Late at night, Mo Rongjiu stood on the southern wall of Ciyu Town and looked at the man riding a horse to the end of the world.Hugged, kissed, cried, she gave a false promise, and he left with hope for the future.See you in ten years, may you and I be able to drink and talk when we say goodbye, and it will be a sunny day.Mo Rongjiu looked up at the dark night sky.There is no moon and no stars tonight, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and it is very hot from the evening, I don't know if there can be a hearty autumn rain?
I don't know if he will be drenched like a wild duck when he is in a hurry at night."
Aunt Jiu, you'll regret it."
Yuan Qiao was standing beside Mo Rongjiu in a black cloak, and not far away was Yuan Kai, the grandson of the Yuan family and Yuan Qiao's own brother.Mo Rongjiu wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, glared at the little girl beside her, and reprimanded: "You don't sleep and sneak out to hang out at night, do you remember that you are a lady?"
”"Isn't Aunt Nine so naughty when she was my age?
I heard Uncle Xiao Wu say that Aunt Jiu will be caught every time she climbs the wall at night, and several times Uncle Xiao Wu covered you to successfully escape. ”"Humph!
He was mistaken, obviously I helped him escape home. ”Mo Rongjiu sighed, paced slowly towards the stairs of the walled tower, stopped when he passed by Yuan Kai's side, deliberately looked at it with critical eyes, shook his head and said, "No, you are not worthy of my little apprentice, and neither is the girl of the Wu family." ”Yuan Kai said unconvinced: "Aunt Mo's little apprentice is the daughter of Feng Xian, and even if the younger generation has a heart of admiration, it will eventually be a dream."
But what's different about the girls of the Wu family?
A concubine who is not favored can't be regarded as a high climber. ”"Because I like the girl of the Wu family and want to match her to my nephew.Your grandson of the eldest family, the future master of the Yuan family.Your wife should be the concubine of the rich and powerful. ”"What about the concubine's room?"
Yuan Kai asked unrelentingly.Mo Rongjiu sneered: "Then it's even more impossible.Whether the girls of the Wu clan are born or concubines, their fate is in the hands of the wife of the Wu patriarch.The girls of the Wu clan are even more desperate than the princesses in the imperial city circle. ”Not to mention the Wu clan, none of the girls in the eight major clans can control their own destiny.The poor fate of the women of the eight clans is the poor fate.Mo Rongjiu walked slowly to the stairs, unconsciously turning his head to look at the dark avenue outside the city.There was no sound of horses' hooves coming quietly, and it seemed that he had gone far and could not come back."
Aunt Jiu is reluctant to send someone back to the fifth uncle, I want to see you as a bride and carried into my house in a big red sedan chair."
Yuan Qiao caught up and grabbed Mo Rongjiu's arm, and begged coquettishly: "Aunt Jiu, little fifth aunt, you can forgive little fifth uncle."
I overheard my father and mother talking about Uncle Xiao Wu in private, and Uncle Xiao Wu didn't want to leave back then, he was forced to leave, otherwise that person would kill you. ”With her tried and tested skills, she didn't come in vain if she didn't let Aunt Mo agree to be the wife of the fifth uncle.Mo Rongjiu was entangled with a headache, and it was not good to lose his temper with the little girl, so he had to consume the last bit of patience to reason with the little girl."
Pretty girl, I and the fifth patriarch are already adults.You see he's gone again, and there must be a beautiful girl in the distance waiting for him to go back.But he told me that this trip was another ten years, and when he came back, he would take his wife and children with him.Don't mess around with mandarin ducks, you little fifth uncle will cause gossip and tarnish his good reputation. ”Yuan Qiao persevered and pestered Mo Rongjiu, and begged with her hands together: "Aunt Jiu, just forgive the little fifth uncle, he was forced to abandon you back then, he wanted to protect you." ”"Pretty girl, why don't you understand what I'm saying.My fate with the fifth patriarch is over, and there is no longer any possibility. ”Mo Rongjiu pushed Yuan Qiao away, turned around and quickly went downstairs.Her heart was very flustered, and she couldn't calm down when she thought that someone was using her life to blackmail Yuan Xu.Ten years ago, someone used her life to blackmail Yuan Xu, and Yuan Xu wanted to protect her......
No, it must be a lie, the people of the Yuan family are deceiving the ignorant children to cover up their true colors of hypocrisy.Mo Rongjiu fled and left the South City Tower, mounted his horse and walked towards the East City Gate.She wants to rush back to the Mo Clan's Zhongzheng Mansion and question her eldest brother face to face, ten years ago, it was the Yuan family who started a business war to become the ninth largest clan in Ciyu Town, and the conspirator behind it was Yuan Xu.When the Yuan clan was jointly suppressed by the eight major clans led by the Mo clan, Yuan Xu would rather bear the infamy and go away to a foreign land in order to maintain the position of the Yuan clan in Ciyu Town, and the eight major clans also suffered heavy losses.With a marriage contract with Yuan Xu, she became a sinner of the Eight Great Clans, and she vowed not to marry for the rest of her life, earning more money to make up for the losses of the Eight Great Clans in order to atone for her sins.For the rest of her life, she will live for the sins of Yuan Xu, and atone for his sins and hers.Riding on horseback, Mo Rongjiu's mind kept repeating the days when he was forced to kneel and make a poisonous oath in the sacrificial hall of Yansheng Hall ten years ago, tears couldn't stop flowing, and the sound of choking was drowned in the sound of horses' hooves.Life is like a dream and an illusion, like morning dew and twilight.Once my heart was broken and my tears were dry, leaving only a pile of wasteland.Two miles ahead was the Mo clan village, and Mo Rongjiu suddenly stopped, staring at the dark clouds in the night sky with teary eyes.Suddenly, a blinding flash of light flashed through the dark clouds, and she closed her teary eyes and waited for the thunder to roar."
Riding all the way back from the town, just waiting for the rain at the entrance of the village?"
The little girl, who blended in with the night, came out of the weeds beside her and stood beside the horse.She stretched out her little hand to Mo Rongjiu, "Master Goddess, it's about to rain, let's take shelter in the carriage with the apprentice." ”"Begonia?
How did you end up here?
”Mo Rongjiu frowned and was displeased, and looked around without finding the carriage or guards, let alone Zhuge Yi.Li Haitang grabbed the hem of her skirt and said, "Don't look, the carriage is on the corner path over there, and I am waiting for you here." ”"Zhuge Yi, don't worry, you're here alone?"
Mo Rongjiu dismounted, took the reins, and walked hand in hand with Begonia to the path on the west side of the avenue.Li Haitang walked for a while, stopped, and continued to walk after seeing that there was no movement around.As she walked, she said, "No, I always feel like there are big eyes peeking at us. ”Mo Rongjiu smiled and said: "It may be that Zhuge Kid is not worried about coming secretly, and he is afraid that you will not dare to show up because of your temper, so he secretly peeps to protect you." ”"Master was invited to the Mo Clan's Zhongzheng Mansion, I don't know what the hell Patriarch Mo thought of.After I watched the woman go crazy, it was the next turn of the Mo patriarch!
”Li Haitang took out a copper whistle and blew it in front of him."
Your whistle was given by the fifth patriarch?""
That's right.The fifth uncle of the Yuan family has two whistles, one for Yuan Qiao and the other for me. ”Li Haitang handed the bronze whistle to Mo Rongjiu and carefully observed her expression.Mo Rongjiu stared at the copper whistle in her palm, she also had a copper whistle in her memory, which was more delicate than this.The carving on it was drawn by her own hand, and Yuan Xu stayed up for two whole nights to carve it."
What you see is not necessarily real, and what you hear is not necessarily false."
Li Haitang half-truthfully and half-truthfully tested, Mo Rongjiu did not react, still staring at the copper whistle in his palm in a daze.() Glory to the end