This night, the light in the study outside the second gate was on all night, and the spring breeze blew, rolling up the scattered words outside the door from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info love and hate, people's hearts are like the sea, all in it.

This night, the light in the bedroom in the courtyard of the big house was also on all night, the bright moon was silent, tossing and turning according to the slender figure on the bed, a wisp of love silk, cutting and untidy, and sleepless all night.

Finally, the high-pitched rooster crows came from nowhere, and it was dawn.

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Jing Zeming walked into the room, stood by the door frame, and watched Fang Caiwei sitting at the kang table embroidering flowers, Green Branch and Bisi were probably packing something in the back room, and occasionally there would be a slight sound of footsteps and collisions.

He sighed, but there was nothing expected about the loss of liver and intestines, only the numbness of endless fatigue and pain. He is a hundred battle generals on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, and he is known for his bravery and good fighting, but at this moment, he has the idea of escaping for the first time.

It's just that he can't escape the fifteenth year of junior high school, he knows Fang Caiwei very well, if he is really afraid of separation and can't avoid meeting, then she will definitely not wait and delay because of this, and it is likely to leave a letter directly, telling him to find a time to do the matter of reconciliation and separation, and then leave on his own.

After all, we still have to face it. Jing Zeming smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and walked into the warm pavilion, trying to disguise himself more relaxed, but found that his face was so stiff that he couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

Probably sensing his arrival, Fang Caiwei, who was originally calmly embroidering, suddenly shuddered, obviously pricked by a needle in her fingers.

As if the body had its own consciousness, he ran over in three or two steps, and broke the finger that had not yet been delivered to his mouth, only to see a red blood bead on the tip of his finger, just like cinnabar.

Seeing a few fresh small wounds next to the blood beads that still had scars, it was obvious that they were all caused during this time.

Jing Zeming slowly put his fingertips in his mouth, sucked away the blood for Fang Caiwei, and then raised his head and said, "Caiwei, I didn't do anything last night." ”

Fang Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief, her face seemed melancholy and relieved, and she said lightly: "Master's determination did not disappoint me after all." ”

Jing Zeming's eyes lit up with a little hope, and he was about to say something, when he saw Fang Caiwei raise his head, look at him calmly, and said softly: "Needless to say, I remember that I promised me last time, if it comes to the time when I think I have to leave, you won't say more." ”

"So that's when you think you should leave? Even if I didn't do anything last night? Jing Zeming felt a nameless fire in his heart, not a fire, but a fire, at this moment, he felt that his throat was sore and dry, like a scorched land burned by a fire.

"Yes." Fang Caiwei did not hesitate at all, and only had a two-word answer, showing that she had made up her mind.

"Why? Cai Wei, why can you be so neat and neat, without even the slightest hesitation? If it weren't for the wound on my finger, I would have thought you didn't have the slightest affection for me at all. ”

Fang Caiwei silently looked at the finger that was full of needlepoint wounds, suddenly threw the embroidery on the kang, stood up and said, "What the master said is right, I don't have the talent for embroidery, so why do I have to force myself?" Originally, this purse was completed with the last bit left, but now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous, everyone is gone, what souvenir is left? Miss Li's embroidery skills are a hundred times stronger than me, and I am not afraid of my grandfather...... The boss will not have a purse to wear in the future. ”

"Picking rose."

This boss finally revived Jing Zeming's deadwood-like heart. A sharp pain that seemed to be torn spread from his heart to his limbs, and he sat down on the kang table, trying to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Let's write and leave the book."

Seeing the prince at this time, Fang Caiwei could only sigh, she also knew that Jing Zeming did not have much affection for Li Qiufang except for guilt in her heart now. It's a pity that sometimes it's hard to be a good person, and since her husband chooses to be a good person, she can only make it difficult for him.

"I don't write."

Unexpectedly, the prince turned his head like a child, and said hatefully: "Since ancient times, there has never been a reason for a wife to force her husband to reconcile and divorce, I will not write a book of reconciliation and divorce, and you will be inseparable from me......"

"If you don't write and leave the book, then Miss Li and I will only be able to live."

Fang Caiwei's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Jing Zeming's heart hard, he turned his head suddenly, and saw Fang Caiwei's expressionless face, and said indifferently: "From Miss Li's step-by-step to today, from the fact that she successfully stayed in the study last night, you know that the result will be like this." Since you have chosen her, you must abandon me. I don't want to say much about the rest, and you don't have to mess around, in fact, you know it in your heart. ”

"But I'm ...... with her"

"You don't have to say that you talked to her innocently all night."

The eldest grandmother, who had been unusually calm since Jing Zeming entered the door, finally became angry, stood up and suppressed her emotions and roared: "Yes, I know that you and she have been chatting innocently all night, I believe you." But no one in this house except me, from the old lady to a sweeping servant, will believe that you have spent all night in the same room and have done nothing. Maybe the old lady and the Hou Ye have now got the news, and they have begun to silently calculate in their hearts what procedures Miss Li needs to go through to enter the door, and how much money they will give to the Li family......"

"No, Caiwei, never, I will never agree to ......"

"Phew!" Fang Caiwei spat on the ground fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "You still want me to believe your nonsense now?" Didn't you promise me that you would never let Miss Li enter the door? The result? Then you promised me that I would never approach her, and that I had a little bit to do with her, but what happened? Jing Zeming, you are a manly man who stands up to the sky and promises, but you have repeatedly broken your trust in me, and now you want to say this, I am embarrassed and panicked for you. ”

Looking at the two lines of tears that Fang Caiwei silently shed, the prince was silent, but he saw that the eldest grandmother took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and said softly: "I am such a tough character, and I will not be able to overcome rigidity with Miss Li's soft means." Now, you have no trust in me, I only ask you to keep our original agreement, write a book of peace, and let me go. ”

Indoor and outdoor were silent, time seemed to have stopped, as if a thousand years had passed, Fang Caiwei finally heard Jing Zeming say a word in a trembling voice: "Good."

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"What's going on? Why did Cai Wei leave suddenly? You bullied my wife to be blind and deaf, and you hid everything from me, and you didn't even tell me when such a big thing happened, do you treat me as a dead person? ”

A person who has always been gentle suddenly has a temper, it must be very powerful, and when this person is still the most respected Sang Lao Taijun in the Hou Mansion, the power is especially great.