Chapter 119

The garden is bleak, and there are withered trees and thick withered leaves everywhere. Su Xinghe looks at everything in the garden and goes straight in.

This courtyard has always been a special place in Su's mansion. Because of the concept of the frontier, Su Xinghe asked people to split such a courtyard and transplant some dead trees in it after he came back from the frontier. As for daily cleaning, he didn't need other servants to clean it. He just wanted people to pay attention to the snakes and insects.

Every time Su Xinghe had something unhappy, he would come here to sit. The yard was no different from other gardens. There were all kinds of stone benches and tables, but under the dead tree, he still felt desolate.

I feel as if there is only one person left between heaven and earth.

"Young master, it's a bit cool to sit on this stone stool now. I'll take a cushion for you now." Slowly followed the son wood that came in to see Su Xinghe to sit on the cold stone stool, the eyebrow flashed a touch of melancholy, urgent voice way.

"Why are you following me?" Smell speech Su Xing River look up see is son wood.

With a smile, he looked down at the stone bench he was sitting on and said with a light smile, "it's OK, where is a man so delicate? Now that he's here, you can sit with him."

With that, Su Xinghe raised his mouth slightly. It seems that the same is true in Yiner. When eating and doing things, as long as there is no outsider, the master and the servant can eat and sit together.

"Young master, but are you still worried about the second young lady?" For a long time, Zimu asked in a low voice.

"You know that, you little boy." With a sneer, Su Xinghe looks back and stares at Zimu. It's a tacit agreement. But then he sighs and looks at the Qiu branch of the withered tree. He doesn't know what he's thinking.

What else I don't know? You draw the portrait of the second lady in your study every day, and you mention her name every day. Who else can you do it for? No good spirit of low voice muttered a, son wood looked up to see Su Xinghe so dejected, mood or involuntarily worried.

But he didn't speak. He didn't know what to say?

"Zimu, do you really like vials? Will you marry her in the future? " Half a day later, Su Xinghe suddenly asked. Zimu suddenly raised his head when hearing the sound, but found that Su Xinghe was still looking at the branches in the distance, and his head didn't look at his own direction. At the moment, he pouted with some dissatisfaction and replied.

"Naturally, I like it. I want to marry her when I have money in the future." Mentioning that beloved woman, Zimu is full of sweetness.

At this time, Su Xinghe, who was looking at Zimu, saw Zimu with such an expression. A complex meaning flashed in his eyes. Then he slowly opened his mouth and asked again, "what should you do if the vial can't marry you for some reason?"

With a little expectation in his eyes, even Su Xinghe didn't know what kind of answer he was expecting from Zimu.

"Childe, it's impossible. Xiaoping likes me and I like her too. She will never marry anyone else."

The son wood smell speech Mou color some sink, immediately sink voice retort a way, immediately very some exasperation of stare Su Xinghe one eye, obviously he is very dissatisfied to oneself childe so of smear his happiness.

After hearing Zimu's urgent voice, Su Xinghe smiles indifferently and wants to stretch out his hand to pull Zimu to appease him. After thinking about it, he laughs bitterly and doesn't say anything more, saying that just now he really had a sudden idea of going to the theatre.

"That wood, if your small bottle is a woman like Yin Er, will you marry her?" Hesitating for a long time, Su Xinghe still asked the question he wanted to ask most. Even if he asked him this question, his answer had been confirmed, but somehow at the moment, he wanted to know what other people would say.

"Well, what's the matter with you, young master?" Zimu was still angry for himself. Unexpectedly, in a twinkling of an eye, his son threw another bomb. He was a little confused. When he woke up, the first one left the stone bench, got up and walked towards his son, showing his doubts.

"I'm all right. I just want to ask you, if the little bottle has the same experience as homophony, and Li has been misunderstood and is now in disrepute, will you marry her?" Staring at Zimu, Su Xinghe asked seriously.

"Yes! Why not! I love her! The happiest thing in my life must be to marry her. I don't care about those things, as long as I love her all the time. How can you ask like this, young master? Do you hesitate? "

After the righteous words showed his attitude, Zimu suddenly had a strange idea in his heart. When he looked at Su Xinghe again, he felt his chin and asked with a strange look in his eyes.

"Why do you think of me like this? I just want to ask you. What else can I think? What a joke! I didn't hesitate, I just... " At the end, Su Xinghe looked at Zimu waiting for something interesting to talk about. He swallowed what he wanted to say and gave him a white look.

"Why don't you tell me? What's the matter? It's not hesitation. What's that? I really want to know? " Zimu, who was brought up with interest, protested strongly. He just touched Su Xinghe's cold eyes, shivered, laughed and sat on the chair again."I'm just asking! Young master, why are you staring at me! After all, the little one is also for the sake of you! " He complains in a low voice. Zimu doesn't look up and naturally doesn't see the smile in Su Xinghe's eyes.

"Then you say if your mother doesn't agree, what are you going to do?" Picked pick eyebrow, Su Xing River looks up to ask a way.

"Well, naturally, it's necessary to turn those bad images around in the mother's mind. For example, in the case of childe, since the second young lady is such an image in front of outsiders, we should create a new good image for the second young lady, which can be liked by the wife. Then we can say something good in front of the wife every day. At that time I'm not afraid the lady doesn't like the second lady. " The eye bead son drops to slip in the eye socket to turn, son wood complacent smile way.

"You have a lot of ideas!" It has to be said that Su Xinghe also thinks this idea is very good after listening to it, especially the matter of creating a new image. Since rumors can smear a person, why can't they be used to sublimate a person!

Thinking of this, Su Xinghe got up and slapped wood on the shoulder. Although Wen ran laughed, he turned and left.

"Young master, why do you say you hit me?" Zi mu, who had been beaten, was looking at his son's back with a grin and a cry. He just looked up and saw that his figure was about to disappear, and then hurried to follow him.

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In the courtyard of Xu Shaoyin, the residence of Marquis of Anguo.

”Miss, it's such a fine day today. Why don't we go shopping

After several days of continuous autumn rain, the whole world felt a little wet.

After breakfast, Xu Shaoyin, who had no energy all over, sat lazily on the soft couch and didn't want to do anything.

Later, Yu Qing pushed open the window lattice and asked with a smile, "go to the street?"

Xu Shaoyin's eyes are looking at the golden rays coming in because of the opening of the window lattice. A faint smile appears on her white face. It looks like a white flower in the early sunny weather. Yuqing can't help but look at it. Just about to say something, Xu Shaoyin adjusts the cushion behind her and refuses the offer.

"I don't have much strength. I don't want to move. If you and Muyun want to go out, go. Anyway, the groom has everything." When he came back, the groom disappeared, and was replaced by a young man with a good face. However, after several times of instructions, his skills were not much different from those of the older ones.

"I won't go. If Miss doesn't go, I'll just stay in the yard with her." Mu Yun, who opens the Pearl curtain and comes in, rejects Xu Shaoyin's kindness. His cold eyes take a look at Xu Shaoyin and put the freshly washed fruit tray in front of her.

"Miss, it's good to have an orange. The trousers were just bought by the government the day before yesterday. They said they had enough water."

Hearing Xu Shaoyin's cold eyes, he looked down at the orange in Muyun's hand. With a sense of irony at the bottom of his eyes, Wang Mingxia, his mother-in-law, had been hiding in her yard since she came back. However, she was better for Xu Shaoyin. In the past, there were some restrictions and crackdowns, but now there are no more.

Far away, let's talk about the orange in Muyun's hand, such luster and size. If it was not eaten before, it was only three or two big ones, and then matched with a pile of small ones. However, all the fruit plates Muyun brought were big fists.

"Miss, this was sent by the housekeeper Xu Bo in the morning." Half a day did not wait for their young lady to speak, Mu Yun slightly raised his eyes, followed the eyes to see the hands of the orange, calm down, slowly explained.

"Uncle Xu? It seems that he is not in charge of this matter Hearing Xu Shaoyin's words, he frowned and sneered, but his eyes became more and more playful.

This kind of fruit in the backyard has always been distributed by Wang Mingxia, her mother. Now it's suddenly changed. Supposing that Xu Bo has sent it over, and considering the recent differences, is it Wang Mingxia's intention to make peace with herself?

Think of here, Xu Shaoyin Mou color instead of doubt more heavy, how to think can not be this reason.

"I don't know about this slave. It was a strange boy who brought the fruit in the morning. He only said that it was sent by the housekeeper Xu Bo. I think he was followed by the little wood who had always been waiting for Xu Bo, so I took it." Looking at Xu Shaoyin's look, Muyun added.

"Who cares! If it's delicious, let's eat more! " Yuqing, who has been listening to him, looks at Muyun and Xu Shaoyin. She takes an orange and peels it. Xu Shaoyin wants to stop it. After thinking about it, she still has no words. She just sits down next to the table with a smile.

"Miss, do you think this orange..."

"It's OK. Since it's here, let's eat it. I don't believe she dares to do it in broad daylight!"

With a sneer, Xu Shaoyin snatched the orange petals just peeled from Muyun's hand and put them into the mouth. With a slight bite, he felt a burst of juice. Suddenly, the whole mouth was full of sour and sweet taste, which made people want to stop.