Sea of ​​Clouds Prison Heart

On New Year's Eve, some servants in the Fang family's house also went back to celebrate the New Year. There were fewer people, but the atmosphere of reunion did not diminish at all.Luo Yinfeng went to the border and has not come back, so Ye Qingyun stayed at Fang's house for the New Year.

During the banquet, Fang Xiaozai drank a lot of alcohol, his face was flushed slightly, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly blurred. He was a person who seemed to be extremely abstinent, but his expression was seductive. extreme.

But Ye Qingyun was the only one who noticed it, and perhaps only he could see the half-drunk Fang Xiaozai as a temptation of lust, and secretly reacted to it.

The others were busy teasing Fang Su. The little guy was wearing a new red dress, grinning with red lips and white teeth, and big black eyes, just like the boy under the seat of the Bodhisattva.

When the meal was finished, talking, laughing and laughing, Mr. Fang was called by his "in-law" Mr. Feng to hit him on a horse hanging. Feng Ruochen and Fang Jingzai looked like half-grown children, hugging Fang Su with excited expressions on their faces. Go to the courtyard to set off fireworks.

boom!

A beam of fire roared into the sky with a sharp sound, and then bloomed like a flower, brightly shining in the night sky, and then the prosperity dissipated, scattered like a little bit of starlight.

Ye Qingyun raised her head and was also full of interest. Usually during the Chinese New Year, she drank with her brothers who stayed in the village until she was very drunk. Such an ordinary way of keeping the new year was only when Luo Yinfeng and Shangguan Lanrong were still there when she was a child, but In memory, it is already very far away.

boom!Another beam of fire burst into the night sky.

Out of the corner of Ye Qingyun's eyes, Fang Xiaozai caught a glimpse of Fang Xiaozai carrying a plate of cakes, got up and left the table with a jug of wine, and left quietly without saying anything to anyone else.

Under suspicion, Ye Qingyun got up and followed quietly.

The slender figure walked slowly on the corridor, and the sparks that illuminated the night sky also left flickering brilliance on his body from time to time, which made people feel a little lonely.

Ye Qingyun followed behind, and suddenly had an urge to go up and hug that lonely back into her arms, warm him with her body, tell him with her lips and tongue how much she needed him, and pull him down the sea of ​​love to let him know How much I like him...

Just when the longing in Ye Qingyun's heart was so strong that he was about to catch up, he found that Fang Xiaozai had turned his foot and entered the ancestral hall.

I can't help but wonder, isn't ancestor worship done on the morning of the first day of the new year, why did he come here at this time?

The door of the ancestral hall was ajar, Ye Qingyun walked over softly, and sneaked a peek inside the door.

Fang Xiaozai put the cakes and flagon in front of a certain spiritual tablet, and after a moment of silence, he reached out to caress the tablet.

"Xiu Rong..."

Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the name spit out from his mouth, he couldn't help curling up the palm of his left hand.

Fang Xiaozai caressed the spiritual tablet, his face showed a rare gentleness, such a gentle expression made people feel like falling into the clouds.

Ye Qingyun remembered that he had shown such an expression to himself before, but it was before he recovered his memory, and what he saw afterwards was always a plain and gentle face with a solemn expression.

"Xiu Rong, Su'er will be two years old after the new year, and he can already be called Daddy... Jingzai and Ruochen also like him very much..." After a pause, he continued, his voice revealing Strong nasal voice, "I always feel that you haven't left, I always feel that you are still by my side, I always feel that when I look up one day, I will see you standing at the door bringing me a warm supper..."

The low voice, choked with sobs and sadness, turned faintly in the ancestral hall, and knocked on Ye Qingyun's heart sentence by sentence.

The woman who could not speak was firmly told by him that this was his wife, the one with whom he would live happily ever after, even though she had passed away, she still occupied a certain part of Fang Xiaozai's heart. important seat.

Ye Qingyun's hand clenched tighter and tighter, why no matter what he did, he couldn't keep his heart?Where did I not do well, what did I do wrong?

Fang Xiaozai stayed in the ancestral hall for a long time, completely unaware that there was someone standing outside the door, and the sudden jealousy was burning in his chest.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone got up very early, freshened up, treated Mr. Fang for a red envelope, and then went to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.Before they reached the ancestral hall, they heard a panicked shout from the servants, and everyone was taken aback.

Fang Jingzai ran over first, "What's the name of the ghost on New Year's Day?"

The servant pointed to the door and stammered, "Young lady..."

Fang Xiaozai was taken aback for a while, then handed Fang Su in his arms to the nurse beside him, and hurried over by himself.Walking to Fang Jingzai, he stopped suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Xia Xiurong's tablet was broken into two pieces, lying quietly on the bluestone floor outside the ancestral hall.

Fang Xiaozai clenched his hands and his shoulders trembled, then he roared, "Who did it? Who did this?"

Everyone present was terrified, because they had never seen Fang Xiaozai roaring in such an angry way, but no one admitted it aloud. I don't know whether to go or stay.

After a while, Chu Jiu timidly walked out from the crowd, "Young Master... I know who did it."

All the people cast their eyes on Chu Jiu, Chu Jiu's thin body trembled, then swallowed, raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind everyone, "It's him... I saw the young master last night After leaving the ancestral hall, he entered the ancestral hall."

Fang Xiaozai's eyes turned red with anger, and he looked in the direction of Chu Jiu's finger——

Passing through the human wall, his eyes fell on the person standing outside the human wall.

The man looked blank and ignorant, Fang Xiaozai walked up to him slowly and stopped...

Ye Qingyun felt something beating violently in her heart.

"Why did you do that?" Fang Xiaozai asked, looking straight at him.

Ye Qingyun moved his lips, thinking that it would be better to pretend he didn't know anything and get away with it as before, but when he saw Fang Xiaozai's appearance just now, he felt a little regretful...

While hesitating, he heard Fang Xiaozai ask why again, but he still couldn't see Fang Xiaozai's expression clearly when he looked up...

Snapped!

It was dark before Ye Qingyun was hit by his palm, and the black jade ring that Fang Xiaozai wore on his right thumb, which represented the head of the Fang family, hit the bridge of his nose.

Ye Qingyun turned her head slightly, her cheeks were hot, and warm liquid flowed from her nose.

Fang Xiaozai retracted his hand and clenched it into a fist. He seemed to be trying his best to restrain his emotions, but his voice was still trembling uncontrollably, "Jingzai is right, I really left a wolf at home. White-eyed wolf! You come to Fang Xiaozai whenever you have resentment or hatred, why are you so disrespectful to a deceased person?"

Ye Qingyun looked at him, and suddenly felt like a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

No matter what I do... I can't become the most important person in his heart.

"Come on! Take him down and pay him a hundred!" Fang Xiaozai turned around and ordered.

I heard that Fang Jingzai stepped forward to dissuade him, "Brother, he is not a member of the Fang family, nor is he a servant of the Fang family who sold himself, just in case Mr. Luo..."

Fang Xiaozai didn't let him go on, he glanced around coldly, "Don't do anything yet? Those who insult my Fang family's ancestral hall must be punished!"

The servants looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't dare to step forward. They had all seen Ye Qingyun go crazy, and they were afraid that even a dozen people couldn't hold her back.

Fang Xiaozai saw that they did not make a move, stepped forward and snatched the wooden stick from one of them, and hit Ye Qingyun on his back.

There was a frighteningly crisp sound, and Ye Qingyun didn't use his internal strength to protect his body. This hit hit his back, and the pain rushed straight to his forehead.

But he needs the pain.

Snapped!Snapped!

A few more hits on the back, Ye Qingyun's knees landed on the ground, a thin red line hung from the corner of his mouth, and every time the pain fell on the back, he could really feel Fang Xiaozai's anger from it, every time he hit him He also really realized the difference between himself and Xia Xiurong in Fang Xiaozai's heart...

The clothes were torn, and the wooden stick was directly pulled on the flesh, but for Ye Qingyun, the pain of tearing the skin open was better than the pain of tearing the bones and tearing out the heart.

Xiaozai, Xiaozai...he called out over and over again in his heart until he lost consciousness.

Fang Xiaozai finally couldn't move anymore, stopped the stick and panted slightly.

Ye Qingyun lay motionless on the ground, obviously passed out for a long time.

After venting his anger, Fang Xiaozai calmed down a lot, and asked his servants to take Ye Qingyun down for treatment, while he picked up Xia Xiurong's tablet and walked back to the room silently.

Along the way, Ye Qingyun's expression kept flashing in front of his eyes, sad and pitiful, even a little desperate.

Why do you show that expression?

He was obviously the one who made the mistake, so why did he show a hurt expression instead?

Back in his room, Fang Xiaozai carefully placed Xia Xiurong's spirit tablet on the desk, and sat down by the table himself.

Rubbing the broken grain of wood with his fingers, he was filled with guilt, maybe he really shouldn't have left Ye Qingyun behind.Even if he is crazy, his domineering nature is still fully revealed. Today is the tablet for Xiurong, so who will it be tomorrow?Respectful?father?Or Su'er?

Can't!I will never allow him to do this!

The room was very warm, and because he hadn't slept much the night before, the rage just now hurt his strength a lot.

Fang Xiaozai felt drowsy after thinking about it, and fell asleep with his head propped on his hands.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt someone pushing him gently. Fang Xiaozai opened his eyes, and there was a person standing in front of him, with a plain beige and a butterfly wearing a floral collar... Fang Xiaozai blinked, and waited until Seeing the person clearly, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Xiu...Rong?"

The woman standing in front of her looked at him with a quiet expression on her beautiful face, just like she did when she was alive.

Fang Xiaozai stood up abruptly, was about to step forward, but stopped after taking two steps.After he just entered the room, he locked the door from the inside, so it was impossible for anyone to enter the room.

Fang Xiaozai frowned, looked back at the broken tablet on the table, then looked at the woman standing in front of him, and murmured "Xiu Rong" again, but didn't know what to say.

"Master..."

Unexpectedly, Xia Xiurong could speak out, her voice was soft and gentle, just like her own.

"Eldest young master, this servant is grateful to the young master for his affection for this servant until the end of his life..."

Fang Xiaozai stood there, listening to her quietly.

"But the servant girl has always known that the young master already has someone he likes in his heart. The reason why the young master married the servant girl is because the person the young master likes can't give the young master what you want..."

Fang Xiaozai was startled, then Ye Qingyun's voice rang in his ears.

"What exactly do you want? Treasures, beauties, as long as I, Ye Qingyun, can get my hands on them, I can give them to you!"

"Ye Qingyun, listen up! What I, Fang Xiaozai, want, you can't find and you can't give!"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Fang Xiaozai looked up with a trace of guilt on his face. In fact, he is not a selfish person?

"Xiu Rong..."

"Eldest Young Master, if you don't tell him, how can he know what you want?" After a moment of silence, Xia Xiurong showed a trace of sadness, "Seeing how the Eldest Young Master is working so hard, how can a servant feel at ease to reincarnate as a human being? In the world, love is unpredictable, if it is lost in vain, I don’t know how many lifetimes of fate will be lost..."

Xia Xiurong didn't say any more, just smiled lightly, "The servant is just worried about the young master, now the servant is leaving...Young master, please take care of yourself, Su'er will be hard on the young master..."

Xia Xiurong's figure was like a shadow reflected on the water, gradually fading away and spreading out...

"Xiu Rong... Xiu Rong!"

Fang Xiaozai shouted, and suddenly realized that he was still sitting at the table, looking up at the door, the latch on the door was still intact, and Xia Xiurong's memorial tablet was quietly placed on the table.

Is it a dream?

Fang Xiaozai reached out and pressed his temple, thinking that he just slept for a while, but found that the sky outside the window had already darkened.

He got up and opened the door, and the cold air from outside rushed in, which made his drowsy brain a little clearer.

The servant asked him cautiously if he wanted to have dinner, only to find out that it was Xu time, and he slept all day unconsciously.

Fang Xiaozai waved his hand, turned around and was about to enter the house, when he stopped suddenly.

"Actually, the young master already has someone he likes in his heart... It's just that that person can't give the young master what you want..."

Fang Xiaozai's hand holding the door frame, his fingers bent, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Eldest Young Master, if you don't tell him, how can he know what you want?"

Before he got married, Ye Qingyun broke into his room in his mind.

Fang Xiaozai knew that, in fact, he had been avoiding, forcing himself not to think about what happened at that time. He was afraid of Ye Qingyun like that, but what he was avoiding was something that made him feel more terrible than this.

That night, when he turned around and saw the aggressive man standing in front of him, apart from surprise, fear, and disbelief, he found a trace of joy welling up in his heart.

Because he did not forget himself, but persistently found him...

"Ye Qingyun, what are you going to do?"

"Xiaoya, I want you to come back with me."

I want you to come back with me...

It's just that at that time, it was Fang Xiaozai who asked to follow him back, or the fake "Luo Yinfeng"?

Fang Xiaozai turned around and walked to the corridor again, asked his servants to bring him wound medicine and cotton cloth, and then walked towards Ye Qingyun's room with those things.

The light was still on in Ye Qingyun's room, Fang Xiaozai knocked on the door, but he pushed the door open and walked in without getting a response.

There was a faint smell of blood lingering in the room, Fang Xiaozai went inside, and saw Ye Qingyun lying on the bed, the tattered, blood-stained coat was casually thrown at the corner of the bed.

Fang Xiaozai walked over, the other party heard his footsteps, but did not respond.

"Qingyun..."

Called, still no response.Fang Xiaozai stood by the couch for a while, then walked over and sat down next to the edge of the bed, reached out and lifted Ye Qingyun's blood-stained shirt, revealing the blood-soaked gauze underneath.

After untiing the gauze, he saw that there were long and short wounds on his entire back, like a hideously split mouth, his flesh turned out, and blood dripped down...

Fang Xiaozai's hands paused, he didn't know that he could do such a ruthless hand.

Ye Qingyun just lay quietly on her stomach, as if she was asleep, or deliberately ignoring Fang Xiaozai, only her shoulders rose and fell with her breathing.

Fang Xiaozai fetched a cloth towel on his own, helped him wipe the blood around the wound, and then applied the wound medicine he brought.

As soon as the medicine powder came into contact with the wound, Ye Qingyun's shoulder and arm muscles tensed suddenly, his body convulsed, and in a short while, fine beads of sweat condensed on his even skin, but he endured it , not even a hum.

Fang Xiaozai relaxed his movements and sprinkled the medicine powder on his wound little by little.

"Even if you have a hundred dissatisfaction in your heart, a mistake is a mistake. Destroying the ancestral hall and destroying the tablet is a great disrespect to the deceased. No matter what your reason is, you cannot escape this punishment..."

Stopping here, Fang Xiaozai raised his eyes to look at the back of Ye Qingyun's protruding head, and sighed lightly.

"You have been outside the door since I entered the ancestral hall last night. Did you hear what I said?"

The other party was still silent, so Fang Xiaozai continued talking alone.

"You all think that I married Xiurong because I like her. Indeed, Xiurong is a good wife, virtuous and virtuous, and all the advantages can be found in her...but I am not a good husband. I married her because She can give me the life I want... and what I have always liked in my heart... there is someone else..."

The muscles on Ye Qingyun's back twitched.

"When I was most helpless and confused, that person helped me, gave me care and care, even though he was arrogant, domineering, even paranoid, and rude, but at that time he was undoubtedly my only light and memory after amnesia. hope……"

Fang Xiaozai's hand avoided his wound, caressing his back carefully.

"But this is him, the person who hurt me the most in this world... He said that as long as I want in this world, he can find me all... But none of those things are what I want... Mr. Fang The young master has a lot of ways to make money, and the matchmakers who want to marry the eldest young master of the Fang family can line up from East Street to West Street...so treasures and beauties are not scarce things in my eyes..."

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaozai seemed to be amused by his own conceit, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, but at the same time a drop of crystal slid down his cheek.

"In my eyes, liking is neither plundering nor possession, but the companionship and acquaintance of two people, standing side by side... And what I want is just to raise eyebrows and grow old together..."

Fang Xiaozai's voice became lower and lower, and Ye Qingyun felt something patter on her back, like warm drops of water, but when it touched the wound, it caused a pain like a needle prick, and it went straight into the flesh Drilling...can't help turning around, but only saw Fang Xiaozai hurriedly getting up and leaving in a hurry.

His voice is still in my ears, it turns out that he once had feelings for him... But, at that time, I didn't understand or know, not only missed it in vain, but also did so many unforgivable things to him...

Ye Qingyun felt that her chest was suffocated and it was difficult to breathe, she couldn't help pulling her hair with her hands and closing her eyes in pain, but she still couldn't relieve the churning and roaring pain in her chest, so she could only open her mouth and scream out soundlessly.

Ye Qingyun was able to get out of bed after lying on the couch for more than ten days, but Fang Xiaozai never came to his room after that night.But think about it, Fang Xiaozai is not the kind of person who talks about love and love...... And what does he mean by saying these words to himself suddenly?

Ye Qingyun walked casually on the corridor, stretching his muscles and bones, breathing the fresh air.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw the second young master Fang and the young master of the Feng family sitting side by side in the octagonal glazed pavilion. There was a large stack of account books piled up on the stone table, and they were carefully examining them.

He once heard that the second young master of the Fang family was originally a well-known dandy boy in the capital. There was a saying in the market: "It is better to marry the rotten man in the West Lane than to marry the second rotten Fang in the East Street".

Many people waited for Fang Jingzai to wipe out the Fang family with the attitude of watching a drama, but they never expected that after Fang Xiaozai's accident, Fang Jingzai started the family business by himself, and his temper changed.

Although there is still some cynicism from the past, in front of outsiders, no matter how he speaks or how he does things, he has the tendency to catch up with Fang Xiaozai.

As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.What exactly can make a person completely transformed?

"Ruochen, help me look here. I always feel weird, but I can't see anything unusual."

Feng Ruochen took the ledger and turned it back and forth, then pointed it out to him with a smile, "You can check this and this..."

Fang Jingzai nodded with a serious expression, and took a pen to draw circles on the notebook. Seeing that Feng Ruochen was about to drink the tea on the case, he stretched out his hand and snatched it away.

"The water is cold, I asked Chu Jiu to change the heat for you."

Feng Ruochen shook his head, "I've always felt my throat is a bit dry these past few days, I just moisturize it and don't drink too much."

Hearing this, Fang Jingzai handed the cup to his mouth to take a sip, then leaned over to touch Feng Ruochen's lips, passed the warm tea over, and stuck out his tongue on Feng Ruochen's lips I licked it, "Get better, I'll ask the kitchen to cook some red dates and lotus seed tea for you, it will nourish the spleen and heart, and calm the nerves."

"Well, don't be too sweet."

That scene happened to fall in Ye Qingyun's eyes, even though she knew about the relationship between the two, Ye Qingyun was taken aback.

It's not because of Fang Jingzai's nasty move, but because of the warm and peaceful relationship between the two people, which makes people feel that this picture looks very harmonious, as if something is long and lingering, and can continue forever To the unseen future...

"In my eyes, liking is neither plundering nor possession, but the companionship and acquaintance of two people, standing side by side... And all I want is to hold the same eyebrows and grow old together..."

Ye Qingyun turned around silently, Fang Xiaozai would suddenly tell him these things... Could it be that he already knew that he was pretending to be crazy now?

"Ye Qingyun, you can't find and give me what I want!"

Ye Qingyun caressed his heart, that is what he said he could not find and could not give... In his eyes, it was always something he could not give him...

Can't help but smile a little astringently.

no way to give...

This is what Ye Qingyun couldn't give...

So he told himself now, is he going to... leave here after he realizes it clearly?

Ye Qingyun walked back along the corridor, and the servants who met him turned sideways to avoid it.

In their eyes, this man is a lunatic, muttering vaguely about a case to live together... Just such a person walking in a daze, leaving a lonely back in the corridor, Xiao Suo lonely, and How pitiful...

It was night, Fang Xiaozai coaxed Xia Su to sleep, and was waiting to go back to his room, when the servants waited at the door and saw him come out and whispered, "Eldest Young Master, Young Master Ye is gone."

Fang Xiaozai was taken aback after hearing this, but quickly recovered his expression, as if he knew it already.

He waved back the servants, instead of going back to his room, he walked towards the study.

He couldn't explain where the depression in his heart came from. He had already guessed the result, but he still couldn't accept the ending.

Because there is no way to give, so you choose to leave? ...It's really like his style.

Then I thought, if I had made it clear to him at that time, would I still be entangled with him for so many years?

It's a pity that I didn't understand it at that time, and what I said was angry, but it was precisely this one angry word that I said.

He really couldn't give what he wanted.

On the table in the study room are piles of account books recording the revenue of the wharf of Suye Mountain Villa in these days, but the sandalwood box that has been put aside has disappeared.

Ye Qingyun took away the map of the water area that was handed to him personally, and left the account books alone.

Fang Xiaozai stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the book with his fingers.

That's right, he is the king of the two rivers and the Huaihe River. He likes to drive a boat and lead his men across the river without restraint. No one can restrain him. This is Ye Qingyun, domineering, arrogant, unrestrained... But I just fell in love with it, and it was still so deep and so deep.

I don't know who tried every means to escape from him, who said that he would never forgive him for hurting him for the rest of his life, and who insisted on calling him his big brother, and turned a blind eye to his violent and sincere affection...

It's just that the more I want to escape, the deeper I sink... When I wake up, I can't help myself.

The fingers caressing the book trembled and curled up slightly, crumpling the paper. Drops of water fell on the paper, blurring the beautiful and clear handwriting, and blurring a sense of helplessness...