"Ah Yi, flower petals."
Huo Shuwen even locked the main room door when he went out, and He Yi heard the sound of the lock being opened.
The woman turned around and took the flower petals. The bloodstains on her fair collarbone were still wet. Dried bloodstains are really hard to wash off; she would probably have to scrub them thoroughly with soap.
When the man saw the bloodstains on her collarbone, his breathing became unsteady, and he had no desire for intimacy. His self-reproach had reached its peak.
It's his fault; he made his wife suffer.
"Brother Wen?" He Yi called out.
"Ah Yi"
Huo Shuwen pulled the woman into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and began to cry.
"It's my fault. I didn't protect you well enough, and you suffered so much."
He Yi was a little confused. Why was he crying again? Hadn't she just comforted him? Then she heard the man continue...
"I couldn't protect you when we were in the capital. You were bullied by your elder sister every day, and sometimes you were even pushed into the water by servants. It's all my fault..."
Listening to the man's incoherent words, the woman began to understand slightly.
How can there be such a fool in the world?
Her elder sister did often come to humiliate her, but it was just for the sake of venting her anger. After so many years, it had long since become insignificant to her.
Falling into the water was a deliberate act to impress the mistress; He Yi had to be chronically ill so she couldn't leave the mansion.
Rather than let the mistress make her sick, she pretended to be sick herself and took good care of herself.
I guess Wen Ge felt sorry for her back then, which is why he told her about the outside world every night.
He Yi was very happy, truly, genuinely happy from the bottom of her heart.
She lifted the man's chin and said...
"Brother Wen is great, he's great everywhere."
After saying that, he kissed her on the lips.
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