The dusty house became quiet again, as if it had been so silent from the beginning. However, the sound of light rain came from outside, slightly breaking the tranquility. In fact, the sound of rain has always been there, but people just don't listen.
Just to see.
Wang Xuanji was leaning over an old cabinet. She was slowly turning around. Her movements were a bit laborious and she seemed to be unsteady on her feet. She was burying herself in front of Qin Liang, quietly arranging her appearance. Neither of them spoke.
Qin Liang had a look of guilt on his face, but he had already said his apology twice before, and it seemed very long-winded. What's more, if he just apologized and didn't intend to change his past, what's the use?
Wang Xuanji gently held back the wet black hair on her cheeks with the back of her fingers, glanced at Qin Liang, and said in a deep voice: "This is the last time, don't do this again. It's not good, what are you talking about?"
Qin Liang nodded vigorously. It was indeed unintentional last time. This time it was broad daylight and he didn't drink. There was really no excuse.
Wang Xuanji observed his ashamed expression and said: "The thing I'm most afraid of is being pregnant."
Qin Liang said: "It is indeed too impulsive. Sometimes, I really don't care about the consequences. What you said is absolutely true. That would be more serious."
Wang Xuanji sighed quietly and whispered: "I don't want to get pregnant like this, it will remind me of my mother, and I hate her behavior. She just relies on her belly and forces the Wang family to take her in, and the Wang family still despises her. She is so contemptuous and pitiful.
.I will never use this method to coerce you and ask you to do anything."
Qin Liang was a little surprised. This was the first time he heard an ancient person say this about his mother. However, the loyalty and filial piety of the Wei Dynasty had long since collapsed, so it seemed that it was okay to talk about it. Qin Liang remained as usual, just responding.
Make a non-committal sound, indicating that you are willing to listen to what the other party has to say.
Moreover, Wang Xuanji’s voice is very pleasant. Just listening to her voice is a pleasure in itself, and you don’t need to pay too much attention to the content. However, her words are often not very polite. What she says is mean and so on. Wang Lingjun will definitely not say it.
.
At this time, the expression on Qin Liang's face should be both guilty and a little worried. Wang Xuanji looked at his face and said: "Please don't always feel guilty and keep saying I'm sorry. I have never blamed anyone from the beginning to the end.
Qing, why don’t you believe me? I don’t want to see you unhappy because of these things, and I don’t want to see you feel uncomfortable. I really don’t care anymore.”
When Qin Liang heard what she said, she still cared about his feelings and thought about him when something happened. He suddenly felt pampered and felt warm in his heart. He looked at Wang Xuanji's face and said, "I believe it."
Wang Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You really didn't hurt me. I don't blame you for what you did to me. Why do you regret it all day long?"
Qin Liang blurted out and asked: "That day when I apologized and mentioned that incident, why were you so sad that you shed tears?"
Wang Xuanji glared at him fiercely and cursed in a deep voice: "You're so stupid!"
Qin Liang was wondering if he was really stupid. He felt that Wang Xuanji's words seemed a little more complicated than Wang Lingjun's. Wang Lingjun would hint, but he probably wouldn't be duplicitous, nor would he lie in front of Qin Liang.
And Qin Liang feels that he is a little abnormal. Why does he like to be scolded and stared at by others? Maybe it is just because Wang Xuanji’s phoenix eyes, even when she is angry, can make people feel beautiful. If another person treats Qin Liang like this
, he probably doesn’t like it.
Without waiting for Qin Liang's reply, Wang Xuanji urged: "Please leave quickly. I will tidy up for a while and then go straight out of the courtyard from the corridor."
Compared to Wang Lingjun's calm and graceful attitude, Wang Xuanji is indeed much quicker in speaking and doing things, and a little more impatient. Women are more unhappy with this, but fortunately Qin Liang never says it out loud, he just thinks about it in his heart.
Qin Liang had no choice but to bow and say goodbye, turned around and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but look back at Wang Xuanji. Wang Xuanji was silently collecting the dust that fell on the cabinets and tables with her hands, and then sprinkled it on
on the ground.
Following the way he came, Qin Liang walked to the fire-smoked wooden floor road opposite, and then walked for a while before pushing the door into the house and bolting the door again. If Wang Xuanji hadn't led him through this road, he would not have known it at all.
There is another world in the corner, and I don't even pay much attention to the existence of this door.
After staying in the bedroom for a while, Qin Liang held up the sleeves of his robe and smelled it himself. However, the smell was dull and distorted, because people will get olfactory fatigue if they smell the same smell all the time; and if others smell it all at once, they will be very tired.
It's easy to smell it, especially women.
Qin Liang felt a little guilty and wanted to change into a robe, but wouldn't the clothes he changed into be discovered by others? It was impossible for him to wash his clothes there by himself, it was too strange.
He paced back and forth in the room and suddenly realized that Wang Lingjun would never make trouble with him over this matter. The concept of women in ancient times was still very different from that of later generations. Qin Liang thought to himself: Wang Lingjun has not lied to him.
I wouldn't lie to her either.
Qin Liang was shameless and adjusted the mentality of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
Without changing his clothes, he walked out of the house and walked to the attic next door to the east. Wang Lingjun liked to stay in the attic when he was free. As expected, Qin Liang walked up the wooden stairs and saw Wang Lingjun reading, and the maids were quiet.
He stood nearby, looking boredly at the scenery outside the window.
Qin Liang could feel that Wang Lingjun's mood was getting better day by day recently, and he stopped copying Buddhist scriptures. He didn't want to cause Wang Lingjun any discomfort.
Sure enough, Wang Lingjun knelt down at the banquet and bowed to Qin Liang. After just one glance at him, she didn't know where to see the details. She immediately waved her hand and said, "You go down first."
The two maids bent down and said, "Here."
After waiting for a while, Wang Lingjun put down the slip in his hand and asked, "Where is my aunt?"
Qin Liang said: "Let's go."
Wang Lingjun leaned over and leaned his head over, and lightly smelled Qin Liang's robe. In this posture, the inner arc of her waist made her waist softer and more beautiful, and the silk material at the back of the skirt was also stretched. Qin Liang saw this.
In his eyes, his breathing rhythm suddenly became a little erratic. But with the two women going back and forth in his mind, he felt a little confused.
"Have you ever hugged her?" Wang Lingjun asked.
Qin Liang nodded and thought to himself: Not only did he hug her, but he also made her cry sadly several times. But Wang Lingjun always spoke with dignity in mind, so maybe saying he hugged her was just a euphemism.
As expected, Wang Lingjun then said: "I don't blame her for seducing her husband. Once she knows how good her husband is, it's easy to think about him often."
Qin Liang thought to himself: Are you praising me or scolding me? The main reason is that Wang Lingjun's way of speaking is usually very gentle. Sometimes it is not easy to distinguish between good and bad words.
But Wang Lingjun doesn't know much about this aspect, and she only refers to herself and others. In fact, the problem is not only due to the man. If the woman has some physical problems or is in poor health, then no one can move her heart. Just like a man, a woman
For an old man who is in poor health, no beautiful woman he sees has any effect.