The wedding banquet gradually dispersed, and the bustling Yuhua Pavilion finally returned to its usual state.
Ji Yunshu wanted to wait for Jing Rong to return to Bamboo Creek Garden, so she arranged for someone to send Wei Yi back first.
She couldn't calm herself down for a long time.
She absentmindedly stood at the entrance.
"Miss Ji?" A rough and deep voice came from behind her.
She turned around.
It was Third Master.
"Third Master?"
Father Tang walked over with large, powerful strides. His gaze on her was less fierce and more gentle.
It didn't match his tall and sturdy figure.
He thanked her, "Miss Ji, you helped a lot with Ah Si's wedding. Thank you."
"I'm just a friend of hers. I didn't help much, but I'm happy for her that she and Mo Ruo can finally be together."
Sincere!
Third Master smiled and looked at her thoughtfully. "I heard from Ah Si that you're from Jinjiang?"
She nodded.
"Who else is there in the family?"
This …
She didn't know how to answer. She only said, "There are a few sisters and brothers left in the family, but we rarely contact each other."
"Why?"
"Every family has its own problems."
"Oh?" Third Master asked again, "Is Mother also gone?"
"She died when I was born."
"How old are you?"
"Almost nineteen!"
Ah!
Sanye's expression tightened, revealing a trace of emotion mixed with sadness. However, she tried her best to conceal her emotions and didn't pursue the matter. Her eyes were glued to Ji Yunshu's body.
His gaze made Ji Yunshu very uncomfortable.
She asked, "Third Master, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with me?"
He didn't feel awkward looking at her. Instead, he said, "To tell you the truth, it's because you look very similar to an old friend of mine, so I almost mistook you for her."
"Is that so? Is that person very important to you? "
Third Master's eyes were full of memories. "Yes, she is indeed a very important old friend. But something happened many years ago, and we were separated. I haven't seen her since. When I saw you a few days ago, I felt that your eyes were very similar to hers!"
No wonder he was staring at her in the alley.
She almost thought he was an old pervert.
Awkward!
Ji Yunshu was completely captivated by his words. She asked, "Why did they get separated?"
"Does Miss Ji know what happened twenty years ago?"
"Twenty years ago?"
It was the year before she was born, and also the first year of the Great Lin's Qizhen Emperor's ascension to the throne.
That year?
She pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of something. "That year was the year the new Huyi Emperor was crowned. It was said that when the King of Huyi ascended to the throne, the entire Huyi was in chaos. There were countless deaths and injuries, and many Huyi people fled to the Great Lin. Could it be that Third Master and your old friend?" "That's right, I'm actually from Huyi." Third Master was magnanimous and continued, "At that time, Huyi was at war. I escaped to Great Lin with her, but we were separated by a group of soldiers. Later on, I went to Houliao and settled down there, but her whereabouts were unknown. I searched for her for more than ten years.
I don't have any news. I think … she might already be dead. "
What a sad story!
Ji Yunshu did not know how to comfort him. She only said, "If she's not dead, you two will meet again if fate allows it."
"Yes, we will meet again if we are fated."
There seemed to be a hidden meaning behind her words.
Third Master's gaze on her became even hotter.
Ji Yunshu was a little embarrassed and simply looked away.
At this time —
"Clang!"
The sound of porcelain hitting the ground could be heard from the courtyard.
The two of them heard the sound and looked towards the courtyard together.
In the courtyard.
A clumsy child had just knocked over a bowl and was bending over to clean it up.
The rest of the children were busy tidying up the things on the table. They were so busy that they were sweating profusely and had no time to care about the person who had broken the things.
Suddenly, someone asked, "Where did Master go? Why hasn't he come over to toast? "
Another person said, "Yes, today is Master's big day, but he didn't come out to toast. Just now, I heard a few people talking about Master, saying that he's putting on airs."
"Master doesn't put on airs."
"But where did he go?"
"I don't know!"
Everyone was puzzled. Where did Master go?
A child who had just come out of the kitchen with a plate said, "Master is drinking with Prince Rong."
What?
"It's fine if Master is in the bridal room, but why is he drinking with Prince Rong?"
Strange!
Gay friendship.
Everyone began to discuss among themselves.
What did Master like men?
What did Master have an affair with Prince Rong?
What …
What a mess!
In the end, Third Master, who was walking over, heard them.
He stepped forward and kicked a child's buttocks.
He reprimanded, "Open your mouth and I'll kill you."
The child rubbed his sore buttocks and frowned. "Third Master, I was wrong."
"Hurry up and pack up. If you speak any more, I'll bring all of you to Houliao to practice my archery."
"I won't dare, I won't dare."
Everyone hurriedly packed up, not daring to say another word.
But —
Could Mo Ruo still be drinking with Jing Rong?
In the bridal room!
Mo Ruo swayed his body as he walked in and bumped into the door.
His shoulder hurt!
Tang Si sat obediently on the bed, her eyes only focused on the red veil in front of her. When she heard the sound, her heart thumped wildly.
She clenched her fists.
Mo Ruo closed the door and walked over. He vaguely saw Tang Si sitting on the bed in a red wedding dress.
Then —
He bowed.
"Greetings, wife."
His head almost hit the ground.
Tang Si bit her lip and laughed inwardly. She returned the greeting in a very gentle voice. "Husband, you don't have to be so polite."
It was clearly a gentle word, but when it came from her mouth, it sounded sour.
She didn't dare to move and waited for the person in front of her to lift her veil.
But —
After a long time.
There was still no movement!
She tried to see through the veil, but could only vaguely see a foot.
No, it was two feet on the ground.
In an instant, she tore the veil off her head, and what she saw was a drunkard who was completely drunk.
He was sprawled on the ground.
There was a wine bottle beside him. The wine inside the bottle had spilled all over the floor.
"Jing Rong, drink. Come, drink …" Mo Ruo moved his body and mumbled.
"Drink, drink, drink. You're still drinking at such an important time." Tang Si was infuriated. She placed her hands on her hips and kicked him forcefully, shouting, "Bastard!"
Mo Ruo was completely unconscious.
He was even snoring.
Tang Si didn't give up. She grabbed his collar and forcefully dragged him onto the bed.
"You're drunk. This old lady is going to eat you up."
He threw himself onto the bed.
The drunkard's clothes were swiftly stripped off, not a single piece was left.
Tang Si smiled wickedly, like a hungry little leopard in the forest.
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