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

A person was sitting beside the stone bed, gently playing with the white feather in his hand.

The short blue-purple hair in the past has been half long, and the immatureness in the ice-blue eyes has faded, and they have quietly matured.

Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns; not seeing each other for three years...the fart child grows up.

"Hi, Feng Bao, long time no see." I smiled and stretched out my hand to touch his cheek. He didn't dodge like he did back then, but sat still.

On the contrary, there is no desire/desire to tease him.

I withdrew my hand, and put away my bright smile just now.

"What are you doing here?"

"...Ji Wuye is dead."

No wonder.

No wonder Baifeng was able to enter the darkroom without any damage.

"Your father died, but you didn't cry." Bai Feng took out a key, frowned, and opened the chain on my wrist for me.

I didn't answer his question, I tried to stand up, but I staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Bai Feng came over to help me, but I gently pushed him away.

I shook my head and said softly, "I want to go by myself."

There is no one I can always rely on.

Mo Ya once said that there is no bird in the world that can fly forever and never need to land.I originally thought that as long as I was too tired to fly, the black crow would catch me... But even if I fell to my death now, he wouldn't show up.

Before that, I was often worried about gains and losses, and I was afraid that one day I would lose what I had if I was not careful.

But now, I have nothing. Apart from sadness, loss and melancholy, a sense of relief slowly rose in my heart.

When you lose everything, you don't have to worry about losing anything.

I looked at Bai Feng and asked, "You killed my father?"

Bai Feng said coldly: "I really hope that I killed Ji Wuye, but you guessed wrong, it was Master Wei Zhuang."

Wei Zhuang!

My pupils narrowed for a moment, then slowly rounded again.

Wei Zhuang?

Wei Zhuang... who is he (-口-)

Sorry for my short-sightedness, I was born and raised in Korea for 19 years, and I have never heard of such a person.

"Wei Zhuang...what's his background?"

"The fallen nobleman, the leader of quicksand, the current general of South Korea." After Bai Feng finished speaking, he looked at me again, "You'd better be sober, don't think about taking revenge."

"How is Wei Zhuang's strength?"

"Even Ji Wuye died at his hands, what do you think of his strength?"

"...Is Wei Zhuang filial? Does he have a wife, children, and parents?"

"What's the use of asking these?"

I gritted my teeth and said, "If I can't beat him, I arrested his wife, children, and parents, and then forced him to submit, and let him obediently commit suicide."

"Master Wei Zhuang did not marry a wife and have children, and his parents passed away many years ago."

"Then send him a few beauties from Hualou, let him indulge in sex, and then hum, let that kid be fine/dead/dead—"

"Ji Zhen... you are awake." Bai Feng pinched my chin expressionlessly.

I stared blankly at him.

I was in his ice blue eyes, and I saw myself, tearing up.

The daylight was bright outside.

I stood by the window sill of Dinglan Pavilion, looking at the distant city, the corpse of Ji Wuye, which belonged to my father, was hung on the city gate.

From day to night, I kept my eyes open with tiredness, staring in the same direction.

Maybe Wei Zhuang was kind, he left a whole body for his father.

Every household in South Korea put up window grilles, everyone had smiles on their faces, and even wore new clothes. A gratifying scene.

Celebrate all day.

Yes.

Isn't it a gratifying thing that the number one treacherous minister in South Korea has died?

This time, the old man of the Zhang family was proud. After years of oppression, justice was finally revealed. In order to celebrate, he even, he even made arrangements for his grandson's marriage.

Ovary of the Zhang family, Shuzi of the Shui family... get married tomorrow.

Baifeng kept this matter from me, but Princess Honglian came to tell me.

I was drinking, choking on my first sip after three years of unsatisfactory drinking.

"Zhang Liang is going to marry Shui Shu, tomorrow."

...is pretty good, right?

It's just that I'm a little upset that my family has a funeral and his family has a wedding, both on the same day!

Before leaving, Princess Honglian sighed faintly: "I don't know whether you are stupid or I am more stupid."

I don't understand well, but I don't think she's stupid.She didn't marry her father, but she finally had freedom and continued to live a good life. Why is she stupid?

I'm not stupid either.

A fool would only silently bless Zhang Xiaomei, and never think of ruining his happy event.

Yes, I'm going to spoil his wedding very badly.

Because just this time, I refuse to accept it!

"Feng Bao, can you promise me one thing?" I sat in front of the bronze mirror and combed my hair carefully while saying, "Tomorrow you can go and bury my father, whatever place you choose, if you If you want to do good deeds, set up a monument and put some flowers on him."

"Why did I do this kind of thing?" Bai Feng frowned, with a look of reluctance.

"...that's the last thing I'll order you as a young master." I tied up my hair, and inserted a ruby ​​hairpin obliquely.

"You are no longer the son of the general's mansion. What right do you have to order me?" Bai Feng disappeared after dropping these words, but I knew that he would definitely do it. He would bury his father properly and immediately Monument, will offer flowers.Set up the best monument and offer the best flowers.

I haven't been out of the dark room for three years, my complexion has already turned pale, and my cheeks have also lost a lot of color, and I can't pinch any flesh.Even so, I still look much better than Shui Shuzi in the clothes I wore before.

A good foundation is good, let’s argue if you don’t agree!

When Zhang Liang saw me appear, the original smile disappeared in an instant.

His eyes slowly calmed down.

I smiled instead, a very bright smile.

In fact, I followed him all the way, but he didn't know it.

I watched him in brocade clothes, riding a white horse, riding ten miles of peach blossoms... to marry another girl.

He sat on the white horse, neither shaking nor shaking, very comfortable.And me?I flew stumblingly, and had to work hard, for fear of losing him.

The moment when love died was not as solemn and solemn as I imagined, but it was like a glass of good wine that had been brewed for several years, spilled all over the floor inadvertently.

"What are you doing here?" It was Zhang Ping, Zhang Liang's father who said this.

He sternly shouted at the guard: "Why don't you stop her!"

joke!

I want to come, who can stop it?

Just relying on Zhang's scumbag defense system?

"Miss Ji can be regarded as a friend of Zifang. If you come to drink a cup of wedding wine, the Zhang family still welcomes you." Brother Zhang Kai is quite sensible, but his tone is rather cold.

Ji Zhen, you can be content.In this world, who else can be polite to you?

"That's right, I just wanted to ask for a wedding drink."

I walked straight up, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it down.

The taste is good, it is pear fragrance.

It would be even better if it was Xifeng.

"Bastard, this is wine dedicated to the ancestors of the Zhang family, you are so rude!" Zhang Ping was so angry that he wanted to rush over to beat me, but he was stopped by brother Zhang Kai.

I turned my head and looked at the place where I was holding the wine just now, and sure enough there was the spirit card of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

...Looks like I did the goddamn thing again.

but it does not matter.

Ji Wuye's daughter never had to do good deeds.