[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

I sat in the Dinglan Pavilion, resting my chin on my hands, looking at the peach blossoms outside the window, they were pink and tender, really beautiful.

Suddenly a small cloth was thrown out of the window.I opened it and saw that it was two pieces of sugar cake, still warm.

"If you give up like this, it doesn't look like you at all." Bai Feng stood proudly on the branch, looking down at me with crumbs of sugar cake on his face.

I gnawed away the candy cake in three or two bites, raised my face covered with candy cake crumbs, and said firmly, "One or two is not enough, there are three strategies."

Hearing what I said, Bai Feng nodded approvingly, and I asked curiously: "Although Mo Ya and Wan Ge helped cover up this matter, they are not counted as support. Why are you so enthusiastic?"

"Hmph, I'm not afraid that you won't be able to get married and will rely on me." Bai Feng turned her face away and muttered, "Besides, Zhang Liang is an intellectual, so he doesn't have to live a life of licking blood with a knife."

"You--"

My heart suddenly softened.In the past few years, Baifeng's little boy has eaten a lot of sweets, but he has become thinner, and his baby-fat double chin has become pointed and thin.

Every time he finished his mission, Bai Feng had to eat a lot of sweets. The sweet and greasy things seemed to make him feel that his life was also sweet.Once Baifeng was sitting on the wall, eating sugar cakes, looking at the sky, and suddenly burst into tears.

I was about to fly over to see what happened, but I was stopped by the black crow in the corner.

"Ah Zhen, let him sit alone for a while." Mo Ya suppressed his smile and said seriously, "He never wants others to see him looking lonely."

Mo Ya didn't know if he was talking about Bai Feng, or about himself when he was young.Bai Feng didn't know whether he was grieving for the undead who died in vain, or feeling sorry for himself who could not control his destiny.

These questions, from beginning to end, have never had definite answers.

Just like when I gave everything for Zhang Meiren in the future but didn't get anything in return, I felt pain, anger, melancholy, madness, tears streaming down my face, and secretly sad, but I didn't know that I didn't regret it later.

"Baifeng, why are the peach blossoms in our mansion blooming so beautifully, but the peach blossoms in Zhang Liang's courtyard are so decaying?" It wasn't me who attacked Zhang Liang, maybe it was him playing the flute to the peach trees every day, which was so ugly that he The peach blossoms are blown to pieces.

"Scarlet Spider." Bai Feng frowned, "It's a kind of bug that lives on peach trees. If the peach blossoms are declining, it's probably the reason."

"Then can you lend me some of your little birds to catch spiders for me?" I looked at Baifeng expectantly, and Baifeng snorted coldly, and said, "Don't even think about it, in case the birds eat bad What about the stomach? Go and grab it yourself, I think Zhang Liang will be very moved."

"...that makes sense."

This day I woke up early, grabbed a few quick bites of breakfast, dressed up as a nun again, tiptoed into the courtyard of Zhang’s family, and climbed to Zhang Liang’s peach blossom tree—to catch spiders.

I'm not afraid of spider mites, although they're ugly and fleshy, they're really disgusting, making all kinds of juice on my hands.I lay down on the tree for half an hour and crushed about a hundred or so spiders to death.

"Ji—Niqu, what are you doing?" Zhang Liang appeared at the door holding a jade flute in his hand, bathed in the twilight of the morning light, with white clothes and black hair, and a heroic figure.

It really deserves to be the little beauty I like, with 360 degrees without dead ends.I waved my hand cheerfully: "If you go back to Xiaoliangliang, Niqi is catching spiders."

"Spider?" He frowned slightly.

"This spider has a strong reproductive ability, and it eats the trunk of the peach tree. If it is not killed early, the peach tree will be hopeless." I threw the spider's body under the tree while talking, " If you dare to gnaw on my Xiaoliangliang’s peach tree, I will kill eighteen generations of your ancestors!"

I raised my face and smiled at Zhang Liang under the tree, suddenly I felt a little silly, but the light of the rising sun softened his facial expression, he seemed...he seemed to be smiling too.

"Xiao Liangliang, I will continue to catch spiders. If you want to play the flute, you can play it. I will listen with my ears up." I continued to curry favor, "Xiao Liangliang's flute sound is the best in the world. I can do it this morning after listening to it in the evening." nice dream."

Zhang Liang didn't play the flute, but stood quietly under the tree, looking at me intently through the sparse peach blossoms.

I pretended to be nonchalant and continued pinching the spider, feeling a little indescribable in my heart.

A few years ago, I started to understand a little bit the feeling of "wish for it and think about it" when I was scratching my hair.But the feeling of understanding is not very good.I can only mention Zhang Liang to everyone, and keep my mouth shut.

In this way...even if he doesn't like me, he has really been to my world.

Thinking of this, the movements of my hands quickened, and when I crushed all the spiders to death and jumped off the tree, Zhang Liangcai said flatly, "I'm sorry."

"You're welcome, it's my honor to help Xiao Liangliang solve his problems." I raised my head, looked at the sparse peach blossom trees, and said softly, "In the future, Xiao Liangliang's peach blossom trees will definitely be the most beautiful in Korea. of."

Certainly, must be.

I remembered the situation that the ink crow reported to me yesterday.

Zhang Liang's mother, and my mother, are both called A Wan in small characters.Zhang Liang was the eldest son, and both his grandfather and father placed high expectations on him from the whole family, so naturally they were strict with him since he was a child.The only place where Zhang Liang can feel warmth and tolerance is his mother Awan.

However, his mother, Awan, only accompanied him until he was six years old, and passed away after contracting a cold.

I think this peach tree must have been planted by his Awan mother together with him. It records his happy childhood, so he often looks at it. However, he was not at home for three years. Because of the worms in the care, he was declining day by day, and he sighed because he thought of his mother.

...I still envy him.

It's great to miss something and remember something.

My mother Awan, I imagined a woman with gentle brows, eyes and drooping embroidered head. This imagination was once infinitely close to reality.However, the reality is not as expected. There comes a gentle and beautiful Wan Fang, but she is an assassin with a mission and a deep hatred.

Even, even my Awan mother is also an assassin, and her last mission before she died was to kill me.Dad had to save me, there was only one daughter in the Ji family, nothing else.

My childhood was filled with endless training and parting.Dad has identified me as the heir, so he must also let me take responsibility.I can be lustful or inhuman, as long as I am strong, he will not talk too much.

Only strong can be worthy of the word Ji Zhen.Ji Zhen is the heir of the Ji family, the continuation of the life and ambition of the Ji family, and the most important pawn of Ji Wuye.

Ji Zhen is me, but I am not completely Ji Zhen.

The moment I started to understand "whatever you want, what you want, you want to be satisfied", I was not quite Ji Zhen.

"Miss Ji." Zhang Liang stopped me when I left the courtyard.

"Is there something else for Xiao Liangliang?" I can almost guess what he wants to say.

"Miss Ji should not come to the Xiangfu casually in the future, Zifang is just an ordinary person, not worthy of Miss Ji's love."

Let me count, Zhang Liang has rejected me about... fifty times in these years plus the previous years.

I asked someone to send the black and white jade chess piece to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and he returned it intact. The small comb I carved with my own hands, he threw away because he was afraid that it would be useless.

He's used to saying no, and I'm... used to chasing.

Occasionally, I would wake up in the middle of the night, thinking of the careless attachments of these years, and would slowly be in a daze until dawn.

"Zhang Liang, do you understand the feeling of 'whatever you wish for, and you can't wait until you die'?" I turned around, and my footsteps were still leisurely, "leisurely, leisurely, until death."

Dinglan Pavilion.

The moment I pushed open the door, I saw my father with an angry face.

My right eyelid twitched, I clenched my fist calmly, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, why did Father come to Erchen today?"

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaomei is too difficult to conquer...until she dies