poisonous woman

Chapter 197 Zhao Zhao
Xiao Junjue raised his eyes to stare at Rong Zhao, the starlight shimmered in his eyes in the shadow of the red candle, seeing her face covered with black mud, Xiao Junjue stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek.His fingers were very slow, as if he was stroking a rare treasure.While Rong Zhao was in a daze, he hugged her, and his chin rested on her forehead. Due to the injury, he had a rough and low voice, lingering in Rong Zhao's ears, "Zhao Zhao."

Like a hungry person walking in the desert and seeing a vast ocean, Rong Zhao was so happy that he felt that he had put on wings and became a bird flying high, flying up to the clouds.

The sound of "Zhao Zhao" seemed to reach her heart.

This sound was like in a dream, so unreal, if she hadn't been hugged by him in his arms, she would have thought it was a dream.

Rong Zhao didn't know that this was not the first time he called her that way, he also called her that way when he woke up after his poisoning, but she didn't hear it.

This time it was different, she could hear it clearly and truly, it pierced her heart like a needle pierced through a thread.

Rong Zhao smiled with tears in his eyes, a tear rolled around in his eyes, stubbornly refusing to keep it.

She can't cry, she can't shed tears, otherwise Xiao Junjue thinks how much she values ​​him.

The tear rolled back and forth in the circle of her eye, and finally fell down. The candlelight swayed on her cheek, which was the size of a small pearl, and it was dyed orange.

She admitted that she was so disappointing, who made her like him.

Xiao Junjue didn't say anything more, it seemed that all the words had been condensed in that "Zhao Zhao".This night, they hugged like this for a long time.

Living in the deep mountains was really difficult for Rongzhao. She was not used to living in these two days, let alone eating. Looking at the food on the table, she couldn't lift her chopsticks.

Living here, she eats coarse grains and wild vegetables. She usually eats and dresses finely, so how can such meals be swallowed.

Seeing her yesterday, the old lady seldom ate much, she knew she was not used to eating, and today she specially baked vegetable cakes, but with wild vegetables as fillings, Rong Zhaoguang felt nauseous just thinking about it.

She knew that the old lady was kind, but if she couldn't get used to it, she couldn't get used to it.

"What? Can't you eat it?" Xiao Junjue saw that she just looked at it but didn't eat it, and knew it was not to her liking.

Rong Zhao looked at him, pursed his lips, and said bravely, "I'm not hungry."

How could Xiao Junjue not know her, said: "How about this, I will go into the mountain later to see what prey there are, catch some and bring them back for the aunt to cook for you."

When he heard that he was going into the mountains, Rong Zhao quickly waved his hands, "Hunting before the injury heals, you don't want to die? I'll just eat it." She grabbed a large pancake and stuffed it into her mouth without chewing. Swallow it down your throat.Drinking medicine with her is the same principle. If you don't chew it, you won't feel bad. Anyway, the most important thing is not to starve.

Xiao Junjue's mouth curled slightly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Hi..." As soon as the sound fell, Rong Zhao choked, and she patted her chest tightly several times, "Shui Shui... hiccup... Shui..."

"Let you eat slowly." Xiao Junjue hurriedly poured her a glass of water, Rong Zhao drank water in a hurry, Gulu Gulu drank a big bowl, Xiao Junjue thought she was like a child, "Drink slowly. "

Finally getting the stuff stuck in his throat, Rong Zhao said with a bitter face, "This wild vegetable pie is really hard to swallow."

"If it's hard to swallow, don't swallow it. Let's see what the aunt has done for you." The old woman came in with a stew pot smiling, just now when she walked to the door, she just heard Rong Zhao say this, so she took it up.

The stew pot is placed on the table, and when the lid is opened, there is a delicious smell of chicken soup.

"I think you are not used to the food in our mountains. Fortunately, the old woman raised a few chickens, which will come in handy this time."

"This..." Rong Zhao didn't know what to say. She heard from the old lady that these chickens were not for eating, but for laying eggs.Each chicken lays an egg every day, which is accumulated for a month and then sold for money.

But now he killed them and cooked soup for them, Rong Zhao felt uncomfortable.

Seeing her twitching, the old woman was generous, "It's nothing, it's just a chicken, and it doesn't lay eggs when it's old, so I wanted to kill it and eat it. Besides, your husband's injury has just recovered a little, and it just needs mending." when."

The chicken soup was delicious, and the little glutton in Rong Zhaozhong's stomach couldn't help but moan, but she refused to accept it.

Her haughty pride was at work, she felt as if she was being handed over, and she felt like a beggar.

This kind of strong arrogance made her feel ashamed, so she stayed here and ran out.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" The old woman was stunned for a moment, watching Rong Zhao run away, not knowing what to do for a while.

Xiao Junjue sighed secretly in his heart, and said to the old woman: "It's none of your business." Xiao Junjue took some scraps of silver, which was the only money they had left, "Here are these for you, this chicken is We bought it."

"I can't take this money. I stewed it for you, and you didn't buy it." The old woman declined, "Well, there is still some money for the medicine you gave last time, I see you Maybe my wife doesn't like chicken, so I'll let someone bring in something, what do you think you want to eat?"

"Don't bother." Xiao Junjue still put the money into her hand, "You can take this money." Looking outside, he said: "I'll go see her."

Rong Zhao squatted against a tree, the tears couldn't help streaming down, sobbing, shrugging his shoulders.

Suddenly a handkerchief was handed in front of him, Rong Zhao looked up, Xiao Junjue raised his hand, "Here, wipe away my tears."

Rong Zhao snatched it away, clenched his hands, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said, "What are you doing out here? Don't drink your chicken soup."

Xiao Junjue took out the handkerchief from her palm, and wiped the teardrops on her cheeks gently but vigorously. His tone was very light, like a soft feather floating on the blue waves, "Why are you crying?"

Rong Zhao stared straight at him with condensed eyes, as if a layer of moonlight had been cast into his eyes.She hugged him, resting her chin on his shoulder.

Her tears soaked Xiao Junjue's shoulders, "I feel like a beggar, relying on other people's charity, and the one who gave me money was the kind of person I used to despise the most. I know, I have a rebellious temper and often look down on me. I don’t like that, I think all ordinary people are born lowly, I think I will always be on top, bowing to all living beings. Seeing that some money is thrown at random, there are a group of people fighting for blood and blood. I just feel that Interesting. I think only the rich have power, and I can make a monkey out of anyone."

"Gao Yunyi told me since I was a child that I have a noble status and a prominent family background. Everyone flatters me and flatters me. I can be arrogant and domineering in Changge City as I want. The people in Changge City, I don't need to put In my eyes, they are just a group of lowly ants, not worthy of carrying my shoes."

Xiao Junjue caressed her back, and heard her continue, "I am arrogant, domineering and lawless, and I don't give face to anyone except your father. Before I was ten years old, I was riding a horse on the street. Whoever stops me I can hit anyone with my whip. I even chased people and ran for fun on horseback. I watched them fleeing for their lives. I laughed so hard that I couldn’t straighten up. They didn’t scold me behind my back, they even cursed me in their hearts when I fell and died while riding a horse, that’s God’s eyes, except for one disaster.”

Indeed, what Rong Zhao did was really hateful, but Xiao Junjue felt sorry for her at this moment. She had no biological mother by her side since she was a child, and her stepmother's malicious instigation made her temperament worse and raised her into a human being. object of abomination.

If, if her biological mother is still alive, she will never be like this. She will be as knowledgeable and intelligent as other great ladies, and will not bear the reputation of a villain like she did later.

Xiao Junjue didn't say comforting words, but hugged her even harder.

"Except for my closest family members, no one really likes me. Those who surround me are only because of the Ronghou Mansion, the Duke Huguo Mansion, and your father's love for me. I know that if I don't have these support, What am I? Just like now, what is the difference between me and the beggar who writes about begging along the street? Those who seem to be good to me are all hypocrisy. But the aunt and the others are not like us Acquaintance, not only took us in, but also killed chickens that lay eggs for money at home and stewed them for us to eat."

"I don't like to accept other people's charity, and I am even more ashamed of the charity I gave to others. Compared with my aunt and others, I know that my "charity" is so cheap. No wonder you scolded me when you were in Meishan. I was thrown into the pile of beggars, and Qiu Shui said that I was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but I was not at all, I was more poisonous in my mouth, but I just wanted to spare a little money, so I really felt that I could trample on everyone and do whatever I wanted the dignity of others."

In front of Xiao Junjue, Rong Zhao had never said so many words, and she had never even opened her heart in front of anyone.

In fact, it was not because she felt that she was being given alms and hurt her proud dignity all the time, but because she was moved from the heart.Perhaps it was the old couple's dedication without asking for anything in return, which made her realize once again the sincerity and sincerity between people. , Sincerely, a precious thing.

The leaves were messy in the wind, and there was the sound of waves blowing on the shore, Rong Zhao's crying gradually subsided, and Xiao Junjue stroked her hair with his hands, "Let's go in when we've had enough crying, I'm hungry."

Rong Zhao wiped his tears on his clothes, raised his eyes and gave him a sideways glance. This person is always indifferent, and he can't say a good word to coax others.She raised her hand to hit him, but she didn't punch him hard, and just lightly landed on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)