Fang Shiqing walked away.
Only the sister and brother Fang Shiyi were left in the inner hall. Fang Shiyi helped him up and wiped his tears.
"Don't blame eldest sister, she also cares about you."
Fang Shibo sobbed and nodded, and Fang Shiyi touched his cheek lovingly. The eldest sister was really angry this time, and her hand was a bit heavy, and the palm prints on his cheek were still vaguely visible.
"Does it still hurt?"
Fang Shibo shook his head.
Fang Shiyi sighed, helped him back to his room, let him lie down, and then asked the maid to give him medicine. She left the room and walked towards the courtyard.
"anyone there?"
"Help me!"
Kong Fang shouted weakly. He could feel that his vitality was draining away bit by bit. If no one came to save him, he would not survive until dawn.
He will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
I pity myself for taking a nap and traveling through time inexplicably.
Traveling back to troubled times, he endured it.
I originally thought that with my protagonist's aura, even if I couldn't stand out as a human being in troubled times, I would at least be able to survive until the end of the play. Unfortunately, God's calculations are against me.
Isn't it embarrassing enough to be a son-in-law, but also to have to die young?
The executioner is still the wife he is marrying!
For those who play time travel, is there anything more tragic and comical than this?
He raised his head and asked the sky.
The sky is speechless, only a miserable moon hangs overhead.
Suddenly, a familiar fragrance of gardenia drifted in the wind, and where he stared, Fang Shiyi, dressed in white clothes and skirt, came like a fairy.
“The south eaves frame is a short corridor, and the sandy road is white.
Wherever I go all day long, a garden is fragrant with gardenias. "
Fang Shiyi chuckled, Tingtingyu stood in front of him, and joked: "Brother-in-law is so elegant. He is even hung up, and he can still recite poems. The poems are good, a thousand times better than what you usually do."
"Shiyi, I've become like this, and you still make fun of me?"
Kong Fang looked sad. As a man, there is absolutely no one who is hung up by his wife, whether in the past life or in this life.
God's principles and ethics were shattered to pieces.
Fang Shiyi unbuttoned him.
"I'm sorry. I just heard you reciting poetry and thought you were in a good state. That's why I said this. I didn't mean to make fun of you."
My sister-in-law is always gentle and soft-spoken.
"Just now I smelled the fragrance of gardenia on your body, and saw that you looked like a gardenia, no, like a fairy exuding the fragrance of gardenia, walking towards me, that's why I felt this way."
Fang Shiyi's heart was beating secretly, her ears were reddish, her eyebrows were lowered and her eyelids were closed, and her voice was as thin as silk.
"You...mean that this poem was written for me?"
"Um."
Kong Fang shamelessly plagiarized Zhang Hu's work and generously gave it to his cheap sister-in-law.
Fang Shiyi's heart was in confusion again, she lowered her head and whispered softly: "Don't let my sister know, otherwise she will make things difficult for you again."
Kong Fang nodded decisively.
This matter can only be known by God and earth, by myself and by others. If the female devil were to find out, she would not only hang herself up, she would probably cut her like a pig.
Fang Shiyi put him down, carefully helped him sit up, and then stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, and bandaged his toes.
"Brother-in-law, don't bear grudges against my sister. In fact, she is also a miserable person."
She knelt on the ground and bandaged him with skillful movements and delicate techniques. The moonlight shines on her body, reflecting the white skirt. The light on her body is holy, hazy and otherworldly.
You are really the white fox that I met five hundred years ago!
Kong Fang suddenly felt a little sad for no reason.
"Um."
He responded softly.
Fang Shiyi looked up, obviously a little surprised by his reaction. After all, her sister was... too much for him.
She felt faintly sad again.
Although the brother-in-law has no power to tie a chicken, he still had the backbone and arrogance of a scholar when he first arrived at Fang's house. Unfortunately, within half a year, the edges and corners of his body were smoothed away by his sister.
But she knew that he wasn't doing it for love.
But because of fear.
Humbled by fear.
The tip of her heart suddenly hurt.
The mist blurred her eyes.
But she held back the tears.
Because she knew very well that these tears should not fall from her own eyes.
"Sister, she has a sweetheart."
She helped him into the pavilion beside the pond in the compound. There were marble tables and stone stools in the pavilion. He was helped to sit down, and she sat opposite. A maid brought tea and snacks.
She sipped the fragrant tea and still spoke softly.
But when Kong Fang heard it, it was like a huge thunder. He was suddenly enlightened and finally understood why Fang Shiqing hated him so much.
Sure enough, there is never love without reason in the world, and there is also no hatred without reason.
However, he is also innocent.
Right?
Fang Shiyi smiled helplessly, "You and Shi Bo are as good as brothers. I believe he has told you why you came to my house."
Kong Fang smiled bitterly, it was all caused by those two old men who did not rely on Pu.
"Actually, it's not entirely their fault."
Who else is to blame?
Kong Fang's eyes widened, and it turned out that there was another person pushing him into the fire pit. who is he? Those two talented old men didn't dare to touch themselves, so why didn't they dare to touch this guy?
Come on, stand up and see if I can knock you out.
"you."
Fang Shiyi opened her beady lips lightly. Although half a year has passed since the incident, the regret hidden in my heart still lingers.
"I……"
"puff……"
A mouthful of tea spurted out. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly turned his head to avoid Fang Shiyi, otherwise he would spray tea all over her face.
"Cough...cough..."
Accompanied by a violent cough, he burst into tears.
He stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it. Fang Shiyi is his sister-in-law. Whether in this life or in the previous life, it is rude to hold her hand.
"Shiyi, why is it me? Impossible."
How could he like the big devil?
Not all beauties in the world are dead, so how could he push himself into the fire pit?
Fang Shiyi handed him a silk handkerchief to wipe.
"It's true, I didn't lie to you."
"If we want to investigate the reason, it probably has something to do with what happened ten years ago."
What else happened?
Kong Fang's eyes widened. What could be worth committing himself to the big devil?
"That year, you were eight years old, and my sister and I were seven. Your father took you to visit my house, and the three of us played by the pond."
Fang Shiyi looked back at the pond next to the pavilion.
"You fell in love with a lotus in the pond and insisted on picking it despite our dissuasion. As a result, it fell into the pond."
"I was so scared that I hurried back to find the adults. When the adults arrived, you had been rescued by my sister and you threw yourself into my sister's arms. You were crying so hard that Uncle Kong scolded you and scolded you at that time. Sister, you are in disgrace.”
"I remember that my sister even contradicted Kong Bo a few times for you, which made him very angry."
"Later, you returned to Qizhou Mansion with Uncle Kong. Ten years passed and we never saw each other again. We only exchanged letters occasionally."
"A year ago, Uncle Kong came to my house again and drank with my father. The two of us drank from noon to midnight. Both of us were extremely drunk, and then there was a drunken bet."
"Uncle Kong lost the bet and you became the Fang family's son-in-law, but he also won."
"You are the only son in your family, while in my family, there are me and my sister."
