"Princess, the master only comes back every ten days and half a month, and he left after a while. The same is true for the wedding night. You don't ask the master. Besides, looking at the situation today, the master seems to have come back to celebrate your birthday, and you don't meet again. What are your thoughts?"

"Birthday," Yuzhu chuckled as if she was mocking herself: "Who else will remember my birthday now? What else can I ask next to me? If he was unwilling to tell me, and if he asked him, he would not tell the truth, and he would also make things difficult for himself." Although she was smiling, her voice was extremely cold, as deep as the well in front of the courtyard.

"Princess, I heard that the master has never used the midnight snack you sent every day, and I have sent you all to throw it away. Why are you doing this in vain?"

"Listen to those servants gossiping. The master is busy with business and has no time to care about it. If I am not careful, how can he get rid of his health if he is not doing it?"

"Princess, the master always says that business is busy, I really don't know what he is busy with. Princess, why don't you go to see the master diligently and have a love affair when meeting you, right?"

"If he doesn't go, if he is not busy, he will come to see me. If he is busy, wouldn't it be annoying for me to bother him? If he is not busy, he will come to see me, why should I be attentive to him and make it boring?" Yuzhu's voice was neither sad nor happy, nor a trace of turmoil, as if he was talking about something else, and it had nothing to do with himself.

"Princess, if I had known that this would be the case when I came back, I would rather stay in the Shi Mansion."

"Clean nonsense, what's the point of being the day."

The voice gradually became lower and became unheard. Bai Shanglu walked into the bamboo forest with his feet floating in his arms, and kept asking in his heart, Yuzhu, are you regretting it?

Bai Shanglu, who had not returned all night, narrowed his eyes and looked at the glimmer of light in the east. The concave green water behind him was inlaid with golden edges. The rising sun slowly sprinkled ripples in the water. Since the birth of Yuzhu that day, Bai Shanglu has opened the prelude to never return home, sleeping all night and flowers all night, avoiding Yuzhu.

The morning light of late autumn was like an old tree withered vines falling from leaves, without a trace of color. A pair of stone lions in front of Bai Mansion also dyed the sparse autumn colors. A corner of the moon-white cuffs embroidered with green patterns brushed past the stone lion, and a few dead leaves rolled down. As soon as you entered the mansion, your eyes passed over the dead bamboo. Bai Shanglu saw Yuzhu standing on the side. Her eyebrows were cold and smiled, and her voice was leisurely: "It's early to come back today." He was stunned, and hesitant, he stopped and moved forward and retreated. He didn't know how to respond. An awkward expression appeared on his face. It turned out that he cared about Yuzhu.

She sniffed a few steps closer, frowned slightly, took a few more steps back, and chuckled, "It's so fragrant, you don't feel tired every day?" Her increasingly slender hand brushed across his shoulders: "I'm so tired for you."

"What do you want to say, just say it, there is no need to be so roundabout." How could Bai Shanglu not hear Yuzhu's sarcasm? He immediately became cold in his voice. His face, which was as thin as a cicada, was about to poke a hole. This was a bad omen.

Yuzhu tilted her head, pursed her lips and smiled like a smile: "I won't ask, do you just think I'm stupid? I'll take care of your face, don't swear."

"I don't know if I tried to punish you or you did it. Shi Jueming, who had three wives and four concubines, didn't see you dislike anything, but now he disliked me. If you regret it, I will divorce you and send you back to Shi Mansion. I can also gain a reputation for adult beauty." He was so angry that his sleeves brushed across the bamboo forest. The rustling sound was like his anger, as if everything that could not be said to others was stripped naked and blocked by her. How could she still hold her face? She simply turned naked and exposed each other's scars to see who had more scars and who fell down first.

After a long time, clear tears fell on the dead leaves and melted heavily. She looked up, but there was no trace on her face, and she smiled as if nothing had happened.

At this point, the two of them finally broke their faces and had no relationship. They were as smart as hers, and they always lived a clear and clear life. In fact, since they came back, she has seen his mind change. However, in order to maintain the fragile days, she deliberately closed her eyes and pretended to be confused. But now, she can no longer deceive herself. That love is as thin as paper. All his emotions are pointed out on paper, and it is already a mistake to state that her existence is a mistake. The first glance at her first meeting was a mistake, and the mistake is irreversible.

In fact, in this year, it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. From princes and nobles to the common people, they regard being able to marry and take concubines as the highest level of life. The more concubines they take, the richer the wealth is. Therefore, there are more and more concubines in rich people, and even if they don’t have money, they will have to take concubines even if they have swollen faces. This is the case with the world, and it is impossible to blame Bai Shanglu, not to mention that he has not taken concubines yet, but he just often goes to places of love and miserable places.

This most meager woman took away the love in her heart. How could she not be angry or resentful? I am afraid she would go crazy. To put it bluntly, if Bai Shanglu treated each other sincerely, she would definitely be like Yuzhu, wholeheartedly and would not look for the woman next to her again. Shi Juanming was like this after taking Yuzhu.

"He treats you sincerely at this moment, and he can also treat others with sincerity at the next moment. This fickle and true sincerity is so worthless, it's okay if you don't." Yuzhu sighed silently. She was always thinking about his true feelings for her, but when she got married, her true feelings became pieces of ice, and she couldn't pick up the broken ones. When the sun was sunny, it was gone without this sincerity. How could she endure the decades in the future?

Time changes, people's hearts gather and disperse, and everything is so fast that it is dazzling

It was two years later, and Bai Shanglu had never stepped into the Yuzhu Pavilion again.

In the past two years, the wind has been gentle and cold and green in the backyard, green and yellow, and green, all the same as Yuzhu's faint expression all year round, which is common. She spent most of her day in the Buddhist temple, focusing on worshiping Buddha and copying scriptures, as if immersed in those difficult-to-understand verses, which can calm her heart and less heartache. However, when the sun is falling, the handwriting of her copying scriptures becomes more messy, and her eyes are wandering and I don't know where to fall.

Whenever Bai Shanglu returned to his house, Yuzhu seemed to have pinched the hour, hid in front of the Hanghua Gate, secretly glanced at Bai Shanglu's hurried expression, staring at the purse and sachets on his body. Each one was from the hand of Banfenghe, with her smell, but none of them was from the hand of Yuzhu.

I made so much Yuzhu, and I was still under the lamp every day, until the night was dark and my eyes were red, and I embroidered my full love in my stitches. But, the sachet didn't enter his eyes, and the love didn't enter his eyes. She looked so sad, but in a flash, her eyebrows and eyes were peaceful again, as if she was brushing away the flowers and leaves on her shoulders without knowing it, and her expression turned around as usual.

Yuzhu originally thought that Bai Shanglu was just a show of Fenghe, but she thought that Dew Shui's love was not reliable, and the days went by gradually fading. She originally thought that she could wait until Bai Shanglu changed her mind, but who would have thought that Dew Shui's love really gave birth to long-lasting love, and the sea-like silver hit her, treating her place as an outside house.

The night in early winter is as cold as water, but Bai Shanglu, who has always rarely returned home, appears in a hurry in the night wind outside the Yuzhu room.

The pale white window paper was thin and shining, and the lights were swaying. He stared at the house, his eyes were red, and he was almost angry and was about to spit out the fire. The window paper showed two figures overlapping on the table, one man and the other woman. The woman was slender and looked like Yuzhu, while the man looked a bit like a stone cassia.

Bai Shanglu clenched his fists and opened the door with a punch. The lights in the room went out. In a flash, the darkness and silence were silent. Even as the sound of breaking through the window frame, a man's figure rushed out and disappeared into the vast night. A series of accidents made people unable to react. In a blink of an eye, the lights in the room were brightly lit again. Bai Shanglu grabbed Yuzhu's clothes and suppressed his anger: "Where is a person."

Yuzhu raised her eyes, and a daze flashed in her eyes: "Who is it?" She looked at the maid standing behind him, then at the broken window frame, and chuckled: "I said two years have passed, why did I come today? It turned out that I was catching a traitor. Let me tell you, I am not so despicable yet."

Bai Shanglu let go of her, turned around and slapped the maid: "You said, where are you?"

The maid covered her face and glanced at Yuzhu with trembling eyes: "I don't know who the master said."

He kicked the maid in the abdomen, and the maid immediately spit out a mouthful of blood: "Say."

"Master, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, the maid stood up with a grimace, her face pale in pain, and her voice trembled.

"Who is it?"

"Yes, yes, it's General Shi."

Yuzhu looked at the question and answer coldly, her expression gradually became clear and her face was always calm, as if all this had nothing to do with her. She stood under the window in a plain white bedcloth, her collar and sleeves were neat, without a trace of wrinkles, and even the black hair hanging around her waist was neat and neat.

After a long time, Bai Shanglu paused, rushed to Yuzhu quickly, raised his hand and threw it down, but stopped inch away from her face, and his fingertips passed by her face, sneering: "I don't hit you, it's not that I still have affection for you, but that I don't know how to be ashamed of you, and that I don't want to hit you."

Yuzhu turned her head and chuckled: "It's hard for you to know the word shamelessness for those who have been lingering in brothels all day long." She pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes fell outside the window, and when fine snow floated outside, the rolled eaves were covered with a thin layer of white, just like the vast snow on the Gobi Desert that year. The past with life and death seemed to be yesterday, but the affection that Xiang Su's love had already been wiped out at any time. Bai Shanglu's face was deep, and his sleeves were coldly brushed, sweeping the cups and cups on the ground. The floor fell down immediately with a burst of sounds. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and chopped it on the table. The table collapsed with a bang. He turned around and said, "I will give you my life back, and we will never owe each other from now on."

He left resolutely and left no word left. Yuzhu knew that he could not trust her and could endure this matter today just to repay her life-saving grace.

At night, Lu Su was staying in Ban Fenghe. He was a woman with a charming smile. Her lips and teeth were all warm and sweet, and even her black hair was gentle and curly, not like Yuzhu. She looked strange and did not approach her. She snuggled in his arms, and her black hair was spinning around her fingertips: "Young master, you are so angry that you will hurt your body. Let Fenghe serve you to rest."

He chuckled softly: "It would be great if Yuzhu had half of your considerateness."

Ban Fenghe covered her mouth and chuckled, and her fingertips still kept teasing her between her arms: "What the young master said is that the wife is a dignified princess, and Fenghe can't compare with it. The young master does not dislike Fenghe's low status, which is Fenghe's blessing."

"So what about a dignified princess? You don't do that kind of shameful thing."

"Honor has misunderstood? The lady probably won't do that."

"Misunderstanding, hum, there will be fakes that I have seen with my own eyes. Fortunately, Fenghe, you treat me as before." Bai Shanglu hugged her tightly.

Late at night, Ban Fenghe tiptoed up and rushed to the vigilant maid

Asked, "How is Yuzhu?"

"She didn't make any noise, she just drove the people around her out."

"She is hard and has never said a soft word. Well, as long as the young master can't trust her, I will feel at ease. As long as she doesn't cause trouble, why should I cause more trouble? I have nothing to do, so let her go."

Just a few days later, Bai Shanglu redeemed Ban Fenghe and placed it in Bai Mansion. Yuzhu received the news, and her eyes were dull. Even though Bai Shanglu and her had long been neglected by life and death, they still took into account each other's face and had never broken up like today. It seems that whether the truth or false that night was no longer important, it really hurt his heart.

In late spring, Bai Shanglu built a large-scale construction in the front yard. He digs a lotus pond and planted lotus flowers in the pond. At this time, it is green leaves that connect the sky. From a distance, it looks like a piece of jade embedded in it.

A series of Western Begonia begonia planted around the lotus pond are densely blooming, and the flowers are clustered on the branches, like red glows, as if they have overturned the beauty's rouge box. The breeze blows by, spreading bright and colorful brilliance in the sky.

Yuzhu's birthday was as late as the spring was passing. She waited hard day by day, from dawn to dusk, and did not wait for Bai Shanglu's gifts, and even had never seen anyone. Yuzhu knew that he should be addicted to the gentle hometown of Banfenghe and had long forgotten this day.

The hot and scorching heat slowly passed away in the flowing light. The backyard was still full of green bamboos, and the dark green that remained unchanged all year round. The jade bamboo leaned on the beauty couch, and a shadow covered her increasingly delicate body. Accompanied by the rustling bamboo leaves, she was holding a book intently, but her eyes fell on the ground. Looking at the swaying shadows, she was silently ecstatic, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Madam, Madam, something is wrong, something happened." A face-to-face maid rushed in in panic.

Yuzhu was shocked, and the book fell to the ground with a "bang", disturbing this quiet afternoon: "What happened."

"The one in front, the one in front is pregnant."

"What, what did you say." Yuzhu was so shocked that she couldn't stand steadily. She staggered on the couch, her lips trembling: "Is that true?"

"I have hired several doctors to see it, there will be no mistakes."

Yuzhu pulled the broken hair on her forehead, and in a flash, she looked as usual. She calmly sipped cold tea and said lightly: "I understand, you go."

Although Ban Fenghe is pregnant sooner or later, it comes too quickly, so fast that even Yuzhu even has no time to start, everything is a foregone conclusion. From today on, her good days are really over. Yuzhu's hand was tightly held, and her slender nails were embedded in the flesh, but it became tighter and tighter, as if there was no pain at all. Yuzhu lamented that Ban Fenghe was pregnant, leaning against Bai Shanglu's favor for her. If she gave birth to a son and a half daughter, she would sooner or later replace her as the head of the Bai Mansion. Although this head of the house is just a false reputation, she is only left with a false reputation.

Time flies and turns quickly. Ban Fenghe is already five months pregnant. Her bulging belly seems to be laughing, indicating that she is the one who laughs the last time in this love battle without gunpowder.

However, before the corners of her lips were completely opened, Yuzhu sent her a bowl of ginseng soup with abortion pills, giving birth to a stillbirth that was less than a term. What's even more tragic is that the abortion pills were given a full amount and completely damaged her mother's body. It's hard to get pregnant in the future. It can be seen that Yuzhu has so much hatred that it has reached its core.

This annoyed Bai Shanglu. He had been expecting the birth of this child. Once his dream broke, his red eyes were like a bloody beast. He held a spear and smashed open Yuzhu's door, raised his hand and slapped loudly in the face and spread far away: "You sent that bowl of abortion medicine."

She ignored the red and swollen fingerprints on the face, turned her head and smiled at him, grabbed his spear, pulled it to her heart and stabbed it suddenly, bleeding through her fingers: "It's me, I can't live well, you don't want to live well, isn't it just that both sides are hurt? She can't do anything I can't do."

The spear twisted, the rod and the spear head were pulled away, and the spear head was nailed to her heart, and blood floated up, layer by layer through his eyes, like his anger: "Since you can do it, don't blame me for not being able to withstand it."

"If I give me a divorce letter, I will not ask for it." She raised her eyebrows slightly, showed no pain on her face, a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were ruthless and ruthless. The most tragic end of the beauty was that she was still in a miserable evening when her beauty was not around, but she felt these things when her beauty was in full swing. I have to say that she was too desperate.

After that, Yuzhu had not waited for the divorce letter, and Bai Shanglu never showed up again. He only comforted Ban Fenghe who was in pain after miscarriage. However, Ban Fenghe really had a strong husband. After Bai Shanglu was with her, she changed her past fortune and rose step by step over the years, and became a senior general in the middle and middle army.

Listening to these few words, Yuzhu chuckled at the table. Her husband's vision was really good. A defeated general from the previous dynasty could reach this point in the new dynasty, but the dark horse plunged into the arms of others and never looked back.
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