win the hairpin

Chapter 440 Zhang Er loves and hates intertwined
Zhang Xutang wiped his nose with a handkerchief, threw the handkerchief on the ground, nestled in the chair, picked up the teacup, and went to drink boiling hot tea.

He blew on the tea, sipped it, and saw that Song Huiyue was wearing a soap-colored cloak. The cloak was long and shiny, and under the dim light of the fire, it shone like scales on the surface of water. , making her face extraordinarily quiet.

He suddenly discovered that she was not like this when he met her in Tanzhou.

At that time, she smiled brightly, her spirits were high, her thick eyebrows and big eyes showed a bit of childishness, and she often stood with Yin Xiao on the side of the street to eat casually.

Now she is thinner, all the soft flesh on her face has been thinned, the bridge of her nose is straight, and her big eyes have a look of ruthlessness.

Suddenly there was a little anger in his heart, it was an unknown fire, he didn't know where it came from, and he didn't know why: "Why are you so skinny?"

As soon as the words came out, his heart was agitated, as if a little emotion buried deep in the darkness also spewed out.

He pressed it down expressionlessly, to the deepest part, and never mentioned it again.

Song Huiyue put down her pen and blew the ink on the paper. She had never written such a good paper before, so she wrote a piece of paper. After hearing what he said, she smiled and said, "I'm not as thin as you. Ya Nei looks like a consumptive ghost."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to untie the tie of the cloak, and took off the cloak and put it in the crook of her arm.

The room was too stuffy, and after just sitting down for a while, her head felt damp, and her back was slightly sweating.

Even so, Zhang Xutang was still covered tightly, not even a single drop of sweat, which showed that he was already weak to a certain extent and needed careful recuperation.

Song Huiyue looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you not afraid that I will strangle you to death?"

"I know you don't want me to die so happily." Zhang Xutang replied, drinking hot tea in small sips, being very careful in every move, the hot air smoked out his nose again, so he had to put down the teacup and told Xiaowei Bring a pad of handkerchiefs.

He blows his nose lightly, as if he were made of porcelain that would shatter if he touched it too hard.

He threw away the veil, opened the lid on the white porcelain plate, and pushed the plate towards Song Huiyue: "I didn't expect that at this time, we can talk calmly."

Song Huiyue was not polite, picked up a piece of handkerchief, dipped it in tea, wiped herself whole, brushed her hair again, after tidying up, ate a lactose lion.

She blinked her eyes, and her gaze slowly moved inch by inch from the lactose lion to Zhang Xutang's pale face. Zhang Xutang felt that her eyes were like a spring breeze, making him slightly drunk.

The world is cold and boring, but this gust of wind blows towards him from afar, separated by endless hatred.

He didn't know how long he had been immersed in such gazes, until he heard the sound of Song Huiyue chewing candy, and then he woke up suddenly. By some strange coincidence, he also ate a piece of lactose lion.

The candy exuded a strong sweet taste in his mouth, and when he looked up at Song Huiyue, he felt a little anxious again, his eyeballs turned into two pieces of glass without temperature, which hurt like needle pricks.

His weakness and illness were all thanks to Song Huiyue, holding a teacup and staring at Song Huiyue's face, he felt like he was in a desperate situation.

While he was devoting himself to maintaining the Zhang family, he devoted most of his mind to Song Huiyue.

From wanting to get her and assimilate her at the beginning, to wanting to defeat her and kill her now, all his thoughts revolved around Song Huiyue, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

He even wanted to kill Song Huiyue, bury her in the Zhang family's cemetery, and bury her with him after he died.

Women are easily available to him, so that women are just embellishments when he is bored. Embellishments are dispensable, and they are different from Song Huiyue.

So he hopes that time can be stopped at this moment, but things in the world are always unfavorable. The more you want time to slow down, the faster it will pass. Before he finished eating a piece of candy, Song Huiyue had already stood up Get up and prepare to say goodbye.

"Wait." Seeing Song Huiyue wearing a cloak, Zhang Xutang stood up abruptly, then his eyes turned black, and he fell forward. Fortunately, he supported the table with both hands, avoiding the tragic image.

Song Huiyue looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xutang paused for a while, and waited until his eyes were no longer dizzy, then got up and walked behind the partition, and took out a bamboo basket from the room: "Here—for your brother, when he was at my house, he kept a cat, born I got a single seedling, and I brought it here."

He didn't want to raise this little thing, but when he went home yesterday, Zhang Zihou held the cat in his arms, without writing a single word, so he brought the cat back.

Zhang Zihou also got a cold from looking for a cat.

Xiao Wei has been taking care of the cat, and he hasn't had time to deal with it yet, but when he saw Song Huiyue today, he suddenly wanted to keep something by her side.

Song Huiyue took off the blue cloth on the bamboo basket and took a look. It was a young white cat, huddled together, sleeping with eyes closed. She took a look and put it on the table: "No need, he won't like it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhang Xutang to say anything else, she strode out.

After Song Huiyue went out, she found that the outside of Daxiangguo Temple was still very lively.

The trading of Wan surname became more and more lively because of the "wealth spreading boy". The two county kings had finally left the palace, and they were reluctant to leave this bustling place.

She fastened her cloak, and still wanted to buy Li Jun a cat.

Just as he was watching, a group of sedan chairs approached steadily, and the trader avoided early this time, giving way to the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple.

Song Huiyue turned her head to look, and saw that the sedan chair stopped, the bearer pushed down the pole, Huang Ting came out from a group of servants in green clothes following him, stepped forward to draw up the curtain of the sedan chair, and invited King Jin out, and Dong Tongying was in the other sedan chairs. The person who leads the three divisions.

All of them are brocade hats and mink fur, with gold and jade leather belts around their waists, and gold and silver fish bags, surrounded by the king of Jin and walking in.

King Jin's face was as white as jade, he was wearing a crane cloak with green lotus pattern, and a white jade lotus crown on his head. On the steps of Daxiangguo Temple.

The officials behind them lowered their eyebrows and followed them inside without saying a word.

Song Huiyue didn't look much, after King Jin passed by, she blinked slowly and continued to pick the cat.

After buying a little black cat, she carried the basket and walked towards the state bridge, but suddenly someone chased after her: "Ma'am, please wait a moment."

Song Huiyue turned her head and saw that the person who spoke was actually King Jin.

King Jin stepped forward, took off the crane cloak, revealing the white shirt underneath, wearing a hat with a deep brim on his head, and no one around him was wearing it: "I just want to talk to you, don't rush away."

Song Huiyue smiled helplessly: "Aren't you busy?"

"I'm talking to you because I'm busy," King Jin also smiled, with a tired look on his face, "Soon, I won't delay you."

As he spoke, he looked at the two curious county kings.

The two county kings suddenly lowered their heads, and Tongyi County King almost bit his tongue: "I'll just say it's the eldest brother!"

"It's okay, big brother won't dig out our eyes."

(End of this chapter)