captive skylark

Chapter 68

Xie Shuang met by chance, and couldn't help teasing Yunxi, "Brother Xingzhi left, and now brother Huai'an is here. My sister is so busy, isn't she afraid that brother Xingzhi will be jealous if he finds out?"

Yun Xi laughed and stuffed her mouth with the freshly made crabapple cake.

What is he jealous of?

Now that he is far away in Shangjing, he has a strong love affair with Miss Zhao from the Marquis of Changning, and he is afraid that he will no longer care about her insignificant cousin.

It's good, he lives his good life, and he wants to get his wish and marry happily to Jiangzhou.

At the beginning of May, when the roses had just sprouted, Chen Huaian set off to return to Jiangzhou.

Reluctantly, Yunxi went to see him off at the pier where the boat was moored, and the two sat and talked in the carriage.

"My sister is waiting for me. This time I go back to Bingming to find out my father and mother, so I will come to Yangxia to make an appointment."

The gentleman was straightforward and honest, the girl blushed, lowered her eyes shyly, and crumpled the handkerchief in her hand, "Do you know how to be ashamed? Who said I'm going to marry you."

Chen Huaian smiled, and rescued the veil from her hand, "I haven't seen my sister for a long time, so my sister left this veil for me to think about it. When I saw it, it was like seeing my sister, so I saved the trouble." lovesickness."

Putting the handkerchief embroidered with begonia flowers away in his arms, he lowered his head again, took off a piece of jade pendant from his waist and handed it to her.

"I've carried this with me since I was a child, and it's considered a personal item, so I gave it to my sister."

Yun Xisu took it with her hand, bit her lip, and looked at him tenderly, "Brother still not leaving? It's time to leave."

He arrived early, and the people on the boat came to remind him once, and asked Chen Huaian to drive him back.

Left and right are the boats sent by his family to pick him up, and he is up to him whether he wants to leave or stay.

But in the end he had to leave, the gentleman got out of the carriage, raised his hand and knocked on the girl's window lightly.

Yunxi looked at him puzzled, and Chen Huaian said softly, "I know my sister is lonely in her heart. Please wait patiently, sister. I will come back soon, and when the time comes, I will marry my sister with red makeup and eight palanquins. I will never call you sister again." Wronged."

He actually understands everything.

That day, Chen Huai'an was there to hide from the rain under the eaves of the corridor.

He saw the corners of Huaixia's mean and bitter mouth, and also saw the faintly trembling catkins of the girl hidden under the wide sleeves.

No one is really a Bodhisattva, even if a needle is stuck in his body, he still smiles and hands her the hand to prick him.

So he can understand everything she does.

"Just don't do that next time." There was countless gentleness in his voice, and he was persuasive, trying to lead the girl who had lost her way back to the right path. There are servants in the mansion who used the rules to discipline her. You don't have to dirty your hands like this."

After Chen Huai'an left, the girl clutched the jade pendant and sat in the carriage in a daze as if she had lost her soul.

No one had ever taught her this way.

Since she was a child, she has been scrambling to climb up in conspiracy and calculation, and she knows all kinds of dirty tricks that can't be put on the table.

Naturally, I have seen a lot of rot in the courtyard of the deep house. Those people in the west courtyard are one of them, and her so-called brother Xingzhi who is as gentle as jade is also one.

All the carved railings and jade masonry, the palace of wealth and honor, are all fake.

Only the jade pendant in her hand is real, it is the hot heart of Lang Jun.

He knew that her heart was narrow-minded, and that her methods were dirty, but he was still willing to give this heart to her, and told her to follow the temptation and tell her how to return from the wrong way.

The girl's heart, which had been silent for a long time, finally cracked a tiny crack.

She covered the jade pendant with heat, and gently pressed it to her face, blushing blushingly, looking really shy.

Sixteen or seventeen, the age when love first opened, the first time I met it, my heart was filled with joy.

(End of this chapter)