Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Lying on the soft and comfortable big bed, Shang Zhuyi's spirit could not be relaxed at all. She frowned and recalled what happened in the past few days, the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, her thoughts were like a knot Like wool, the more you want to organize it clearly, the more complicated it will become.

In the end, Shang Zhuyi didn't know that she passed out from exhaustion, but she fell asleep. In short, her thoughts were like a taut string. When stretched to a certain extent, it lost its original elasticity and tenacity. It stopped with a snap, and her train of thought stopped, and she fell into the boundless darkness all of a sudden.

I don't know how long I slept, and I don't know how many nightmares I had, but finally Shang Zhuyi was sweating and struggling to wake up from this not-so-good sleep.

"Hmm..." She opened her eyes in a daze, the shadow left by the nightmare still remained in her eyes, they were wet, and she looked very helpless and pitiful.

At this time, there was a slight knock on the door, and then a soft voice that was about to drip: "Ma'am, are you up yet? Can I come in?"

Shang Zhuyi blinked and thought for a while before realizing that the "Madame" that the gentle female voice said was referring to herself.

So, she was stunned for a moment, quickly got out of bed, opened the door, Shang Zhuyi saw a young woman in uniform standing in front of her, and smiled at her: "Madam, good morning. "

Shang Zhuyi has been living in too much depression and pain for the past few days. When she suddenly saw a stranger give her such a warm smile, she was like a mental patient, and suddenly became moody. It was just a blink of an eye. Sour up.

The helper seemed to be as broad-minded as the sea, and she didn't feel the difference in her emotional ups and downs. Instead, she handed the tray in front of Shang Zhuyi, and continued to say with a sweet smile: "Ma'am, this is the breakfast prepared for you by the kitchen. Seeing that you haven't gone downstairs for a long time, I sent it up on my own initiative, didn't I bother you?"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with your hand, not to mention that the girl in front of you is still smiling so beautifully, so Shang Zhuyi quickly waved her hand, ignoring that she was still in a cold war with Ji Mujue, and said with a smile: "No , you come in."

Saying that, Shang Zhuyi opened the door and welcomed the woman in with a smile.

The woman put the breakfast on the table, then turned her head to look at Shang Zhuyi: "I made what you like according to my master's instructions. Come and taste it."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's heart suddenly moved, she was not angry, but sat down obediently, picked up the chopsticks, and tasted the exquisite breakfast in front of her one by one, the delicious taste bloomed between her lips and teeth Open, instantly surrounded her whole body.

Although she can't remember which flavor she prefers, but as soon as these foods are eaten, she has a familiar feeling. She knows that even if her memory is gone, some habits are imprinted in her bones, such as the food in front of her. .

At this time, the woman on the side spoke again: "Madam, how do you feel?"

Hearing her words, Shang Zhuyi woke up from the unreal feeling: "Huh? Mmm... very good, very delicious."

Hearing this, the woman immediately showed a soft smile: "That's good."

After finishing speaking, she nodded slightly, then turned around and prepared to leave without disturbing Shang Zhuyi's meal.

But Shang Zhuyi looked at her back, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and then she stopped the woman in a strange way: "Wait a minute."

When the woman heard her call, she stopped immediately, with a smile still on her face, and said softly, "Ma'am, what else do you want to order?"

Shang Zhuyi couldn't help but frowned when she heard her addressing herself: "Don't call me Madam from now on, just call me Zhuyi."

Hearing this, the woman's face showed an unidentifiable disappointment, then she nodded and said obediently: "Yes, I made a note."

After speaking, she nodded again, as if preparing to leave.

At this moment, Shang Zhuyi spoke again: "Although this is the first time I've seen you, I feel that you are very kind. Can you tell me your name?"

Hearing what she said, a look of surprise and joy appeared on the woman's face, then she turned her head quickly and said to Shang Zhuyi: "My name is Ye Jing, husband...Miss Shang, just call me Xiaojing .”

Shang Zhuyi nodded, lowered his head and repeated her name a few times, then said with a smile: "A good name, the name is just like the person, as warm and quiet as it is."

After being praised, Ye Jing smiled a little shyly, then scratched the back of her head, revealing her childish side, which made Shang Zhuyi's guard off again.

"Then Miss Shang, I'll go down first, take your time."

Shang Zhuyi nodded: "Okay."

After Ye Jing left, Shang Zhuyi faced the table of food, and the complicated feeling in her heart came up again. She frowned, then picked up the chopsticks hesitantly, and continued to eat slowly.

After breakfast, Shang Zhuyi was bored in the room for a long time, and she couldn't sit still, so she simply stood up and planned to take a stroll in the golden birdcage that Ji Mujue made for her.

Although Ji Mujue is rebellious, his aesthetics are still very good, so the quality of the decoration style completed under his supervision is very guaranteed. In addition to the warmth and elegance of the interior, even the back garden is full of dreamy colors.

Shang Zhuyi walked to the flower garden, looked at the colorful but not gaudy flower fields, and suddenly felt better, a gust of wind blew up, rolled up the sweet fragrance of flowers, penetrated into her nose and pores, Instantly make the surrounding atmosphere relaxed and soothing.

So, Shang Zhuyi strolled to the hanging chair next to the flower garden, sat down slowly, half-closed his eyes, and let the soft fragrant wind blow his cheeks.

　 After a while, I don't know whether it was because the atmosphere was too good or because she was too tired, but Shang Zhuyi, who had just had a full meal, started to feel sleepy. She nodded her head uncontrollably for a while, and finally leaned crookedly on the hanging chair , fell into a drowsy sleep.

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the bushes behind the flower garden, and then a woman in uniform came out lightly, with elegant features and a graceful figure, she was the one who had just chatted with Shang Zhuyi Very speculative Ye Jing!
Ye Jing walked slowly to Shang Zhuyi's side, and then took out a mini incense box from her sleeve. It seemed that the reason for Shang Zhuyi's sudden sleepiness was not as simple as what she just saw...

Then, Ye Jing stretched out her hand calmly in front of her, put some spices left in the incense box on the tip of Shang Zhuyi's nose, and walked back and forth. He took out a syringe from his pocket, pulled off the needle cap, and injected the liquid inside into Shang Zhuyi's blood vessel.

Shang Zhuyi, who seemed to be in a coma on the surface, actually didn't sleep well enough. Her spirit seemed to be still clear, but she was taken away from her body. After walking ups and downs for a certain distance, she came to a In the villa with a somewhat familiar decoration style, Shang Zhuyi frowned and carefully searched for the memories about this place in his mind, but it was like reaching out for a strand of hair in the water, obviously feeling that it was right in front of him, but How can not touch.

At this time, a person suddenly came out of the villa. The person was against the light, so he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see his tall and straight figure. He should be a man.

The man walked into the living room, took a glass of water and handed it out. Shang Zhuyi followed his hand and raised his eyes, and saw a woman standing in front of the man. The woman was petite and thin, but her abdomen was full. Slightly bulging, it seems to be pregnant.

Although he still couldn't see the man's expression, Shang Zhuyi could feel that when he looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes were full of tenderness and love.

The man lowered his head and touched the woman's belly, then said softly: "Is it okay to name the child Yixian Yizhu?"

Hearing the familiar name, Shang Zhuyi's head suddenly ached. She subconsciously covered her forehead and bent down slightly: "Why does it feel so familiar... who is it, who are they..."

She murmured, but the man and woman in front of her didn't seem to see her. The man supported the woman and walked back into the room slowly.

After a while, the door of the room was opened with a click, and this time it wasn't just the man and woman who came out, they were holding a small child in their hands, and their faces were filled with warmth. smile.

Suddenly, the door of the villa was violently opened, and a foreign man with a straight nose and deep eyes walked in, and the atmosphere in the villa instantly became tense.

"Who... is he?" Shang Zhuyi looked at this foreign man, still frowning and muttering.

As soon as this foreign man entered the villa, a hurricane brought up all the furnishings and decorations in the room, threw them away high, and then fell heavily. After a while, the originally warm and pleasant room became It was a mess.

Shang Zhuyi watched the scene where the circles of his eyes changed rapidly, and his heart also fell to the bottom of the valley, his eyes were slightly sore, and he wanted to cry.

Suddenly there was a loud noise like a stone breaking the sky, the woman in the picture froze, and then fell to the ground like a jade mountain toppled, and the bright red blood soaked her clothes in an instant.

Shang Zhuyi stood aside and watched, but as if feeling something, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart, as if he was suffering unbearable pain just like that woman.

"Ah!" She frowned and exhaled in pain, then was ejected from the scene, and returned to reality with blank eyes.