draw the wind

In the dead of night, I wandered around the back door of the Shen Mansion, found a lot of stones, and tried to climb over the wall to get in, but the Shen family was very well protected from thieves, and the wall was as high as two people, so I could barely touch the edge. Can't turn over.

I was so tired that I was sweating profusely. Seeing that there was nothing I could do, I couldn't help crying against the back door.

Why is Shen Che so cruel, saying that he will never show affection to me? Doesn't he like me very much?

Well, I have repeatedly ruined his sincerity, no wonder he treats me like this.

I was tired and hungry, leaning against the door and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took before someone came to open the door. I almost fell over, and quickly stabilized my figure. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the person who came was the lively servant girl Xiao Liu who served me when I was under house arrest.

I didn't care about how Xiao Liu would appear here late at night, and begged her sadly to take me in.

Xiaoliu is much softer than Xiaotao, unable to withstand my pleading, she wrinkled her face and said, "The young master must never confess his servant."

I hastily nodded to assure, and then Xiao Liu took me into the mansion under the cover of night.

It's strange to say that the Shen residence is usually heavily guarded, but I went all the way to Shen Che's courtyard, but I didn't meet a single guard.

Really help me too.

I successfully entered Shen Che's courtyard, and just about to sneak into the house, I saw Shen Che's personal attendant leading a maid out of the room. I hid behind the railing and heard the two of them talking.

"The wound on the young master's back has opened again, and a lot of blood has flowed out."

"Who knows, I think I did something drastic, so you and I shouldn't speculate too much, just take good care of the young master."

The two of them walked further and further away, and a trace of enthusiasm appeared on my face.

I know what drastic things Shen Che did, he hung out with me in the Spring Wind Pavilion last night, now that I think about it, it is very embarrassing, no wonder the wound will open.

Because I was distracted by his tossing and turning, I can't help complaining now, how can he not care about his body at all just because of his good foundation?

After Shuangshou and the maid left, I came to the door, determined that no matter how Shen Che treated me later, I would not leave.

I took a deep breath and gently opened the door.

The figure behind the screen was faintly visible, Shen Che's voice was slightly hoarse, "Who came in?"

I nervously walked around the front hall and appeared in front of Shen Che, from which I could clearly see the scenery on the couch.

Shen Che was lying on the couch with his upper body bare, his white and firm flesh gleaming under the candlelight, his gorgeous hair was gathered around his neck, and the ends of his hair hung down the edge of the bed, like a fairy coming out of a painting, beautiful Be thrilling.

But how can a fairy's back be bloody?

Shen Che frowned at me, and said in a cold tone, "Who let you in?"

I stepped forward in a daze, my eyes were sore, and tears ran out uncontrollably.

"Your injury..."

Shen Che looked at me quietly and didn't reply to my words.

I sobbed and went forward to look at his back by the candlelight. The original white skin was covered with bloodstains. When I saw it, I cried even harder. I wanted to touch him but dared not touch him. My feet softened and I sat on the ground.

It turned out that the rumors outside were true, and Shen Che really offended Longyan.

"Brother," I looked at him with tears in my eyes, and my voice was sticky, "Will the Holy One chop off your head?"

Shen Che's face was pale, "What does it have to do with you?"

As soon as I grabbed his hand, afraid that he would throw it away, I used both hands, twitching, "I, I don't want you to die."

"It's not good for me to die. You don't have to worry about me being unfaithful to you anymore."

I quickly shook my head, "I was wrong, brother, I was ignorant before..."

Shen Che's light eyes reflected my face wet with tears, I held back my shame and said, "It's because I can't see my own heart clearly, and I keep making brother sad, you should blame me, but please don't want me. "

He couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, he just passed me holding his hand, and seemed to sneer, "Didn't you want to leave by yourself?"

"I, I regret it." I looked at Shen Che firmly, "I will stay with my brother from now on."

Shen Che was not moved by my words, instead he withdrew his hand forcefully, and I held it firmly so that he could not succeed.

He smiled slightly, "The Holy Majesty wants me to marry the Fifth Princess, what do you think?"

My heart ached and tears fell like rain.

If he marries the Fifth Princess, I will not be able to renew our relationship with him, but if he does not marry, he will be against the decree and will die.

I seem to be pulled by two ropes on the left and right, and I can't answer Shen Che's words for a while, but I only know one thing, I don't want Shen Che to die.

I unconsciously let go of Shen Che's hand, endured the pain and murmured, "I heard that the fifth princess is gentle and pleasant..."

He narrowed his eyes, as if he was extremely disappointed in me, pushed me away, and said sharply, "Song Ling, let's go."

I panicked, looked up at him, shook my head, "I'm not leaving."

"Aren't you leaving?" Shen Che sat up and looked down at me, "Then you want to watch me marry the fifth princess and come in to be your sister-in-law?"

Just thinking about that image made my heart ache and I shook my head even more.

"You don't want me to marry the fifth princess, and you don't want to be with me, so what do you want to do? There has never been a perfect balance in this world, and you can't do everything according to your heart."

Shen Che seldom talked to me sharply. I was silenced by him, and it took me a long time to choke up and say, "I don't want to be with you..."

"Then aren't you afraid that your brother's incest will make people laugh?"

My heart was overwhelmed, but I was never so firm for a moment, I swallowed the pain, bit my lips and said, "I'm not afraid."

Shen Che looked at me intently, then turned over and sat down on the couch, lifted me up from the ground, brought me to the desk, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, since you are not afraid, I will believe you this time. Song Ling, I disobeyed the Holy Majesty." If you really like me, you can only go to hell with me to be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks, so are you afraid?"

My neck felt cold, and I didn't quite understand why he said that. Although I was frightened, I still bite the bullet and replied, "I'm not afraid."

He spread out a piece of red paper full of words on the desk. It was a marriage certificate for marriage...

"Then you can put your fingerprints on this marriage certificate. After a hundred years, you and I will have a testimony when we meet Hades in the underworld, so we won't be anonymous."

My head was in a mess, I didn't know how I came to this step, with tears still on my face, I stared blankly at Shen Che.

"Why, you are just being obedient, and if you really want you to marry me, you are not willing?" Shen Che said coldly, "Forget it, I believed you wrongly."

I couldn't bear others to provoke me the most, and those words were sincere, so I wiped my face vigorously, and sobbed, "I am willing."

As I said that, I stamped my fingerprints on the marriage certificate without hesitation.

Looking at the fingerprints overlapped with Shen Che, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

From now on, the two of us are husband and wife who have overwritten the marriage certificate. Even if we go to the underworld, King Yama will not be able to rely on it.

Shen Che's eyes were dark, and a smile finally appeared on his pale face.

I sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "Brother, we will always be together."

So what about the underworld, it's just a neck-and-neck matter, and it's over with patience.

Well, I'm still a little scared, but when I think of Shen Che walking Huangquan Road with me, I suddenly feel fearless.

I was still thinking about Shen Che's injury and wanted to see it, but Shen Che hugged me horizontally.

I was surprised, "What?"

In the candlelight, he smiled and lowered his eyes, threw me on the couch, pulled down the curtain, "bridal chamber."

The hibiscus tent is warm, the spring night is short, and it is a good night.

When it was messed up, I couldn't help but think that tomorrow Shuangshou will ask Shen Che how his wound opened again.

Forget it, carpe diem, I hugged Shen Che, feeling at ease like never before.