The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 964 Chapter 964



Chapter 964 Chapter 964

Without hesitation, a familiar voice came from inside the room, "Come in."

Honeysuckle pushed the door open and said, "Miss, please come in."

Jin Fuyun stood at the door, the cold wind blowing towards her back with a chill, but when she heard these words, she felt as if her legs were filled with lead and weighed a thousand pounds. The threshold was not high, but she could not lift her jade feet to cross it.

"Big girl, please."

Honeysuckle thought to herself, Jin Fuyun, is there anything you are afraid of?

You are standing at the door, hesitating to move forward. As a slave, I don't care whether your body can bear it or not, but my young lady's body is not as resistant as yours. If you are blown by the wind for a while longer, you will definitely catch a cold.

So he spoke and urged again and again.

Even Shi Niang looked up at her daughter, only to see that she was staring at the woman sitting in front of the desk on the right side of the room.

She looked over there and was shocked.

It turned out that this was the wife of the fourth young master of the Pei family.

She was dressed simply, in a plain cotton dress and had even fewer jewels on her head than the older girl in the family who was still in mourning. She did not wear her hair in a bun, but simply made a small bun on top of her head, and braided the rest of her long hair in front of her body.

But even so, no one can ignore her appearance.

Her oval face was round and soft, neither thin nor fat, just the right size, as if carved from the finest mutton-fat jade. She was gentle in appearance, yet her dark eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her slightly raised brows brought a heroic air. However, as she was writing at her desk with her eyes lowered, no depth could be seen in her eyes.

But just this person, sitting in front of a huge desk full of books, has an indescribable quiet beauty.

I saw her moving the abacus beads with her right hand, her eyes fixed on the book, but she was calculating blindly.

The crackling sound was like thunder exploding a mountain, with stones flying everywhere and hitting the hearts of Jin Fuyun and his servant one by one.

Song Guanzhou was so busy that he almost forgot himself.

But the more this is the case, the more fascinating it is.

Shi Niang sighed and said, "My girl, no matter how capable you are, you are still far inferior to Song in terms of appearance."

The biting cold wind blew into the door, and Song Guanzhou shivered. Only then did she react and looked up.

With just this one glance, Shi Niang immediately lowered her eyes.

The beauty of the moment is all in the glance, a pool of autumn water, captivating the heart.

Jin Fuyun stood in the middle of the door like a sculpture, blocking the snow scene outside the door from Song Guanzhou's sight.

She frowned, slightly displeased.

Jin Fuyun was facing away from the light, with a shadow on her face, so Song Guanzhou couldn't see her clearly. But she was different. She was sitting in the light, so Jin Fuyun could even see the hair on her forehead clearly.

Well, at this point, how can I be cowardly?

Jin Fuyun finally raised her foot and stepped over the threshold. She did not have the humility to apologize in Prince An's Mansion, nor the pain of kneeling in Zhengxian Pavilion, nor was she hypocritical in front of Xiao Yinxiu. In front of the woman in front of her, her seldom revealed strong character suddenly stood up.

Waist, straight.

My back is no longer hunched.

Even the sadness on his face disappeared.

Even though his leg was injured, he still limped in, head held high, and walked in step by step.

On the other hand, as Song Guanzhou got closer step by step, he was finally able to see Jin Fuyun's face clearly.

It’s sadder than expected, but also more resilient than expected.

When the old enemies met, they were unusually calm. No bloodshot eyes and no aggressiveness. The apologetics were as proud as ever. The Fourth Young Master's wife, who was supposed to be high and mighty, was also unusually demure.

But the atmosphere was completely different.

The maids and servants on both sides fell silent, not even daring to breathe.

Song Guanzhou was sitting and Jin Fu was standing. The latter walked to the desk and stopped without bowing or greeting. The host did not speak and the guest was also silent.

After a while, Jin Fuyun turned his head and said, "Shi Niang, please leave first. Let me have a chat with the young lady."

this--

Shi Niang was slightly stunned. When she was about to ask for her servant's company, Song Guanzhou leaned back in his chair, a little lazy. She raised her eyes and looked at Ren Dong, "Bring hot tea, and refill my cup too."

"Yes, young lady."

As soon as Honeysuckle stepped out of the door, Dieyi and Lotus came over, each holding a tray. On one tray was a teapot and teacups, and on the other was freshly baked snacks.

Fortunately, the kitchenette is nearby, otherwise I would have frozen as soon as I went out in such weather.

When Jin Fuyun placed a cup of hot tea in front of him, Song Guanzhou waved his hand and said, "Go away."

Uh--

young lady?

Rendong raised her eyes, conveying her worry with her expression, but Song Guanzhou said nothing, just waved his hand.

Whatever!

Honeysuckle, Dieyi, and Shi Niang all knelt down and bowed before leaving.

When leaving, he carefully closed the door to block the cold wind. Song Guanzhou stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down. I have also suffered leg injuries. It is very uncomfortable."

Yes, the person in front of him broke his leg in order to save that short-lived ghost Xiao Cang.

"I'm glad to see the young lady at Prince An's Mansion. It seems that her legs and feet are fine."

There were several chairs in front of the table. Jin Fuyun picked the nearest one and sat down without any hesitation. She also brought over the hot tea, blew on it twice, and took half a sip.

The boiling hot tea was only slightly warm when it went down my throat.

Even so, it brought a little comfort to the cold Jin Fuyun.

Song Guanzhou nodded, "I have been on crutches for two or three months, and with proper rest, I am now back to normal and can run and jump without any problems."

"very nice."

Both of them broke their legs, but the situations were different.

"Young Madam was born lucky. She was taken care of by the Fourth Young Master. Even her broken leg healed faster than mine."

whispering sound!

Song Guanzhou frowned, looking a little displeased.

"Your body belongs to you. Using crutches can prevent you from falling with a broken leg and getting injured again. What does this have to do with Shiro?"

Jin Fuyun raised his head slightly and smiled sadly.

"The young lady will surely be delighted to see me today."

Song Guanzhou sighed softly, "I thought I would..."

Jin Fuyun's eyes moved as she stared at Song Guanzhou, "You should be proud of yourself. I have fallen into the dust, and you should be overjoyed."

Song Guanzhou put down the paper and pen, held his chin with one hand, and looked at the thin and unrecognizable Jin Fuyun. Her face was not as good as before, and her eyes were no longer as bright as before.

"does it worth?"

After a long time, Song Guanzhou asked seriously, and Jin Fuyun's body trembled violently. She had been trying very hard to control her emotions, but suddenly she couldn't hold them back anymore.

She stared at Song Guanzhou with fierce eyes.

"Now it seems that it's not worth it, but I, Jin Fuyun, will never regret doing anything." Pei An personally sent her to Yingxue Pavilion, making her fall into purgatory in an instant.

This also put an end to her extravagant thoughts.

Song Guanzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if smiling, "The eldest girl knows that, there is no point in regretting it."

This one sentence touched upon the most painful thing in Jin Fuyun's heart.

She nodded as well, "Yes, there's no use regretting."

Song Guanzhou sighed softly, "As a woman, I really can't understand your inexplicable hatred towards me. Is it just because I married Pei An?"

Jin Fuyun stroked his aching chest and leaned back in his chair, "This is your fate, but it's not."

At least, you have been married for four years, and Ji Zhang has never loved you.


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