I'm not unlucky at all

"Sister-in-law, your handkerchief fell off."

Li Qingnian coughed twice, and his voice was weak.

Li Zhaoshi looked down at the brocade handkerchief at her feet with an ugly expression on her face. She was not only old because her legs and feet were not good enough, but she couldn't bend her waist. She could only slam her crutches and said, "Nian'er, pick up the handkerchief on the ground." stand up."

There was a dead silence in the courtyard.

Shen Cong'er stopped walking with a pale face, her beautiful eyes frantically looked at the handkerchief on the ground, and then raised her eyes to look at Li Qingnian with some pleading.

Li Qingnian shook his head lightly at Li Zhaoshi's side where he couldn't see, bent down to pick up the handkerchief, and said in a relaxed tone, "Sister-in-law was walking too fast just now, so she didn't even know the handkerchief fell off."

Shen Cong'er's heart suddenly dropped and lifted again, her fingertips pinched out a circle of purple red in the palm of her hand, and then let go, she stepped forward to take back the handkerchief: "Second brother said yes, I was too anxious."

"Hold on."

Seeing that the handkerchief was about to return to Shen Cong'er's hand, Li Zhaoshi said casually: "Your handkerchief looks unfamiliar to me, it seems that the material is just a new material that has just been shipped from Kyoto at home, and the store has not yet stocked it. , why did it get into your hands first?"

It's no wonder that Li Zhaoshi has sharp eyes, she has been an embroiderer for most of her life, and later she married the Li family and opened a silk shop. Even Li Qingnian, who is in charge of the family now, dare not say that she is better than her own mother in front of people. know a lot.

Shen Cong'er was stiff all over, and secretly looked at Li Qingnian uneasily, finally pursed her lips and forced a smile and said: "What are you talking about, Cong'er's daily food and clothing are prepared by the maid at home, this handkerchief is Cong'er didn't know much about the material, but when the maid handed it to Cong'er, Cong'er thought it looked good, so she kept it for personal use..."

Listening to Shen Cong'er's explanation, Li Zhaoshi relaxed his frown slightly, and looked at Li Qingnian again.

Li Qingnian supported Li Zhaoshi's arm at this time, and said softly, "Mother, it's my fault that I didn't tell you before, the material of this handkerchief is indeed a new material brought in from Beijing this year, but there is a satin cloth inside I made my sister-in-law’s make-up when my elder brother got married, which is the material for this handkerchief.”

When Li Zhaoshi heard this, the suspicion in his eyes subsided a little.

Li Qingnian returned the handkerchief to Shen Cong'er, and said to her with a light smile: "Sister-in-law, this handkerchief is a close-fitting thing after all, so you have to put it away carefully in the future."

Shen Cong'er touched the back of Li Qingnian's hand with her fingertips, took the handkerchief and put it back in her arms, and leaned down gently towards Li Qingnian.

"In that case, I blamed Cong'er for my mother this time." Li Zhaoshi squinted at the movements of the two, his face paled, "Okay, it's getting late today, so I'll ask the maid to get the hangover soup in the kitchen Come and give Brother Sheng a drink, Cong Er, you are still pregnant with the child, so go to the West Wing to rest early, Brother Sheng will not need you to wait in front of him."

Shen Cong'er nodded: "Cong'er listen to mother."

Li Zhaoshi said to Li Qingnian again: "Your injuries are still not healed, so go back and lie down quickly."

Li Qingnian smiled: "Boy first help mother back to the house."

The backyard of the Li family became quiet again, only the maids and servants who came and went were still cleaning up the mess made by Li Qingsheng.

"How is it?" Shen Wang asked the young man beside him with a smile.

Song Xing said, "Is that what you deliberately asked someone to say in front of Li Qingsheng?"

Shen Wang leaned back on the tile, and said with a chuckle, "Who did I find? What did I say? Little Master Song, don't slander me."

Song Xing said, "It's fine if you don't admit it."

Li Qingsheng's fingerprinting on the divorce letter was done in the prison behind the county government. No more than five people knew that Song Lianyu and Li Qingsheng were separated. Even Song Lianyu himself was still concentrating on worshiping Buddha in the temple on the mountain , without knowing it.

Then Li Qingsheng said that all the people in Sifang Town are laughing at him for losing his wife and severing the relationship with his parents and sons. It is simply nonsense. Besides, even if this matter is spread, everyone in Sifang Town will know about it. Now, it's impossible for any fool to come up to Li Qingsheng and laugh at him.

Just because the Li family still runs the largest silk and satin shop in Sifang Town and has a certain power, just because Li Qingsheng is the elder brother of Li Qingnian, the head of the Li family.

Song Xing sat on the roof and looked at the moonlight above his head. It was so big and round that he could reach it with his hands.

He suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it to see if it was as cold as he imagined.

"Little master, how old are you, why are you still so naive?" Shen Wang sat up again at some point, hugged Song Xing's waist from behind, kissed his ear, then kissed his temples, and leaned closer He whispered in his ear, "Well, it is indeed me who asked someone to say those words around Li Qingsheng on purpose, but don't worry, those people are veterans of the rivers and lakes, not the people of Sifang Town, and their voices were taken advantage of by Li Qingsheng. I gave him a secret voice when I was drinking on my birthday..."

Song Xing was silent for a while, then pursed her lips and said, "Shen Wang, you don't have to do this, I think my sister doesn't want to have any other entanglements with the Li family anymore..."

Shen Wang smiled, put his arms around his body and adjusted the posture of the two of them, touched the back of his head with his palm, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt here?"

Song Xing froze, looking at Shen Wang.

Shen Wang's eyes were dark, he gently stroked the top of his hair with his callused fingertips, and said in a low voice: "I often think, how did Li Qingsheng push you down? Did you use your left hand or your right hand? How much blood did you bleed when your head hit the stone? They said you had been lying on the bed for so long... My little master, how much pain do you have?"

Song Xing slightly trembled and hugged him back: "Shen Wang, I'm fine."

Shen Wang hugged him into his arms, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "When I think about how I hadn't come to you at that time, I couldn't protect you well, so I wish Li Qingsheng would be able to protect you now. And suffer all over again for what you have done badly."

"Shen Wang, Shen Wang..." Song Xing couldn't say anything other than calling his name.

Shen Wang lowered his head and kissed his brows and eyes, pressed back the fear of death that often rose in his heart, hugged the young man in his arms tightly and said: "I'm very selfish, I only like you after living in this world for so many years. Little master, You are a treasure that is hard for me to get, so... those who have bullied you, I will always get it back for you one by one."

Song Xing's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that something hidden in her memory was about to break out of the ground.

The wind at night is getting colder and colder, but the warmth of human arms makes people feel hot.

The backyard of the Li family has completely quieted down. Shen Wang took a deep look at Li Qingsheng's room, held Song Xing's hand tightly, and said, "Tonight's play is over, shall we go home?"

Song Xing said yes.

Shen Wang put his outer shirt on him, and without changing his face, he lifted the blushing little master's buttocks firmly on his back, and stepped on the roof tiles with light work to move forward silently.

"Wait a minute." Before leaving the gate of Li's house, Song Xing pulled the clothes on Shen Wang's shoulders to make him stop.

"Do you think that's Shen Cong'er?"

Shen Wang frowned and looked in the direction he pointed.

I saw Shen Cong'er, who was supposed to be sleeping in the house, walking on a dark path with her skirt in her hand. She seemed to be afraid of being discovered, and her steps were extremely light, and she stopped behind the rockery in the front yard of Li's house. down.

Song Xing asked in a low voice: "She...what is she going to do?"

Shen Wang supported Song Xing's buttocks, and stretched out his hand to pinch it. He waited until he heard the red-faced breathing of the person behind him, then casually glanced at the corner behind the rockery, and said with a half-smile, "Little master, have you heard the sound of other people's lips?" Have you ever said that the middle of the night is the best time to meet your lover privately?"

Song Xing pursed her lips and said, "Shen Wang, have you ever heard someone say that a true Jianghu hero never takes advantage of others? Don't play hooligans with me."

Shen Wang smiled lightly, turned his face slightly to touch Song Xing's cheek lying on his shoulder, "I don't know about other heroes, but I, Shen Wang, only play hooligans with my own wife."

Song Xing glanced at him, then reached out to pinch his face, "You're really thick-skinned."

Shen Wang smiled and did not speak.

"Brother Nian!"

Behind the rockery in the back garden, Shen Cong'er looked at the tall and familiar figure in the dark night, and with tears in her eyes, she threw herself into the person's arms, raised her head and complained, "Brother Nian, why did you come here?"

"Be careful with the baby in our womb." When he got closer, the man's face was finally clearly visible. With a gentle smile on his face, Li Qingnian held Shen Cong'er in his arms and said, "Are you scared tonight?"

The corners of Shen Cong'er's eyes were slightly red when she heard this, but she still shook her head: "I'm fine."

"He said he was fine, but his eyes were red." Li Qingnian lightly brushed the corners of Shen Cong'er's eyes with his fingertips, and sighed softly, "Cong'er, I'm useless, I'm sorry."

Shen Cong'er shook her head vigorously: "Brother Nian, Cong'er never blamed you."

Li Qingnian's tone was bitter: "I obeyed my mother's advice and gave you up to elder brother. Don't you really blame me?"

With a wry smile on the corner of Shen Cong'er's mouth, she touched Li Qingnian's face with both hands, and said softly, "Brother Nian, Cong'er is just an orphan girl, if she hadn't been taken in by her mother, I'm afraid Cong'er would not know what it would be like to be spoiled by others." , I know how much my mother expects from you, and how much I hope you can carry forward the Li family, so Cong Er didn't have many complaints when she pointed her to your brother... Even if there were complaints, Cong Er just I blame why I lost my heart early, and I only want to be able to stay with Brother Nian every day."

Li Qingnian's heart moved slightly, he looked at the pretty face in front of him, and bent down.

Shen Cong'er trembled and naturally accepted the man's enthusiasm for her, but silent tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

On the roof, Song Xing slightly opened his eyes wide.

Shen Wang stretched out his hand to cover his eyes: "Don't look, that woman is so ugly..."

Song Xing: "..."

Seeing that he was gone, Shen Wang said, "Men are also ugly."

In the end, he nodded affirmatively.

Shen Cong'er was still pregnant, and the two of them were worried that they were in the front yard of Li's house, afraid of attracting people, so the matter did not end in the end.

While slowly stroking the sweaty temples of the woman in his arms, Li Qingnian casually asked with relieved gluttonous feet, "Cong'er, where is the handkerchief I gave you?"

Shen Cong'er hesitated for a moment and said, "The handkerchief...I was pressed under the pillow before I went out."

Li Qingnian's complexion sank slightly: "Didn't I ask you to bring it here?"

Shen Cong'er lowered her eyes and said, "Mother almost found us tonight because of that veil. Although mother doesn't know what you wrote on the veil, I'm still afraid..."

Hearing this, Li Qingnian was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Hey, Cong'er is not afraid... But when we meet here again in the future, you must remember to bring the handkerchief."

Seeing that Li Qingnian was quite attached to the handkerchief, Shen Cong'er nodded softly despite doubts in her heart: "Brother Nian, I will definitely remember to bring it next time."

Li Qingnian sighed, and his heart softened: "Cong'er, these days are really hard for you."

Shen Cong'er said: "I'm not bitter, Brother Nian, really."

She snuggled into Li Qingnian's arms and tremblingly said: "I've thought about it. Now that I'm pregnant with a child, your brother won't be able to touch me. In a few months, I, I will decide to give him a few small rewards." For our family, I believe that my mother will not obstruct the family for the sake of spreading branches and leaves. When your brother has a newcomer, he will definitely not care about me anymore..."

Li Qingnian listened to her narration, his eyes flashed with surprise and said: "My Cong'er is really a smart woman." After finishing speaking, he touched Shen Cong'er's lower abdomen, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Don't worry, Cong'er, I I've also thought about it, when the child in your arms is born, I will take him to my side and teach him personally, treating him as 'in person'..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, a gleam of light flashed in them, and murmured in a low voice, "Let's not worry, this life is still long, one day, this child will be able to call me Daddy himself."

Shen Cong'er suddenly raised her head and looked at the man in disbelief.

Li Qingnian didn't let her see his face, he just held her in his arms and coaxed her softly: "Don't be afraid, Cong'er..."

"Oh my god, what a big show!" 030 simulated the sound of cracking melon seeds in Song Xing's mind, "This Li Qingnian is so awesome, so he not only gave his elder brother a cuckold, but now he is Do you want to get rid of his elder brother after killing his own mother, and then marry his sister-in-law?"

Song Xing's eyes were also full of astonishment.

On the contrary, Shen Wang frowned and pondered, his eyes fell more on Shen Cong'er.

After the two separated behind the rockery, Shen Wang carried Song Xing home, and told him: "I found some clues, I want to go to Li's house to see, you rest first, don't worry about me."

Song Xing frowned and said, "Is it related to Li Qingnian and Shen Cong'er?"

Shen Wang didn't hide it from him, and nodded directly.

Song Xing said, "Then be careful."

Shen Wang kissed him, turned around and left the house, and the figures disappeared into the night behind a few mistakes.

In the backyard of Li's house, Shen Cong'er, who hurried back to the house, sat on the head of the bed in a daze for a while, fumbled for the brocade handkerchief under the pillow, opened it, and carefully looked at the poem written for him by the man himself , softly reading the above sentence in his mouth, tears rolled down the corner of his eyes again.

Does she complain?She complains.

I only blame myself for misjudging the wrong person, being infatuated with the wrong payment, making a wrong step, and step by step.

She complained, but she couldn't complain.

If you want to live, you can't complain.

Touching the little life under the belly again, Shen Cong'er wept dry, and finally fell asleep due to physical exhaustion.

Shen Wang stared coldly outside the house for a long time, after making sure that the woman had really fallen asleep, he walked to her bed, touched the woman's sleeping hole, took out the handkerchief she had folded under the pillow, and looked carefully.

Although the fabric used for the handkerchief was good, it was not worth much in Shen Wang's eyes.

He turned over the handkerchief, and his eyes fell on a love poem in regular script written in the lower right corner.

The poem was silent for a few times in his heart, and there was no other discovery on the brocade handkerchief, so Shen Wang put it back to its original place, and left Li's courtyard with a vigorous figure under the cover of the night.

The plan of the day is in the morning.

Li Sanyi moved the bench and sat in the yard to read, while Shen Yao was gesturing with swordsmanship in the open space in the yard.

After finishing a set of sword skills, the dust flew up.

Shen Yao put away his sword and nodded with satisfaction.

Not long after, Li Sanyi also reviewed what he learned in the private school yesterday.

Walking to the stone bench, Shen Yao carried the book basket for Li Sanyi, and said loudly: "Li Sanyi, we should go, don't just dawdle."

Li Sanyi patted the dust that didn't exist on his body and said, "I'll tell you sir."

Seeing his movements, Shen Yao was about to jump up and throw himself on him, shouting at the same time: "Li Sanyi, do you dislike me for being dirty again?"

Li Sanyi skillfully avoided him, rolled his eyes and said, "I think you are not only dirty but also smelly. Shen Yao, you are sweating so much that it stinks to death. Stay away from me!" A beggar of time, since Li Sanyi became a book boy with Song Xing, he has paid special attention to whether he is clean and tidy, lest others say that he is born to be a beggar.

Shen Yao didn't know this happened, but felt that he was about to be pissed off by this little villain.

The two were making a fuss. In the room, Song Xing came out with two eggs. Seeing the faint smiles on their faces, he stepped forward and stuffed the eggs into their hands. It's not peaceful, so come back early after school in the afternoon."

Shen Yao patted his chest: "Sir, I'm here, don't worry, I will definitely protect him."

Li Sanyi glanced at him secretly, and said to Song Xing obediently: "Don't worry, sir, I'll be back after school."

After the two left, Song Xing casually glanced at the nearby Shen family's courtyard, the door was closed tightly, it seemed that Shen Wang never came back last night.

After standing there for a while, Song Xing went back to the room and took out a stack of scrolls.

He is also going to private school today, but he is not with the two younger ones.

"My lord, where do you want to go? I can run around Sifang Town for three pennies in a carriage."

I don't know when the groom's business started in the town, and the streets and alleys were full of "da da da" horseshoes.

Song Xing glanced at the black and thin middle-aged groom in front of him, shook his head and said, "The place I'm going to is not far away, I can walk by myself."

After hearing this, the groom didn't bother, and ran forward with the carriage, then turned around to pull other guests.

Song Xing watched him go far away, and walked slowly on the road with the scroll in his arms.

After walking a few more steps, a woman in linen clothes looked at him in surprise, and said with a smile, "Is this Mr. Song?"

Song Xing recognized this as a neighbor on the same street, "Auntie."

The woman looked Song Xing up and down with a smile: "I heard from the third wife that you fell ill again a while ago, are you okay now? Can you get out of bed and walk? You scholars, your body is one or two It’s not very good, when you were sick, the town next door heard that a young man in his 20s died suddenly, and the doctor said he died of studying.”

Song Xing pursed her lips and glanced at the woman: "Really?"

The woman said: "Yes! By the way, Mr. Song, haven't you married a wife yet? Let me tell you, my third niece from my natal family happens to match you this year. Don't dislike the rough hands and feet of our village. But my niece is not as capable in taking care of people. Her parents were tuberculosis before, and she has been serving at the bedside for many years. Listen to my aunt, if you marry her, I promise to take care of you in the future Comfortable!"

Song Xing raised his eyes and looked at the woman with a neither salty nor dull expression.

The woman was embarrassed by him, touched the clothes on her body, and said unhappily: "What? What did my aunt say wrong? Why are you looking at me like this, little master?"

Song Xing frowned and was about to say something when the sound of horseshoes came from behind him.

"Wen Jin?"

Familiar and unfamiliar voices sounded behind him, the horse neighed, and the sound of hooves stopped suddenly.

Song Xing turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a young man in a fine attire poking his head out of the carriage.

The two looked at each other, and the man in the carriage broke the silence and said loudly, "Are you going to a private school?"

Song Xing stood quietly on the spot, looked up at the man, and said softly, "Qin Jing, why are you back?"