After hearing what Su Yuanyuan said, Ruofu stood up and walked to Su Yuanyuan, gently holding Su Yuanyuan's hands with both hands. Su Yuanyuan also raised her head to look at her, her eyes were clear and pure, and she frowned slightly.
The look makes people feel distressed.
"Dr. Su, I am willing to help you."
Seeing her answer, Su Yuanyuan's frowning eyebrows finally relaxed. She sat with Ruofu and talked to her in detail about Su Ji.
The ninth day of May was the first day of Yichun. On that day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was so gloomy that it seemed like heavy rain was brewing.
Su Jin took leave that day and went to the Yiju Building to drink alone.
Due to the weather, there were very few guests in the one-bedroom building. There were only a few guests sitting in twos and threes under the high platform on the first floor.
He drank from day to night, and there were two or three empty wine jars on the table.
Su Jizui's cheeks were red and his eyes were blurred. He was holding a jar of wine and mumbling something.
The boy knocked on the door at this time. Although he didn't want to disturb his master, the man at home almost went crazy and sent waves of people to come to ask Su Ji why he didn't go home.
Su Ji already felt guilty about Yichun. At this moment, alcohol was occupying his brain, and scenes from the past appeared in front of his eyes. He was also wondering why the two of them had become like this.
He grabbed the wine glass indiscriminately and threw it against the door, "Why are you urging me? Just say that I have official business and can't go back!"
Fortunately, the young man reacted quickly and bent down to avoid it. The wine glass hit the door frame and broke into eight pieces with a clang.
He was frightened by Su Ji's angry look. He realized what he was doing and ran out to talk to the mother-in-law who came to urge her.
"The master said that he has official duties and cannot go back. Let me rest first."
When the old woman standing in front of the door heard these words, her eyebrows wrinkled up. These words were clearly a liar!
She wanted to say something else, but seeing the unkind look on the boy's face, she had no choice but to give it up. After returning, she said this to Liu Yue, who was lying on the imperial concubine's bed to nurse her fetus.
Liu Yue has been having nightmares these past few days. She wanted to see Dr. Su in the south of the city for treatment, but the female worker there said that Dr. Su had gone away and she didn’t know when he would be back. She couldn’t sleep well at night, and the symptoms of happiness were more serious.
, the originally fair and tender little face also turned sallow.
She slammed the table next to her so hard that the tea cup on it almost tipped over.
Liu Yue's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and her often fingernails, dyed the color of cardamom, were almost embedded in the wooden table.
She is not a fool. Why would she go to a one-bedroom apartment to talk about business?
But it would not be a wise move to get angry with Su Ji now.
Su Ji, who was drunk in the first-bedroom building, was still unaware of the situation at home. He sat in front of the window with his head propped up, looking away blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
I don’t know when the candlelight from the first floor lit up the entire building. I don’t know when a woman in a green shirt sat on the table in the center.
There was a small table in front of her, and a banjo on it.
She only wore a simple bun, and the rest of her long hair hung down her waist. A strand of hair was tied with a red silk thread and hung down on her chest.
Lowering her eyes slightly, she only saw her black eyelashes like butterfly wings, and her small nose left a small silhouette on her face.
Her clothes are slightly loose, and the green shirt outside is more like a man's clothes, elegant and refined.
The woman waited quietly for a moment, then stretched out her hand and placed it on the strings.
The sound of the piano was melodious and melodious, as sweet and sweet as a clear mountain stream, but then it became sad again.
Her red lips were slightly parted, and her clear and melodious voice immediately attracted Su Ji's attention.
"The jade mirror is born in the dust, the phoenix dowry dies with the fragrance. The lazy cicada's skillful combing of the temples, the light connection of the idle strands of clothes... I swear that the mountains and seas will always be there, like the sun and the moon without rest, but I am jealous and careless, jealous, Take away my love and banish me to the secluded palace... I can't find the old joy, and my dreams are hazy... Kong sighed and covered his sleeves, and hesitantly walked to the east of the building."
Su Ji was entranced for a moment, and in response to the poem, his mind was filled with the past with Yichun.
Could it be that she was in no mood to dress up as the poem said, and was crying all day long because of his indifference to her? All the grievances and sadness turned into jealousy and fierceness in his eyes.
Su Ji felt as if she was missing something in her heart. She felt as if a piece was missing somewhere in her heart, which she couldn't explain and couldn't heal.
He had never heard the poems sung by this woman, so he found it novel. When he looked over again, the woman had already walked slowly towards the door holding her piano.
Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, Su Ji became excited, pulled up her legs and rushed out the door, almost flying down the stairs and heading straight for the door.
He looked at that beautiful back and the words were on his lips.
"girl!"
But these words were not said by Su Ji, but by the guest sitting under the table on the first floor just now.
The two men were wearing coarse clothes and looked wretched, but they still imitated noble gentlemen and waved a folding fan in front of their chests, pretending to be gentlemen.
There were lewd smiles on their faces, and the lust in their eyes could hardly be concealed.
As soon as he came up, he wanted to touch the face of the woman just now. The woman had a small bun face. Although her face was not stunning, she was attractive. She lowered her eyes slightly and looked away in a panic.
Seeing her like this, the two prostitutes became interested. One of them grabbed her hand and tried to pull her towards him. The fat man showed his big yellow teeth when he smiled, and his whole body was greasy. The woman's whole body was resisting.
Su Ji couldn't stand this scene the most, so he immediately kicked the man to the ground. Seeing the man being kicked down, the other man's face was filled with anger, and he tried to beat the drunken Su Ji, just thinking that he was a A nosy drunkard.
But Su Ji was not as incompetent as he underestimated. He knocked him down with just one punch, grabbed the woman who was holding Qin tightly, and walked out.
The woman glanced at Su Ji worriedly and said, "Sir, you will be implicated by me..."
They were neither relatives nor friends, but they fought over her, a singing girl, just by chance. Su Ji didn't know what was wrong with her, to be so impulsive, like a teenage boy.
After walking out of the one-bedroom apartment, Su Ji noticed that she was holding the woman's hand tightly, and quickly let go of her hand to apologize to the woman.
"I'm sorry, girl, I'm in Menglang."
The woman, however, was holding Qin and standing with him in the corridor with her head lowered slightly, "It's okay. Young master helped Ruofu to save the siege. Ruofu is very grateful."
It turned out that her name was Ruofu. Su Ji thought about these two words in her heart, "Which words are they?"
Ruofu raised her head and looked at the sky. Her small chin was tightly connected to her tight neck, and the graceful curves made Su Ji couldn't help but take a second look.
"The sun is as bright as the morning glow, and it is as bright as the flowers blooming on the flood waves."
It turned out to be these two words. Su Ji whispered Ruofu's name in a low voice, but she didn't know that a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Miss Ruofu, I would like to ask you why you have never heard of the poem you just sang? Who wrote it?"
Su Yuanyuan gave this poem to Ruofu yesterday. Now that Su Ji asked about it, she repeated what Su Yuanyuan told her word for word.
"It tells the story of an emperor's concubine who was abandoned by the emperor because of the domineering jealousy of his beloved concubine. The empress and the emperor were once in love with each other. Because of the appearance of the beloved concubine, the emperor had to abandon her in order to protect her from the persecution of the beloved concubine.
Stay away from her. That’s why she wrote this poem to express her grievances and to regain the emperor’s favor.”
But since ancient times, in the heartless emperor's family, young and beautiful girls have been flooding into the palace like spring water. She is old and beautiful, and who will think of her?
However, the appearance of Yichun suddenly appeared in Su Ji's mind. Before leaving the cabinet, Yichun was as young and beautiful as Ruofu, but since Liu Yue appeared, her appearance has changed.
Jealous, mean, and careless, he has long since lost the trace of his former gentleness.
