Tong Xiaoye responded dreamily, "It's just a name, I am me, do you hate the name or me? Xuan Jinmo, you are really not unreasonable, but you can rest assured, I, Tong Xiaoye, said
If I can't love you for the rest of my life, I will definitely forget you for the rest of my life."
Xuan Jinmo looked at Tong Xiaoye who was already asleep in astonishment. She murmured, with a touch of sadness on her face, feeling helpless but unwilling to let go.
In the early morning, Tong Xiaoye found herself lying on the bed, not in the third place where she had rested before, but in the middle of the bed, covered with a thick quilt, and the room was very warm with a strong fire.
"Madam, you're awake." Junuzi's respectful voice sounded, "Your face looks much better."
Tong Xiaoye frowned and turned her head slightly to look beside her. The other quilt was still neatly folded. She vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have been here last night.
"The master left early in the morning. He did not rest here, but he stayed with the madam." Junzi said softly, "When the slave came over, the master happened to be out. He asked the slave to serve the madam well and not to make the madam unhappy."
Tong Xiaoye sighed, this person is really attentive and considerate, and he works hard in front of outsiders.
"I want to get up." Tong Xiaoye thought for a moment, "Is my sister-in-law up?"
Junzi shook her head and said softly: "I heard that the master picked her up last night and ordered someone to take care of her. To put it bluntly, she is under house arrest. She is not allowed to step out of the room. She is served by Miss Ah Hui from Tong Mansion."
I got up, freshened up, and had breakfast. In fact, I still had no appetite. I only drank half a bowl of hot gruel. I had a mouthful of steamed buns in my mouth for a long time and I didn’t want to swallow it. I spit it out in the end, but I felt much better. “I’m going to go.”
Look at sister-in-law."
Junzi hesitated for a moment and then said softly: "The master told the slave before he left that what the lady wants to do must be reported to the master first before he can decide whether he can agree to it."
Tong Xiaoye frowned and said stiffly: "Are you my slave or Xuan Jinmo's slave? Why should I listen to his arrangements in whatever I do? Where is he now?"
"I have something to do with the government." Junzi shivered with fright, remembering the incident of being knocked unconscious.
"Do I have to agree to whatever I do now?! Okay, you go report him now and ask him if I can go see my sister-in-law now?" Tong Xiaoye said angrily, "Now, immediately, immediately
, go ask him!”
Junzi was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He hesitated and stayed there.
"Go!" Tong Xiaoye raised her voice.
Nunzi's mind went blank, and she subconsciously turned around and went out. She stood in the cold air outside for a long time, not sure which direction to take next, with a look of helplessness on her face.
"Why are you dazed? I'm still waiting for his decision." Tong Xiaoye said loudly in the room.
Junzi hung her head and walked out helplessly, thinking that if she ran to the master's palace and asked, "Master, Madam wants to see her sister-in-law, is it okay?" It sounded really strange.
She should agree, after all, one is the master's sister and the other is the master's wife, but - she'd better ask.
Xuan Jinmo was dealing with a case in the hall, and Juanzi could only sit in the carriage and wait. Fortunately, the distance was not too far, and the carriage ride only took half an hour. Fortunately, her uncle was the housekeeper of the house, so this time she
You can take a horse-drawn carriage.
By the time the case was over, it was already noon. Xuan Jinmo rubbed his aching temples and was about to take a rest when a confidant came in and said, "Master, Madam's slave is here."
Xuan Jinmo was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and said, "Let her come in."
Junzi followed this confidant into the hall where the crowd had just dispersed, and came to the back. In fact, Xuan Jinmo rarely handled cases in this way. His methods were more pungent and vicious than others, and he would usually end things on the spot.
"What's the matter?" Xuan Jinmo looked at Junzi kneeling on the ground, somewhat strangely.
Junzi whispered: "Madam asked your servant to come over and ask if you can go visit the lady?"
Xuan Jinmo said without blinking: "No!"
Juanzi immediately responded softly, got up and sat down in the carriage to return to Xuan Mansion. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her hands were clenched tightly, and she felt a vague pain from the nails pricking her.
Almost at the same time, Xuan Jinmo, who had followed Junzi back home, appeared in front of the courtyard where Tong Xiaoye lived at the same time.
Tong Xiaoye is building a snowman, alone, dressed in red, happily playing with the snow in the snow-white courtyard. It seems that there is nothing to worry about in this world. Although there is no laughter, the light movements make the onlookers laugh.
Wholeheartedly envious.
"I'm in a good mood." Xuan Jinmo's faint voice sounded at the door.
Kinuko took a few steps back knowingly, then turned around and left gently. She was not too stupid, and knew that her presence at this time was quite unnecessary.
Tong Xiaoye didn't seem surprised that Xuan Jinmo would appear here at this time. She didn't look back and continued to build her snowman. Her black hair was casually tied on her head with a hosta, and she was wrapped in red clothes.
Many bodies.
"I heard from your slave that you want to see Jin Yan?" Xuan Jinmo asked calmly.
"Yes." Tong Xiaoye answered without turning his head, his voice was quite pleasant, but the following words made Xuan Jinmo almost think that he had heard wrong, "However, it looks like what I guessed, you won't answer, because
The injury on her wrist has not healed yet, and my brother cares less about her. So, I am celebrating that my brother has finally won a little bit, and he no longer has to suffer as much as before. At least, he has a little less pain. This
It’s a good start and worth celebrating.”
Xuan Jinyan was silent for a long time without answering a word. Her voice was so bright, but she said such words that made him uncomfortable. She was actually celebrating because Xuan Jinyan was unhappy!?
"You really hope that Jin Yan will be unhappy?" Xuan Jinmo's voice became cold.
"I really hope my brother is happy." Tong Xiaoye's voice also became cold.
The two were in a stalemate in the courtyard. Xuan Jinmo kept standing and staring at Tong Xiaoye, while Tong Xiaoye kept concentrating on the snowman on the ground, which gradually took shape. It was a laughing snowman with a round head and a round body.
Round shape.
"Come here!" Xuan Jinmo shouted in a low voice, and then said to the slave kneeling behind him without looking back, "Bake this snowman!"
The slave thought for a moment that he heard wrongly, but he still responded habitually, "Yes!"
Xuan Jin silently waited for Tong Xiaoye to get angry, but he heard a clear voice saying: "You don't have to go out to find it, there is a stove in the room, just get a few pieces of firewood."
Xuan Jinmo's only feeling was that he really thought he heard wrong.