Chapter 22：

The night was quiet and people were silent, whispering voices could be heard from the master Ye's house.

Mrs. Wang was sobbing all the time, and continued to speak, and it took a long time to finish the narration. Although she has tidied up, her short hair that reaches the ears is still awkward. The originally beautiful face was tired and haggard, and the eyes full of tears were full of guilt and self-blame.

Ye Geng couldn't bear to look any further, he loosened his clenched fists and placed them lightly on her shoulders.

"this is not your fault."

When Wang heard the words, her tense emotions finally broke down, and she cried loudly with her hands covered.

For a long time, for a long time.

The crying gradually died down, and the sobbing was suppressed.

"Master, if the concubine is not a daughter of the royal family, will you still marry me?"

Would none of this have happened if she hadn't been the royal daughter? But if she wasn't a daughter of the Wang family, how could she marry into the Ye family?

All the origins are because of her status as a royal daughter, and all the evils are also because she is a royal daughter. This identity used to be her everything, but now she wants to take everything away from her.

Ye Geng's hands on her shoulders tightened, and he gently pulled her over.

Thinking back to when he was the second place in high school, he became a guest of the family for a while, and he was very famous for a while. At that time at the royal family banquet, he was persuaded to drink alcohol by all the disciples of the Wang family, and he was almost overwhelmed. After going to the hut under the pretext, he hid in a secluded place and induced vomiting.

He remembered that the night was very good, the moon was shining brightly and the wind was refreshing. From a distance, I saw a young girl kneeling by the pool and reading "The Commandments for Women", her voice was calm and neither sad nor happy, as if she had already gotten used to it. At that time, his heart felt sympathetic for some reason, and he looked at the girl one more time. Later, when the Wang family handed over the words, when he learned that he was going to marry the girl he met that night, he, who originally had no intention of marrying the family, agreed without thinking.

"If you weren't a daughter of the royal family, I would marry you too."

"master…"

"If you don't dislike it, how about following your husband's surname Ye in the future?"

"I...I do."

If her surname is no longer Wang, then she will be named Ye from now on.

It would be false to say that I am not lost, and it would be false to say that I am not confused, but at the same time it seems to be much easier.

"My lord... will your official career be affected if we break with the Wang family?"

"Ordinary officials from poor families, if they have no family to rely on, their official career may be much more difficult. Most of them will be released from the capital as soon as they become officials. Few. I have been an official for more than ten years, and I consider myself to be conscientious in these years, so the worst result should be to be sent out as an official to a remote place."

He would never tell his wife that he was not only suppressed by his superiors, but also excluded by his colleagues. Master Liu targeted him, Master Zhu made things difficult for him, and his situation in the Imperial College suddenly became difficult.

If there is no accident, he will be kicked out of the Guozijian soon, and there will be no one to protect him, and he will most likely be released from Beijing. It's just that with this release, there is probably no possibility of returning to Beijing.

It's useless to talk about these things, and telling my wife will only make her worry.

Ye choked up, "It's better to stay away from here, then no one will know about Pingniang, and we will find a loyal and reliable family for her in the future..."

Ye Ping was standing outside the window, hidden in the night.

Parents think too simply, leaving Beijing is not a way of life, but a way of death.

The original owner just offended Wen Ruyu, and ended up destroying the whole family. Now she not only has feud with Wen Ruyu, but also the Ye family has feud with the Wang family. Under such circumstances, if her father is released from Beijing, his death will be even worse.

It is impossible to leave the capital. Not only can they not leave, but they also have to work hard to gain a foothold in the capital, so that the Wang family does not dare to despise them or attack them.

"Sister, are you sad?" Ye Lian didn't sleep either, and came out for a while.

He knew that it was not a good thing for his mother to divorce the Wang family, and it was sad to see his mother's severed hair, but he couldn't stop his joy deep in his heart. No one knew that he actually didn't like the Wang family, and didn't like being a companion to Wang Quan. In the eyes of the Wang family, he was inferior to the schoolboys around Wang Quan. Wang Quan's homework was all done by him, and he would be whipped if he felt unsatisfactory.

Ye Ping rubbed his head and said, "I'm not sad at all. If Eldest Sister really doesn't marry in the future, can you tolerate Eldest Sister staying at home as an old girl?"

"I will take care of the eldest sister."

"That's it. I have my parents and brothers to rely on behind me. Even if I have a bad reputation, what if I can't get married?"

"But... Mother is crying, she must be very sad."

"Mother is just sad for a while. No matter how rotten the rotten flesh is, it's still a piece of flesh growing on her body. I'm used to the pain and itching on weekdays. It's inevitable that I'll feel a little uncomfortable when I let it go."

Ye Lian is small but has a heavy heart.

He is not Ye Ping, so naturally he cannot be so optimistic.

Ye Ping looked at him looking like a little old man, and smiled, "Without relatives like the Wang family, our life will only get better and better. Not to mention, the saving of filial piety for the three festivals of the year is enough for our family People love to drink spicy food. I don’t have to worry about too little clothes anymore, and I don’t have any clothes to wear when I go out. You don’t have to worry about spending too much on paper and ink, dipping in water to practice calligraphy every day. And Xiaosi, let’s buy snacks from Xiangmanxuan I'm sorry, but he can often eat Ruyizhai's pastries in the future. Even if father has any favors to entertain in the future, he won't be out of place with his colleagues because of his lack of money."

Her voice was not lowered, so the couple in the room could hear clearly.

The Ye family became more and more ashamed. The reason why she was able to marry into the Ye family back then was because the Ye family was too rootless, and the Wang family's daughter-in-law looked down on her. Second, among the concubine daughters of the Wang family at that time, she was the only one who had not yet had a marriage contract, so this marriage fell on her head. Even so, she is still grateful to her aunt for her kindness and finding a good family for her.

So these years, every time she gave gifts to the Wang family, she never gave her best. However, even so, every time she gave a boxing gift, she would still be stared at by her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, as if she was a shabby householder who only knew how to play the autumn wind.

I used to think it was nothing, but now my daughter said it, how can I not make her heart feel like a needle. Thinking that in the future, when the seasons change, she can make two more sets of clothes for her daughter, the eldest son will not need to save paper and ink, the younger son can often eat snacks, and the husband can relax a little more when he goes out to socialize, the loss in her heart suddenly fades away. many.

Perhaps breaking off the relationship with the Wang family is also a good thing.

At this time, she heard her son asking: "Sister, do you want to leave Yongchang City?"

"No." Ye Ping's answer was firm.

She won't leave, and she won't make those people happy.

"... Wouldn't it be better to leave?"

"Not good. Once we leave the capital, no matter where we go, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. It will be easier for their royal family to deal with us."

Ye Geng in the room was shocked when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, he heard his daughter say: "The more we quarrel with the Wang family, the more the Wang family will be afraid. After all, the Wang family claims to be noble for a century, and they care about face the most. The more people in the world stare at our every move, the less they dare act rashly."

Ye Geng's hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his heart heaved like a raging sea. Unexpectedly, he has been an official for more than ten years, and he is not as clear as Pingniang.

…

A drop of rain fell, just on Ye Ping's hand. She gathered the clothes on her body and looked up at the night. The cold raindrops drifted with the wind and fell on her cheeks between her hair.

The spring rain cannot be controlled by anyone, come and go at will.

The rain started continuously, and within a short while it was as dense as a cow's hair. She sent Ye Lian back to the house first, and then returned to her room lightly. I took off my clothes in the dark and went to bed, and realized something was wrong as soon as it touched the pillow.

The cold utensil looks like a waist knife.

She was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were torn apart, she wished she could run away from the door.

In the darkness, she heard the sound of her own breathing, which became faster and faster, like a drum beating before a battle. There is also the sound of Sanxi, each sound more fragrant than the other, like a charging horn.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly stabilized her mind and kept cheering herself up in her heart. Then he slowly stretched out his trembling hand and pressed it on the blade with great difficulty.

The knife is extremely cold, and the tentacles are raw ice.

The cold touch, the smell of iron rust full of blood. Her slender fingers walked on the handle and scabbard, feeling the lines on it inch by inch. The handle of the knife is like a dragon's head, and the scabbard is carved with a dragon scale totem, and each dragon scale is like a pear flower.

Don't ask where the treacherous evils come from, the pear blossoms of the righteous way are blooming everywhere.

This is the Yulong Saber bestowed upon Wen Yu by His Majesty himself!