Tired of the virtuous wife...
Seeing the hexagram he had divined, Xia Shang could not help but wonder, could it be that the 100-day fasting and chanting were destined?
After divining the hexagram, Xia Shang regretted it a little.
Predicting others, false and true.
It was something that could not be explained, so why bother to divining the hexagram to add to the trouble?
The hexagram was not good, so Xia Shang did not believe it, but it left a shadow in his heart, making his already melancholy mood even more depressed.
Just when he didn't know what to do, someone came in from outside, it turned out to be Yazhi.
That day, he only saw Qin Huairou in Xiaoqingshan, but did not see Yazhi who was traveling with him. This former courtesan of Liuyue Tower came to the Xia family, and after being nourished by the water and soil of the Xia family, she looked more beautiful. At the same time, there were no more training and chores from Liu Yuelou, and no more instigation and provocation from the sisters around her. She lost her foxy charm and became more innocent and clever, which matched her age. She looked like a sister who respected her brother.
"Master, I finally see you." Yazhi blinked her eyes and came to meet him pitifully. It was not known whether it was intentional or because of the surging emotions. She came to Xia Shang in three or two steps and threw herself into his arms and hugged Xia Shang's waist. "Poor Yazhi misses you day and night. Recently, I heard that the master was returning home, and I came here with a cry. I didn't expect that the master was only talking to the lady in private, and didn't care about Yazhi's worries at all."
She was so sad that tears fell on Xia Shang's chest, wetting a piece of his clothes.
It is a great honor and pride to be remembered by a beautiful woman. A few tears fell on my chest as if flowing into my heart, and in a moment, half of the heaviness in Xia Shang's heart was washed away.
"Hey! When I returned home yesterday, the first thing I heard from my wife was that she had promised me a marriage. I was confused and very upset. It was not a whisper, but just a plan to turn things around. Okay, okay, I've cried, but I'm wrong this time and I've failed your kindness. In this case, how about I treat you to a drink?"
"Drink?"
"Let's go out to drink."
Yazhi was puzzled: "We have the best Wuliangye brewed by the young master at home, why do we have to go out to drink?"
"My wife went to the Guanyin Temple, and the house is cold and lonely. It's better to go out for a walk and blow the cold wind. Maybe the injuries on your body will heal faster."
Hearing the young master say this, Yazhi looked up and noticed that the young master was worried and listless. Knowing that this was because the young master missed his wife, and thinking of the woman who married into the family today, he felt resentful and sad, and his spirit was depressed. He lowered his head and loosened his arms around the young master.
"Madam, Madam... The young master's heart is all about Madam. If his heart is all about Madam, why would he ask for that irrelevant little woman?"
Yazhi rarely said this, and her tone was not pleasant.
Xia Shang was also surprised when he saw it. When he looked down, he found that Yazhi was crying again, with a pair of small hands clasped together and pinched tightly.
The conflict between Yazhi and Qin Huairou has been going on for a long time, and Xia Shang knew it well. It's just that Xia Shang is good at handling other things, but he is clumsy in dealing with women.
In the past, Xia Shang seemed to be gone, and after a long time of waiting, the two would become familiar with each other.
But the fact proved that Xia Shang's expectation was nothing but wishful thinking. Even after such a long time, Yazhi still had a hint of resentment when she talked about Qin Huairou.
In this situation, Xia Shang was powerless and could only persuade: "Don't fight with Huairou. You will only hurt your own people."
"How did I hurt her? I was always the one who got hurt! She is the lady, who takes care of the housework, manages the inner courtyard, and holds the power. I am not even a maid, and I have no say. How dare I fight with her? The young master has always only wanted her in his heart. Has he ever thought of Yazhi? When I first entered the Xia family, did the young master ever ignore me like this?"
"Oh, how can I ignore you? Huairou... Rou is my wife, so I naturally have her in my heart, but that doesn't mean I don't have you in my heart, so stop imagining it. "
Recently, Yazhi opened up and was about to finish her words, and then said, "If the young master has me in his heart, why is it not me who moved into the west wing recently?"
Xia Shang didn't want Yazhi to speak so directly, and was shocked: "You..."
"Young master, although what Yazhi said today is disrespectful, I have to say it. I don't know what the young master wanted to do when he bought me back? If you have me in your heart, I accepted me. If you don't have me in your heart, why not drive me out of the house and let me fend for myself."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xia Shang shouted, pretending to be angry, "Stop talking nonsense, I will punish you to meditate in your room for a day."
"Master, if you want to punish me, then punish me. Yazhi should say it." Yazhi suddenly changed her face, wiped her tears, and said seriously, with a burning look: "At the beginning, Yazhi was bought by the master with a lot of money, and she had no choice. I thought the master was a shameless playboy, and I was unwilling to accept it. Then the master After the master came back to life, I realized that the young master was a capable hero. How many heroes are there in the world? But none of them can compare to the young master's talent and wisdom. After a few months of getting along, Yazhi admired the young master and wanted to marry him, even if it was just for a concubine! Young master, I like you..." Xia Shang was stunned, and there was only one question in his mind: "Is my father confessed?" Perhaps Yazhi herself didn't know that she could say such earth-shattering words. For ancient women, these words were really earth-shattering! As soon as the voice fell, Yazhi felt her face burning, sweating, and misty eyes, but she didn't bow her head, stubbornly pouted her lips, and didn't back down. Xia Shang had encountered such a scene before. In his previous life, many passionate women said they liked him. At that time, Xia Shang didn't agree, not because he didn't feel moved, but because he didn't dare to believe it. But this time Xia Shang believed it. The woman in front of him would never lie.
But...
Xia Shang smiled, gently touched Yazhi's cheek, and whispered softly: "Silly girl, I treat you differently from Huairou. In my heart, I always treat you as my sister."
"Sister...sister..." Yazhi was stunned, "What is this?"
Yazhi murmured, at a loss.
She thought that she would not get the answer she wanted. Perhaps such an answer was already very good, but Yazhi's heart was full of sorrow. She ran a nose and tears rolled down. She raised her hand and hit Xia Shang in front of her, crying loudly: "Who wants to be your sister!"
After that, Yazhi rushed out of the door, crying with her face smeared, and no one knew where she went.
Yazhi's disturbance made Xia Shang at a loss. Although he followed his heart this time, he felt a little guilty when he saw Yazhi so sad.
I want to comfort her, but I feel that it is not a good idea to comfort her at this moment. It is better to ask someone else to comfort her.
Now that the lady is not here, Xiaoyue is unreliable, and Zhongbo is even less suitable. After thinking about it, it seems that the only one left is the person in the West Wing.