Reborn like a flower

Chapter 315 Ning Xin Suicide (5)
"Then over there, grandma..."

"Let her be proud." Huang twitched the corners of her lips, "The prosperity must decline, do you really think how capable her father is? Everything is just Prince Yi's means." In Bizhu's silence, However, Mrs. Huang seemed to see Zhang Ningxin, who was pale and unwilling, through the snow-white wall. After a long time, she sighed leisurely, "The family is full of people, our third grandma is really..." Shaking her head , walking back with Bizhu.

After a few days, Zhou Ziyuan really returned to Zhou's house with his servant.

When Zhang Ningxin heard the little maid said that the third master had returned, she was standing in front of the window staring at the osmanthus tree that was still flourishing but without osmanthus flowers.

This is what Zhou Ziyuan saw when he entered the room. His elegant and quiet back stood quietly in front of the window, and the dense osmanthus tree that was covered with a golden layer of sunlight set off her thinness and haggardness. He remembered, when he first met, she was standing under the eaves of the corridor, smiling and pretty and charming.

"Ning Xin."

Zhang Ningxin turned around slowly, and smiled gently at Zhou Ziyuan, "Are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Zhou Ziyuan nodded, stepped forward to hold her hand, looked her up and down, and said softly, "Why is your face so ugly?"

"A few days ago, I suffered from the wind and cold, and it hasn't recovered."

Zhou Ziyuan nodded, and helped her to sit on the kang.

At this time, a delicate voice sounded outside the door, "Grandma, the medicine is ready."

When the words fell, the curtain was lifted, and Su Xirong, who was holding a mahogany tray, walked in gracefully. When she saw Zhou Ziyuan sitting on the kang, her eyes lit up with happiness, and she said softly: "My lord is back!" gone."

Zhou Ziyuan nodded, turned his face quickly, looked at the bowl of brown medicine on Su Xirong's tray, and said softly: "Which doctor did you invite? How long have you taken the medicine?"

"I invited the long-term doctor in the mansion, and I have been taking the medicine for half a month." Zhang Ningxin took the medicine bowl handed over by Su Xirong, frowned, and drank it all in one gulp.Su Xirong on the side quickly handed over a candied fruit, and Zhang Ningxin held it in her mouth. After the medicine was over, she looked at Zhou Ziyuan and said, "Auntie Su has worked hard these days, she is always in bed. The former servant, day and night."

"It's what maidservants and concubines should do." Su Xirong said hastily.

Zhang Ningxin smiled, then waved her hands, and said to Su Xirong: "You go down first, I have something to say to the third master."

Although Su Xirong didn't want to, she didn't dare to blatantly disobey Zhang Ningxin's words, and stepped back.

This side, wait for Su Xirong to retreat.

Zhang Ningxin suppressed the smile on her face, looked at Zhou Ziyuan and said, "What's your plan?"

Intend?A wry smile appeared on Zhou Ziyuan's elegant face, "Your small arms can't twist your thighs, so what can you plan? Let's take a step and see."

Zhang Ningxin nodded, leaned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I have an idea, Lord, see if it works."

"Tell me." Zhou Ziyuan looked at Zhang Ningxin.

"Grandpa, please divorce me."

Zhou Ziyuan's pupils suddenly shrank sharply, as if he couldn't believe that Zhang Ningxin would say such words.

But Zhang Ningxin smiled, looked at Zhou Ziyuan and said, "I must have known about those rumors. All of this is aimed at me. As long as I divorce me, Lord Yi will not embarrass you anymore. "

"We are husband and wife." Zhou Ziyuan looked at Zhang Ningxin with pain in his eyes, "In your eyes, what kind of person do you think I am?"

what kind of person?Zhang Ningxin turned her head and thought: Who is it?I also want to know what kind of person are you?

"No, I won't agree. Big deal, we die together." Zhou Ziyuan flatly refused.

Zhang Ningxin was still waiting for a while, when the voice of a little maid came from outside the house, "Third Master, Madam Master, please go to their yard."

"Tell madame and lord, I'll wash up..."

"No need," Zhang Ningxin got up, "You go over now, I think father and mother have something to say to you."

Zhou Ziyuan wanted to fight again, but Zhang Ningxin had already stepped forward and opened the curtain.

"Okay then, I'll be back soon."

Zhou Ziyuan nodded, whispered something in Zhang Ningxin's ear, and followed Ju Hong to Yu's house.

Zhang Ningxin looked at Zhou Ziyuan's disappearing figure, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a slim figure in another part of the small courtyard, following Zhou Ziyuan's back with lingering eyes, the corners of her lips curled up, and she slowly put it in her hand He turned around and walked to the side of the bed, took the yellow paper package from under the pillow, and swallowed the medicine in the package without hesitation.

In Yu's house.

Zhou Cong waved his hand and retreated the servants, even Yu's mother was invited outside the door.

Then, he lowered his voice and said to Zhou Ziyuan: "Tell Weifu, are those things true?"

Zhou Ziyuan raised his head to meet Zhou Cong's gaze, and said loudly: "Father, don't you believe in your son? It's clear that someone deliberately framed his son."

"Then tell me clearly what's going on."

Zhou Ziyuan recounted how he met that woman that day and how he saved her.

"She kept saying that she was kidnapped by a rogue, and her son asked someone to inquire about it. After inquiring, he found out that the man was indeed a rogue, so he rescued her, beat the man with thirty sticks, and threw him out. .”

Zhou Cong stroked his forehead, and sat down on the kang slumped.

"This is a game, a game that has been done a long time ago."

Zhou Ziyuan nodded.

Seeing the helpless father and son, Mrs. Yu couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "They're both that bastard, Mrs. Zhang, if it wasn't for her, how could my son suffer such injustice."

Zhou Ziyuan was silent for a while and did not refute Yu Shi's words, nor did he have the affection to defend Zhang Ningxin like he did in Zhang Ningxin's house.

"Sanlang, divorce your wife." Zhou Cong looked at Zhou Ziyuan, sighed and said, "There are dozens of people in the Zhou family, and we can't die for her. Now, we can only divorce her and let her fend for herself. Only then can I give Princess Yi an explanation. Otherwise..."

"Boy knows." Zhou Ziyuan frowned.

"If you know it, then you should know what to do?" Zhou Cong looked at Zhou Ziyuan.

"Can……"

"But what's the matter?" Mrs. Yu suddenly stood up and glared at Zhou Ziyuan. "I didn't like her back then. Although it is said that high marriage is low, it depends on what kind of family it is. This kind of vicious Women, even if all the women in Daqing are dead, they will not be able to marry a monk for a lifetime."

"Mother, keep your voice down, don't let it reach her ears, she is sick now."

Zhou Ziyuan looked at Mrs Yu pleadingly.

"Nizi, you only have her in your eyes, but you still have me and your father?" Shi Yu was furious, and pointed at Zhou Ziyuan, "You are going to destroy the Zhou family and send your relatives to death. what……"

(End of this chapter)