It was still that bright smile, but revealed a desolate meaning.

Glancing at Ai'er uneasily, Di Yao finally turned and left.

Seeing Di Yao's leaving back, Ai'er still twitched, she understood that he didn't have any love for her, if it wasn't because she was from the Miao ethnic group and told her everything she knew Ye Xi, she won't be free at all, let alone the upcoming wedding, so she is satisfied, she no longer foolishly expects Di Yao to love her, as long as she looks at him like this every day, guarding him, She was already satisfied, so he would agree to everything he said, even if he still had that woman in his heart!

After separating from Ai'er, Di Yao went all the way to Yexi's study.

The door of the room was closed tightly, but Di Yao knocked on the door but couldn't get a response from Ye Xi, so he pushed the door in doubt. The room was very quiet, with a faint fragrance of lotus lingering, which matched the fragrance of Zi Yun's room. very similar.

Di Yao walked in slowly, thinking that Ye Xi was not in the room, but saw that Ye Xi was sitting in front of the desk, his eyes like ink were focused on a painting on the table, Di Yao couldn't really see what was on the table , but from Ye Xi's eyes, he could see the deep attachment and self-blame.

This is the first time Di Yao has seen this kind of Yexi. It is no longer the master who always has a cold face in the past, but is still elegant. At this moment, he exudes a faint sadness all over his body. The Lord made Di Yao not know what to do, but left quietly, but broke the desolate and sad atmosphere.

He was silent for a moment, and when he remembered the serious expression on the master's account when he was asked to do this matter, Di Yao faintly felt the importance of this matter, and the more slowly he stepped forward, he remained calm.

He didn't know why, but there was a consciousness in his subconscious that suppressed his voice, and that consciousness led him to look at the painting.

This kind of meaning is very strong, so strong that Di Yao really moves forward with his consciousness like that, and cannot violate it.

When he walked in, he could see what was painted on the painting.The painting in front of her was quickly put away first, and Ye Xi's cold voice suddenly sounded, just like the wind whizzing past the top of the snow mountain: "Presumptuous. Di Yao, you are getting more and more unruly. Don't force I killed the rest of your clan."

Di Yao suddenly knelt down, his bones hit the hard and cold floor and made a loud "dong": "This subordinate knows his mistake, please don't hurt my people."

Carefully put away the picture scroll in her hand, Ye Xi got up, knocked on the bookcase behind her, and then a hidden compartment appeared on the bookcase, put the picture scroll in, Ye Xi turned to look at Di Yao who was kneeling on the ground: "Di Yao Yao, what do you want from me?"

Putting away his gaze towards the bookcase, Di Yao lowered his eyes and said, "My lord, the last time you sent me to investigate, I heard that since Ziyun disappeared, Xi Aoguo tried his best to prevent the news from spreading to the world. Luo Xia, yes, Luo Yiming doesn't know about this yet."

"Release the news of Zi Yun's disappearance in Xi'ao, the sooner the better." The corner of Yu's lips curled up into an evil smile, he wanted to destroy the Luoxia Kingdom without a single soldier.

"Yes!"

That night, Di Yao did not return to Fangxuan, but prepared a horse and rushed directly to Luoxia.

So he didn't know that the candle shadow of Liufangxuan swayed all night, and hit Ai'er's delicate cheek, which was slightly yellow and cool, exuding a sense of sadness.

Ai'er sat by the door all night, looking out of the courtyard until dawn, but she did not wait for Di Yao to come back.

After all, he is someone who can't wait!
In the capital city of Luoxia, the streets are still as lively as before.

On the side of the road, in a teahouse, Di Yao, dressed in moon-white plain clothes, was sitting in a corner with his eyes closed, and a pot of cold green tea was on the table.

Di Yao held onto the teacup with one hand, while the fingers of the other hand tapped the table slowly, making very regular thumping sounds.

All the people in the market are talking and laughing in low voices. Di Yao purses his lips and smiles. The market is always the best place to exaggerate and quickly spread rumors.

Quickly took out the money from the purse and put it on the table, Di Yao stood up and lowered his hands, a scroll fell to the ground unknowingly, but Di Yao turned around and disappeared at the corner of the street as if he hadn't seen it.

Seeing Di Yao leave, the errand of the tea shop hurriedly cleaned up the teacups on his table, but found that the teapot was full and hadn't been touched at all.

The shop clerk frowned, tilted his head in doubt, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "There's a weird guy who ordered tea but didn't drink it."

With lowered eyes, the waiter looked at the scroll at the foot of the table, hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, and bent down to pick it up.

Opening the scroll, there is a painting inside, a white dress, snow-like skin, dark eyebrows, beautiful eyes, blood-colored lips, a clear and charming smile, graceful and graceful, the waiter saw the person in the painting, his eyes were dull for a while, Standing in place as if petrified, unable to move, he had never seen such a woman, just like the fairy who had not been stained with the world of mortals.

(End of this chapter)