When he really settled down, moved all his belongings in, and regarded this place as his home, countless scenes emerged in his mind, and there was even a scene of growing old together with this woman.
He laughed himself, how could this be possible?
Such a wealthy woman must have an extraordinary status. How could he just imagine her casually?
Perhaps, knowing too much could lead to death.
Now, at his age, he has become a supported man, which is also an interesting life.
After more than half a month passed like this, the woman suddenly asked him: "Aren't you curious about who I am?"
"curious."
"Then you don't ask?"
"Would you tell me if I asked?"
"Won't."
"Then why ask?"
When the two of them talked, you said something to each other, testing each other, but both responded.
The woman smiled.
"You didn't follow me either? Are you really just a... patron to me?"
"It's just a woman." Mu Zhaozhong hugged the woman in his arms tighter, "I don't want to know too much, because I'm afraid that I will lose you if I know too much. Although our time is not long, I I feel so warm and grounded, the happiest time in my life. I just want this time to last longer.”
After hearing this, the woman didn't say anything. She stood up, put on her clothes and left.
Mu Zhaozhong did not stop or pursue him.
In fact, this is also the routine of their industry. Asking too many questions will only cause resentment.
Back then, the master who taught him how to start the industry said: "Men and women are the same. The more you don't ask, the more she wants to say. If you leave her some space and time, she will miss you more deeply."
When Mu Zhaozhong was young, he thought this method was a good idea, but now he feels that don't ask, don't tell, is probably a very good thing. What's the use of knowing so much?
After a night of pleasure, just leave some warmth.
What's more, the woman's clothes are obviously made of extremely expensive fabrics, and even dignitaries may not be able to afford them. And the ambergris scent on her body can only be found in the royal family.
So, who is she?
A member of the royal family? Is it a princess? Or, whose wife is it?
Mu Zhaozhong didn't dare to think deeply, and he didn't want to know too much.
Because he is also afraid.
However, after she left, she disappeared for two months without any news.
In the beginning, Mu Zhaozhong was just planting flowers and grass in the yard of the mansion and practicing martial arts, and time passed quickly. But half a month passed, a month passed, and the woman did not come.
She gave Mu Zhaozhong a lot of money, which was enough for three to five years' expenses.
But, where is she?
By the second month, Mu Zhaozhong finally lost his composure and entered Luoyang City.
However, he didn't want to go back to the Red Mansion, so he just wandered around the street casually.
At noon, we went to Mingyue Tower for dinner.
There are not many diners in Mingyue Tower. After all, the food here is still very expensive.
He had a glass of wine, ordered two vegetarian dishes, and then looked blankly in the direction of the palace.
I heard someone talking in the box, several men chatting:
"How did I hear that that idiot emperor beat the queen? Now there is something exciting to watch."
"As I said, you haven't seen any carriages coming or going from the back door of the palace recently. Queen Jia has finally been quiet for a few days."
"Is she really looking for a wild man out there?"
"Not only that, but he also brought him into the palace. Don't you know? Even the young master of Mingyue Tower has been there before..."
"Hey, why is this like this! It's so unruly."
"So what? This emperor is a big fool. What do you want from the queen?"
"Then she is also a queen!"
"Hey, you have the power, what can't you do? Just wait and see, Queen Jia and her family are going to cause trouble again. Maybe the Beijun Mansion will have a new person."
"Hasn't Beijun Mansion always been from their family? I heard that those military guards are all cousins of Empress Jia."
"Forget it, these things are beyond your control. Let's have a drink and a meal. Anyway, let the powerful people make trouble in the affairs of the world."
"...Drink and drink."
Mu Zhaozhong squeezed the wine glass in his hand and suddenly felt a little panicked.
When I returned home in the evening, I saw the yard was brightly lit and the main hall was filled with wine and food.
It's like a warm home, waiting for its owner to come home for dinner.
When Mu Zhaozhong opened the door, he saw the woman looking at him with a smile and asked: "Where have you been today? Why are you back so late?"
"Went to Mingyue Tower for a drink." Mu Zhaozhong took off his shirt, and the woman actually took it, folded it for him, and put it aside.
"Alone? Or with friends?"
"A person." Mu Zhaozhong looked at the woman's face. She had lost a lot of weight, her complexion was sallow, and her hair was actually a lot thinner. The sparkle that was still there in his eyes has now dimmed a lot, as if he has aged ten years. "If you didn't come, I wanted to look for you, but I didn't know where to look for you. Moreover, I discovered that I didn't even know your name... I was panicked... I missed you very much."
He reached out his hand, but didn't dare to hug her.
"Look at this little appearance. Are you wronged? Come on, sister, give me a hug." The woman teased and stretched out her hand.
The two just hugged each other.
At first, Mu Zhaozhong was a little timid and just hugged her weakly.
But he found that this woman had lost a lot of weight, and he couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so he held her tightly in his arms.
"Maybe I can ask your name?"
The woman in her arms visibly trembled, and suddenly she started sobbing louder and louder, unable to control herself.
Mu Zhaozhong hugged her tighter, kissed the ends of her hair, and said softly: "Cry, this is your home. I am here and will always be here, with you."
This cry was really dark.
It took more than half an hour to wait for her to calm down, but the food on the table was already cold.
"I'll go and heat it up." Mu Zhaozhong asked the woman to sit down and planned to take a few dishes to the kitchen first.
"Why didn't you buy some slaves and servants?" There was a hint of crying in the woman's voice.
"I live here alone, and I don't have much to do on weekdays, and I don't eat much...so it's fun to clean up on weekdays."
"Aren't you bored?"
"It's not boring, it's very clean." Mu Zhaozhong laughed, "You also know what I did before. Every day there was feasting, feasting, string and bamboo music, it was really noisy. Now, I get up early every morning, Pick up a big broom and sweep the yard, water the flowers and weeds, and then practice kung fu, sweating all over, and feeling good. You... you can also try it."
"You can call me Nanfeng." The woman looked at him and suddenly said, "My surname is Jia."
(End of chapter)
