Mu Ranzhi bit his teeth and watched Jiujiu squeeze out a tear from his eyes.
"Jiu Jiu, are you still blaming your brother for not saving you?" Mu Ranzhi's voice was easy to hear. It was so sincere and touching to say it. Unfortunately, the woman who wanted to listen to him was dead. Now it is the bad woman Jiu Jiu who listens to him.
Jiujiu listened to Murong Zhao's excellent performance without expression, but there was no movement in the bottom of her eyes. Her eyes were dark and straight. She looked at Muran. She felt guilty at the moment she looked at Muran. Her body shook involuntarily, and her voice also took a bit of trembling flavor: "Jiujiu, what are you doing looking at your brother like this?"
Jiujiu smiled with a crisp voice, like an Oriole out of the valley, but what he said was really sour: "I'm looking at what scum looks like. I see it. It's like you, brother."
Mu Ran's face turned white and looked at Jiu Jiu at a loss. He didn't seem to know what she meant.
Jiujiu still smiled. Her tender and scallion white fingers poked out of the long support sleeve. The direct slender bony joints were perfect. Her fingers were frivolous. She threw a water cup made of fine lanolin jade on the table to the ground at will.
Just a slap.
The cup was broken into pieces, but Jiujiu looked at Mu Ranzhi with a smile and said, "do you envy my brother?"
Mu ran looked at Jiu Jiu vaguely, as if he didn't know what Jiu Jiu meant.
Jiujiu smiled and continued to look at Mu Ranzhi and said, "does my brother envy me for my extravagant life? Otherwise, how can he come to recognize his relatives at the risk of being killed by me?"
On Mu Ran's face, he dropped his head and dared not mention a word.
Jiujiu ignored Mu Ranzhi's guilty heart and just continued to smile.
"Since you feel guilty, why do you come to me.
Brother, I don't care about what you did to me at the beginning. I just hope you and I won't touch each other in the future. Although I don't care about my father's things, they belong to my father. My brother wants to take them away, but it's absolutely impossible. I've sent someone to exchange them into silver, a total of 5000 Liang. "
Jiujiu finished, took the silver ticket that had been put on the tray and handed it to Mu Ranzhi.
Seeing that Mu Ranzhi had taken the silver ticket, he continued: "I hope my brother will not call himself Mu Shuliang's son after taking the silver money. My Mu family has no people who are afraid of life and death, let alone men who are afraid of life and death. My Mu Jiujiu's brother died in bianzhou long ago. You're not my brother, you know?"
Mu ran was stunned. A moment later, he reflected the meaning of Jiu Jiu's words. His face was ugly, but thinking of his life in bianzhou, he took the silver money into his hand and left without looking back.
Looking at Mu Ranzhi's back, Jiujiu couldn't help sighing.
Since he chose to take the money, he will never know anyone from now on.
Not long after Mu Ranzhi left, Li San came back after hearing the news. Seeing Jiujiu's pale face, Li Sany held Jiujiu in his arms, bowed his head solemnly and cherished, printed a kiss on the top of Jiujiu's hair, and whispered, "it doesn't matter, I'm here."
Jiujiu's eyes narrowed slightly and whispered, "well."
Jiujiu's voice is very small, soft and waxy, with the smell of a little girl. Even though the two have been married for many years, Jiujiu is only 19 years old. Really speaking, she is just a girl.
This girl was abandoned by her own brother five years ago, but she didn't abandon herself. This girl, this seemingly delicate girl, changed herself from a hunter to a wise king today. She is also this delicate girl. She was pregnant with her own child. When she thought that Jiujiu would give birth to a child with their blood, Li San's heart trembled.
However, thinking of the attitude of the general yesterday and the accident that happened when he left, Li San's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was a little heavy in an instant.
He is not a fool. He sees the ambiguous attitude of the long Princess towards him and the expression he wants to get, but just because he sees it in his eyes, Li San's heart is more and more bottomless.
If Jiu Jiu, who is so sharp in his heart, is hurt because of himself, he will never forgive his.
Li San combed his fingers, gently pressed Jiujiu's hair and whispered, "Jiujiu, would you like to go back to bianzhou with me?"
Jiujiu was stunned, looked up puzzled, looked puzzled at Li San: "what's the matter?"
Li San looked at Jiujiu and whispered, "now the general has become. Although he appreciates me, he is more on guard. Otherwise, he won't marry me last night."
If he didn't swear by heaven, I'm afraid that the long princess has become her own, and the long princess married herself, naturally she can't be a concubine or a side room, that is to turn her own Jiujiu into a side room, which is even more excessive, or she may ask Jiujiu to go to court.
At the thought of the consequences of not refusing the general, Li San couldn't help feeling a little palpitating.
There is an old saying that the cunning rabbit dies and the running dog cooks. Now the world is flat. Then he who used to be the sharpest sword in the hands of the general has become the most painful thorn in his eyes. If he doesn't say it again, I'm afraid the general will get rid of him.
After dealing with the great general for so long, Li San admired the great talent of the great general, but he also knew that his heart was in the world and could not tolerate those emotions. If he refused his marriage, he must make some representations, and it was most appropriate for him to return to the poorest bianzhou.
Jiujiu naturally knew the general's defense against Li San, but unexpectedly, Li San also thought of it. Jiujiu couldn't help but be stunned. Then he nodded and whispered, "what's your husband going to do next? Do you want to give up your business?"
"No." Li San shook his head: "I declared to your majesty that I only do grain and grass trading, and the other trading seals are different from grain and grass, so I'm going to give up grain and grass trading and switch to other countries."
"That's good."
"I just want to aggrieve my wife and suffer with me." Li San looked at Jiu Jiu with great guilt. Jiu Jiu was originally from the capital. He spent five years with himself in bianzhou, where he died cold in winter and hot in summer. It was not easy to return to his hometown, but now he has to return to bianzhou for himself. Li San is really sorry.
Looking at Li San's guilty look, Jiu Jiu quickly held Li San's hands and whispered, "husband doesn't have to worry so much. Where there is a husband is Jiu Jiu's hometown."