Chapter 91

Anyway, it's the winter solstice

As a result, before Ji Changye responded, he heard a knock on the door.

Outside, a weak voice rang out: "young master, madam, please."

The magpie in Yichun garden opens the door before folding the robe.

I was stunned.

What do you want, madam?

The lady is usually closed, so she has never been to the master?

And now?

Fold robe to turn Mou to see to own ye, as expected then see Ji long night wring up eyebrow, but in the end still should a: "good."

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At this time, the time has passed, but Yichun garden is not as lonely as it used to be, but more warm.

After the battle of Beihao, the third son of Ji's family did not return to the first World War. After a serious illness, Mrs. Ji's temperament changed greatly and she was addicted to the theory of ghosts and gods.

Yichun garden is not Yichun. If you look at it from a distance, you can feel the gloom and miasma of the courtyard.

Magpie follows Ji Changye in a hurry and whispers as she walks: "Miss Jing has been here frequently these days The young master also knows that in recent years, his wife has never asked about things outside the garden, so she is willing to have a few words with Miss Jing. Today, at the winter solstice, my wife was a little bit of a dour. Miss Jing had been talking with her for a long time. When she came back to herself, it was already dark. She didn't feel at ease. She handed a letter to the Su family and let Miss Jing stay... "

Ji Changye in front of him didn't respond. He could feel the chill on his body.

The magpie's heart is a little cold. She leans to the side of the folded robe.

Seeing that the magpie's face was a little pale, she knew that the girl had always been timid and had nothing to do with the city. Otherwise, she would not have been sent to take care of her wife. She folded her robe, listened to her words, twisted her eyebrows, looked at her master, and asked, "did miss Jing object?"

Magpie didn't know why. Seeing his simple and honest face full of profundity, she nodded: "Miss Jing pushed away for a while, and agreed..."

After that, she bit her lip as if she had thought of something. She said in a low voice, "brother folding robes, is it not good for Miss Jing? After all, when the young master is married, she will continue to walk Will it fall into the hands of others... "

On weekdays, my wife often asked Miss Jing to stay in the house, but she never agreed.

After all, madam is confused. Is she still confused?

But now, Miss Jing has agreed to

Think of here, magpie always feel some not good.

Ji's inner courtyard is simple, magpie is not smart enough, but some things still want to understand.

There is no one in Yichun garden, except his wife, who is a close maidservant. Some words can be said with folded robes.

Even this little girl can know the truth, how can miss Jing not know?

He sighed in his heart.

In the past, he thought Miss Jing was good, but now

"Don't talk nonsense about the master, do you hear me?" Folding robe did not answer, looked at his master, but was a little harsh.

Magpie pale nodded, also know that he is more moment.

All the way speechless.

Until arriving at Yichun garden, magpie entered the inner room to report.

Ji Changye is waiting outside the house. When someone comes out of the house, not magpie, but Su Jing.

The woman is gentle and elegant. Her facial features are delicate but not too bright. She is beautiful with a light pink jacket.

She came out of the house, a trace of wind pouring in, mixed with snow falling on her hair, looks chic from the outside.

See Ji long night, she subconsciously back a small step, eyebrows light lift, on his cold face, eyes full of soft light: "aunt please go in."

Her cheeks were slightly red, and her face was a touch of shame.

At that glance, it looked like a woman coming out of the painting.

Ji Changye's eyes didn't stay on her. She just swept her lightly and went straight in.

But with a gentle sweep, Su Jing felt that the unprecedented ice and cold had sealed her body. She was shaking all over. When she got back to her senses, Ji Changye had already passed her by.

She was stunned to see that Ji Changye turned a blind eye to her. Her hand in her sleeve tightened tightly until she folded her robe and said, "Miss Jing?" Then she suddenly regained her mind, smiling at the folded robe gently, and then quickly went in.

The folded robe was left outside.

Su Jing's face turned pale at the thought of Ji Changye's attitude.

Inside the house, thick sandalwood overflows everywhere, the lights are dim yellow, and ghosts and gods can be seen everywhere.

The magpie on one side opened the curtain and Ji Changye walked in.

Su Jing followed him, glanced at the magpie, and whispered to Shu He: "it's late. You and the magpie should have a rest earlier..."

Smell speech, magpie Cu Cu eyebrow, looking at the lady in the house, see the lady didn't look at her, can only wriggle lips, two people poured a cup of tea, with Shu he left.

When the servants left, the only sound in the room was the sound of wooden fish "Dong Dong --", which was harsh from the outside in the silence.Until Ji Changye comes to her, lengruolan puts down the wooden fish in her hand and looks at him coldly: "are you here?"

A woman's appearance is well maintained, because she has never been out in the house all the year round. Her white face is a little more pale under the shadow of the lamp, and there is a faint dead air under her eyelids.

Her eyes fell on her familiar face. The bottom of her eyes seemed to be a dry pool without waves.

Since Ji moye died, she never laughed and indulged in her own world day by day.

Especially in the first few years after Ji moye's death, lengruolan always roars when she sees Ji Changye.

After a long time, the relationship between them has faded.

Ji Changye pursed her lips, and her eyes were also calm. She lingered on her well maintained face for a moment, then took it back, sat down on the chair, and asked in a cold voice, "call me, what's the matter?"

"I hear you've made a match?"

I heard that?

Ji Changye pursed her lips and did not answer.

He speechlessly picked up the tea in front of him. The tea in the cup was light yellow, with a few wisps of tea flowing, with the light and the air full of sandalwood.

As if to know the purpose of lengruolan calling him, the color of his eyes gradually darkened.

But lengruolan didn't feel it. She looked over his shoulder and looked at Su Jing, who was sitting behind him. She said coldly, "I think there is only Jing Jing in my daughter-in-law..."

As she spoke, Su Jing hung her head behind her, her cheeks tinged with shame.

She clenched the handkerchief in her hand and said, "aunt..."

Ji long night but at the moment will be in the hands of the cup on the table.

A soft sound of "kindness.".

The tone was not sharp, but Su Jing's words stopped abruptly.

Su Jingsu looks up at Ji Changye.

Then he heard Ji Changye ask coldly: "what's the matter I need you to decide?"

Lengruolan twisted her eyebrows, her eyes finally stopped on his face and said: "I'm your mother!"

"Mother?" Ji Changye sneered, "I thought I didn't have a mother..."

After Ji moye's death, lengruolan, though alive, is just like dead. She even ignores his son and indulges in the past all day. She is always reluctant to believe Ji moye's death.

Mother

For so many years, he has been living with the old man. Where is his mother?

Smell speech, cold if Lan's pupil a shrink, the Buddha bead in the hand abruptly break, bead "crackle" ground fell to the ground, crisp and sweet, but can't eliminate the cold in the air.

Su Jing was stunned. She did not expect such a situation. After a pause, she hurried forward, took Leng Ruolan's hand, and exclaimed, "aunt!"

Leng Ruolan's hand was hung with blood. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wrapped her hand. She worried: "don't worry, aunt. We won't talk about anything else. Let the doctor come here..."

She is sincere to Ji Changye and also to lengruolan.

Lengruolan is Ji Changye's mother. Because of the difference between men and women, she can't give and receive with Changye. Naturally, she can only get close to lengruolan. After a long time, she has deep feelings with lengruolan.

She knew that the relationship between Ji's mother and son was not good, but she never thought it was so bad, so what?

If, can let them clear the past, perhaps, long night

Thinking of this, the worry of her eyes seemed to flow out. She was about to get up to call the doctor, but she was held by lengruolan.

"Talk? Why not talk about it? "

She said in a cold voice, put away her bloody hand, pulled Su Jing to her side, sat down and looked at Ji Changye: "I don't care about the orders of my parents and the words of the matchmaker?"

This son, she really hasn't been disciplined for several years, so what? After all, she is still his mother!

If she doesn't agree with the marriage of the Ji family and the Ye family, she doesn't believe it. Without her consent, the marriage can be achieved.

"You have no right to say anything about Ji's family!" Ji Changye's words are cold and heartless.

For a moment, the situation was tense.

Su Jing was surprised and said, "long night, how can you talk to your aunt like this?"

Language falls, Ji long night turns to see to her.

When she was so swept away by him, Su Jing blushed and quickly drooped her head. However, she heard him say sarcastically, "what a mother daughter lover! I don't know. I think Su Jing is your daughter!"

Su Jing's face suddenly turned white, cold as LAN, but she was furious: "Ji Changye! Is that your attitude toward me? "

"Attitude? I have no attitude towards you

Language falls, Ji long night suddenly rises.

He knew lengruolan Xinyi Su Jing and her attitude towards him, but there was a trace of disappointment in his heart.

She is no longer that Ji moye was in the world, gentle and considerate lengruolan.

After Ji moxie died, she also died

He got up and the big shadow fell on her.

Lengruolan had such a sudden, when did her night grow so big?But in the eyes of Ji Changye and Ji moye, who were very similar, her heart, which had begun to heat up, suddenly cooled down.

Seeing that he was going to leave, she felt a little annoyed: "stop!"

When does she talk so much that it doesn't work?

Ji long night feet step stop, coldly look at her, a word: "if once, don't send someone to call me."

He will not come again.

Without waiting for Leng Ruolan and Su Jing to reflect, he opened the door and went out.

The cold wind was pouring in, and the warmth of the house was immediately dissipated.