The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 465

It's just one word, let her endure it.

When Song Guanzhou said this to Pei An, he was not sad, but felt empty inside, having lost his last hope. But when she saw Ren Dong's worried face, and asked her about her husband's decision, she wanted to say calmly, "I don't care."

But after moving his lips a few times, he finally clenched his lips tightly and couldn't utter a word.

Under the dim candlelight, her eyes were still misty. Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless? They did all the intimate things on the bed, but in the end, it was nothing more than this.

She understands...

Honeysuckle knelt down along her legs. How could she, who was so smart, not know what the young lady meant by this sentence? She sighed softly and wanted to persuade her young lady, but her throat felt like it was stuck and she couldn't utter a word.

"Young Madam, as long as I am here, I will definitely protect you."

Song Guanzhou raised his hand casually, seemingly lifting his long hair, but actually wiping away the moisture from his eyes, "Good girl, let's face the thieves together. Your young mistress is good at settling accounts and killing people, so these harem fights are nothing to her."

Honeysuckle couldn't help crying any longer, biting her lips.

Her body was trembling, and she could hardly hold on, so she could only lean on Song Guanzhou's good leg. Crystal clear tears rolled down half of her scarred face like broken strings.

"This man in the mansion is really cruel. Madam, you almost lost your life."

The Fourth Young Master usually treats the Young Madam like a treasure, being forgiving, generous and affectionate. Why, at the moment of life and death, is she still concerned about his plans?

Ren Dong was a servant girl, and her tears could only fall when no one was around. But today, she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't stop crying in front of Song Guanzhou.

Song Guanzhou lowered his head and sighed with a smile.

"Good girl, your young mistress is still sitting here, how can it be time for her to cry? Be obedient and wipe your tears. Don't let anyone look down on you."

After saying that, he took the silk handkerchief and carefully wiped away Rendong's tears.

"My dear girl, it's a pity to ruin this face. If I had known you earlier, why would I have hurt it?" Honeysuckle shook her head. "My face is not important at all. Fortunately, the young lady doesn't despise me and gives me dignity as a human being. I don't care about these things. I just hope that the young lady will live a peaceful life."

"Most definitely."

Song Guanzhou was in a good mood when he looked at this kind-hearted person like Ren Dong. Her bad mood came and went quickly. It was enough for her to have someone cry for her like this!

"Next spring, if Silang gets an official position, we can leave the capital together. Then I'll take you guys with me and visit Jiangzhou and Jiuxian. Cang'er wrote to me about many new things in Jiangzhou. You grew up in Jiangzhou, so it's a good opportunity for us to revisit our hometown."

Honeysuckle wiped her tears with her backhand and burst out laughing.

"I am useless. Let you, Madam, comfort my worthless tears."

"You are the most useful. You have managed Shaohua Garden in an orderly manner. If I were to manage it myself, I'm afraid it would be a mess." After saying that, he ruffled Honeysuckle's hair and said, "Forget it, help me go to rest, and you should go back to sleep too. You still have a wound on your head."

In the inner room, Pei An had already gone to bed.

He was feeling sad, and Song Guanzhou was reluctant to go in to rest. He tossed and turned for a while before falling into a drowsy sleep.

I didn't wake up until I heard footsteps.

He knew that Song Guanzhou had come in to rest. He could hear the sound of his cane coming from far away and getting closer and closer to the bed. Although he closed his eyes, he could feel Song Guanzhou sitting on the edge of the bed, his long hair swaying as he gently touched his face.

He opened his eyes and saw Song Guanzhou wearing only a fish-white and light blue top embroidered with large peonies, and parrot green gauze trousers. He was facing away from him and moving his bound legs onto the bed.

Pei An suppressed the urge to get up and help, and let Rendong help her move to the bed.

"Young Madam, watch your legs."

"No problem. The boards will be removed in a few days. It will be much more convenient then."

The two of them spoke in low voices, and when Song Guanzhou turned over the quilt to cover half of his body, Rendong lowered the curtain, extinguished the candle, and tiptoed out.

The house suddenly became quiet again.

Song Guanzhou moved his body, found a good position, hugged his small soft pillow, turned over, and fell asleep with his back facing Pei An.

Pei An: ...This woman said such hurtful words, but she just fell asleep as if nothing had happened?

Is there only indifference between husband and wife?

Pei An felt even more upset and wanted to wake Song Guanzhou up and ask him about it, but before he touched the soft body, he shrank back.

I dote on her so much, and this is what I get in return?

Why bother? Is it useful to force it?

Pei An sighed, thinking that the woman was heartless. He turned over, turned his back to Song Guanzhou, and fell asleep in a daze.

But he didn't sleep well and actually dreamed about his wedding day.

Everything was red, his clothes, Guan Zhou's clothes, all were covered in red and decorated with colors, and everything was red when they entered the door.

Also in Shaohua Garden, also in front of the bed, he lifted the red veil with a weighing rod, and the bridesmaids and other women who followed him were all amazed.

"What a beautiful bride."

The sixteen-year-old Song Guanzhou wanted nothing more than to marry him. She got her wish, but on the wedding night she was too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

They sat side by side on the bed, accepting everyone's congratulations and jokes.

They said they were a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman, and they were made for each other. They sprinkled pomegranate fruits on them, tied the corners of their skirts and robes into a knot, and left with laughter, leaving Qin Er and a few others to sit by the window and listen at the foot of the bed.

He asked her to call him "husband", and her face flushed and she called him "husband" softly.

And now?

Pei An couldn't sleep well, so he turned over, opened his eyes, and sighed.

Only when you reach the peak of passion can you hear the hazy and charming words "husband". Normally, she calls him "Silang", but when she is angry, she calls him by his full name.

Pei An! Pei An!

If you two are willing to go along with me, please tell me. I will leave and help you two. I just hope you don't hire someone to kill me and just spare my life, okay? !

When Pei An thought about this sentence again, he still felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

Song Guanzhou, Song Guanzhou, how dare you? I never said I had a secret relationship with her. You are not angry, but you can't poke my heart like this!

"Pei An, I am not a stepping stone for your lingering love."

Song Guanzhou sneered, "No love?" How can you two exist without love? The original author wanted to praise your unwavering love, one a widower and the other a widow.

Who am I, Song Guanzhou?

You are just a selfish, low-profile vase, a killer, a murderer! If you didn't have this identity, how could you highlight the nobleness of your relationship?

Naturally, these words were not spoken out loud, but because of the original plot, Song Guanzhou was naturally impolite when he said them.

Her words "I am not a stepping stone for you to live in disgrace" were like an arrow piercing the clouds, piercing Pei An and leaving him unable to move.

"Watch the boat!"