Qin Wuyan was holding a brush, dipped in the ink, and brushed it away, but did not see Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears mixed in the ink.
After finishing writing, Qin Wuyan handed the Langhao pen to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "What else do I need to add, do you want to stamp it with a seal?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "This is very good."
As if it was just an illusion just now, Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the calligraphy as if nothing had happened, spread it aside, pressed it with a stone, and waited for the ink to be dried by the wind.
Qin Wuyan saw that she was busy, as if she hadn't seen him at all, and felt a little disappointed in her heart.
He sat on the chair, watched her rummaging through the closet, searching in the box, busy back and forth, couldn't help calling her: "Xiao Yu."
Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the box in the house, took the list and counted the items that had been counted thousands of times, and gave a faint "hmm".
Qin Wuyan had no choice but to stand up and walk over, pulled her up who was squatting on the ground, hugged her in his arms, and pressed her forehead against her forehead: "These things, when I came last time, you counted them, and I will When you came here last time, you counted it again, and this time I came, you have to count it again..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu blinked: "Have I counted them several times? I forgot, I've been so busy recently that I've been planning to get married in my dreams."
Qin Wuyan picked her up, walked to the rattan chair and sat down, put Zhuang Xiaoyu on his lap, supported her waist with one hand, and played with her fingers with the other hand, "Xiaoyu, I I'm almost busy with my work, and I will go to Zhuangzi with me tomorrow to watch the selection of the deputy commander of the personal guards, and a bonfire will be lit in the evening, so we will stay in Zhuangzi for the night, okay?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
He asked again, "Since when did you think about having your own personal guard?"
Qin Wuyan's sight became distant and long, as if traveling through time and space, to the days when he couldn't help himself: "The moment we survived from the Forbidden Mountain and we still couldn't be together, I thought at that time, if I also have my own My personal guards, these personal guards only obey me, can they also have their own power, the two of us can break through prejudice and barriers, and be together in an open and aboveboard..."
The man stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyebrows, "Xiaoyu, from the day I took you to elope and escape from the priest's mansion, I knew that a man has no power, status, money, or nothing. Useful.
He couldn't even protect himself, how could he protect his wife and children, the ending was doomed to be a tragedy. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
She licked her lips, feeling her heart was blocked and she didn't know what to say.
If she were Qin Wuyan, what would she do?
Every late night when she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, she was thinking about this question, unable to make a choice.
Those sufferings, those tiredness, those humiliations, and so many pains were all borne by Qin Wuyan.
In this world, there has always been only sympathy for each other, and there has never been empathy. Even she can't imagine how Qin Wuyan survived the time when he was suppressed, humiliated and hunted down by his father and brother.
Zhuang Xiaoyu clutched her heart, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Qin Wuyan smoothed Zhuang Xiaoyu's frowning Liu Yemei, "Although I want to have my own private soldiers and personal guards, but I don't have money, so this matter has been put on hold.
Until the dragon boat race at the Dragon Boat Festival, I won the first prize, and you came to see me and asked Qingyun to give me a stack of bank notes, a total of 200,000 taels. "