Chapter 191 Four Rich Women Businessmen 44 (additional updates with more than 2,000 book reviews)

"Unknown to me, it's been half a year..." Shi Xianyu looked out the window, "There is a banquet that will last forever. I don't have much time left. Next, I will probably go down the mountain with him, go out for a walk, take a look, and travel around the world."

Li Lingjing was already used to going up the mountain to look for Shi Xianyu from time to time. When she heard that she was about to leave, she was suddenly panicked.

But I remembered that Shi Xianyu appeared in her life without any warning, and now she proposed to leave without any warning, which seemed natural...

"Will the Taoist priest come back?" Li Lingjing asked.

"Maybe." Shi Xianyu smiled brightly, "Aren't you hanging my portrait in Wangyou Pavilion? I'm still a half-way god now. When I become powerful in the future, I might come back often."

Li Lingjing smiled on her face, and looked at Shi Xianyu with a curved eyebrows and eyes, "I will always be waiting for the Taoist priest to come back in Wangyou Pavilion."

"Okay." Shi Xianyu smiled, "Then it's a matter of determination. I hope that when I come back, Wangyou Pavilion will be bigger and more beautiful than it is now~"

"Yeah, sure!"

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After autumn, the weather gets colder day by day, the leaves withered and fall, and are stepped into the mud by passers-by, and gradually become part of the mud.

Yingge sent her husband to the door and watched silently as the servants carried her husband's luggage onto the carriage.

It was originally said that he would take her back to his hometown to get married after finishing his business in Shengjing City, but Boss Sun said he would go to Mobei and there were packed goods waiting for him to accept.

From Shengjing to the north, the customs of the people gradually became tough and the road was not easy to walk, so it was not suitable to bring family members. Yingge could only wait for her husband to come back in Shengjing.

However, when the businessman who was traveling outside came back, there was no accurate letter, ranging from months to years. It was originally when the newlyweds were just a couple of years. Boss Sun was probably not able to meet him for half a year.

In addition, the autumn is bleak and the scenery is declining, Yingge's mood becomes more and more depressed.

Before leaving, Boss Sun comforted her softly: "When I come back, I will bring you a gift. What do you like? You can choose jewelry and clothes."

Yingge replied gently: "The gift I want is my husband's return safely."

Boss Sun smiled, "I will ask someone to send a letter back."

The two of them bid farewell at the door, Yingge watched the carriage gradually fade away until the sight was lost, and the smile on her face became cold.

The little maid next to her helped her back home. The house was not big, with only two maids and an old lady serving her, both of whom were left by Boss Sun. In addition, there was only some money left for the life of the four masters and servants.

The money is not too much, and if it is not extravagant and wasteful, it can last for about half a year, but she didn't marry him for money.

What is she for?

Yingge sat in the room, looking at herself in the bronze mirror of the makeup box, her heart was in a distant place...

...

After a few days of laziness at home, Yingge had nothing to do. She took out her piano, wiped it carefully, and maintained it carefully.

I wanted to play and sing myself, but I didn't open my voice for many days. She missed the days she was in Wangyou Pavilion, but just now she started to speak, she remembered that she was already a wife, and singing those delicacies might bring gossip...

Yingge sighed with a sigh of relief, and didn't want to play Qin anymore, so she asked the maid to put it away.

The maid saw that she was depressed and suggested going out for a walk and relaxing.

Yingge did as he did.

She bought some rouge and some cloth, and learned to make clothes and shoes with the help of her maid and her mother-in-law. Her husband's clothes usually require his wife to buy. She is a beginner and can start with simple things, such as making purses or sucking soles.

Nesting and threading are always very good at passing time.

After a few more days, Yingge felt tired again.

This kind of life is different from what she imagined.

If she could marry Boss Sun, she might be able to go out to socialize as Mrs. Sun, but in Shengjing, who doesn’t know that she was once a singer in Wangyou Pavilion? Where can she go to socialize?... The imagined phoenix and roaring were not even seen. Maybe the couple had been together for too short... In less than a month, Boss Sun set off and left.

Nowadays, she only has maids and mothers to accompany her, and she does not have the same sisters as her past, as if she suddenly loses her taste.

When the old woman saw her depressed, she suggested that if she didn't want to embroidery, she might as well cook and learn skills. She would also be able to perform well when Boss Sun comes back in the future.

Yingge stayed in the kitchen for only a moment and couldn't stand it. The meat smelled fishy and the stove smoke choked her throat. She was a person who cared for her throat and gave up her cooking immediately.

A couple lives next door, selling wontons every morning and evening. The wife is about the same age as her, but she has three children. Yingge often hears the sound of children playing next door, which is very lively.

She was a little envious, and after envying, she felt deeply saddened.

Because she knew that she would never marry a man selling wontons as her wife. After being domesticated in the funeral hall for more than 20 years, she could no longer accept the lives of ordinary people. Her life needs to be wrapped in poetry and praise, otherwise she would be at a loss.

This is very strange.

Obviously, she yearned for washing her hands and making soup for the person she liked, and embroidering mandarin ducks under the lamp. Why did she marry now? Instead, she began to miss the days when she was singing and laughing in the past?

The long night is long, and there is no place to go. The orioles sing the strings of the piano, and the ethereal voice of the moon is singing, lingering and sad, gentle and desolate. When the song finally fell, there was no sound everywhere, and no one cared about what she was singing.

Maybe it was because the depression had not been relieved for too long, and Yingge became sick.

Mild typhoid cough, no thoughts about eating during the day, and difficulty falling asleep at night.

People always look for support when they are sick, but Boss Sun did not leave an address before leaving. It was difficult for her to send a letter. She also considered whether to write to Yao Niang. But when she remembered the words Yao Niang said when she left Wangyou Pavilion, she felt that the friendship was over and there was no need to complain about it again.

After being sick for a few days, a guest came to visit her.

The man called himself Aunt Xie, but Yingge didn't know him, but then she said that her name was Xiangzhi, and Yingge knew who the other party was.

She leaned against the pillow, pinched the handkerchief in her hand, covered her lips and coughed a few times, and was neither lukewarm nor warm to Xiangzhi who came to visit her.

"I have already left Wangyou Pavilion. I wonder what it costs to come to my place."

Xiangzhi didn't answer directly, glanced at the maid who was serving in the room and smiled, "Is this the person Boss Sun bought to serve you? I'm a little younger, but my hands and feet are quick."

Yingge's body was slightly stiff, and she raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her, "...you know my husband?"

"He came to my shop for dinner. I had a few meetings with him. I knew him, but he was not familiar with him."

Xiangzhi paused a little and said with a smile: "There are many men in Shengjing City who admire you. Boss Sun is considered to be in love. I was moved by his infatuation. In order to make Boss Sun get what he wants, he once gave advice for him, but unfortunately he couldn't eat your wedding wine."

Yingge stared at Xiangzhi's eyes and asked slowly: "I wonder how you...provide advice for him?"
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