Hu Yueru listened silently, her eyes were wet, as if there were water waves flowing under the white moonlight, her fingers holding the cup were slightly tense, and her nails were faintly white.
Xiang Yi raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, giggling: "Only I was born with all the blessings, loved by elders, cared by elder brothers, guarded by older sisters...
Later, when I grew up, I realized that I was not born to my father and mother, but my uncle and eldest aunt were my biological parents...
In this world, everyone can't help themselves. If they were reborn in a poor family, their worries would be starvation, hunger and cold.
Sister Yueru, my elder brother is not a frivolous man, he brought you to Jincheng regardless of your wishes, please don't blame him, let alone resent him..."
Hu Yueru replaced the sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine in Xiangyi's cup with scented tea, and said faintly, "I was already trapped in a prison, and I finally got out of that place and came here. How can I talk about resentment, and how can I blame him?"
What's more, Heart-eating Gu can't deceive people. As a saint, she had already violated the palace rules and committed a crime of love. Once she was found out, she could only be tied to the pillar of shame and burned alive.
At the beginning, he didn't want to leave because he was afraid that his mother and sister would be involved. Later, he knew that the Saintess Palace was burned down, and the Saintess was also reduced to ashes in the sky fire, so he felt relieved.
Now that I came to this place, I walked around the market with Xiang Yi, seeing people coming and going, listening to people's voices, such a bustling street full of fireworks, I realized how prosperous the world is, only then did I know that I am alive There are thousands of possibilities...
She will definitely not disappoint her mother's expectations of her, but this heart-biting Gu...
If it is not eradicated for a day, there will be no peace for a day, and it may lose its composure in front of others at any time.
As night fell, the sound of the clock sounded, and soon there were few people on the busy street.
There was a knock on the door.
Hu Yueru glanced at Xiang Yi who was propping his head and closing his eyes, stood up, walked over to open the door, and saw Fu Sheng standing at the door in a brocade robe.
The handsome young man had a clear smile, and the corners of his pretty lips were slightly raised. He just took a quick glance at her, and when he saw Li, he looked over her shoulder and looked in. His voice was just as mellow as fine wine, "I'm bothering Miss Hu, I'm here to pick Xiang Yi back to the Mo House."
Hu Yueru turned sideways and invited people in: "Young Master He, Xiang Yi seems to be drunk, and she hasn't had a few drinks yet."
"She is with her mother, she can't drink too much, she can get drunk after just one cup, please trouble Miss Hu." Fu Sheng walked over, leaned forward slightly, put his palm on Xiang Yi's shoulder, and called out softly: "Xiang Yi, Xiang Yi, go home Yes, wake up."
Mo Xiangyi opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the person in front of him, and laughed, "Brother Fusheng."
"Well, I'll take you home." Fu Sheng took off his cloak and put it on her body, supported her arm with one hand and wrapped her shoulder with the other, helped her stand up, and walked out.
Xiang Yi regained consciousness, and did not forget to bid farewell to Yue Ru thoughtfully: "Sister Yue Ru, when you are free, I will come and play with you next time."
Hu Yueru nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."
She escorted the two of them to the door, and watched them get into the carriage, until the carriage left, still feeling a little overwhelmed.
Although this He Fusheng looks gentle, he has a rare sense of alienation, and he treats people with a sense of propriety, but when facing memories, he is caring and careless.