Chapter 9 The wine-warming girl is so pitiful!
Qingliang Pavilion.
The Fourth Master entered the yard with a majestic carriage and a powerful sword.
He was wearing casual clothes, and because he walked too fast, the hem of his clothes moved in the wind, just as he said he was coming with great momentum.
The door to the main room of Qingliang Pavilion was closed tightly, and the Fourth Master narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes coldly.
What a good wine warmer. Do you think you will be fine if you avoid him?
He walked forward quickly, and before he could kick the door open, he heard a woman in the room ask in a trembling voice:
"Hawthorn, will you hate me?"
The Fourth Master paused, frowned, and listened carefully.
The woman in the room smiled bitterly: "Even if you don't say it, I know it must be annoying.
I am not very old, but I have experienced the pain of falling in love with someone.
My Lord, I’m afraid that soon we won’t see each other again…”
The Fourth Master stopped Su Peisheng who wanted to come forward, and stood motionless in the corridor with his hands behind his back. Obviously, he wanted to continue listening.
"When I first met him, he was still talking incoherently." The woman's voice came from inside the room again, with a hint of bitterness.
"When there were thunder and lightning, he was always too scared to sleep, but he didn't want anyone to know, so he insisted on not having anyone keep watch.
I sneaked in to stay with him, and then sneaked out after he fell asleep."
"That year, he was ten years old and I was eight."
"Sister, how are you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll go get a doctor for you." Another anxious voice was heard. It must be the one named Shanzha.
"No, I don't have much time left, I want to talk to you..."
"Later, he grew into a teenager, half a head taller than me.
My aunt said that she was going to choose a wife for him."
"I was both happy and nervous, and gradually I began to have some outrageous thoughts."
"I want to be his wife..."
"However, this idea was quickly killed. With my status, I couldn't even participate in the talent show."
Hearing this, Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but look at the Fourth Master.
Seeing that the Fourth Master's brows were furrowed, he also felt worried for Wen Jiu.
This is extremely treasonous.
But he also felt very uncomfortable.
As a servant, he understood Wen Jiu's words and even felt the same way.
In the Forbidden City, they are slaves who are not human beings. Their life and death are determined by their masters. Who would care about the love, hate and grudges in their hearts?
If we talk about affection, Miss Wenjiu was the one who first touched the master.
However, in front of Fu Jin, she was still a slave.
It was just because, during the selection, the Emperor pointed casually and said, "Fu Jin is Fu Jin."
Affection is nothing compared to status and power.
Su Peisheng thought of his previous misunderstanding about Wenjiu, and his nose felt a little sour. They are all miserable people.
Inside the room, the woman's indifferent voice was heard again: "Later, Concubine De said that she had arranged a marriage for the Fourth Master, and she also showed me the portrait of that woman."
"She was an outstanding woman, born into a prominent family. Her father was a renowned general, and her mother was of royal descent.
She is the only daughter in the family, raised with immense love and care, beautiful and dignified, and is the perfect match for the Fourth Master."
“Not long after, they got married.
On the wedding night, the entire house was covered with red silk.
I was guarding in the corridor.
Watch the sky change from light to dark, and then from dark to light.
That year, he was thirteen and I was eleven."
Su Peisheng outside was crying so hard that his nose was running. He wiped it with his sleeve, and with red eyes he looked into the house and almost fell on the door.
The Fourth Master's forehead veins throbbed when Su Peisheng looked at him as if he were a heartless man. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Su Peisheng's collar and pulled him to the back.
The Fourth Master was upset and wanted to kick the door open several times, but he held back.
There are many people who like me, so is this the reason why she dares to climb into bed?
No, this woman not only climbed into bed, she was also so bold as to drug herself!
He even dared to pour cold water on him, use violence against him, and knock him unconscious!
This is intolerable!
At that moment, he glanced at Su Peisheng, who was still blowing his nose, with his cold eyes.
It’s all this stupid slave’s fault. Why is he crying?
I almost got bewitched!
I made up my mind to kick the door open, and then I heard the trembling voice of the woman in the room say, "Later, I did something that I was ashamed of. I climbed into bed and even used drugs." Her voice was choked, as if she was crying.
The Fourth Master was inexplicably stunned.
Then I heard Shanzha say, "Sister, before you climbed into my bed, you were the respected head maid in our mansion. Now you don't even have a status. Everyone who sees us will laugh at us. Why do we do this?"
"Why bother?" The woman laughed softly. "What's the point? I just wanted to indulge myself for once. It's just an ending to my ten-year obsession."
"In the end, I just couldn't bear it anymore."
"If you don't like me, how can I force you?"
“Hawthorn, the doctor said I have a terminal illness and it can’t be cured. I may not live beyond next year.
To prove my innocence, I knocked him out.
I shouldn't be sad if a powerful woman I slept with died, right?
That’s good.”
"This year, he is twenty years old, and I am eighteen years old."
Wenjiu felt his heart burning and extremely uncomfortable, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, the tears even blurring the picture.
It's a weird feeling to have someone else's memories.
Those emotions seem to be deeply engraved in my heart.
For another quarter of an hour, Wenjiu even felt that she was really in love with a man.
"Sister, I don't know when you got sick. How could this happen?" Shanzha cried with tears in her eyes. "Wait, I'll find a doctor for you..."
Wen Jiu pulled her back: "No need, I've already asked someone to check it out..."
"Wow..." Security guard Su Peisheng covered his mouth desperately and sobbed.
I didn’t expect that my sister, so young, would get an incurable disease.
The bad things she did in the past were really just to make everyone stop missing her!
"Master, how about I call the imperial physician? Miss Wenjiu is so pitiful."
The Fourth Master, who had originally been determined, was now a little shaken.
This Wenjiu has had impure intentions since he came to me!
When I think about it carefully, her appearance as a child has become blurry.
He only remembered that she often told her mother about her affairs, which was annoying.
She stayed in the front yard and was jealous of the maids all day long, which was very annoying. What's more, she was sent by my mother, so it was difficult to deal with her.
Now, what I remember most is the dead woman's white and tender claws as she touched me all over!
Also, he was still feeling a little pain somewhere from her kick!
The Fourth Master originally wanted to kill the man, but at this moment, he didn't know whether to go in...
He had never listened to a woman's thoughts, nor had he ever been loved so intensely by someone. This feeling... was so strange.
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