Wen Luo heard the servants calling her Madam, saw her getting along happily with the children, and saw her being reverently kissed on the neck by a tall man.
He felt as if something had stung his heart.
In the past few years, Wen Luo quietly returned to Xiahe Village and learned that Zhizhi had married in Beijing.
Hearing that the other party was a self-made wealthy man, Wen Luo did not give up and continued looking for him.
After much difficulty, he finally found the Hu residence. The housekeeper named Yang told him that the lady had already left the Hu residence and he didn't know where she had gone.
Wen Luo wasn't sure whether the butler was lying to him.
He was frustrated in love and got drunk. Wen Xiang couldn't stand it and scolded him, waking him up.
Today he and Wen Xiang went to meet a friend, and when they passed by this place, they felt like hunting.
As a result, she was discovered unexpectedly again.
After finally waiting for her husband to leave, Wen Luoke couldn't help but step forward to ask.
He stammered for a while, then met Zhizhi's rather calm gaze and said softly,
"how is your day?"
Zhizhi glanced at him, thought for a moment, and answered,
"good."
Although Shen Jingzhi often annoyed her, he was very obedient at other times.
Wen Luo pulled the corner of his mouth, a gust of wind blew, and sand rushed into his eyes. He tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly what Zhizhi looked like at the moment.
At this time, a man walked up to him silently and bowed respectfully to the gloomy man.
"Sir Shen, I'm sorry my brother has offended your family. I will send him to the north and he will never return to the capital again."
Shen Jingzhi nodded with forced satisfaction, “Go away.”
Wen Luo felt that the sand could not be rubbed away no matter how hard he tried. He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but the blurred vision made it impossible for him to see the outside world.
He turned to look at his brother and pleaded,
"Brother, can you blow out my eyes for me? It seems like there's sand in them."
Wen Xiang looked at Wen Luo, who couldn't stop crying, and sighed inwardly.
"Let's go, stay away from her."
If he stayed in the capital, he would be killed by Shen Jingzhi sooner or later.
Wen Luo was unwilling. He tried hard to look back, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her. It was as if he had been searching for her for so many years but failed again and again. He was helpless.
The road had an end, and Wen Luo was still pulled onto the carriage. He lay on Wen Xiang's legs like a child, crying uncontrollably.
"Brother, I won't accept this, I won't accept this——!"
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Zhizhi met the Lu couple when her son was three years old.
Shen Jingzhi took them over.
Xiuniang gets along well with the three children, and Lu Dacheng dotes on the children just like Shen Jingzhi.
One day.
Xiuniang didn't intend to mention several families in Xiahe Village.
"Do you still remember your childhood friends? Madam Liu Er, who married the county magistrate, and Madam Xu San, who married the county lieutenant... They're both in prison and will be executed next year."
In the evening, Zhizhi looked at Shen Jingzhi, who was still handsome and elegant, and asked,
"You know everything?"
Um?
Shen Jingzhi looked at her doubtfully, then smiled and said,
"Madam, are you talking about what your mother-in-law told you this afternoon? I do know, Madam—"
He sighed deeply and said,
"You are still too soft-hearted."
What's the point of making them live a miserable life? Only by killing them can he vent his hatred.
"We should go to bed..."
Shen Jingzhi didn't want to talk about these dirty things in bed. What if it polluted Zhizhi's ears?
He can't bear to do it!
The hibiscus tent obscured the ambiguous chanting, and the hazy moonlight concealed the charming scenery in the room.
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