Lady of Rebirth

Zhong Ming has been in a bad mood for the past few days. The reason is that Song Junjie is too smooth. First, he went to the Su family to propose a marriage and succeeded. He followed Mr. Su to hope that the pearl in his palm would marry well, and found a job for Song Junjie in the government. Zhong Ming was so angry that his stomach hurt, he simply hid in his room all day long without seeing anyone.

Song Wenshu and Zhong Yuanda thought that their daughter was unhappy because they couldn't marry her cousin. They still remembered the incident of jumping into the lotus pond last time, and they couldn't let her do stupid things anymore. Some time ago, I told the old lady to let Zhong Ming marry Song Junjie to be a child.

When Song Wenshu told Zhong Ming this idea, Zhong Ming was drinking bird's nest porridge, and a good blue and white porcelain bowl was smashed to pieces.

On the day of Song Junjie's wedding, the Song Mansion was filled with festive lights and festivities. Zhong Ming didn't want to come out, but couldn't bear her mother's persuasion, so he reluctantly went to the front hall to watch the ceremony.

In any case, Song Junjie looks good, and he is the bridegroom again, more chic and proud, Su Houye stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction, although Su Zimo was covered with a red hijab, just from his appearance, he could tell that he was undoubtedly a beauty, and his gestures were graceful. All of them showed the integrity of the ladies, Mrs. Song and Ma Yue'e were smiling from ear to ear, let alone Song Junjie, who couldn't wait to go into the bridal chamber and take off the hijab to see her face.

In contrast, the faces of the three members of the Zhong family were much uglier. Song Wenshu and Zhong Yuanda were able to force a smile, while Zhong Ming simply stood aside with arms folded, looking coldly at the couple, thinking of the fact that he could not marry his cousin in his previous life. And making a big wedding is just ashamed.

"Miss Zhong." Suddenly a voice called her, Zhong Ming turned around, it was Su Zimo's personal maid Qing'er, Zhong Ming looked at her suspiciously.

Qing'er said: "Can you come with me, my lady has something for you."

Zhong Ming was even more puzzled. He didn't know what Su Zimo was going to give her. Seeing that the ceremony was over there, Su Zimo was sent to the bridal chamber, so he followed Qing'er to the back garden.

Qing'er took out a sachet from her bosom, and took out a piece of silk from the sachet and handed it to Zhong Ming, saying: "My lady embroidered this with her own hands. Thank you for Miss Zhong's generous help. My lady said that from now on it will be a family." People, I hope you don’t have any grievances between you.”

Zhong Ming saw that the peonies on the silk were embroidered as if they were real, and that the female red kung fu was really good, and there was a faint fragrance on the tip of her nose. Zhong Ming remembered that the smell was the same as that of Su Zimo. Although Su Zimo didn't listen to her advice not to marry her cousin, he had already received her gift. Zhong Ming is not a narrow-minded person, so he naturally stopped worrying about it, and said to Qing'er: " Go and tell your lady, I have accepted the gift, it is very beautiful, I like it very much."

Qing'er agreed and went.

Zhong Ming didn't want to go ahead, so he sat by the flower pond. After a while, Zhihua came to find him, panting, "Young lady, so you are here, so I can find you easily."

Zhong Ming asked her: "What's the matter?"

Zhihua said: "Madam is afraid that Miss will feel unhappy and do stupid things."

Zhong Ming said: "Go and tell my mother, I just feel noisy and want to be alone for a while."

Seeing the silk in her hand, Zhi Hua said in surprise: "It's such a beautiful handkerchief, where did Miss get it, why have I never seen it before?"

"Yes..." For some reason, Zhong Ming suddenly didn't want to say anything, and stared at the handkerchief in a daze. Su Zimo was good-looking and well-educated, but he was going to marry Song Junjie, who was ignorant and corrupt. On the dung, why should Song Junjie be cheap? The more Zhong Ming thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and he stood up, "No, I want to stop it!"

Zhihua hurriedly asked, "What is Miss trying to stop?"

Zhong Ming said: "Prevent a tragedy from happening." Let Zhihua go back and tell his mother not to worry, while he walked to the new house in the east wing.

The candles in the new house were brightly lit, and two girls from the Song Mansion were guarding outside. It seemed that Song Junjie hadn't come back yet. Zhong Ming walked over, and the two girls called "Miss Biao" in unison. Go down first." The two girls were blessed and retreated.

Just as Zhong Ming was about to knock on the door, the door was already opened. Qing'er invited her in, and she closed the door from the outside. Obviously, Su Zimo knew she was outside. When Zhong Ming walked inside, she saw Su Zimo wearing a red hijab walking along Sitting on the edge of the bed, with his hands folded on his knees, he saw that his fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints, very beautiful.

Zhong Ming saw a double-groove scale on the table next to him, almost without thinking, he used the scale to lift Su Zimo's hijab, and the two of them were taken aback at the same time, everyone said the bride was beautiful, but It turned out to be so beautiful, Zhong Ming was stunned for a moment.

Su Zimo didn't expect Zhong Ming to lift her hijab, and saw her staring at him stupidly, not knowing what she was thinking, not speaking, waiting for Zhong Ming.

It took Zhong Ming a long time to come back to his senses. He felt that he had lost his composure, blushed slightly, and hurriedly said, "I came here to thank you for the handkerchief."

Su Zimo pursed his lips and smiled: "As long as you like it."

Zhong Ming was fascinated by her smile again, for a moment he forgot the purpose of coming here, and stood there a little at a loss.

Su Zimo patted his side and said, "Miss Zhong, please sit down."

Zhong Ming sat over and said, "You are already married to my cousin, so calling me Miss Zhong is too alien."

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows, "Then what should I call you, cousin?"

Zhong Ming interrupted her immediately: "Don't do it!"

Su Zimo didn't expect her to react so strongly, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Because as long as she hears her cousin, she will think of her cousin, and it doesn't have to be disgusting. Naturally, this reason cannot be said. Zhong Ming was thinking about how to explain it, and Su Zimo called her softly: "Ming'er." She raised her head suddenly, met Su Zimo's eyes, felt a strange feeling in her heart, and even stuttered, "Su..." The name is too unfamiliar, "Biao..." I don't want her to marry my cousin from the bottom of my heart, "Sister Mo." Zhong Ming finally thought of a suitable address.

However, Su Zimo didn't care much about the title. She knew that Zhong Ming would never just come to thank her for the handkerchief. There must be other things, so she didn't ask, and waited for Zhong Ming to tell her.

Zhong Ming finally calmed down, she also wondered why she suddenly became so uncomfortable in front of Su Zimo, although it was inappropriate to say this in someone's new house, but she still made it clear.

"Sister Mo, please believe me, my cousin is really not a good person." Seeing that she was silent, Zhong Ming said again, "I know it's too late to say this now, at least you haven't bridal with him yet, and you haven't been raped by him yet." Oops...to take advantage."

Su Zimo looked at her for a long time before saying, "Actually, I want to know why you are so persistent."

"I'm afraid you will suffer a disadvantage." Zhong Ming replied as a matter of course.

Seeing her sincere face, Su Zimo's heart immediately warmed up. She has no mother, nor sisters. Although she has a sister-in-law, the relationship is not very close. This marriage was arranged by her father. Before she got married, no one asked about it. Whether she is willing or not, on the contrary, the girl Zhong in front of her, who has only met a few times, persuaded her again and again, how could she not be moved, and asked softly: "Then why are you so kind to me?"

"I..." Zhong Ming couldn't answer. If she was afraid that her cousin would find a backer, it would be a done deal now. If it was because of the debt in her previous life, she had already tried her best before, but why?After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm just complaining."

Su Zimo clasped his fists with a smile and said, "Then thank Nvxia Zhong for drawing her sword to help. Okay, I promise you, unless I am willing, I will never have sex with your cousin."

"Is this true?"

Su Zimo nodded.

As if a boulder had fallen from her heart, Zhong Ming became happy, she knew Su Zimo's ability, as long as she didn't want to, her cousin would not dare to mess around.

The red candle on the table was half burned, it was getting late, the bell was ringing and it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so I got up to say goodbye.

Su Zimo suddenly said: "Can you do me another favor?"

Zhong Ming immediately said, "Say it."

Su Zimo pointed to the red hijab, "Can you cover it for me?"

Zhong Ming stuck out his tongue, forgot all about it, picked up the hijab, and was about to cover it for her, but saw her red candle reflected on her face, she was so beautiful that she couldn't describe it, and she was stunned for a moment.

Seeing her hands hanging in the air, Su Zimo asked, "What's the matter, is there something on my face?"

"Ah, no." Zhong Ming put the hijab on her head indiscriminately, and then escaped like doing something wrong, just bumped into Song Junjie who was drunk and returned to the room in the corridor.