Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Zhao Qingjie's eyes gradually drooped following Ye Jing's words, she looked a little sleepy, and her breathing and complexion gradually returned to normal.

Seeing this, Ye Jing didn't hesitate any longer, and said softly again; "You are sleepy, go to sleep quietly."

After finishing speaking, she snapped her fingers next to Zhao Qingjie's ear, and the next second, Zhao Qingjie's body lost its support and fell limply to the side.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue subconsciously stretched out his hand to support her, Shang Zhuyi frowned slightly, but didn't say much, just turned his head impatiently, and after a long sigh, he turned back without saying a word own room.

"Zhuyi..." Ji Mujue subconsciously wanted to stop her, but Shang Zhuyi didn't stop, didn't even turn around, and the only thing that responded to him was the sound of the door slamming shut.

Ye Jing shrugged helplessly, then pointed to Zhao Qingjie who was limp on Ji Mujue's body: "Okay, don't look at it, send her back to the room first, after that, you can kneel on the washboard in front of Zhu Yi. "

Ji Mujue also knew that now was not the time to leave Zhao Qingjie behind to chase Shang Zhuyi, so he nodded slightly, then picked Zhao Qingjie up and walked quickly to the guest room.

Ye Jing looked back worriedly at the door of Shang Zhuyi's room, then sighed, turned around and followed Ji Mujue's footsteps.

After placing Zhao Qingjie on the bed, Ji Mujue seemed unwilling to delay for a second, so he said anxiously: "Sister Jing, please take care of me here, I'll go and take a look at Zhuyi."

Ye Jing could understand his current mood, so she didn't say much, just waved her hand; "Go."

So, Ji Mujue walked out the door without looking back.

As soon as he pushed the door, Ji Mujue saw Shang Zhuyi's back moving back and forth in front of the double bed, he took a closer look, but found that Shang Zhuyi was actually packing his luggage!

Seeing this, Ji Mujue's heart skipped a beat, he frowned, walked quickly over, and grabbed Shang Zhuyi's busy wrist; "Zhuyi, what are you doing?"

Shang Zhuyi looked at the big hand with sharp joints around her wrist, she didn't even look up at Ji Mujue, and said decisively: "I want to leave, and you agreed, if I take the initiative to mention it, you will Let me go."

Hearing what she said, Ji Mujue felt a sense of panic in his heart for no reason, maybe he didn't realize that his voice was trembling; "Zhuyi, are you leaving me?"

But Shang Zhuyi understood his intentions better than Ji Mujue, so she sensitively sensed Ji Mujue's panic and trembling, she was silent for a moment, then raised her hand to break free from Ji Mujue's shackles, then raised her eyes to look at him: "I just I want the two of us to calm down a bit. The matter has come to this point. It is really not wise for the few of us to stay under the same roof. Therefore, I agree with your previous proposal. I will take the child and leave first, and wait for you to solve it. With these things in front of us, when the time comes, let's sort out our relationship again."

"So," after listening to her words, Ji Mujue's heart was not relieved, he still looked at Shang Zhuyi nervously: "You mean, even if the things in front of us are resolved, our relationship is still pending, right? Is it?"

Shang Zhuyi just didn't dare to promise too much now, she didn't firmly want to separate, so, facing Ji Mujue's inquiry, she could only subconsciously keep silent.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Ji Mujue became even more nervous. He stepped forward to block Shang Zhuyi's way of leaving, looked down at her, and said almost word by word; "I regret it, I don't want to let you leave me."

As he said that, without waiting for Shang Zhuyi to respond, he opened his hands and put Shang Zhuyi into his arms.

Feeling the familiar aura coming towards her, Shang Zhuyi was in a daze for a while, she was stunned for a long time, then she came back to her senses, struggled a bit, and said coldly: "Let me go."

However, Ji Mujue seemed to suddenly become childish, his hands were still tightly wrapped around Shang Zhuyi, and he replied concisely: "Don't let go!"

This made Shang Zhuyi a little irritable, and she gritted her teeth and struggled again, scratching and scratching with all her strength, but in the face of the huge physical difference, Shang Zhuyi had no choice but to give up in the end. : "Ji Mujue, you bastard, you clearly promised me!"

Ji Mujue nodded, and accepted the title of bastard; "Yes, I am a bastard, so I will break my promise. In short, I will not let you go."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms and clasped Shangzhu's clothes firmly in his arms.

Shang Zhuyi was angry and impatient, she gritted her teeth and raised her high-heeled foot, then stepped on Ji Mujue's foot resentfully without even thinking about it.

Ji Mujue let out a low growl in pain, then subconsciously let go of his arms, staggered, and fell towards the sofa that stretched out his hands.

Shang Zhuyi looked at his tightly frowning brows, and still stood there without moving. Her eyes were condensed, but if you observe carefully, you can see a layer of worry and anxiety under her icy disguise. concern.

Her pride and reason do not allow her to give in to Ji Mujue now, so she pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, then said coldly: "Mujue, I don't want to quarrel with you, can you give me some space to be quiet?" Quiet!"

Seeing her sad and forbearance, Ji Mujue felt a pain in his heart, he stood up with the armrest of the sofa, frowned slightly, the look in his eyes seemed a little hurt: "Zhuyi, I'm just too scared... "

Hearing him say this, Shang Zhuyi's heart was not untouched. After all, proud and noble as Ji Mujue, there are probably only a handful of people who can make him feel afraid in his past years, let alone, Now he was forced to say such cowardly-sounding words.

"Mujue..." Shang Zhuyi called out in a low voice with some trembling, then she suddenly turned her head and looked at the ground, her lips twitched; "I..."

Ji Mujue only knew about the woman in front of him, so even if Shang Zhuyi didn't say a complete sentence, he still understood what Shang Zhuyi meant, so he tentatively stretched out his hand to hold Shang Zhuyi's arm: " Zhuyi, don't leave me, okay?"

Listening to his almost pleading words, Shang Zhuyi's heart couldn't be looser. She pursed her lips, took a few deep breaths, and gradually loosened her grip on the trolley case.

Ji Mujue keenly saw this little move of hers, and understood that she was ready to compromise, so he showed a relaxed expression, and stretched out his hand to embrace Shang Zhuyi into his arms.

Shang Zhuyi leaned against his heart, silently staring at a pair of autumn-like eyes, his brows were still tightly wrinkled, looking like he still had a knot in his heart.

Ji Mujue rubbed Shang Zhuyi's hair with his chin, hugging her was like hugging a lost treasure, if he hugged her too loosely, he might lose it, but if he hugged her too tightly, he might hurt her: "Zhuyi, Promise me?"

Listening to his questioning, Shang Zhuyi frowned in embarrassment, and after a long time, when Ji Mujue was about to lose patience, she said softly: "Okay, I can promise you again, but the child is still mine Bottom line, if she still does something that might hurt them, don't blame me for being ruthless, I owe her nothing, especially my children!"

At the end, Shang Zhuyi was a little excited, his eyes were slightly red.

Ji Mujue let go of her, looked down at her face, feeling a little pain in his heart, he knew that although he tried his best to avoid it, he still inevitably made his beloved woman wronged.

Thinking of this, Ji Mujue felt angry and guilty. He supported Shang Zhuyi's shoulder and nodded solemnly: "I promise you, the child is not only your bottom line, but also mine."

Shang Zhuyi knew that what he said was from the bottom of his heart, so she didn't repeatedly question and ask for assurance, but sighed wearily, pushed aside Ji Mujue's hand on her shoulder, and then lowered her Said in a low voice: "I see, now I want to be quiet, can you let me stay by myself for a while?"

Compared to letting her hide out, just letting her stay in the room alone is already a big concession, so Ji Mujue didn't say anything more, and nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll go out now, You...call me anytime if you need to."

Shang Zhuyi didn't look at him, just half-closed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm", then waved his hand.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue took another deep look at her, and then he turned and left reluctantly. After going out, he closed the door for her intimately, and told the helper who was guarding the door: "Please pay attention to the lady in Madam's room. If there is anything wrong, please tell me right away, remember?"

Hearing his order, the servants nodded as if they were facing an enemy: "Yes, we have written it down."

After explaining everything, Ji Mujue felt a little relieved, took another deep look at the door of Shang Zhuyi's room, and then turned around to go back to the study.

At this time, Ye Jing suddenly came out of the guest room, saw Ji Mujue standing in the corridor, and walked over quickly: "You came out? I was looking for you."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue frowned slightly: "Looking for me? What's wrong?"

Ye Jing pulled his sleeve, led him to a remote corner, and asked in a low voice, "How is the bamboo clothes?"

When asked this question, Ji Mujue frowned suddenly, and then said in a somewhat irritated tone: "Temporary appeasement, but this is not a long-term solution. If Qing Jie gets sick again and conflicts with her and her children, I really will I'm afraid that I will lose control and drive Qing Jie out!"

Ye Jing gave him a look of "I support you in this decision", and then shrugged in Ji Mujue's embarrassed eyes; "The current situation is already a dead end, and it cannot be broken or established. Besides, Zhao Qingjie already knows now The identity of the child..."