137 Let me hug you

Style: Fantasy Author: jade pillow book sleepWords: 2201Update Time: 24/01/13 13:27:59
Ji Shu stepped forward, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Let grandma waste your time, drink some water and take it easy."

"I should have had a good chat with your parents a long time ago."

Mrs. Ji took the tea, led Ji Shu to sit down next to her, patted her leg, and said with a smile:

"You are much better than grandma thought."

"It's nothing serious. I don't want to compromise, and I don't want to embarrass my parents. I'm just trying to show off my tricks."

"Don't blame them. It's not that they don't love you, it's just that the world is difficult and people's words are scary."

Mrs. Ji took a sip of water and added: "But since it is the Emperor who speaks, you and Empress Li can have an easier time. At this point, the most important thing is to consider the future, rather than sticking to the past. Your parents are surrounded by you." If your uncle's family is instigating trouble with other members of the clan, I will teach you a lesson. Just live your life well."

"I don't want to make the Ji family house uneasy because of me."

Ji Shu stood up and half knelt down, "So please grandma take back the cards and account book."

Mrs. Ji was so worried that she pulled her up and said, "Why! You handled the general affairs so well for the first time in the Ji Mansion. Grandma heard that everyone in the house is very convinced of you. This is a good time for you to establish your authority." , as long as you have a firm footing, you won’t have to worry about it in the future.”

Ji Shu was very touched that her grandmother was really thinking about her, but she knew that if she didn't let her parents make up their own minds and leave those side clans behind, sooner or later she would become a big villain in this house. To understand, she didn't want to.

"Grandma knows that I have an independent temper and can't tolerate any criticism. The matter of the account books has already made my fourth uncle's family and the clan quite complain. I don't care because I'm afraid that it will be difficult for my parents and grandmother. I think I have already beaten them. , they will not dare to do it again in the future, in order to ensure that they will not feel resentful, it is better to ask grandma to hand over the control of the family to someone else."

Mrs. Ji held her in her arms and offered her good words. Ji Shu's attitude never wavered. She could only sigh and say:

"Okay... then you can rest well at home. What is the name of the child you adopted?"

"Ji Qianyuan."

"The dragon lurks in the abyss and follows the clouds to the sky. What a good name. Bring it to grandma tomorrow."

Mrs. Ji smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the one grandma hugged first was actually your child."

The tip of Ji Shu's nose felt sour, and for a moment she felt as if she was back before she left the pavilion. Her grandmother was harsh to others, but gentle and kind to her when she closed the door.

"grandmother……"

Ji Shu hugged Mrs. Ji's waist, and her tears slipped quietly into her collar.

Mrs. Ji stroked her head. There were tears in her eyes, with nostalgia and regret in her eyes. She quietly wiped away the tears and pushed Ji Shu up with a smile.

"Okay, it's getting late, go back and rest early."

Yan's mother stood behind the partition and said, "Old madam, the eldest young master is coming in to say hello to you."

"No need, tell Chengfeng to take Shu'er back."

"Then Shu'er is leaving. I'll take Brother Yuan to see grandma tomorrow."

Madam Ji nodded gently and watched her leave before tears fell.

When Yan's mother came back from seeing people off, she saw Mrs. Ji holding the jade Buddha pendant and wiping it non-stop. Yan's mother stepped forward with distress.

"Old madam, don't be sad. It's been so long. Miss Min will definitely feel distressed if she knows you are like this."

"...It was me who harmed her. How could she still want to see me? After all these years, she has refused to even come to my dreams."

Mrs. Ji's eyes were filled with tears and she choked with sobs: "I deserve it. It's my fault that I was so cowardly and stupid that I couldn't even protect my own daughter!"

After so many years, the original incident seemed to be in the past, but in fact it had been deeply buried in her mind. Perhaps it was because of her age that she realized how stupid she was back then.

Yan's mother opened her mouth several times and said hoarsely: "Actually, it wasn't all your fault, madam..."

The person who didn't let Miss Min leave was the old man. The person who went to find a chastity memorial for Miss Min was also the old man. He had people spread the news throughout the capital that the Ji family had produced a chaste and martyr woman who was a model for women. The person who locked Miss Min up was also the old man.

Mrs. Ji: "I may not be the culprit, but I am also an accomplice. It's not that I can't say a word for her, but I did nothing."

How difficult it was for her Min Min to live in the beginning, and in the end she was so heartbroken that she hanged herself in front of her husband's house.

Yan's mother had nothing to say and silently knelt down to beat Mrs. Ji's legs.

Mrs. Ji touched the jade pendant in her hand, "I can't save it, but Mrs. Lin still has a chance."

"She is exactly the same as I was back then. Rong'er is becoming more and more like his father. Although he is dead, he has caused harm to us for thousands of years!"

Mrs. Ji glanced at the spiritual tablet beside the Buddhist niche at the back.

Yan's mother didn't dare to say anything. Mrs. Ji put the pendant back around her neck, took her hand and walked to the bed, saying as she walked:

"I'll see Mrs. Lin tomorrow. I hope she can come to her senses as soon as possible and never push Shu'er further and further away like I did back then. It will leave a lifelong regret."

Ji Chengfeng sent Ji Shu back to Luming Pavilion and left. Ji Shu was still feeling uneasy, so he returned to the private room and sat on the bed, stroking his heart, with a look of sadness on his brows.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, a cup of tea was placed on the small table beside her, and a deep question came from above her head:

"Why are you crying?"

Ji Shu looked up and was stunned, "General? Why are you here?"

Qi Ye leaned over and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "I can't come? Are you not welcome in Suisui?"

Ji Shu wiped his tears randomly and moved to the side to make room for him to come out.

"No, it's just that the general doesn't want to find the traitor in the camp. I think he should be very busy."

"No matter how busy I am, I still have time to see you."

Qi Ye didn't sit down. He saw Ji Shu's eyes moving slightly and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab her waist and picked her up. He spun around to occupy Ji Shu's position and held her in place like a pair of iron pliers. In his arms, the muscles in his arms tightened for a moment and then relaxed, like a comfortable and contented big cat.

Ji Shu's body stiffened. It was the first time she sat in Qi Ye's arms. She felt something was wrong. She struggled slightly, "I, I'll sit by myself..."

"do not move."

Qi Ye tightened his strength to suppress her firmly, keeping her within the limits of where she could not move without making her uncomfortable. He nodded and nestled into her neck, breathing lazily.

"Sui Sui Sui, be good. I have a lot of things to do these days and am a little tired. It's not easy to see her again. Let me give you a good hug."

Ji Shu immediately stopped all movements and sat in his arms obediently. Hearing the breathing in his ears becoming gentler, Ji Shu gently turned his head to look at him.

Qi Ye closed his eyes. He had always been sharp and unruly to the outside world, but now he was like a big cat that had turned on its belly. He had dropped all his defenses. His eyes were green and black, showing fatigue. It seemed that he was indeed very tired these days.

Yes, she had to find a traitor, go to the governor's office, and give her gifts. She also had to run to Uncle Wu Ding's house, so it was hard for him.

Ji Shu thought, unconsciously raising his hand and gently touching Qi Ye's hair. When he was absent-minded, he didn't realize that Qi Ye had opened a slit in his eyes. There was no trace of fatigue in his eyes, which were full of a narrow smile.

Before Ji Shu could recover, he kissed her lips deeply with cold thin lips. Qi Ye laughed hoarsely as their lips and teeth connected:

"Is Sui Sui so good? I believe everything you say."