AWB Chapter 288 It’s hard to sleep
Chapter 288 It’s hard to sleep
Cui Rong lowered her eyes and did not make any verbal response.
"You are really considerate. When you talk about marriage, you can think of those scholars from poor families."
Song Yanyi continued with a hint of sarcasm.
At this moment, Cui Rong was holding the teacup tightly in her hand and taking a sip, and did not pay attention to the provocative words.
"I'm afraid no one would be willing to marry into the remote Qingzhou officialdom."
Cui Rong couldn't stand it any longer when she heard this. She said in a trembling voice, "Are you done yet?"
This sudden and tough question made Song Yanyi a little at a loss for a moment.
"If you care so much, why did you marry me in the first place?"
This sentence directly touched his soft spot, leaving him stunned for a moment, speechless.
Then, Cui Rong suddenly put the cup in her hand back on the table, stood up and turned away.
By the time Song Yanyi reacted at an extremely fast speed, she had already disappeared around the corner of the door. This instantly made the usually calm and self-controlled man so angry that his face turned blue. "It seems that she has become more capable!"
Looking around, he found that Fu Xian and other subordinates all lowered their heads when they saw this scene, as if they turned a blind eye.
The anger that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart was like a thick dark cloud, rolling in his chest. Then he returned to the study and asked Cuizhu: "Where is the young lady now?"
Cuizhu replied respectfully: "Inside the house."
Song Yanyi strode into the bedroom and saw Cui Rong quietly recording accounts at the desk by the window.
Even when she heard footsteps, she never looked up at the door.
"We are going to Prince Xuan's Mansion to celebrate the child's first birthday tomorrow. We will attend together."
After saying that, he placed an exquisite invitation on the table.
Cui Rong remained silent and continued to concentrate on the work at hand.
Seeing this scene, Song Yanyi's face became even uglier: "You are so arrogant now. You don't even take my words seriously?"
"I dare not. I am afraid that one day you will be so happy that you will sell me to a hellish place like Qingzhou."
Although she said this, Cui Rong's eyes never left the account book.
Song Yanyi was once again speechless. He picked up a copy of "Female Rules" on the table and asked bluntly, "You studied for a whole month, did you just feed the dogs?"
At this moment, Cui Rong, who had been keeping her head down, raised her head, looked directly into his deep eyes, and said one word without fear: "Yes."
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Facing such a woman who seemed unusually stubborn today, Song Yanyi's expression became more and more serious, even with a hint of cruelty.
However, when he saw those still red eyes, half of the anger in his heart was extinguished immediately.
However, looking at the woman in front of him who refused to bow her head, he felt extremely dissatisfied.
So, Song Yanyi finally left angrily, leaving behind the figure who was sorting books and materials alone, still unchanged and focused on the work in his hands.
Cuizhu walked into the room carrying a kettle. Seeing this, she couldn't help but persuade him, "Young Master, please stop causing conflicts. After all, this matter has come to an end. The right thing for us to do in the future is to get along well with each other."
"Who likes to quarrel and cause trouble every day..."
Cuizhu sighed and continued, "Young Master is definitely not someone who is willing to bow his head. If the young mistress could be a little more gentle and considerate, perhaps life would be better."
After hearing this, Cui Rong remained silent, knowing in her heart that no matter what choice she made, she still had to live her life as usual.
Cuizhu could only sigh softly when she saw this: "As a servant, I am really worried about the young lady. Men have a vast world to explore, but women are often confined to this small world. If I can't find a way to grasp the young master's mind, when his attitude changes in the future, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it."
Hearing this, Cui Rong turned silently to the darkening night sky outside the window and said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because of this that I cannot be trapped in this yard forever."
"Oh?"
Cuizhu looked at Cui Rong in surprise.
Once you walk into the narrow path, it is not easy to turn back.
Her eyes became more determined. She believed that a person's life journey should not be completely dependent on others. Even if this road was full of unknowns and challenges, she decided to face it alone.
This courage comes not only from expectations for one's own future, but also from a yearning for an independent life.
When the account books were sorted out, she felt exhausted both physically and mentally, so she stepped into the bath to wash away the fatigue of the day, allowing her skin to regain vitality and her mind to find temporary comfort.
Afterwards, I fell asleep peacefully in the soft candlelight, looking forward to facing new challenges tomorrow with a more energetic outlook.
As the night deepened, the entire mansion was shrouded in a layer of silence, and even the chirping of insects became particularly clear.
Although the maid waiting outside tried her best to keep her eyes open to stay awake, she still couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness and almost fell asleep.
At this moment, a burst of brisk but rhythmic footsteps penetrated the darkness and broke the silence.
The maid was startled and immediately jumped up from her chair and looked towards the source of the sound. She saw a tall and slender figure slowly approaching from a distance, which looked even more mysterious and charming under the dim moonlight.
"Young Master..." Before she could finish her address, the man quickly and quietly crossed the yard, pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.
The moment the heavy curtain was lifted, what came into view was the faint bulge on the bed and the gentle woman sleeping with her head buried in it.
She was seen lying there quietly with her eyes closed, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corners of her mouth; although her face was a little pale, the peaceful aura she exuded made people feel warm as spring.
After removing his outer robe, he lay down beside the other person and gently hugged the soft body to fall asleep.
At this moment, all worries seem to have disappeared with the wind, and in this peace I have found a rare moment of truth and satisfaction.
"I will never let you go easily next time."
These were the words he whispered in Cui Rong's ear. Although they were threatening, they also revealed endless doting.
In the early morning of the next day, when the morning light shone through the window, she vaguely realized that there was only an empty bed beside her, with only the cold pillow and mat to keep her company; when she opened her sleepy eyes and looked carefully, she found that Song Yanyi had gotten up early and was washing himself.
"Today, I have to go to the Prince Xuan's Mansion for a banquet. I hope you won't be late."
A cold yet majestic voice interrupted her chaotic thoughts.
I don't know when he got up from the bed, got dressed neatly again and stood here. I just felt as if I had just experienced a long dream and had not yet fully awakened.
He rubbed his still dry and painful eyeballs with the back of his hand, forced himself to sit up, and responded, "Okay."
The words were uttered with a soft, sweet and coquettish charm, as lovable as a cat, and instantly caused ripples of emotions in the hearts of those who were originally indifferent.