Taishi Mansion.

After some greetings, Master Wu saw that Wu Xiaozhou looked sleepy after a long journey, so he quickly asked the mother and daughter to rest first.

Wu Xuchen is also preparing to go back to the study.

"etc."

Master Wu stopped him and then sent away the servants who were serving him.

After experiencing life and death, his spirit was very weak and his complexion became withered.

"Sister Ting is a good girl."

"She hasn't been to Lin'an for a long time. I originally wanted to ask you to take her out for a walk, but she was afraid of delaying your official duties, so she quickly said no."

"Brother Chen, if you nod, I will settle on this marriage with your sister-in-law."

Wu Xuchen's eyes narrowed.

Lu Ting is indeed the most suitable candidate for him, there is no doubt about it.

In the past, he thought that the person next to him had an innocent family background, and he could just like it.

Sang Zhijin was indeed shaken.

The appetite of the Kesang family...

He is too rational and doesn't want to be involved in too many bad things.

Fortunately, the feelings are not deep and should be broken off.

However, when she met Sang Zhijin just now, her eyes seemed to be able to see clearly the avoidance in his heart.

That good word was extremely difficult. After a while, he heard himself say: "Father, let me think about it."

Wu Xuchen returned to the study.

The sky is getting dark. The lights are on inside the house.

"Son."

The attendants greeted him respectfully.

He raised his eyes briefly and heard a confidant say: "I went to inquire about it. The Sang family wants to make friends with the Minister of Rites."

The eldest son of the Minister of Rites has already married, as for the second son...

Wu Xuchen's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Does she know?"

The confidant lowered his head a little.

"Miss Sang must have known about it, so she asked someone to spread rumors about her husband."

Wu Xuchen stood up suddenly.

"Stop people!"

Leaving these words behind, he strode out.

I happened to bump into the butler coming towards the study: "Sir, dinner is ready. It's a rare family dinner, please don't..."

Wu Xuchen's footsteps did not stop, but he left an explanation.

"It's rare for my sister-in-law to come home. It's because I didn't entertain her well enough. However, if something urgent happens, I will definitely apologize in person tomorrow."

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The cool breeze blew, and the blowing hair danced with it. Sang Zhijin reached out and tucked his messy black hair behind his ears, holding a bottle of wine in one hand.

She sat on the railing, drinking from time to time.

She didn't know when she took off her delicately embroidered shoes.

How is this the style of a lady?

But the wet nurse resisted the urge to scold her.

As long as the girl is ready to get married, all these things don't matter, whether she is drunk or resigned to her fate.

"Nanny."

Sang Zhijin suddenly spoke up.

She looked at the bright moonlight.

Her voice was gentle: "My wedding dress is embroidered. Can you see it?"

The nanny smiled and said, "Who can see this girl's embroidery work and not praise it? You have such a beautiful color, you will definitely be the most beautiful bride when you wear it."

yes.

Sang Zhijin smiled lowly.

"Go down. No need to wait."

The wet nurse was blessed with good health and was worried: "The young master has not come back yet, so I felt uneasy, so I left."

As soon as she left, Sang Zhijin staggered towards the back room.

Her fingertips touched the bright wedding dress on the wooden rafter. Every stitch and thread was all made by her hands.

When embroidering, she was looking forward to it.

But now, there is no chance to wear it.

If this is the case, then there is no need for it to exist.

The hand holding the wine was raised slowly, and the wine poured down, and soon, it wetted the wedding dress.

She took another fire fold and threw it away without hesitation.

The fire engulfed it, the heat surged in, and the wedding dress was splendid.

Sang Zhijin watched quietly.

"What are you doing?"

There was movement outside the window, but she didn't look back.

Under the firelight, the woman's face became more and more dazzling. Her figure was straight and not bent at all. Her pride was still there.

It was unfamiliar, but it was also something Wu Xuchen had never seen before.

Wu Xuchen had no time to put out the fire and could only watch it turn into ashes.

"Does it look good?"

Sang Zhijin didn't look at him, but he curled his lips and asked.

She didn't want to listen to Wu Xuchen's reply, so she just continued on her own.

"It's a pity that it was destroyed and you haven't even had a look at it."

Wu Xuchen was inexplicably flustered. His eyes fell on the woman's feet without shoes and socks.

Race is like snow.

It was a cold night, how did the people around her take care of her!

Wu Xuchen looked around, but only saw the missing one of the imperial concubine. He was about to get it when he heard the slightly drunk Sang Zhijin's distant tone.

"What is the purpose of your visit here, Lord Shangshu?"

Wu Xuchen had been thinking about ending his relationship with Sang Zhijin, but at this moment, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Your Majesty broke into Xianggui at night. If word spreads, I'm afraid Miss Lu will lose her temper."

Wu Xuchen frowned: "You are drunk."

"This is really not the place for adults, please go back."

Her voice as an adult no longer had the seductive connotation it had in the past.

After the expulsion order was given, Sang Zhijin didn't care whether Wu Xuchen left or not, she staggered towards the bed.

"Do you know Qi Xuan? I stopped him." Wu Xuchen faced Sang Zhijin's back and finally spoke.

The man's voice was always gentle, but in Sang Zhijin's ears, it was like a thunder.

Her body froze, as if she had heard something extremely ridiculous.

Stop?

"Wu Xuchen." Her voice trembled.

She turned around and looked at him with hateful eyes.

"Since you won't marry me, why do you interfere with me? With your nobility?"

She thought she was freed, but she didn't expect that the shackles were still there.

Wu Xuchen saw the corners of her eyes stained with bloodshot eyes, and her thin body swayed.
To be continued...