There was a rhyme and a tone like that of an old friend.
"I won't tell you secret words tomorrow. I liked you before you became my eldest brother's wife. I have always liked you secretly all these years. I also thought about giving up this idea, but... I can't help myself."
In the past, when Sima Yunxue heard this, she would have smiled contemptuously and secretly cursed you for being shameless.
At this moment, the words "I can't help myself" made Sima Yunxue feel the same, and she could understand Wang Youtong a little bit.
Seeing that Sima Yunxue's face was calm and not angry, Wang Youtong continued: "Despite this, Youtong has also upheld etiquette and law in these years and has not done anything against you that exceeds the rules. For the rest of his life, Youtong will treat you as his uncle and sister-in-law. I will take good care of you and Wanzhi, and I will be satisfied."
Sima Yunxue could clearly feel that Wang Youtong was attacking her heart, slowly softening her psychology and crossing the insurmountable boundary.
I sneered in my heart, Wang Youtong, although your methods are clever, it will only take hundreds or even thousands of years to capture me.
My heart is so moved, and it is so important to like him, but it is still painful to move forward, let alone you.
If I were so contemptible, I wouldn't be in your arms now.
Wang Youtong suddenly noticed a blush on Sima Yunxue's noble and cold cheeks, and was overjoyed.
Could it be that Yunxue also likes me, just because of the difference between uncle and sister-in-law.
Indeed, how many people in ancient and modern times dare to cross this boundary, not to mention she is so noble, virtuous, dignified and loyal.
Wang Youtong believed that his talent in martial arts was inferior to that of his elder brother.
Wang Youtong had hope at this time, but he was not in a hurry and said with a wry smile: "We are destined to be friends, but if we can become close friends and know each other from a distance, it will be one of the great joys in life."
Sima Yunxue sneered in her heart, knowing herself and others, and then she knew whether it was okay to go to bed. How could a man not like fishy food?
Even Xie Fu, the vegetarian cat, would touch his nose when he smelled the fishy smell.
Of course, she was not qualified to criticize Wang Youtong. She felt that she was also a shameless woman.
Anyway, when the time comes, it will be over once she dies. Thanks to Fu, all the troubles will return to the earth together with his life.
He said calmly: "Second uncle's words are serious."
After the appeasement and persuasion worked, Wang You called to get back to the topic: "Sister-in-law, it will be up to you tomorrow to persuade the elders to give up this ridiculous idea."
Sima Yunxue responded readily: "Okay, it's getting late. Second uncle, please come back."
Wang Youtong originally wanted to stay a little longer and say a few words, but saw that Sima Yunxue had already stood up, as if seeing off guests.
"Then sister-in-law, take care of yourself."
Wang Youtong's steps seemed decisive and crisp, but in fact they were as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every muscle in his body proved that he did not want to walk.
It was his strong willpower that dragged him forward.
The bedroom was lit by candlelight, but Sima Yunxue felt a sense of discomfort in her heart.
After blowing out the lights, she felt inexplicably relaxed and comfortable. It seemed that she was used to the darkness.
He undressed and lay down on the bed. The brocade quilt and jade pillow were many times more comfortable than sleeping on the floor.
But Sima Yunxue tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Instead, she missed the mat spread on the ground.
Yaoyao asked, I can't sleep, can you sleep?
The image of Xie Fu sleeping soundly appeared in his mind.
Humph, of course you can sleep.
But it’s so painful for me that I can’t sleep alone.
Early the next morning, Sima Yunxue specially called Xiaoying.
Looking at the little maid in front of him who was timid and weak in front of him, not even daring to raise his head to look at him.
Sima Yunxue was amused. Is this still the same Xiaoying who was so arrogant and jealous of her?
How many masks does this person have? Without contact from behind, you don't know the other side of the person at all.
Just like her, who could imagine that she, a royal lady with a distinguished status, would be willing to stoop down to take care of a blind man and obey his words.
At the beginning, she had thought that Xie Fu was just like everyone else, with one thing on the surface and another on the other. Her original intention of getting in touch with this man deeply was also to see the ugly side of this man behind his back.
If it weren't for that unreasonable feeling, she would have no objection to Xie Fu becoming Wan Zhi's husband.
Her so-called prejudice comes from that ridiculous heartbeat.
As long as you hate him, everything becomes natural.
But after spending more than ten days together, instead of hating him, she fell deeper and deeper into the quagmire and couldn't extricate herself.
She began to convince herself, to indulge herself a little, and she began to find reasons for herself. In front of him, she was just Xiaoyun, a maid who came to take care of him. She was not Mrs. Wang, not Wanzhi's mother.
She even felt how lucky she was that she didn't have much time left. She could follow her heart and do what she longed for, and then return to the earth without any worries.
I still remember the love poem Xie Fu recited to me casually in my mind.
Love is full of troubles, sorrows, sadness and pain, but as long as there is a hint of sweetness, it is like a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds after the rain, making the negative clouds dissipate.
As Sima Yunxue thought about it, Xiaoyun's cry seemed to ring in her ears, and her heart felt sweet.
The lowered eyes, with dew leaking from the corners of the eyes, look bitter, but they must taste sweet...
Xiaoying saw that Madam called her but was still silent, so she weakly called out: "Madam..."
Sima Yunxue came back to her senses and saw that Xiaoying still kept her humble posture of bowing her head. Originally, she wanted to repair this girl who was acting in a shady manner.
Thinking about it, I felt that I was too petty and jealous, so I fell behind.
I have always heard from Xie Fu that Xiaoying takes good care of him. From this point of view, she is doing what she has told her to do carefully.
For the sake of Mr. Xie, let me spare you this little girl after you have made up for your mistakes.
"Xiaoying, you haven't taken care of Xie Zongzhi for a few days."
The simple question frightened Xiaoying so much that she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Could it be that Madam knew that she had gone secretly?
There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. With just one word from Madam, his life will be at risk. He said with trembling lips: "It will take ten days to reply to Madam."
"You remember it very clearly."
Xiaoying didn't know if there was something in the lady's words, so she responded boldly: "After all, Mr. Xie is blind, and it is very inconvenient to live alone. I am indeed a little worried."
Sima Yunxue hummed in her heart, there would be no inconvenience, she knew exactly where the chamber pot was.
Suddenly his face turned red, remembering that one time Xie Fu actually took off his belt in front of him, during those days when she treated her as a man.
She was so ashamed that she ran away.
"snort!"
A hum came out of his mouth.
Xiaoying didn't know what she said wrong. She heard the snort and knelt down directly.
"Let me ask you, how do you usually take care of him?"
Xiaoying didn't know why Madam asked this question, so she responded: "My little maid takes care of Mr. Xie as if she were taking care of Madam."
"Oh, micromanaging?"
Xiaoying blushed slightly and said softly: "Young Master Xie cannot see, so I have to do many things for you."
Sima Yunxue saw Xiaoying blushing and became jealous, and said coldly: "Tell me more details."
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