Chapter 11 The master's farmhand carried away the concubine brought for good luck.
He never forgot Aunt Song after that one meeting.
It was also because his body had always been uncooperative that he was unable to consummate his marriage.
"Is there no other way?"
"Master!" Madam Jia's voice rose a little, not expecting that her husband still cared about her.
"This is a very important matter. If you really like him, sir, we can pick out two more suitable women for you once you recover."
Jia Chenghua looked over and, seeing how reluctant his father was to part with her, guessed she was a beauty.
He closed the fan, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
"That bitch!" Song Jiao gritted her teeth.
Ji Huaizhi: "Don't be angry. I've already taught him a lesson, and I won't let him have a good ending."
Song Jiao looked at him: "Are you helping me get revenge?"
Ji Huaizhi nodded.
Song Jiao's restlessness and resentment subsided somewhat.
"My legs are numb, I want to go back."
Ji Huaizhi put his arm around her shoulders, picked her up, and carried her back.
Song Jiao was so frightened that she clenched her teeth to keep from making a sound.
She was terrified.
Without saying a word, he just picked her up.
After flying back, Baozhu had already returned.
They couldn't find Aunt Song and Ji Huaizhi inside the house. When they came out, they saw Ji Huaizhi carrying Aunt Song as they fell from the sky.
It even went around in a circle.
Petals from the trees in the courtyard fell on their shoulders, and in the square courtyard, light and shadow shone on them.
It was as if only the two of them remained in the world.
The way Aunt Song looked at Engineer Ji seemed to be telling her endless secrets.
Ji Huaizhi: "Is your foot still numb?"
Song Jiao jumped down in a panic, but almost twisted her ankle.
Ji Huaizhi put his arm around her waist again, picked her up, and carried her back to the room.
Baozhu blinked, turned around, and quickly followed.
"You can go now. Baozhu can stay here."
Ji Huaizhi gave a soft "hmm".
Song Jiao was somewhat unhappy to see his expressionless face.
It seems like she's the only one whose mind is in turmoil.
"Aunt Song, where did you all go? Why did you fly down?"
Song Jiao sat on the bed, hugging her knees: "He took me out for a walk."
"He knows kung fu."
Baozhu wasn't curious about Ji Gong's light-footed skills, but instead talked about other things:
"Then why did he carry you back?"
"And I always feel like something's off about you guys?"
Song Jiao looked at her expectantly: "What's wrong?"
Baozhu couldn't explain it either.
"I don't know either, it just feels a bit off." After hesitating for a moment, Baozhu spoke again:
“Aunt Song, I think you and Engineer Ji are getting too close.”
"Why don't we transfer him to another place? Otherwise, people might misunderstand and it would damage your reputation."
Song Jiao was unwilling.
“Just now when he took me out, I heard them saying they were going to burn me alive,” Song Jiao said, looking into Baozhu’s eyes.
Baozhu's pupils contracted: "Why?"
Song Jiao: "You call me a demon, Baozhu, you won't betray me, right?"
Baozhu grasped Aunt Song's hand: "Aunt Song, I don't want to, but I'm scared too."
Yes, she's still a 16-year-old girl.
Why tell her all this?
"Aunt Song, let Ji Gong help you escape and leave this place. Doesn't he know kung fu?"
Song Jiao: "Then what will you all do? If I leave, everyone in this courtyard will suffer, especially you."
Baozhu: "But I don't want you to die."
"Go prepare for tonight..." Song Jiao whispered a few words in Baozhu's ear.
A look of doubt and surprise flashed in Baozhu's eyes.
However, she still listened to Aunt Song's advice.
Song Jiao also wanted to test the waters; if so, she wanted Ji Huaizhi to take her away.
She's not stupid.
From the moment Ji Huaizhi came to this courtyard for the birds, she could sense that he didn't treat her like a master.
But he felt differently about himself.
After leaving his father's courtyard, Jia Chenghua asked curiously, "Just who is this Aunt Song?"
"I've never heard anyone say that."
The pear blossom behind her looked up and said, "This servant has seen you before."
"Oh?" Jia Chenghua closed his fan. "What does she look like?"
"Like a celestial being."
Pear Blossom said earnestly, "This servant has never seen such a beautiful woman."
Such beauty is rare in this world.
Jia Chenghua frowned: "If it's really as you say, why haven't we heard anyone in the manor say anything like that?"
Pear Blossom stepped forward and followed the young master: "That's because Aunt Song never leaves the courtyard. I heard that even when the master and madam invited her before, they couldn't get her to come out."
"I saw it by chance."
"I was completely stunned."
Jia Chenghua also became interested: "In that case, I want to see if this beauty is really as you say."
Pear Blossom innocently said, "When have I ever lied to you?"
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at night.
Baozhu led Ji Huaizhi to the door: "Go in, I'll keep watch outside."
Ji Huaizhi: "What did Aunt Song not say?"
"You'll see when you go in." Baozhu felt guilty: "Shouldn't we servants just obey our masters?"
After saying that, he jogged to the gate of the yard.
Ji Huaizhi looked at the tightly closed door, reached out and pushed it open, then froze.
This scene.....
After pushing open the door, Song Jiao was dressed in crimson and had lipstick on her lips.
He propped his head up with one hand and fiddled with a wine glass.
It made that already stunning face even more alluring.
"You've arrived?"
At this point, Ji Huaizhi was no fool.
He slowly stepped forward, exuding an aggressive aura.
He gradually entered Song Jiao's heart.
"Song Niang".
Song Jiao was stunned: "What did you call me?"
After meeting his gaze, Song Jiao didn't know how to start the conversation.
She seems to have used a bit too much force.
It is only when you are in front of someone you admire that you feel the urge to dress up and groom yourself.
But at this moment, Song Jiao felt a strong urge to escape.
Ji Huaizhi didn't give her a chance and grabbed her slender wrist directly.
With his other hand, he snatched the wine glass from her hand.
He tilted his head back and swallowed the rest of the wine in his glass.
Her Adam's apple bobbed; Song Jiao seemed a little thirsty as well.
"Ji Huaizhi, take me away."
Song Jiao's original intention was to first express her feelings.
But at this moment, all the words she wanted to say were simply to ask him to take her away.
"I am just a farmer, and now I am an insignificant farmhand in the Jia family."
“If I take you away, there will be no turning back.”
"From now on, you can only come back to the countryside with me and live a life of farming."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao let go of his hand and poured herself a glass of wine.
He swallowed it with his eyes closed.
“I don’t care. Life in the Jia family is not what I want. I don’t want to be that old, immortal concubine. I want to be with one person for life, even if it’s just living a life of farming and weaving in the countryside.”
Ji Huaizhi pressed down on her head and deepened the kiss.
The aroma of wine filled the air, and both of them were somewhat drunk.
"Ji Huaizhi, what if I don't look for you and don't want to go with you?"
Ji Huaizhi moved closer, and the two were extremely close.
The oppressive atmosphere made it hard for Song Jiao to breathe.
In a panic, he knocked over the wine glass on the table.
Startled, Baozhu turned around and asked, "Are they arguing? Why are they throwing things?"
"If it weren't for this drink today, I was prepared to take you away directly."
Upon hearing her words, Song Jiao stopped avoiding him and moved even closer.
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