Dream Broken You Pavilion

Shang Wuyang spent the whole night in the study room without sleep, and the next morning he went out from the side door and went straight to the back mountain.

Behind him, Qingping came out from the corner of the courtyard wall, looked at the back of Shang Wuyang's flowing gown, frowned, and muttered to himself: "Where is he going this early in the morning?" Secretly surprised, he followed all the way.

In the dormitory of the other courtyard, Jing'er was still hanging, her eye circles were black, her eye sockets were red and swollen, her thin lips were white, her wrists were bloodstained by the rope, and her two slender arms could hardly support her weak body.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jing'er opened her eyes, which were bloodshot, and she tried her best to straighten her sore back.Without waiting for Shang Wuyang to speak, she spoke first:

"I'm sorry, let's see if I'm still alive." The voice was weak.

Shang Wuyang looked at her coldly, and "hummed": "It seems that I have eaten and gained some strength."

Jing'er sneered, "Thank you for the meal, it tastes good."

"Well, I've eaten and drank enough, I'm more energetic, and my mouth is even stronger,"

Shang Wuyang stared at her with cold eyes, "Can I write?"

"What to write?" Jing'er pretended to be stupid.

"Write that you will marry me."

"Do you have a wife?"

Shang Wuyang was taken aback, "What does this have to do with marrying you?"

Jing'er raised her head proudly, "This girl is only a regular wife."

"You!" Shang Wuyang was dumbfounded.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Shang Wuyang's eyes darkened, "Your bone is really hard."

Jing'er smiled lightly, "This girl is as hard as a bone, believe it or not?"

"This is already the sixth day since you came to Fulong Mountain. You seem to be quite used to living in this bedroom of my young master."

"Thank you, I'm not dead yet."

"If you talk to me like that again, you're not far from death."

Jing'er said indifferently: "People are swords and I'm fish and meat, it's up to you." Her head was in a daze, and she no longer wanted to talk too much to him.

Shang Wuyang moved his face closer, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to know about your husband who hasn't paid homage?"

"How is he?" Jing'er suddenly woke up.

"He's living a good life. He stays in his major general's mansion every day to support himself. He sent people to look for you everywhere. Unfortunately, he hasn't found me, Fulong Mountain. I can't wait."

"Thank you for letting me know." Jing'er was expressionless.

"You're welcome," Shang Wuyang stared at her face, and sneered, "You really are a stupid woman who doesn't know anything. You love him so much, but you don't know how many shameful things his father and son have. I'm keeping it from you." Shaking his head, a look of regret flashed across his face, and said, "It's a pity."

Jing'er closed her eyes and said slowly: "If he doesn't tell me, I won't ask, I just trust my own eyes, and that's enough." Her voice was weak and calm, without any emotion.

Shang Wuyang said coldly: "I'm really worried that he won't be able to find you. After a long time, I'm afraid he'll forget your existence. Wouldn't the young master's work be in vain? Don't you think so? "

Jing'er opened her eyes slightly, lowered her eyelids, and said softly: "Some people live in their eyes, while others live in their hearts. I would rather live in his heart."

Although Jing'er didn't know what Xiao's father and son did to make him hate him so much, what she knew was that the person Shang Wuyang really wanted to deal with was not her, a powerless woman. So torturing her like this is actually torturing the Xiao family.I don't know why this person's psychology is so dark, just because she is Xiao Han's fiancée, the one Xiao Han loves, and the one who loves Xiao Han, this is enough for Shang Wuyang to vent all his resentment on her.However, all of this is just the beginning, and she doesn't know what will be waiting for her in the future.But for her, all she has to do is stick to the persistence in her heart, and she will not compromise on this.

Seeing her refusing to eat, Shang Wuyang was angry and hated, he gritted his teeth and suppressed his temper, and with a wave of his arm, the hanging rope broke instantly, and when the rope was loosened, Jing'er's legs became weak and she fell down. On the ground, her hands were still bound by ropes. Although she was exhausted, she didn't want to show any weakness in front of this man, so she struggled to sit up and straightened her back so that she could keep sitting upright.

Shang Wuyang didn't say a word, stared at her coldly, didn't know what he was thinking, stood up after a while, turned around and left.

There was a sound of "creaking" from the floor, and as the distance gradually faded away, Jing'er finally let out a long sigh of relief, completely relaxing her tense nerves.It's hard to say who will win this verbal battle. For the two of them, this may be a gamble, and whoever wins will wait and see what happens.

Qingping hid in the forest, watching Shang Wuyang go to the other courtyard from a distance, and then went downstairs to leave after a long time, her gloomy expression made one feel terrified.She wondered inwardly, looking at his expression today, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and seeing two girls guarding the door of the upstairs bedroom, she felt even more strange...

"You follow me?"

A cold voice came from behind, Qingping was startled, she hurriedly turned around, and when she raised her head, she saw Shang Wuyang's cold expressionless face.

Qingping's face was extremely embarrassing, and she stammered: "Young master, Qingping sees you leaving the house in a hurry, a little, a little worried..."

"In my own courtyard, why not worry?"

Shang Wuyang interrupted her with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, leave my business alone, if I see you following me again, I won't be so polite." His voice was piercingly cold.

Qingping timidly replied: "Yes."

Shang Wuyang let out a sullen "hum", turned and left, Qingping curled her lips, and looked back at the bedroom upstairs unwillingly, a sly light flashed in her eyes, she turned and followed behind Shang Wuyang hurry away.

......

This courtyard is a small courtyard where Shang Wuyang lives alone. It is hidden deep in the dense forest and it is difficult to be found. He occasionally goes to live in that small courtyard for a few days. He talks about Qingping and even He Lanminer without his permission. Even the courtyard cannot be entered.

Just after Haishi, Qingping couldn't hold back her curiosity after all, she tiptoed out of the front yard, went out from the side door and went straight to the other courtyard.

But seeing the torches all over the other courtyard in the night, the two-story building was brightly illuminated. There were more than a dozen servants standing in a row downstairs, and there were even maids guarding the door of the bedroom on the second floor. The candles were dimly lit, and the windows were closed.

Driven by curiosity, Qingping completely put Shang Wuyang's stern warnings behind her, and quietly walked around to the back of the other courtyard, under the shade of the trees, she quietly walked along the wooden framed pillars outside the building. Climbing up to the rear window on the second floor, her body was tightly pressed against the side of the window railing, and her feet lightly stepped on the cornice tiles of the first floor. There was no wall on the south side, only a whole row of windows. She reached out and gently poked the window paper. Hole, looking inward....

In the elegant wooden hut, a tall figure in a white gown was facing her with his back, his black hair was not tied up in a bun and hung loosely around his waist, and he was carving something on the pillar beside the opposite door for a long time , the man seemed to have finished engraving, and slowly turned around...

This is a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair skin, without makeup, her color is like the morning glow reflecting snow, her eyebrows are like emerald feathers, her teeth are white and her eyes are full of flowers, and her long hair is scattered freely, showing a charming and soft beauty .

The pupil in the small hole in the window suddenly dilated, Qingping's surprise at this moment was no less than that of seeing snow falling in summer, and a nameless jealous fire burst out of her eyes instantly. She withdrew her body, slid down the wooden post along the original path, and quietly returned In my own room...

As soon as Qingping left, a thin figure in night clothes came to the window along the route and method she had climbed just now, looked in through the hole she poked, and then quickly left and disappeared. In the vast night.

Qingping thinks she is doing it without anyone noticing, but she doesn't know that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind her, and she is not alone in her curiosity.