"Even so, I will remember it again in the next life." The implication is, just give up.
Hua Rong stood on the side of the desk, holding the ink ingot with his long and beautiful fingers, grinding the ink carefully and slowly, with his head slightly lowered, looking at the slowly dissolving ink, very seriously.
With a cold snort, Tang Jinse said disapprovingly: "It's just a recipe that will make your soul fly away. Will it be used in the next life?"
Hearing this, Hua Rong was not angry, and even stopped answering. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Write, I will grind the ink for you, the acupuncture points have already been opened."
After moving her arms and seeing that he was not telling lies, Tang Jinse picked up the pen and looked at him attentively, feeling confused and asking, "Are you so kind?"
Huarong tilted his head and smiled lightly, "I heard that the Marquis is very strict. I wonder what Sesu will be punished for?"
"..." She knew that he was waiting to see her punished.
You must know that she only has to write a hundred willow scripts now. If Tang Shuai catches the pigtails, a thousand fines will be considered a light punishment.
Start writing immediately and write down each stroke carefully.
The setting sun reflects the red clouds in the sky, and the evening wind brings a bit of coolness to dispel the heat of the day.
They formed such a beautiful picture in the room under the setting sun. The woman was writing seriously, while the man was concentrating on polishing ink. Occasionally he looked up at the woman. They were so harmonious, as if they had a natural tacit understanding.
It is a rare and beautiful picture of tranquility and warmth.
August has passed in the blink of an eye, and time is like fine sand between the fingers. When I feel that I am looking forward to God's departure, I feel that the days are passing slowly like years, but if I sigh again casually, three months will slip by in a hurry.
In the early morning, everything is silent, the sky is bright, the night is about to disappear, the dawn light slowly wakes up the sleeping creatures, and the air is cool and cold.
It's autumn, and the grass blades are gradually changing into new golden colors.
Tang Jinse counted on her fingers and found that she would have haircut in more than five months, which meant that her wedding to Hua Rong would not be far away.
But to this day, she still hasn't been able to get Hua Rong to give up the idea of marrying her. He even got worse and suddenly appeared in her room any night.
Originally it was to change his dressing and heal his injuries, but now it's better, after his injuries healed, it became a habit to visit him.
What's so good about her? Can't she change?
Or just to keep her a secret?
It's not enough to kill someone and silence them... Tang Jinse quickly shook his head to regain his senses, how much he didn't want to marry Hua Rong.
The more she thought about it, the more bored she became, to the point where she could no longer read the book. It wasn't that Hua Rong had taken over her heart, but...she couldn't bear to waste her medical skills.
"Xiaoxiao? Fang'er?" Tang Jinse shouted outside, but there was no response for a long time, and there was no sign of the two of them.
The reconstruction of the Winter Yard has not been completed in three months, at a snail's pace. She originally wondered if the workers were slowing down the work in order to delay wages, but when she stood in front of the group of kind and lovely workers, looking at the scorching sun
With their figures dripping with sweat under the scorching heat, she couldn't say or ask anything.
That's all, wherever you live is not your own home anyway.
Tang Jinse got up to look for the two of them, not wanting to run into Tang Xiao and Tang Yizhi before they left the door.
Tang Xiao sat there with a straight face, motionless. His face was solemn under the tan unicorn robe, and his pair of narrow fox eyes stared at the outside of the courtyard. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he was definitely
Let people around him see that he is in a bad mood, even a little bad.
"..." Tang Jinse blinked in confusion. Did she get into trouble again without knowing it?
After a while, Tang Xiao still didn't speak. The brother and sister stood upright behind him like children who had done something wrong, waiting to be punished.
Hi?
Tang Jinse touched Tang Yizhi next to her with her arm. Seeing him turn his head to look at her, the expression on his face suddenly became rich, and his eyes even glanced at Tang Xiao from time to time as a silent communication.
What happened to Tang Shuai? Please explain!
Tang Yizhi narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang Xiao's back, then shook his head, clearly stating that there was no solution!
Hanging her head in defeat, Tang Jinse felt like she was going to be strangled to death by this invisible pressure. Although Tang Shuai didn't say anything, she knew that it was definitely for her.
Look at the big ice cube next to him. If he had made Tang Shuai unhappy, he would have coaxed Tang Shuai away with a few words. It would be better now to just stand aside and watch the show.
Will she die if you help her?
Tang Jinse felt frustrated just thinking about it, and without holding back, she stepped on Tang Yizhi's foot.
Pain spread from the instep of his foot, Tang Yizhi's expression did not change, he just turned his head to look at Tang Jinse.
Looking at the roof, looking at the roof, continuing to look at the roof, Tang Jinse looked back at Tang Yizhi innocently, her beautiful eyes blinking, she shrugged, what happened?
Looking coldly at the person in front of him who was pretending to be innocent, Tang Yizhi seemed to be helpless, compromising and not looking at her.
Unexpectedly, when Tang Jinse was feeling proud, she heard Tang Yizhi's cold voice in her ear, "Tang Shuai, Xiao Jin has something to tell you."
Staring at Tang Yizhi fiercely, Tang Jinse gritted his teeth and said, OK, I'll count on you!
The words had already been spoken, what else could be said? She took small steps and came to Tang Xiao. Her brain was spinning rapidly, sorting out all the words of praise. She was about to speak, but Tang Xiao blocked her back.
Tang Xiao waved his hands and lowered his head without looking at her, "Okay, you don't have to say anything."
"..." He was exempted from having to go to court and was immediately sentenced to death?
Tang Xiao rubbed his temples with one hand, grabbed it with the other hand, found a tea cup, and then placed it heavily on the edge of the round table, "Just send this to Prince Rong's Mansion."
Tang Jinse was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand, "Why are you giving me a teacup?" The huge palace of Prince Rong still needs a teacup?
Tang Xiao tilted his head suddenly and frowned, "I tell you to give it away, so you do it! You talk so much!" He dropped this sentence angrily, threw up his sleeves and left.
Tang Jinse was confused. What happened to Tang Shuai today?
Tang Xiao's back quickly disappeared from sight——
Silence returned to the room.
Taking out the brocade handkerchief from Tang Jinse's arms, Tang Yizhi began to carefully wrap the teacup with the brocade handkerchief, "Xiao Jin, don't blame Tang Shuai, he... is just angry with himself." The coldness in the eagle's eyes gradually dissipated.
Putting the wrapped teacup in her hands, he continued to answer her confusion, "Recently, the Queen often sends Pingting to visit Prince Rong's Mansion. You also know that Master Qi has just returned to Beijing, and his reception banquet was held in Prince Rong's Mansion. In name,
I asked Pingting to help, but actually it was for Pingting to have more contact with Fifth Master."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Tang Yizhi stood behind Tang Jinse. One tall and the other smaller, forming a sharp contrast, as if her tall body was her solid support. He looked outside the room and said slowly: "You have already married into Prince Rong's Mansion.