The daily life of the doting wife of the master slaughter

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This year, early in the beginning of spring, the north wind receded suddenly and was replaced by a slightly gentler wind, which was not so piercing.

He Need asked, wearing a sky-blue padded round-neck gown, walking in front, taking big steps, rising and falling, sinking and falling, creating a melodious melody.

He is relaxed, and this kind of relaxation is different from before. It used to be a fluke of escaping from life, but now it is the comfort of being in the world. People like the old lady, Aunt Zhao, and Mrs. Xu have never been taken seriously by him. Here, he only regards Liang Mubai and Kong Cuizhi as friends.

Right now, Kong Cuizhi's friend is not very good, she is leaning on the head of the bed, her hair is untied, messily spread on the pillow, strands hanging on her cheeks, she looks haggard and her beauty is fading away.

Seeing that He Needed to ask, she propped up a little bit and forced a smile: "Why is Sister-in-law here?"

Her smile was like a dead arrow, He Needed suddenly felt sad, raised her hand slightly: "You lie down, I brought you something good," he beckoned Hua Nong to come forward with nothing to do Lai: "Ginseng, velvet antler, and bird's nest are all great nourishing things. You will be fine if you eat them for a few days."

Kong Cuizhi stared eagerly for a while, and then raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty: "There are so many good things, I want to eat them too, I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy them..."

"Nonsense!" Why asked to scold her: "Ants are still stealing their lives, are you even worse than ants?"

"I'm not even inferior to ants... In fact, it's only my fault. At the beginning, I only wanted to climb high branches, so I didn't think that the high places were too cold."

He need to ask Leng Buding was stabbed by her smile, remembering the first time he saw her, it was in the court, such a wild girl who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, even chasing profit was refreshing, he felt a little heartache, and then asked: "Liang Yuan?" Woolen cloth?"

When mentioning her husband, Kong Cuizhi sneered: "Him? He didn't beat me three times a day and I became Amitabha. A few days ago, he bought a maid from somewhere, and he didn't go out anymore. He just locked himself in the house and hang out with her. "

Presumably it was Liang Jin who taught him a lesson that time, he knew how to restrain himself, and was bored at home, so he just messed around with the maid.

Why bother to ask? After all, he is not his blood-related elder brother, and he is not regarded as a younger brother. It is inconvenient to control him. He just said: "If he doesn't come, it will save you from disturbing your cleanliness. You should take good care of your illness. Wait a few days, and I will send you some good stuff." , when the weather gets warmer, I need to cut some new clothes, and let Mu Bai embroider some patterns for you."

He turned a blind eye to Kong Cuizhi's icy complexion and the little light left in her eyes, as if she still had a future, and seldom talked endlessly: "Next month, it will be your elder brother's birthday, and someone will definitely give him some good things by then." I will bring you all the things I have, amber agate, emerald and white jade, actually there are quite a few in the house, when you can walk around, go to our house and pick them out, I don’t need those things anyway..."

Kong Cuizhi listened to his murmurs with drooping eyelids. Hearing these good things, she was happy at first, and then shook her head like ashamed: "Sister-in-law, don't give it away, the pair of rhinoceros mochizuki and those materials you sent last time , All of them were picked up by my mother, I'm afraid that these things you sent today will fall into her hands, and she won't give them to me at all."

"Then I'll ask someone to cook it and bring it to you every day."

Kong Cuizhi still shook her head: "Don't bother me, sister-in-law, if I die later, please remember to ask someone to burn more gold leaf for me, and don't tell me to suffer poverty over there..." After a moment of silence, she struggled, Pulling He Need to ask the cuff: "Sister-in-law, I beg you, after I die, you can take the child to raise him, don't let him suffer with that murderer!"

Why bother to look back at the cradle under the wall, and then turn around to see her tear-stained face, her lips biting tightly, as tenacious as the first time she saw her, how could such a person die?

He helped her back to lean on her, and refused: "Of course you have to raise your child yourself. If you don't get well, he will blame you if he suffers in the future."

Kong Cuizhi coughed and wheezed for a while, and after she calmed down, she stopped demanding: "I know my sister-in-law has a good heart, and I won't bear to see him alone..."

She slid back into the quilt, breathed a sigh of relief as if she was much more relaxed, and stretched out her hand to push falsely: "Sister-in-law, go back, don't come, take care of your illness, and I won't even call her Miss Mubai." Come, let's go back...huh?"

He Xuwen never liked to cry, even if he was beaten and suffered, his demeanor was as peaceful as a bright star and a bright moon, but at this moment his nose suddenly became sore, he turned around abruptly, and stepped out of the icy and snowy room.

The night wind is already tightening outside, and it is almost dusk.

The scattered yellow wintersweet in Liang Yuan's yard made people's eyes hurt, so why did he raise his hand to cover it.In the east chamber in the distance, the doors and windows are closed, and the voice of a woman's coquettish frolicking can be heard vaguely.

The sound was like a new swallow returning early, hanging on the beam, chirping to welcome the coming spring, and the west chamber, with no life, wondered if it could survive the end of the warm and cold winter.

He Needed to walk back joltingly, he suppressed the mournful whistling in his eyes, but fire and anger filled his heart again, by coincidence, he ran into the executioner Aunt Zhao head-on.

Aunt Zhao and Tan Qingyao came from the fork road arm in arm. It is estimated that the old lady had just finished her meal and they were going to part here. Tan Qingyao was very polite and made a blessing: "Why did you meet the young lady here? The young lady can use it Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I'll go back first."

Why bother to turn around and leave, Aunt Zhao taunted behind her: "Qingyao, you are too kind and sensible, how can such a person deserve you to salute him? You saluted him here, but he didn't know Anyway, I can't even say a good word!"

Tan Qingyao fluttered her sleeves, and also raised her voice: "What did my aunt say? He is Mrs. Zheng, and I am a concubine. Naturally, I should salute him."

Aunt Zhao looked at the back of He Need to ask, and thought of Li's priceless dowry in her mind. She was very jealous in her heart, and her mouth became more and more fierce: "You are Miss Da, he is just a bastard! A man wife! What are you afraid of him doing?" ? He can’t go outside to socialize, he can’t take care of the housework inside, and when you have an heir, he won’t be able to keep the name of his nominal young lady!”

Tan Qingyao stared at He Youwen's slightly bumpy figure in the distance, only silently rejoicing in her heart, and she didn't want to kill her, let her say it.

And He Needed didn't listen to him at all, because he walked to the corner and saw Liang Jin standing behind the rockery, he just wanted to walk faster, go over to touch his shoulder, and stick into his arms .

Liang Jin opened his arms at a distance of three steps, and waited for him to rush towards him with a smile. Have you lost your identity? You must be the master. After all, you are a slave bought by my family. How can a slave talk about the master? It seems that you have to let your parents teach you the rules."

Aunt Zhao froze on the spot, not knowing how to react, but Tan Qingyao reacted quickly, and saluted with a shake: "Have you eaten, my husband?"

Liang Jin didn't take a step forward, and stood there with his hands behind his back: "Although you didn't sell yourself in, you are just a concubine. You don't scold me when your servants talk about your master, but you gloat over others' misfortune. What kind of books are you reading? ?”

This lesson made Tan Qingyao feel ashamed and indignant. She lowered her head and bit her lip, and was about to cry when she suddenly heard Liang Jin calling from a distance: "Come back with me."

Tan Qingyao only thought that what he said seemed to mean that she was her own person, and she felt a little joy in her heart. She ran up and followed the two of them all the way back to the yard. When she watched the two of them enter the house, she stood at the door , I don't know whether to enter or not, so I stand there anxiously.

After a while, Liang Jin stood out of the door, followed by Hua Nong. He stood on a few steps and said with a light smile: "You are right, you are a concubine, and you should salute the lady. After your daily morning and evening meditation, I will make up for it today, and you can stand here for two hours."

Tan Qingyao raised her head suddenly, staring at her eyes, not knowing what to do. Liang Jin was still smiling heartlessly, and told Hua Nong: "Keep an eye on her, not even for a moment. If you pass on my words, who dares to report to the old lady?" My son, all will be held for twenty."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the room, took two steps, then turned back, stared at Tan Qingyao and sighed softly: "You are always the most sensible, and you probably wouldn't go to the old lady's ear to blow the wind. But if grandma knows, no matter who said it , I just take it as what you said, I have my own way to prevaricate over there, but here... your life will not be easy."

In this way, Tan Qingyao didn't dare to act rashly, her teeth were itching with hatred in her heart, but tears were lying on her face softly: "Qingyao should be punished for making her husband angry..."

Liang Jin didn't like her, he hated women crying the most, and it annoyed him when they cried, so he entered the room with a straight face, and when he saw why he didn't need to ask, he suddenly understood.

Why need to ask sitting on the desk, through the window you can see the delicate woman under the lantern, crying so pitifully, he glanced at Liang Jin: "Do you really want to punish her?"

"Punishment! You are not allowed to persuade."

He didn't want to say it anymore, because it didn't matter in his heart, he just asked because he was afraid that Liang Jin would lose his sense of proportion, and he turned his head to look again inadvertently, and met Tan Qingyao's resentful and deep eyes. The two carved wooden windows were gently closed.

The room was silent, why did he remember Kong Cuizhi without asking, the worries in his heart came up again, and he remembered the throbbing when he saw Liang Jinshi when he came back.

While the candle was beating, he pulled Liang Jin to sit down, and Liang Jin squeezed over flattered: "Why are you so active today?"

"I'm afraid Cuizhi is not very well," he slowly leaned his head over, "Go and invite a good imperial doctor to take a look, I'm afraid your younger brother won't even bother to give orders,...their room is really looking forward to it." She's dead."

"Let the imperial doctor come early in the morning, don't worry, you'll be fine after taking a few doses of medicine." Liang Jin rubbed his shoulder and comforted him in a low voice: "When she recovers, I will escort that bastard to her to admit his mistake." .”

He Youwen laughed, staring at the many candles on the candlestick, saying homely: "They are afraid of you, but you don't want to take care of them."

"What do I care about them? If I have the time, I might as well use it to manage you."

"You care about me enough."

Liang Jin sighed: "I am worried every day that you will be bullied by others. You have always been open-minded and calm, but those people are not easy to use. You don't have to be afraid of them. Take out your master's money and you should be punished." You should scold."

"I'm not afraid of..."

"I know, you don't like to care about these trivial matters." Liang Jin hugged him, rocking back and forth slowly like coaxing a child.