poisonous woman

Chapter 33 Telling the Nightmare
Rong Zhao did fulfill his promise and took Rong Yao to the Guose Tianxiang Building, but, those beautiful girls can only watch from a distance and not play with them, Rong Yao shouted that he was deceived.

However, after Rongzhao watched her younger brother jump up and down, beat his chest and stomp his feet, the smile on her face gradually faded, and a cold light radiated from under her drooping eyelashes.

Gao first bought Chang Tian, ​​but Chang Tian was useless, and then she went to Rong Yao's house to arrange people, again and again.Rong Zhao suddenly discovered that she had been passive all this time, never taking the initiative to attack once.

Her mind gradually sank, and the flowers in her heart bore fruit in a thousand turns.

Who cares about the life and death of a servant girl in the deep house compound, besides, that servant girl has been crowned with the reputation of being a seductress, even if Lord Rong knew that the servant girl was beaten to death with a random stick, he just sighed and shook his head, without saying anything more.

However, he also reprimanded Rong Yao and urged him to cultivate himself.And Rong Zhao seemed to have no intention of revealing that the maid was sent to Rong Yao by the Gao family, which also made Lord Rong feel uneasy.

He was upset at first, but Rong Zhao dozed off in class, which made him even more annoyed, "Rong Zhao, didn't you sleep at night?"

Rong Zhao suddenly woke up from the daze, covered his mouth and yawned, and stood up in a daze to leave, "Huh? Father finished his lecture? Then I'll go back."

"Stop, you're so confused, you don't even know if I've finished my lecture. Tell me, what did you do last night?" Master Rong called to stop her, and shouted.

Rong Zhao scratched his scalp, "I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I can't sleep all night."

A moment ago, the strict father's face melted instantly, and his attitude softened immediately, "Why can't you sleep all night? Why didn't you say it earlier. Sit down and let father feel your pulse."

Lord Rong Hou has been involved in medicine before, and he can simply diagnose the pulse.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little irritable, and it's not a serious problem." He shook Rongzhao's shoulder, "Since it's not a physical problem, have you been thinking too much lately? Worrying too much?"

"That's not true, it's just that I have a strange dream when I close my eyes recently." Rong Zhao said slowly: "There is a mother in that dream."

Lord Rong Hou didn't care at all, but when Rong Zhao mentioned her mother, he immediately looked at her with all his attention, his eyes were faintly shining.

"I dreamed that she gave me a cart of things, saying it was a gift for me. I went to pick it up with joy, but suddenly a cloud appeared. The cloud was very scary. It had fangs and pincers. The sharp claws of the dog were terrifying, it kept chasing me, I couldn't run away from it, and was swallowed alive by it. Dad, that dream was very scary, I was covered in cold sweat, and I didn't dare to sleep after waking up. Eyes see that monster cloud."

"I thought it was something, it turned out to be just a nightmare. I think you have too many things in your little head every day, that's why you have such weird dreams." Lord Rong didn't take it seriously.But when it came to Rongzhao's mother, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, his eyes showed infinite sorrow, "Father really envies that you can dream of your mother. After all these years, she has never been in my dream."

Lord Rong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did your mother look like in the dream?"

"It's the same as the one in the portrait." Rong Zhao pointed to the portrait on the wall, it was a picture of a beauty fluttering a butterfly, the beauty in the painting had silky eyes, a spring in her mouth, somewhat similar to Rong Zhao, and then It is a portrait of Rong Zhao's mother.

She passed away not long after Rong Zhao was born, so Rong Zhao didn't remember what she looked like at all.All the memories of her are based on what Master Rong told and the portraits drawn on the wall.

"Hasn't father ever dreamed about mother?" She had actually dreamed about it, but the mother in the dream was always vague.

Lord Rong's smile was mixed with a bit of bitterness, "When your mother just passed away, I closed my eyes and it was all about her. At that time, I really hoped that I would never open my eyes so that she could always be in my dream. After a long time The number of times I dreamed of her became less, and later on, I couldn’t dream of her even if I wanted to.”

There was silence for a long time, neither of them spoke, only the ticking sound of the watcher accompanied by the heartbeat.

Lord Rong looked at the portrait, his face was as gentle as the warm sun in spring.He never looked at Rong Zhao again, just watched the person in the portrait, and said for a moment: "Since you are not in good spirits, you should take care of yourself, you don't need to come to me these few days, and it's never too late to learn when you are in good spirits. "

"Okay, that daughter is retiring." Rong Zhao took a deep look at the portrait, apologizing slightly, and blessed himself at the portrait before leaving.

After she left, it took a long time for Lord Rong to withdraw from his nostalgia for the past.He stroked the corner of the table where the glyph was engraved, and murmured: "A cart of presents, Yun, does this dream have any deep meaning? Yun... Yun swallows Zhao Zhao..." He turned his gaze to the portrait again Go up and ask, "Are you implying something?"

The snow fell on the window eaves, climbing on the engraved lines, one piece after another, as if quietly listening to the whispers in the room.

Dazzlingly, it is the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the birthday of the third master of Ronghou Mansion.No banquet guests, just a gathering of relatives and friends.

"Sixth sister, come quickly, I'm unlucky today, I lost a few times, you should avenge me." Rong Zhao was called by his name as soon as he entered Qinghuanju.The person who called her was Rong Xin, the second young lady of the Rong Mansion. She was the second daughter of Third Master Rong. She had been married two years ago, but she was married to Gu Jinlin, the second son of Uncle Rong Zhao's second son.

Rong Zhao likes her straightforward and straightforward personality, and she has become her cousin, so the relationship between the two has always been good.

Rong Zhao gave her an angry look, "I've seen pregnant women eat, I've seen pregnant women drink, but I've never seen pregnant women playing horses." She glanced at Gu Jinlin, who was sipping tea and playing chess, "I said three Cousin, can you take good care of your wife?"

Gu Jinlin smiled, his doting eyes slid across Rong Xin's face, and said, "Don't you know that pregnant women can't be messed with? As long as she's happy and happy, what can I do?" He directed Rong Zhao, "Go, you Go and help her win a little back, or she won't be happy again."

Gu Jinlin is a rare and good husband. After two years of marriage, he and Rong Xin are still in love with each other. He dotes on her very much and accommodates her in almost everything.

Rong Zhao smiled lightly, her cousin was almost catching up with his wife's slave.Still wanting to say a few more pleasantries, the man who played chess with Gu Jinlin said: "I haven't seen Sixth Sister for a long time, and Sixth Sister is even more beautiful."

"Really? The elder brother-in-law really hasn't come to Rong Mansion for a while, don't you know that I've been so beautiful?" The smile on Rong Zhao's face was sarcasm, and he twitched the corner of his mouth perfunctorily. Then ignore him.Seeing the woman sitting next to him nodding at her with a smile, she smiled back and sighed slightly in her heart.

(End of this chapter)