Southerners

escape?Where are you going?

Song Zhi buried her face in the jade pillow, feeling ironic and ridiculous.

The torn wound from yesterday was still aching, which made Song Zhi feel disgusted with this body even more.

After all, he has no face to see his parents again.

How could such a high-minded person have such an unbearable son?

Outside the door, Meng Huan was telling the maidservant at the door: "Be careful, if he has any accidents, you are the only ones to ask."

Immediately came the maidservant's clear voice: "Yes, young master."

Song Zhi suddenly felt that he was not even a small restaurant, but Meng Huan's personal prostitute.

After all, the young lady is a person, not a pet.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi's heart was agitated, and Song Zhi coughed desperately again, until she was out of breath, and her face was flushed from coughing.

The maid outside heard the voice, hurriedly opened the door and came in, asking repeatedly: "What's wrong, sir?"

"Get out!" Song Zhi pointed at the door and shouted, coughing again.

The maidservants were at a loss, not knowing whom to listen to.

"Sir, you..."

"Get out!" Song Zhi took something casually and threw it at it, her chest heaved violently, her face was terribly cold.

Song Zhi was disheveled, and the maidservants didn't even dare to lift their eyes when they saw him getting angry, they answered "yes" a series of times, and rolled out.

After coughing for a long while, Song Zhi lay down on the bed and slapped the bed board hard, making a dull sound.

He bit his lip tightly, embarrassed by how powerless he was now.

However, when he lowered his eyes, he saw that when he threw something just now, he took out a jade pendant. Looking carefully, it was the Maitreya Buddha that Meng Huan gave him. Meng Huan returned it to him at some point and put it on the bedside.

Song Zhi panicked, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and went down to pick it up, but just as her feet touched the ground, she felt her legs go limp, and her body ached everywhere, and she fell to the ground immediately.

The fall touched the wound below her body again, Song Zhi's face turned pale from the pain, she snorted, took a breath, moved her body carefully, crawled over bit by bit, and insisted on picking up the jade pendant.

The distance between me and me seemed so insurmountable, Song Zhi's eyes gradually blurred.

What if it breaks?

With trembling hands, she finally took the jade pendant into her hands. Song Zhi's vision was blurred by tears and she couldn't see clearly, so she touched it carefully with her hands.

Song Zhi felt for a long time, but couldn't find the gap, and felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not broken, but soon found that there was a small crack in the corner.

The flawless jade pendant suddenly had a flaw.Song Zhi blinked, and the tears fell like broken beads.Trembling, he held the jade pendant in his palm and pressed it to his chest, feeling the joy of finding it again.

When he returned the jade pendant to Meng Huan that day, he was so irritated by Xiuniang's affairs that he was dizzy, and he returned it in a moment of excitement. In the end, he felt regretful, but he couldn't get it back.

Song Zhi sat on the ground for a while, calmed down a little, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and was about to go back to bed, but a maid suddenly found him sitting on the ground from the window, exclaimed, and immediately greeted the other maids, Let's push the door together and come in.

"What are you doing sir? It's cold on the ground, which is not conducive to your recovery."

Song Zhi pursed her lips, with tears still on her face, she raised her eyes and glanced at them.

The maidservants greeted Song Zhi to help him up, regardless of whether he agreed or not, they hurriedly carried him back to the bed.

"Sir, don't make things difficult for yourself," said one of the leading maids. "You are the one who suffers so much, after all."

Song Zhi just held onto the jade pendant tightly and ignored it.

The servant girl saw that Song Zhi was unwilling to speak, so she closed her mouth knowingly, took the others out together, and stood at the door, said: "Sir, take a good rest, the young master said, I will come to see you later."

Song Zhi turned around, facing the wall, but the maid was not angry, she closed her eyes and closed the door.

The jade pendant is warm and cool, and the carving is fine. When you touch it with your fingers, you can touch the lifelike Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha, laughing at everything in the world is ridiculous, then he is now considered a ridiculous person.

After that, Meng Huan would visit Song Zhi every day, and Song Zhi would not talk to him when he came.Meng Huan took the military book or official document and read it without saying a word, just sat aside, his eyes occasionally fell on the person on the bed.

At night, Meng Huan didn't come back to sleep, but mostly stayed in the study, and occasionally rested on the soft couch outside the bedroom for a night. After a few days, Meng Huan's energy was not as good as before, and his eyes were faintly tired.

But Song Zhi didn't know about it, and even if she knew, she wouldn't pay attention to it.

Song Zhi slept a lot every day, and Meng Huan forced him to take medicine, so he soon recovered from the cold he suffered.

At first Song Zhi refused to eat properly, but was threatened by Meng Huan and bullied several times, finally she was willing to eat obediently.

In May, one day, Meng Huan still took the book of war, and sat beside Song Zhi's bed to read it.

Song Zhi faced the wall, and refused to give him even half a look.

"Your Majesty came to court early this morning, exempting the Five Guards from conquering Japan."

Regarding the issue of conquest of the sun, there has never been an end to the dispute between the DPRK and China. Many ministers are not in favor of continuing the conquest of the sun, but His Majesty insists.A few days ago, a courtier wrote a letter asking for a delay in the matter of conquering the East. The ancestors are now old, and many things are inevitably beyond their control, so the Five Guards were dismissed this morning.

At first, when Meng Huan and Song Zhi said they wanted to go east, Song Zhi had a fight with him.

Song Zhi didn't know what Meng Huan was talking to him about, so she didn't say a word.

Meng Huan was a little helpless, put down his book, leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, Song Zhi immediately turned her head vigilantly, and looked up at him.

But Meng Huan didn't do anything, just said: "You don't like my Eastern Expedition, I have a hunch that this expedition may not be successful."

Dare to use this to please him.

Song Zhi lowered her eyes, and said the first words these days to Meng Huan, but it was sarcasm: "That is really a waste of General Meng's strong martial arts."

Meng Huan frowned slightly, looked at Song Zhi, and seemed to want to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't say it. After a long while, he said: "Xiu Niang... I have always sent someone to guard."

"It's just that she always wants to die. I can't help it. Do you want to persuade her?"

Meng Huan knew what Xiuniang meant to Song Zhi, so even though he brought her back, he didn't dare to take her lightly, for fear that Song Zhi would be in a hurry with him.

Song Zhi really cared about Xiuniang's affairs, and sat up in shock when she heard it:

"Where is Xiu Niang?"

Meng Huan said, "I live in the guest room in the west wing. I'll take you there."

Song Zhi's body froze, she looked at Meng Huan, and after a while, she smiled wryly and agreed, "Yes, young master."

Meng Huan thought it was because he was afraid that something would happen if he met Xiu Niang alone.On the other hand, Meng Huan brought him there so that Xiuniang could understand the situation.

It's just that Song Zhi called Master Meng Huan back.

Meng Huan felt a slight pain in his heart, and stretched out his hand to wrap around Song Zhi's waist. Song Zhi struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't break free, so she had to let him go, and asked bitterly, "What's the matter?"

Meng Huan: "Why don't you call me by my name?"

Song Zhi sneered, but said nothing.

Meng Huan suddenly hugged the man by the waist, Song Zhi suddenly lost weight, hurriedly grabbed Meng Huan's shoulders, and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

Meng Huan bowed his head and kissed his forehead, but Song Zhi avoided him, but Meng Huan was not annoyed and said, "Call me by my name, or I will take you to Xiuniang."

"You!" Song Zhi was furious, how could there be such a shameless person?

At the beginning, Song Zhi refused to bark.

Sure enough, Meng Huan walked out with someone in his arms, Song Zhi became anxious, and hurriedly shouted: "Zhengnan, don't..."

Meng Huan smiled: "Isn't it enough if you call earlier?"

Song Zhi was teased by him, almost gritted her teeth, unwilling to look at him again.

Meng Huan got his wish, so he put the man back on the bed, and changed Song Zhi's clothes himself. When Song Zhi was fully dressed, Meng Huan asked him, "Where is your jade pendant?"

Song Zhi raised her eyes: "I fell."

Meng Huan knew that Song Zhi was trying to anger him on purpose, so he didn't care, he supported his waist and asked, "Can I go?"

Song Zhi became angry from embarrassment, and slapped Meng Huan's hand away: "Yes."

Lying down for a few days, Song Zhi only felt that her footsteps were a little sloppy, her body was limp and weak, and it was May, and the sun was poisonous. Huan raised his hand to wipe it for him, but Song Zhi avoided it again.

When I got to the door, I heard a maid inside trying to persuade: "Xiu Niang, you should be quiet! You don't care about your own life, who else will care about it?"

Then came Xiuniang's voice: "Let me go!"

Song Zhi felt anxious and ran in hastily:

"Xiu Niang!"

After hearing Song Zhi's voice, Xiu Niang calmed down a little, and turned to look at Song Zhi.

"Master," Xiu Niang asked, "Did they do anything to you?"

Xiuniang knew Song Zhi's character, since she promised not to see Meng Huan, there was no way she would come back again, and Meng Huan must have brought him back.

Song Zhi's eyes turned hot. Up to now, Xiuniang's most concern is still his safety.

Song Zhi hurried forward, took Xiu Niang's hand, pushed her onto the chair, and said, "I'm fine, Xiu Niang."

Xiuniang touched Song Zhi's face and found that he was really well cared for, she felt a little relieved that Meng Huan treated Song Zhi well.

But Song Zhi saw that Xiuniang was not like that. Apart from the forehead injury that hit her that day, there were several more injuries on Xiuniang's body. It was presumably caused by her suicide attempts in the past few days. Song Zhi saw, His nose became sour, and he was almost in tears. He took Xiuniang's hand to persuade her.

Then she took a peek at Meng Huan, fearing that Xiu Niang might say something unpleasant and anger Meng Huan, Song Zhi asked, "Master, can you...let them all go down?"

Song Zhi was referring to those maids, of course.

Meng Huan asked back, "What did you call me?"

Song Zhi's expression was a bit embarrassed. In front of Xiuniang, he really couldn't cry out, but for the sake of Xiuniang's safety, he finally gave in, his lips trembled, and said: "Zhengnan..."

"...can you let them all go down?"

Meng Huan nodded with a smile and waved his hands: "You all go down."

The maids immediately took orders and left.

However, Xiu Niang was irritated, and just about to stand up, Song Zhi pushed her back.

"Master!" Xiu Niang stared at Meng Huan, she could tell that Song Zhi was being coerced.

"Xiuniang," Song Zhirou persuaded her, "Stop talking."

"Zhengnan said...you always want to die these few days." Song Zhi's eyes were slightly hot, and she held Xiuniang's hand and said, "Even if Xiuniang doesn't think about herself, she should also think about me. If you don't Now, Song Zhi has no relatives in this world."

These words just hit Xiuniang's pain point, and her eyes were red, but it was absolutely impossible for her to live in a Mongolian mansion.

Song Zhi persuaded again: "Xiu Niang, just take it for me, can you bear with me?"

Then she lowered her head and whispered something in Xiu Niang's ear. Xiu Niang didn't want to agree at first, but after hearing the whisper, she really agreed and stared at Meng Huan bitterly.

For Yu Xiuniang, Song Zhi was the only support for her to survive, and it was impossible for her not to listen to Song Zhi's reassurance. Besides, seeing the situation now, her young master was clearly forced by Meng Huan. Xiu Niang, who had always been strong, naturally I won't die like this.

After persuading Xiuniang, Meng Huan didn't give the two of them more time to spend together, so he took Song Zhi's hand and led her out. When he returned to the room, Meng Huan asked him in a low voice: "You told Xiuniang What?"

The corners of Song Zhi's lips curved slightly: "I said that I would take her away in the future and let her take good care of herself."

Meng Huan couldn't tell whether what Song Zhi said was true or not, his eyes were a little complicated, he just took Song Zhi's hand and held it tightly:

"I won't let you go."

That night, Meng Huan rarely went back to his room to sleep, but he didn't touch Song Zhi, but just hugged her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of Song Zhi's hair, stroking the slender skin under his hands body, asked him softly:

"I'll be your relative in the future, okay?"

Song Zhi refused, so he asked again, as stubborn as a child.

Song Zhi didn't agree anymore, so he put his hand into Song Zhi's underwear, and asked again: "Is it okay?"

Song Zhi stopped Meng Huan's hand vigilantly, but at the same time had no choice but to agree insincerely:

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

After writing 30 words, I finally began to abuse seriously. I am not a qualified stepmother, and I am guilty.

In the past few days, Kawen and Kade outline have collapsed, crying