Dream Broken You Pavilion

Shang Wuyang was in a bad mood, he just lowered his head and hurried out, almost bumped into a person standing outside the door, raised his head suddenly, but saw his mother Mrs. A lantern stood behind her.

Shang Wuyang was taken aback, "Why is mother here?"

Mrs. Shang Qi said in a low voice with a cold face: "I knew you were in the study again, follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and left, followed by Shang Wuyang.

Mrs. Shang Qi walked out of the gate of Xiaoyuntian Mansion, and stopped in an open place not far away.

Mrs. Shang Qi pointed to the pitch-black mountains shrouded in the night, and quietly said:

"Son, can you see how many mountains there are over there?"

Shang Wuyang looked in the direction of her finger, shook his head and said: "The night is thick, my son can't see clearly."

"But I can see clearly that there are five hills in total." Mrs. Shang Qi said.

Shang Wuyang raised his forehead, "Mother has better eyesight than son."

"Alas," Mrs. Shang Qi sighed softly, and said, "It's not that I have strong eyesight, but that your heart is not here. It's like your heart is occupied by hatred, and you can't distinguish good from evil, right from wrong. "

"..."

Mrs. Shang Qi turned around slowly, and said: "Son, you are suspicious by nature, how much do you believe what you say as a mother? I told you when I was young, your enemy is not Xiao Zizhan, but Xiao Han You are still young, and you are not your enemy, but why don't you believe it?"

"But mother still refuses to tell who the enemy is, who do you want your son to seek revenge for?" Shang Wuyang was furious.

"Revenge, revenge, you know revenge. If Xiao Zizhan really killed your father, how could I have waited until today? I would have done it myself."

Mrs. Shang Qi sighed: "It's not that mother doesn't want to tell you, but now, although 'Little Yuntian' has grown in wings, it is not enough to fight against that person. What's more, you will fight not only one person, but A group of powerful forces, otherwise my mother would not have been so tolerant for more than ten years. You are not their opponent at all now, how can my mother let you take risks? The reason why I didn’t tell you is that I don’t want you to take risks impulsively and cause It is a big disaster, and secondly, I hope to show you the proof, so that you will believe it."

"Could it be that blood book that mother said again?" Shang Wuyang was full of disdain, obviously, he still didn't quite believe the blood book in his heart.

Mrs. Shang Qi sighed, and said slowly: "Back then, Xiao Zizhan hid me in a hurry at Su Qing'er's house and left your father's blood book. In order to avoid being chased and killed, I kept my name incognito. Founded 'Xiaoyuntian' to secretly cultivate our own power, but because those people are vicious and vicious, we can't compete with them. Therefore, I never dare to act rashly. I wanted to wait until you grow up and become more sensible , I will tell you this matter again, and then I will hand over "Little Yuntian" to you, but I never thought that my illness has lasted for more than three years, and not long after I handed over "Xiaoyuntian" to you , originally planned to give you the blood book, but unexpectedly, an accident happened, and the blood book disappeared."

"Mother, you mean that the blood book was lost after coming to Fulong Mountain?" Shang Wuyang asked.

"Yes. That's why I worry about my mother every day. I can't persuade you not to take revenge on Xiao Zizhan and his son, and I can't prove that your father-killing enemy is someone else, and I can't stop you from arresting Jing'er."

Seeing Shang Wuyang bowed his head and remained silent, Mrs. Shang Qi said: "Son, you believe that as a mother, the Xiao family is not only our enemy, but the benefactor who saved our mother and child. If you do this, don't you feel sorry for Xiao?" Father and son's heart, Jing'er's heart? Also, Min'er already knows that you hid the bride in your other courtyard."

Shang Wuyang was taken aback, raised his head and asked, "How did she know?"

Mrs. Shang Qi gave him a resentful look, "If you want others to know, you have to do nothing."

Shang Wuyang pondered for a moment, then said: "Could it be Qingping?"

"Min'er was crying like a tearful person a few days ago," Mrs. Shang Qi stepped forward and took her son's hand and said, "Yang'er, ever since I handed 'Little Yuntian' into your hands, my mother has been unwilling to interfere. Many, but, although this Qingping has been with us since she was a child, she is a thoughtful person, you should understand."

"Mother, the son has his own measure."

Seeing Shang Wuyang's cold face, Mrs. Shang Qi showed worry, and said: "The most difficult thing to grasp is a woman's heart. He Lan has a gentle personality and has a deep affection for you, but you even have a girlfriend because of her unknown identity." You don't show good looks to others, and this Qingping is very scheming, and she wants you to take her in, so you should take care of it yourself. But, Jing'er, you can't hurt her anymore, understand?"

Shang Wuyang remained silent.

"Yang'er..."

"Mother! My son knows what to do." Shang Wuyang interrupted his mother.

Mrs. Shang Qi sighed, and said: "Thanks to this child giving me daily injections, my mother's health has improved a lot in the past few days. He is a good boy. You must not treat him slowly."

"Yes, mother."

"Let's go and see Min'er later, she seems to be not feeling well these two days."

"Yes."

……

Following his mother's advice, Shang Wuyang came to Zhulinyuan.

The girl Ling'er was coming out of the room, when she looked up and saw the young master was coming, she immediately blushed with joy, and before she had time to greet Shang Wuyang, she called excitedly into the room: "Young madam, young madam, The young master is here."

He Lan Min'er, who had just finished washing and went to bed, heard Ling'er's joyful calling outside, and immediately got out of bed full of joy.

Seeing Shang Wuyang coming in, he saluted with a smile and said: "Husband is back."

"Well," Shang Wuyang looked at her and said softly, "Are you okay?"

His greeting seemed to be a little warmer than before. Min'er was taken aback, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she said softly:

"Thank you for your concern, my husband, Min'er, it's fine."

Ling'er tactfully closed the door for them, shrank her neck cheerfully, and tiptoed away.

Shang Wuyang said: "That's good."

Although that extremely magnetic voice was still cold, its tone was rare and gentle.However, this made He Lan feel even more sad, and the tears finally fell down uncontrollably.

Shang Wuyang frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

He Lan hurriedly shook her head, with a happy smile in her tearful eyes, choked up and said, "Min'er is fine, Miner is happy."

Shang Wuyang sat down at the table, he knew in his heart that Min'er had been married to him for three years, most of the time she spent most of the time in the vacant room.Seeing her pear blossoms with rain at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and said softly: "Don't cry, it's not good for your eyes."

"Don't cry, don't cry." He Lan hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe away the tears, looked at him shyly and timidly, and said softly, "Why is my husband so free today?"

"Well," Shang Wuyang replied, "It's time."

He really wanted to be more relaxed and natural, but even he couldn't express the awkwardness, and he didn't know what to say to her.

"That's good." He Lan bit her lips. For three years, the two were said to be husband and wife, but they were always so respectful as if they were guests, and they would always be a little embarrassing from time to time.

Shang Wuyang coughed lightly, and said: "Mother told me, you already know the woman in the other courtyard?"

He Lan lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and let out a "huh".

Shang Wuyang said: "Originally I didn't want to tell you about this, but since you already know, I might as well tell you, so that you don't... be overwhelmed. In order to take revenge on an enemy, I'm here When he got married, he took his bride captive..."

"What? The bride?" He Lan raised her head, her eyes widened in horror, and she looked at Shang Wuyang in disbelief.

Shang Wuyang stared at the flickering orange-red flame on the lamp stand, and continued:

"I didn't kill the enemy, but snatched the bride. I just want the enemy to live in pain in this kind of life and death. This should be better than killing him directly..."

Speaking of this, Shang Wuyang seemed to see the hatred, contempt, and fearless eyes, and the tear in the beautiful eyes that was enough to make his heart tremble, and he fell silent.

It was only at this time that He Lan finally understood what Qingping said about the so-called "Golden House Cangjiao". It seems that Mrs. Shang Qi did not lie to her, and He Lan began to blame himself in his heart. , There was a sense of helplessness and melancholy clearly in the eyes.She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, walked up to Shang Wuyang, knelt down slowly, put her hands on his legs lightly, looked up, a pair of watery eyes were entwined with thousands of emotions and tenderness like water , said softly:

"Husband, you can tell Min'er about these things. If Min'er knew about it earlier, she wouldn't be deceived by others to suspect her husband. It's a pity that my husband never said a word to me." A wry smile emerged her lips.

Shang Wuyang stretched out his hand to help her up, and said: "Sit."

When He Lan sat down on the stool beside him, Shang Wuyang stared closely at He Lan's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Stay away from Qingping."

"What?" He Lan was very surprised.

Shang Wuyang said slowly: "I told you to stay away from Qingping."

"Husband..." He Lan called softly, but stopped talking.

Seeing Shang Wuyang's complexion softened, He Lan gritted his teeth and asked a question that he had held back for three years but dared not to ask: "Will your husband accept Qingping?"

This question is no stranger to Shang Wuyang, Mrs. Shang Qi also asked him to accept Qingping, now He Lan asked this question, he didn't find it strange at all, and replied flatly: "No."

Although his voice was soft, He Lan could clearly feel the unquestionable firmness in that tone, and he was relieved immediately, feeling very comforted in his heart, and a soft smile like water could not help but appear on his face.After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked again: "The bride in the other courtyard, how long does the husband plan to keep her in prison?"

Shang Wuyang glanced at her coldly: "What? Min'er cares about her?"

"No, Min'er just thinks that she is so pitiful..."

Shang Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Are you blaming me for being cruel?"

Seeing Shang Wuyang's face suddenly changed, He Lan suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly shook his hands and said: "No, no, what Min'er means is, Min'er is just afraid that the bride will be sad." The voice said more and more. lower.

"Hmph," Shang Wuyang snorted, "They owe me this, and I want them to repay it with a lifetime of pain!"

"Husband." He Lan called cautiously.

Shang Wuyang stood up and said in a deep voice: "Min'er, rest early, I have something else to do, I'll see you tomorrow." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, opened the door and strode out.

He Lan was stunned, seeing Shang Wuyang's back gradually moving away from her sight, couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and sat down slowly.

Ling'er ran in from the door, and said in surprise: "Young Madam, what's the matter? It's not easy for the Young Master to come back, why did he leave angrily?"

Tears fell down again, and He Lan said angrily: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Originally, my husband talked to me well, but I just talked too much and made him angry."

"what?"

Ling'er sighed helplessly and said: "The young master has a bad temper and is suspicious, Madam, remember to talk less next time." Ling'er sighed...

A little girl hurried to Qingping's room, and whispered in her ear.

"Oh?" Qingping's face tightened.

Asked: "Did the young master stay?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "Leave."

Qingping raised her eyebrows lightly, and muttered, "He didn't stay overnight?"

"Where is the young master now?" Qingping asked again.

"The young master then returned to the study."

Qingping smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Well done, you go down first."

"Yes." Swift exited the room.

A self-satisfied smile gradually appeared on Qingping's face. She was in a good mood. She took a sip of tea and praised: "Good tea. But I still have to fuel him."

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