Chapter 880: In my life, I will never cry for men

Shen Yichao's face was slightly cold.
He came to Luoyang City to investigate floods, to investigate officials who had corrupted and accepted bribes when building dams, but Luoyang's officialdom was like a strong iron bucket. The family in Luoyang did not care about the reputation of the famous Shen family, let alone their aunt. Power.
He has been left out in this remote wing for two full days.
Where should I start?
Han Yanliang saw that he didn't say a word, and boringly opened the pomegranate buds one by one, and lazily said, "Isn't it clear yet? All your decentness comes from your family background. Your brother is absolutely sceptical. You have military merit, so it's worth looking at. As for you, once others look down on Shen's family, you are nothing."
The wind and rain outside the window is like a gloom.
Shen Yichao rolled up his sleeves and added half a cup of hot tea: "In your eyes, am I nothing? Smoke, since when have I become so unbearable?"
He has a calm tone, not so much asking Han Yanliang as he is asking himself.
Han Yanliang didn't bother to answer him.
She got up, took out the bedding from the closet and laid it neatly on the floor.
Shen Yichao locked her ankles with shackles, forcing her to be in the same room with him.
She couldn't bear sharing the bed with him, so she hit another floor bunk every night.
Shen Yichao held up the celadon tea cup and blew the warm tea soup.
The hot tea mist rushed over his face, bringing him a little warmth in the rainy night.
He tilted his head to look at the woman lying in the bed: "Smoke, talking to me, makes you so unbearable? Maybe I have done something that saddens you, but I have repented. What do you want me to forgive me? Is it because I kneel down and beg you, so you and I can go back to the past?"
Noble son, affectionate.
The beauty sleeping on the floor only felt noisy.
She rolled over, unwilling to ignore him.
Shen Yichao took the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "You always blame me for being affectionate, but when the smoke is cold, how can you be infatuated? You know I like you, but you turn around and rejoice with your brother, you put me Where? Do you want me to call your sister-in-law to make you happy?"
Han Yanliang covered her ears with the bedding, but the man's voice still gushed into her ears, making her very irritable.
She sat up and asked without mercy: "What do you like, Shen Yichao, ask yourself, what do you like me? What do you know about me? Do you know who my parents are? Do you know how I grew up when I was young Big one? Do you know what I like and hate?"
She has always been charming and gentle, like a fox wandering lazily in the spring sun. She has never asked anyone so gaffey.
Shen Yichao was startled.
What do you like her?
What do you know about her?
When he was still in Jinguancheng, he lived in Yulouchun for a long time, faced her day and night, and did the closest thing to her.
Han Yanliang knows that he likes to read and write, and has given him precious pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but to this day, he doesn't even know the other party's preferences, let alone give her any gifts.
He couldn't answer any of the questions she asked.
Han Yanliang seemed to have anticipated his reaction a long time ago, and lay back into the bed impatiently, grabbing the quilt and covering his head.
Shen Yichao stared at the quilt with a complicated expression.
He put down the tea cup and slowly sat down on the edge of the floor.
He stretched out his hand, trying to touch the arched quilt, when his fingertips touched him, he hesitantly retracted.
He whispered: "I'm sorry."
The woman in the quilt was silent and did not respond to him.
Shen Yichao 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 distressed me is, come out and talk. Don't cry, okay?"
He opened the quilt anxiously.
The beauty in the quilt has a calm face without any tears.
Even the eye circles are not red.
Shen Yichao was stunned again: "Yanyan..."
"Cry?" Han Yanliang sneered, "I will never cry for men in my life."
Shen Yichao lowered his eyes.
The shadow of the eyelashes cast shadows on the white and austere face, adding a bit of sadness to him.
He quickly cheered up again, smiled and opened the quilt, and sat beside Han Yanliang: "Long night is boring, tell me about your childhood? I want to know what kind of person my uncle and aunt are like, and I also want to know Yanyan. What kind of girl was it when I was young."
I like her.
He didn't know it before, so now he is willing to spend thousands of times patience to listen to the story of her childhood and participate in her past in another way.
He remembered something, and hurriedly brought fruit plates and refreshments, neatly arranged on the bedside of the floor, and smiled: "Because I am a favorite woman, the story of Yanyan must be very interesting. I have to eat and listen."
"interesting?"
Hanyanliang tastes the word.
She looked at Shen Yichao's expectant face and sneered at the corner of her lips.
She leaned on the bed, playing with the upper undergarment with one hand, while holding the other hand, her voice was as vague as the rain outside the window: "Twenty years ago, the former owner of Yulouchun was a beauty in Shu County. How beautiful is it? The officials of Shu County, who pass by Jinguan City, are willing to spend a lot of money for her, only to drink a cup of spring tea with her, and just to see her beauty.
"However, the beauty is tall and arrogant, and is not interested in gold and silver treasures. She has been trapped in Jinguan City for 15 years and only wants to see the outside world. She yearns for the capital of her home country, she admires Jiangnan where apricot blossoms are lightly raining, and she loves ancient books. Luoyang city depicted on the top.
"One day, a young man from Huafu came to Jinguan City and claimed to be a wealthy businessman in Luoyang. He admired Tianshu because he had read about the existence of Tianshu in his book, so he travelled across the mountains and rivers to find the traces of Tianshu.
"He fell in love with beauties at first sight. He gave the beauties 18 peonies of different varieties, and the beauties Mengjin pears and Dukang wine. On the first Yuan Festival, he gave the beauties Luoyang palace lanterns and took them to cut paper under the window. Together they were Putting the cut out big red 囍 characters on the window, at that moment, the beauty was moved to him. That night, they were like countless ordinary couples, doing the most intimate things.
"The good times did not last long. The beauty was pregnant, but the son of Huafu suddenly received a letter from his family saying that his mother was critically ill, urging him to return home as soon as possible. See you later.
"But, how do you meet? The master of Huafu has been silent since he killed him. The letter sent by the beauty to Luoyang looks like a stone sinking in the sea, and no reply has been received.
"While waiting day after day, the beauty gave birth to a baby girl, but she gradually lost her enthusiasm and innocence."
"She started to blame, blame the men for their innocence, blame the men for chaos and finally abandon. She vented all her anger on her daughter, she beat her every day, and forced her to swear her life every day , I will never fall in love with any man in this life."
The lights jump.
As Shen Yichao listened, his eyes quietly fell on Han Yanliang.
He remembered that when he was happy with her, she had many old scars on her body. He thought it was caused by Tianshu's experience, but he didn't expect...