Chen Yichao's complexion was slightly cold.

He came to Luoyang City to investigate floods and to investigate officials who embezzled and accepted bribes when building dams. However, the officialdom in Luoyang is like a solid iron barrel. The aristocratic families in Luoyang do not care about the face of the famous Shen family, nor do they care about the power of their aunt.

He was left alone in this remote wing room for two days.

Where should I start?

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Han Yanliang broke the pomegranate buds one by one, and said lazily: "Do you still not understand it? All your dignity comes from your family background. Your brother Shen suggested that you have military achievements, so it is worthy of others' high attention. As for you, once others look down on the Shen family, you will be nothing."

The wind and rain outside the window are dark.

Chen Yichao rolled up his sleeves and added half a cup of hot tea: "In your eyes, am I nothing? Yanyan, since when did I become so unbearable?"

His tone was calm, rather than asking about Han Yanliang.

Han Yanliang was too lazy to answer him.

She got up, took out the bedding from the closet, and spread it neatly on the floor.

Chen Yichao locked her ankles with shackles and forced her to be in the same room with him.

She couldn't stand the bed with him, so she would take another floor every night.

Chen Yichao picked up the celadon tea cup and blew the warm tea soup.

The hot tea fog hit him, bringing him some warmth in the cold night of rain.

He turned his head and looked at the woman lying in the quilt: "Yanyan, is it so unbearable for you to talk to me? Maybe I have done something that makes you sad, but I have repented. As the saying goes, the prodigal son will turn back and don't change gold. What do you want me to do? Can you forgive me? Can I kneel down and beg you so that you and I can go back to the past?"

The noble son, expresses deep affection.

The beauty sleeping on the floor only felt noisy.

She turned inward, unwilling to pay attention to him.

Chen Yichao held the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "You always blame me for being indifferent, but cold smoke is cold, how could you never change your heart? You know that I like you, but you turn around and have fun with my brother. Where do you put me? Do you want me to call your sister-in-law so that you will be happy?"

Han Yanliang covered her ears with a quilt, but the man's voice still kept rumbling into her ears, which made her very irritated.

She sat up and asked mercilessly: "What do you like? What do you like? What do you know about me? Do you know who my parents are? Do you know how I grew up when I was young? Do you know what I like and what I hate?"

She has always been charming and gentle, like a lazy fox in the spring sun. She has never questioned others so much.

Chen Yichao was stunned.

What do you like about her?

What do you know about her?

When he was still in Jinguan City, he lived in Yulouchun for a long time, and had faced her day and night, and had done the most intimate things with her.

Han Yanliang knew that he liked reading and writing, and had given him precious pen, ink, paper and inkstone. But to this day, he didn't even know the other party's preferences, and had never given her any gifts.

He couldn't answer any of the questions she asked.

Han Yanliang seemed to have expected his reaction, and impatiently lay back into the quilt again, grabbing the quilt and covering his head high.

Chen Yichao stared at the quilt with a complicated expression.

He put down the teacup and sat slowly on the edge of the floor.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the arched quilt. As soon as he touched his fingertips, he hesitantly shrank back.

He whispered: "I'm sorry."

The woman in the quilt was silent and did not respond to him.

Chen Yichao leaned over and leaned close to the edge of the quilt and said with concern: "Yanyan, are you crying? Don't cry, I will feel distressed... Yanyan, now I already understand what it means to feel distressed. If you speak, don't cry, okay?"

He hurriedly lifted the quilt.

The beauty in the quilt had a calm face, without any trace of tears.

Even the circles of my eyes didn't turn red.

Chen Yichao was stunned again: "Yanyan..."

"Cry?" Han Yanliang sneered, "I will never cry for men in my life."

Chen Yichao lowered his eyes.

The eye shadows shone through the white and steep face, adding a bit of sadness to him.

He quickly cheered up again, smiled and pulled the quilt open, and sat next to Han Yanliang: "The long night is boring, tell me about your childhood, right? I want to know what kind of uncle and aunt are, and I also want to know what kind of girl Yanyan was when she was a child."

I like her.

I never knew about it before, so now he is willing to spend thousands of times more patience to listen to her childhood stories and participate in her past in another way.

He remembered something, and hurriedly brought fruit plates and refreshments, placed them neatly on the bedside, and smiled and said, "Because I like the woman, Yanyan's story must be very interesting, I have to eat and listen."

"interesting?"

Smell this word in cold smoke.

She looked at Chen Yichao's expectant face, and a sneered on the corner of her lips.

She leaned in the quilt, playing with her upper lace with one hand and holding her chin with the other, her voice was as misty as rain outside the window: "More than 20 years ago, Yulouchun's presidency was a beautiful woman in Shu County. How beautiful was it? The officials of Shu County, who passed by Jinguan City, were willing to spend a lot of money on her, just to drink a cup of spring tea with her, and just to take a few more glances at her beauty.

"However, the beauty is noble and arrogant, and is not interested in gold, silver and treasures. She has been trapped in Jinguan City for fifteen years and only wants to see the outside world. She yearns for the capital of her hometown, she admires the Jiangnan where apricot blossoms are drizzling, and she loves Luoyang City depicted in ancient books.

"One day, a young man in a gorgeous dress came to Jinguan City and claimed to be a wealthy businessman in Luoyang. Because he had read about Tianshu's existence in his book, he admired him very much, so he traveled across mountains and rivers to find the traces of Tianshu.

"He fell in love with the beauty at first sight. He gave the beauty eighteen different varieties of peonies, Mengjinpear and Du Kang wine. During the Lantern Festival, he gave the beauty Luoyang palace lanterns and took the beauty to cut paper under the window. They put the cut red rums on the window together. At that moment, the beauty was moved by him. That night, they were like countless ordinary couples, doing the most intimate things.

"The good times didn't last long. The beauty was pregnant. The young man in the gorgeous clothes suddenly received a letter from home saying that his mother was critically ill and urged him to return home as soon as possible. The beauty could not leave Tianshu, so they could only say goodbye and agreed to meet again after her mother recovered from illness.

"But how do you meet? The young master of Chinese clothing has been heard of no news since he was called away. The beauty sent a letter to Luoyang, like a stone sinking into the sea, and she received no reply.

"The beauty gave birth to a baby girl while waiting day after day, but gradually eroded her enthusiasm and innocence."

"She started to blame, blame men for being indifferent and righteous, blame men for being distracted. She vented all her anger on her daughter. She beat her every day and forced her to swear her with her life. She would never fall in love with any man in her life."

The lights jump.

Chen Ying listened, and his eyes quietly fell on Han Yanliang.
Chapter completed!