Chapter 1187： Ugly daughter-in-law wants to see her mother-in-law

Pang Yuejing was pressed down by the whole person, Xiao Hou was caught off guard and could only reach out to catch her.

Although this was not the first time she touched her, every time he felt that the skin under his hands was very hot and his heart rhythm suddenly accelerated.

After dizziness, she found herself lying on him in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Soft and fragrant, she was ashamed to feel comfortable lying on him.

"Enough enough?"

Just when she had committed nymphosis, a forbearing voice sounded in her ear.

Then she realized that her hand was resting on his chest, and then poked around.

"Ahem—" She got up from him immediately, and he didn't even dare to look at him, and quickly found where the incense was.

The moment when she was smashed by her was too sudden, Xiao Hou stood on his shoulders, and sure enough, she would be fine with her.

After moving his lower limbs, he lifted his eyes and saw that she was at a loss holding a stick of incense. He couldn't help sighing, then went straight to her, took her incense, and took out the fire in his sleeve. Passbook.

"Stupid, won't you ask me for help?"

When Xiao Xiang ignited her hand and put it back in her hands, Xiao Hou could not help voicing her.

She was holding the incense without tears, her heart was defamatory, wasn't she afraid that you would annoy me?

Xiao Hou stood beside her, and when she turned her eyes, she could see her serious face, and the irritability in her heart calmed down. He slowly spoke.

"My mother used to be a scholar of the Ministry of War, and a well-known and talented woman in Kyoto at that time. Later, her father was my grandfather. Because of being stolen and framed by the enemy, he was copied, and men were assigned to the frontier. The woman entered The palace was a slave. My mother entered the palace in this way. As the daughter of the guiltier, she had my existence because she was favored by the father and the emperor. Only after she had been in the palace for six years, was she People are poisoned. "

The calm tone, straightforwardly describing such a tragedy of life, without excessive emotions, but Pang Yuejing listened uncomfortably in my heart.

He must have had a hard time in those unmentioned times.

The mother is the daughter of a criminal, so she must not enjoy good treatment in the palace, not to mention she heard about it from an early age. He was not favored since he was a child. He can imagine the loss of his mother in the cold palace. How difficult will his life be if the palace person holds high and low?

But when he said, he didn't mention the past at all.

When people feel numb, they won't yell.

When she was silent, she felt the deep compassion in her eyes. Xiao Hou was a little surprised. He didn't know why he told her these things so naturally, but after so many years, it was so hard and tired. The days have passed, no need for sympathy, and now he lives with the purpose of revenge.

However, the person next to him did not have any blood relationship. It was just a meeting of interests on the field. He calculated her so. She would also sincerely sympathize with him, which surprised him, but he did not want to delve into it.

Because nowadays, nothing is more important than his revenge.

"Come on," he said, looking away.

Pang Yuejing put away her emotion and nodded, then faced the tombstone, held the incense respectfully, and thought silently in her heart.

Auntie Luo, although I haven't seen you, from a stinking but indifferent person like Xiao Hou, I can always feel his respect and love for you. I want to come to you to be a gentle woman. It is a pity that I have no chance to see you. It's your turn, but I am grateful to God for letting me meet him, and I am grateful to you. As long as I am still in Xixuan Kyoto, I will accompany him well and not let him be alone. May you rest in heaven.

Xiao Hou stood next to her, and incorporated her prayerful look into her eyes. A warmth rose from the bottom of his eyes, then he turned to look at the tombstone, his eyes turned gentle.

Mother, the girl standing in front of you, her name is Pang Yuejing. It is very likely that she is spending time with your son. Although she is stupid and naive, she causes trouble from time to time, but I am used to it. You can not worried.

Pang Lingjing had already inserted the incense into the incense burner, and when she was about to sit back to where she was just now, something was suddenly stuck in her hand.

She looked down and couldn't help pulling the corners of her mouth, sickle, sickle?

"Yes, what to do?" She had a bad hunch.

"Haven't you seen the grass over the tombstone? Hurry up and get it resolved before the sun goes down."

Xiao Hou stopped talking to her after picking up, picked up another sickle, went around the tombstone, rolled up his sleeves, and started weeding.

Listening to his righteous behavior and proper words, Pang Yuejing's head popped out of a few words.

Are you kidding me?

But the other party has refused to reply with action.

Pang Yuejing pumped herself up, then rolled up his sleeves, walked to the other side, and started working hotly.

Seeing her working hard through the cracks in the grass, Xiao Hou evoked a smile of satisfaction, and then continued to lower her head to do her own thing.

This busy, went directly to the evening.

The rain also stopped.

She straightened her waist and was slightly wet all over, but sweat was on her forehead. She threw the sickle on the ground and sat down. "Tired baby!"

Xiao Hou stepped out and poured her a glass of wine, "I will quench my thirst."

She now had a dry mouth, no matter what she took over, and then raised her head, without bitter imagination. On the contrary, she had a very good taste. She couldn't help turning her head and asking him, "What kind of wine is this? Sweet."

"Fruit wine, my mother's favorite water wine when she was still in Boudoir." He replied.

She nodded. The taste was good, not strong, suitable for women, etc. Wasn't the glass he drank just now? Her face flushed. Was it an indirect kiss?

Xiao Hou naturally didn't know what was in her head, and turned to see her froze there. She could not help but urge, "Leave."

"So fast?" She hadn't had enough rest yet!

Xiao Hou was helpless, "Do you want to stay and feed the mosquitoes?"

She glanced at the several bags on her arm, weighed them, and immediately got up. "Walk around, go home!"

Watching her bouncing in front, Xiao Hou smiled with his hand behind him.

Only when he climbed up the hillside, he glanced back, an emotion of unknown meaning floated inside.

On this day of the year, it seems that the rogue is not so sad because of the interruption.

At this time the little rogue was shocked again.

"Xiao Hou, Xiao Hou, look, rainbow too!"

He looked back, instead of looking at the sky for the first time, but looking at the bright smile, sincere and warm.

"Well, I see. It's beautiful."

"That is, Miss Ben is in a good mood. Let me sing a song for you--"

"..."

"After the sun always rains, please believe that there are rainbows, winds and rains accept, I will always be on your side ..."

The crisp and warm singing echoed in the open world.