The young man rode forward, holding the whip in both hands, wearing bright clothes and angry horse, showing his heroic appearance.
But suddenly, a sharp blade stretched out and pierced his chest.
Blood burst out on his robe, and the young man's bright face suddenly lost color. He stretched out his hand with all his strength, but he could only cry out when he fell off the horse, "Sister Yuyao..."
The girl who was leaning on the Taishi chair woke up suddenly, but accidentally injured her injured leg, causing her to gasp in pain.
At this moment, the personal maid hurriedly came in and reported, "Girl, Young Master Fang has left, heading north."
The pain disappeared in an instant, replaced by confusion and helplessness.
The girl who has loved wearing goose-yellow skirts since childhood looked blankly to the north, and then she said, "Oh" after a long while.
A lot can change in three years.
The innocent and lively Wang Yuyao can be turned into a scheming villain, or the delicate boudoir lady can use any means to support a dilapidated family.
"Girl, you can obviously listen to Mr. Fufeng's arrangements, marry an ordinary and well-off family, and live a good life." The maid had also advised her.
But grandma didn’t want it, my grandfather didn’t want it, and my dead uncle didn’t want it.
The huge Sun family has a heavy burden on her, waiting for her marriage with the Fang family, and eager for her to revitalize the family.
She had already unknowingly stepped onto the windy rope. There were thorns in front of her, and thousands of troops behind her. She had to walk, but she had to get through it.
She still remembers that when she was young, she would tug on her mother's sleeve and ask, "Why can't it be Brother Ah Heng? Why should it be someone else?"
"Silly boy." The mother looked helpless, "Because the eldest son of the Fang family lost to the second eldest son, because he has no ability, because this is fate."
What a damn fate that is.
The promised marriage contract had changed, and it was up to her to force the young man to leave with her own hands.
Northern Xinjiang is far away and very cold. Will something happen? Will it bleed? Will it be frozen forever and never come back?
Wang Yuyao took a deep breath, as if to expel all the panic from her body along with the dirty gas.
In the evening, another maid came over to report, "Girl, the Fang family has sent news that your engagement with Mr. Fang remains as usual. Mr. Fang also sent men over, saying that he is at his mercy."
Wang Yuyao was startled.
This was a good thing, and what she longed for most after the fall of the Sun family, but there was no wave in her heart, but only a little bit of joy.
He is no longer here.
In the future, the sky will be high and the road will be far away, and the mountains will be high and the rivers will be long. They will have nothing to do with each other.
If you have any future, you will come back in a dignified manner. She, Wang Yuyao, will admit defeat.
If Jun didn't have the ability, it would be better to die in the far northern border than to be killed in front of her.
The goose-yellow girl suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes dimming with indifference.
As for the manpower sent by the Fang family...
She lowered her eyes slightly, falling on her broken legs, with jealousy and cruelty in her eyes.
In the hairpin courtyard.
Fang Heng's departure really made everyone feel depressed for a while. They couldn't even get interested in celebrating the Lantern Festival, so they just had to eat some Lantern Festival.
The brothers tried to think of ways to make Jiang Sheng happy every day, either by bringing delicious food or fun things, but the little girl was suddenly faced with separation and just couldn't get excited.
Wen Zhiyun wanted to check her pulse to see if something was wrong.
Seeing that January was about to pass, the little girl still had no smile on her face. Zhang Xianglian came to her with a bowl of egg drop soup out of distress and persuasion.
"Eat some, little Jiang Sheng." Aunt Zhang handed over the egg drop.
Jiang Sheng took it obediently, stirred it twice, and then put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Auntie, you're not hungry."
"Little Jiang Sheng, you want to eat." Aunt Zhang said with a serious expression, "I know you can't bear to let go of Fang Heng, but you forgot one thing. Fang Heng is your brother, and also the brother of Xiao Zhiyun and Xiao Changyan. He is also the younger brother of Ru Qian and Xiao Mo. You can be sad, and your brothers will be sad too, right?"
Jiang Sheng nodded blankly.
"My brothers were already sad because of Fang Heng's departure, and now they have to worry about you, so they will be even more sad, right?" Aunt Zhang explained gently, "Little Jiang Sheng is a good boy and will not bear to let his brother We are worried, right?”
Little Jiang Sheng nodded, her big watery eyes filled with self-blame. She picked up the egg drop soup and drank it all in one gulp, and assured obediently, "Auntie is right, it's Jiang Sheng's fault. Let auntie let her go these days." My brothers and I are worried, Jiang Sheng shouldn't make you worry, you will eat well and live happily in the future."
The little girl raised her lips and smiled brightly.
When it fell into Zhang Xianglian's eyes, her nose felt sore and she almost burst into tears.
She suddenly felt that she was a bit bad. She shouldn't persuade Xiao Jiang Sheng like this, and she shouldn't force her to be happy.
But she really couldn't bear to see the laughter and laughter in the hairpin flower courtyard filled with loneliness. These children should be happy and positive every day.
"Auntie, don't feel guilty. You are right. It was Jiang Sheng who thought wrong during this period. He should not have affected everyone because of his emotions." Jiang Sheng comforted Zhang Xianglian in turn, "Auntie, you did the right thing. Jiang Sheng still I have to thank my aunt."
How could there be such a well-behaved child?
Zhang Xianglian could no longer control herself, covered her face, and left sobbing.
Just as Zheng Ruqian came in from outside, he passed Aunt Zhang's figure and was really stunned, "Jiang Sheng, did you quarrel with Aunt Zhang?"
Little Jiang Sheng sniffed, raised his head, and showed a bright smile, "Second brother is talking nonsense, Jiang Sheng will not quarrel with aunt. It was Jiang Sheng who drank the egg drop soup in one go, and aunt was happy."
"Can you be so happy that you cry after drinking the egg drop soup in one go?" Zheng Ruqian scratched his head, feeling unbelievable.
Then he thought about it, Jiang Sheng had lost his appetite for a long time, and it was rare for him to drink the whole bowl in one go. His aunt might be happy about this, and he thought it made sense. He bared his big teeth and followed suit, "You like to drink egg drop soup, I Go and serve it to you."
During dinner, Jiang Sheng not only happily communicated with his brothers, but also ate two more steamed buns.
From Zheng Ruqian to Xu Mo and then to Wen Zhiyun, everyone breathed a sigh of relief unnoticeably.
"Come on, come on, eat more." Zheng Ruqian took another steamed bun and placed it in front of Jiang Sheng. "It's stuffed with pickles and pork. This pickles was brought back by your second brother himself. Eat more, eat more."
Jiang Sheng burped, which had a strong smell of steamed buns. She quickly covered it with her hands, revealing only her big watery eyes, which turned in embarrassment.
Xu Mo grabbed it angrily and put it in front of Chang Yan, "My sister is full. Don't force it. Be careful to accumulate food."
The same long feast, "..."
Wen Zhiyun held Xiaowu's hand very considerately and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, Xiaowu, I have prepared some medicine for digestion."
Might as well not deserve it.
Dinner is over.
Zheng Ruqian glanced at Jiang Sheng several times to make sure that the little girl was really thinking about it. He decided to announce something, "I may have to leave in the next few days."
