Chapter 523 Wu Xuchen x Sang Zhi Jin Chang Pinghou is dead

The rain finally subsided as dusk fell.

The cool breeze blew away the heat, leaving only a refreshing feeling. The window was half-opened, and Sang Zhijin heard the patter of rain outside the house.

She sat on the floor and calmly painted the picture that she had not finished last time.

The wet nurse came in with ginger soup, frowned and muttered: "I know that even if the girl goes, it will not help, but your temper will not give up until you try it once, so I let you go."

"But Mr. Wu is very ambitious. How can the girl make him pity her? This time, the girl hit the south wall and suffered a bloody head."

"He left as soon as he left. But luckily for you, you were caught in the rain. If anything happens to you, it will be difficult for the old man to deal with you. The old slave will also feel sorry for you when he sees you."

The taste of ginger soup is naturally unpleasant.

Sang Zhijin put down the pen but took it calmly. When she touched the back of her hand, it was hot. She didn't drink it in a hurry, but put it on the coffee table on her right side.

Hearing this, she didn't say a word more.

But her attitude made the nanny believe that Wu Xuchen's side was not going to work.

She smiled and comforted: "Old slave knows that there are some things that girls don't like to hear, but there are some roads that don't work. The girl should just leave it at that, and just wait for her marriage with peace of mind. She will go to Qianjinshang to buy some good materials and sew a wedding dress another day.

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"Just stop having those thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"A girl's good days will always come later."

Sang Zhijin raised his eyes and looked at the nanny.

She was indeed pushed away by Wu Xuchen. But when Wu Xuchen was hugged by her, his breathing became ragged and his heart beat much faster.

This was enough for the man to help her get rid of Changping Hou.

As for the future, just take it one step at a time, there is really no rush.

Wu Xuchen still has distracting thoughts about her.

That's enough.

But she didn't reveal a word about these things to the wet nurse.

The person in front of him, so close at hand, seemed to be extremely strange. In fact, looking back on the previous interactions, Sang Zhijin saw it so clearly for the first time.

The nanny seems to be guiding her all the time, making her work hard for the Sang family.

This is true from childhood to adulthood.

Whenever she shows any signs of going against the grain, she will be extinguished by the nanny's "ignorant" look.

"Nanny." She said.

"The old slave is here."

She raised her eyes and looked at the nanny for a moment: "Do you really love me?"

The nanny paused, but she didn't panic at all.

She just gave Sang Zhijin an angry look: "What are you saying, girl? I really have my heart cut out for you."

Yeah?

Sang Zhijin didn’t believe it.

"I'm tired."

"Old slave, go and prepare the soup for bathing. Girl, remember to drink ginger soup."

Sang Zhijin watched the nanny walk away, then slowly stood up. He picked up the bowl of ginger tea and poured it out along the half-open window.

Washed away by the rain, there was no trace left.

She was stunned and speechless.

after all,

Once a suspicious crack appears, light falls and illuminates the decay of everything around it.

She was thinking about all these years of confusion.

She is selfish.

I don't want to spend my whole life in it.

Therefore, she is destined to be a fugitive from the Sang family.

However, she has no regrets.

Over the years, she has done a lot for the Sang family.

When my mother was ill, she took care of her without taking care of herself. She never took any help from outsiders. At that time, her brother came to see her once.

However, the mother looked distressed: "Good Wen Shu, there are servants in this house, and your sister can also take care of me. Why are you here? If the illness spreads to you, how uncomfortable will you make mother?"

Who doesn’t know that a Sang girl can captivate a whole city when she dances?

But few people know that in order to practice dancing, she injured her legs several times, sprained her feet several times, and bled several times from her toes.

I practice from morning till night.

Almost everyone knows her brilliance, but no one knows her initial embarrassment.

Does she like it herself?

No, she doesn't like it.

It was her grandfather who said she must do her best.

She did it.

But she didn't want to continue doing it.

She wants to live for herself.

Sang Zhijin's eyes were heavy, and he spurned his own thoughts, but at the same time he seemed to be reborn.

In the next few days, she meekly embroidered her wedding dress under the supervision of her nanny.

She embroidered very patiently without any perfunctory look.

The betrothal gifts for the Changping Marquis Mansion were quickly prepared.

They left Lin'an City with great fanfare, traveling by land and water, heading towards the Sang family in the distance.

"Hey, these two families are actually getting married?"

"I won't mention what happened to the Sang family. Miss Sang is famous for her good looks. Although the prince of the Changping Marquis has a noble status, he has made little achievements in these years. It is really enviable to be able to marry such a beautiful girl."

"Hush! What nonsense! Where is the Crown Prince? It is the Marquis of Changping who is getting a wife."

Everyone was in an uproar.

The situation has become out of control.

"Are the Sang family crazy? A good daughter will marry such an old man?"

"The Marquis of Changping is already that old, so it seems that his sword never grows old."

"I heard that the Sang family wants to pursue an official career. It's no wonder."

"Miss Sang is a joke. In the past few days in Lin'an, I haven't been with a young master like this. One day, the Marquis of Changping kicked his legs to death. Isn't she going to be a widow?"

There are many theories, and some even say that Sang Zhijin is short-sighted and sold himself for glory and wealth.

These words did not reach Sang Zhijin's ears.

She did not leave the house again. She just stayed in her room and continued to embroider the wedding dress. The patterns and patterns were carefully sketched by her on the rice paper one stroke at a time.

Sang Zhijin is very attentive.

Just when the wedding dress was half-finished and the betrothal gift had just been brought into the Sang family, something happened in the Changping Hou Mansion.

The Marquis of Changping died.

Wu Xuchen was about to suffer a stroke and collapse on the bed when he died suddenly.

Wu Xuchen:......

No chance to perform.

He threw the poison aside and ordered his men: "Go and check."

Soon, his subordinates came with the news.

"Back to my lord, the doctor who went to diagnose and treat him said that the Marquis of Changping died of a sudden wind."

Eating and drinking men and women, people have great desires, but the Marquis of Changping is really disgraceful.

Marquis Changping was extremely eager and passionate about marrying a beautiful lady. After drinking, he got drunk and sought relief from his favorite concubine.

The taste is indescribable.

As he approached the highest point, his whole body was immersed in that joy.
To be continued...