Chapter 157

Xia Hou Zijin also poured himself a glass of wine, but he didn't drink like Su Mo'er, and only sipped it with his lips and tongue.

"I know King Han has a side concubine named Su Mo'er. She was given to Chu Yichen by the current emperor as a side concubine when she was three years old. The first time I saw King Han Chu Yichen at the age of 11, I fell in love with him. I once secretly painted countless portraits of Zhang Hanwang to relieve the pain of lovesickness. Even before going to bed every day, I have to look at the portrait of Chu Yichen to fall asleep. Begging to marry into Prince Han's Mansion as soon as possible, finally got his wish and finally became Chu Yichen's nominal side concubine at the age of 13."

I don't know if it's because of the drunkenness, but Su Mo'er's face turned red for the original owner. It turns out that the original owner, a liar, loves Chu Yichen so high-profile?It can be said to be shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.It was she who poured another glass of wine and poured it down her throat, and even her tongue became lingering after drinking it.

"Does Chu Yichen know that there is such a little girl who is fascinated by him?"

What I dislike the most is this kind of plot where the infatuated woman pours out her heart and soul, but her heart is like iron.

"Of course I knew it at the time, but I must have forgotten it later, and as Chu Yichen, he thinks it's perfectly normal for a woman to treat him like this, so why would he take it to heart?"

Su Mo'er curled her lips. She couldn't find this passage in the memory of the original owner's previous life. She only knew that the original owner was trying to escape the hellish Su Mansion in her eyes, but she didn't expect to have such an unforgettable love.

"Why are you telling me this? I don't know this side concubine Su!"

Xiahou Qingrui took out a few pieces of rice paper from his pocket, put them on the table, and pushed them to Su Mo'er.

Su Mo'er picked up the rice paper and opened it, only to see a handsome young man was drawn on these papers. The paintings were extremely exquisite. The people on the paintings were in profile, front view, meditating, groaning, sad or happy, angry or smiling... ...all painted vividly and vividly.But the handwriting next to it is indeed very green, and it can be seen that it has not been strictly practiced and cannot be written.

It said: I dare not expect to be the only one in his heart, I only want to occupy the smallest corner of his heart.He can know my existence, and he can think of me for a moment in countless days and nights.

Su Mo'er looked at these words and thought to herself what the original owner did, which really echoed Zhang Ailing's words.

"When you fall in love with someone, you will feel very low, low to the dust, but my heart is happy. And a flower will bloom there."

It's just that the original owner, how could she lower herself to the dust, she simply regarded herself as a poop.

All love has humbleness in it, and the weight is different!Because falling in love with someone, caring about someone, there is a compromise, and a compromise naturally feels humble.In an equal emotional relationship, this kind of humility is mutual, and it is the effort and dedication of both men and women to a relationship.However, Su Mo'er and Chu Yichen had completely unequal feelings, so the curtain ended with the original owner throwing himself into the lake.

When I was a child, I listened to fairy tales and thought that when the prince and Cinderella walked on the red carpet, everything was perfect.However, the beauty of the story lies in artificially stopping time and consciously ignoring the decades of life that followed.When I grew up, I found out that I was fooled.Fairy tales are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

In the previous life, Su Mo'er encountered love betrayal, and in this life, Su Mo'er chose to throw herself into the lake to commemorate her love.So today's Su Moer, she made up her mind to live for herself.

Xiahou Qingrui caught the flash of loneliness and arrogance in the woman's eyes, which gave an ordinary face a dazzling luster.

"What do you, a man, do with the things drawn by other girls in the boudoir? Could it be that you are interested in Chu Yichen's little side concubine, seeing how she misses her husband day and night? Su Mo'er poured herself another cup." The wine, smiled and drank it into the throat.

Xiahou Zijin smiled and said: "To be honest, my father did ask this concubine Su's father, the late Guangping Hou Su Changqing, Su Hou Ye, to marry this girl when he was alive. But at that time, Su Hou Ye Said that his daughter had already betrothed to others. Less than half a year after this incident, Master Su and his wife both passed away.

Forehead?
The original owner agreed to it not long after she was born, but why has she never heard of it?
"Who did you promise?"

"What does it have to do with you? You are not the side concubine Su?"

Seeing that Xia Hou Zijin also poured him a glass of wine, Su Mo'er simply grabbed the jug, knowing that she couldn't find out if she asked, so fortunately she grabbed the wine from him.As a result, the two of them really exchanged cups and cups.

Su Mo'er said: "You paralytic is really kind. Your father went to beg for you and your parents died within a few days. I don't know, I thought it was because your family's begging was not successful. Let me tell you Ah, you have too much resentment in this life, you should do more good deeds to cultivate for yourself in the next life, maybe if you do a lot of good deeds, maybe your leg will get better."

Xiahou Qingrui couldn't help shaking the hand holding the jug, the wine poured out of the cup from the spout, and the room was full of fragrance.

"You're right! I was born to collect debts from others. God knows, the reason why my legs are made unconscious is to slow down the killing." He laughed at himself and vaguely pulled out from his arms A few more sheets of rice paper came out and handed to Su Mo'er again.

When Su Mo'er opened it again, she was stunned for a moment. The first one was the villainous slaves she had drawn as dowry of the Su family before, with various symbols on the side. Shit, fool,? hoodlum... After a few sheets, Chu Yichen's figure jumped onto the paper, and some strange symbols were marked beside it: gogkongque (male peacock) ziliankuang (narcissist).After about five or six shots, a slingshot was aimed at Chu Yichen's back, and a bullet hit him.Next to it is marked with text: Go to the moon!
A smile couldn't help but appear on Su Mo'er's face.But in a blink of an eye, she suddenly discovered to her surprise that Su Mo'er's painter in her previous life was exactly the same as Chu Yichen she drew on rice paper.If it weren't for the handwriting on the side showing different skills, others would look as if they were written by the same person.

Seeing Su Mo'er's shocked expression, Xia Hou Qingrui took out another piece of rice paper from his arms, and handed it to Su Mo'er for the third time.

Su Mo'er opened it and found that inside was the letter from home that she had written for Sun Xuelian.

"How do you even have this?"

Xiahou Qingrui said: "Chu Yichen's surroundings are like a fortress of iron and steel. It is not a matter of a day or two for us to find loopholes. We finally found a breakthrough in Lou Ye. Naturally, this letter from home will not be let go, so when it is intercepted halfway , we copied a copy.”

(End of this chapter)

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