Fortune teller frowns _ What does fortune teller frowns mean?

Fortunately, we met and didn't get married. What was the ending?

Hua Hao yue yuan

After Sita left Qiyang, she felt uneasy inexplicably, and her eyelids always jumped. On sale these days, she thought Ji Yang had left the county seat, but Ji Yang didn't. Did Jiyang send a letter to Shang Yang, waiting for him to come? She was a little flustered and felt as if she had thought things too simply. She always felt that Sang-woo had always wanted to marry Yun, and it had been three years since she left. Even though he once had some affection for himself, I'm afraid it has faded after these years. Even if he knew his whereabouts and heard that he was married and had children, I'm afraid he just laughed it off. But Qi Yang came to inquire about Sishang's birthday, which made her alert. Even if he has forgotten himself for a long time, can he still let his blood flow out? She is a little regretful. She should leave here as soon as she sees Jiyang.

Thinking of this, she immediately took Sishang to the store and planned to discuss with her mother about leaving. Just walking into the street, suddenly an old man came face to face, holding a sign of fortune telling. When he saw her and Sishang, he was welcomed. "Oh, the little childe is really charming, and looks extraordinary. It's been so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such an expensive little doll in my life. Little childe, what's your birthday? "

Four fields suddenly angry, JiYang this boy has a mind's eye, just ask in this way. She raised her voice and said to the fortune teller, "Go back and tell your master that he is my son, so don't bother to ask about his birthday in another way." With that, she took Sishang's hand and left.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Sita, how did you give birth to your son alone? I want to know. "

She can't forget this voice, whether it is three years or three years. She seems to be stuck, holding the child's hand and shaking all over. He finally found chestnuts.

The wind blew from my ear, as if with his breath, and the past was coming, forming a whirlwind and dragging her in. She is afraid, complaining and regretting. She shouldn't be careless and think that he has put it down. Even if he lets her go, he won't let his son go, will he? She was trapped in remorse and panic and didn't have the courage to look back. She was afraid of losing her mind at the sight of him, tearing up her three-year disguise calmly and indifferently, leaving her self-restraint behind, questioning her tears and having no dignity.

He came and stood in front of her. Time seemed to stand still, and they stood silently staring. Their eyes are intertwined, condensing the past time, condensing doubts and thoughts, which are inseparable.

In his eyes, she is as beautiful as ever, only with more mature charm and a firm and stubborn color in her brow; In her eyes, he is more stable and mature than three years ago. There is the heroic spirit of the king in his eyes, and he is more resolute and courageous.

He looked at her and held his breath. His eyes seemed to engulf her. She felt short of breath and flustered and wanted to run away. He frightened her as he did three years ago. He came not far from Wan Li, dusty and trudging. Why? At the thought of his arrogance and taking Sishang away, she couldn't calm down, as if she were about to burst out. For an instant, she forgot her resentment, leaving only worry.

"Why did you leave me?" He stared at her and finally asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for three years. His voice is dumb and deep, just seven words, with years of thoughts, simple and plain, but there is a thrilling and confusing.

She hardened her heart and refused to answer. She took Sishang's hand and left. He looked down at the little man holding her hand. The little man stared at himself with big bright eyes. As Qi Yang said, the little man doesn't look like himself, but his eyebrows are thick and black, with a sense of pride, just like him. He seems to feel a breath of blood, through the little man's eyes and straight to his heart. As soon as he stretched out his arm, he picked up Sishang and naturally held him in his arms, like holding a lost treasure and loving it like the apple of his eye.

Sita watched in panic as his pride was easily taken away by him, and suddenly felt his heart was gouged out.

She held Sishang's hand tightly, and then said to Shangyu, "What are you ... what are you doing?"

He looked at her and said quietly, "I gave my son a hug."

She said angrily, "Who said he was your son?"

He raised his eyebrows defiantly. "I said it was him." He has always been an unreasonable person, and she can't even say a rebuttal. She looks at her son in his hand and is worried.

Sishang has never been hugged by a stranger, but he didn't cry or make trouble in his arms. He just looked at him curiously and reached out to touch his face. Chubby little hands ignited a warm and soft tenderness in his heart. He smiled and said, "Son, call me dad."

Think about the sky. Sita's heart moved, and the word "dad" came out of his mouth. So naturally, did he become someone else's father? She's annoyed, so she's going to snatch Sishang from his arms. Unexpectedly, he hugged her with his other arm, and then Yi asked again, "Why did you leave me?"

"Because you want to marry Pei Yiyun." She glared at him savagely, trying in vain to free herself from his arm.

"Who said I was going to marry her?"

"Everyone says so."

"Which one?"

Lin xi Yan said that you said in the emperor's ear that King Cang Lan always marries princesses, and you are no exception. Qingping summoned me and told me to give up you. Master also told me to be generous. So I won't stand in your way and go by myself, lest I be hated. " The grievances and resentment that had been suppressed for three years were quickly spit out, and Sita felt relaxed at once. At present, this person, whether it is resentment or hatred, should be regarded as a youthful dream, and it is best to forget two or three.

ShangYu suddenly said, "so you are for this. Do you know that the princess I am talking about is you? "

"What are you talking about?"

"I want my cousin to give you the title of a princess, so that you will be respected in Cang Lan in the future. Didn't you say that Mongolian begonia didn't respect you last time? I meant well, but you unexpectedly left without saying goodbye, which led me to look for it for several years. What should you do? "

"I don't believe it."

"Ask Qiyang if you don't believe me."

In fact, she has believed it, and she has mixed feelings. So the truth of the matter is like this. He was so considerate of her that she misunderstood him. She couldn't say how she felt, and there were tears in her eyes.

He stretched out his arm, gently took her into his arms and sighed slightly. "Sita, your arrogance really makes me love and hate."

She sobbed, "What about you? Why do you always make your own decisions and never discuss them with me? "

He smiled and sighed, "Well, it's all my fault, but you punished me too much." Do you know how worried I have been these years? "

Back to SiGu compound, SiTian still seems to be in a dream. The people with Shang Yang were waiting outside the courtyard, and Qiyang led them to settle down. There are only three of them left in the yard. He seems to be afraid that she will get lost again, so he holds her hand tightly, and Sishang has been held in his arms. He looked at his lover, Jiao Zi, with ecstasy.

"Tian, Qiyang said he doesn't look like me. I think eyebrows and ears are very similar. "

She smiled with tears in her eyes. "She is very similar in temperament, critical and overbearing."

"Really?" He Qingsheng laughed: When he became a father out of thin air, the surprise simply made him lose his sense of proportion. He didn't know how to please the little man, so he called himself "Dad".

Sishang became interested in the dagger in his boots and pointed it. He pulled out a dagger and handed it to Sishang. He smiled and said, "Call Dad."

Sita quickly said, "You can't let him play with that."

Shangyu smiled indifferently. "He is a man. What are you afraid of? Besides, he can't pull it out with his strength. "

Sishang pointed to the big horse in the yard and said, "That's the same."

"Call Dad."

"Dad."

Sang-woo kissed his little face hard, but Si frowned impatiently, and then wiped his face with his specialty. Think field sloped smile, Shang Yu also smiled. This little man has a real personality.

Shangyu took Sita in one hand and bowed his head and kissed her on the face. Tian mind a swing, soft to him.

He just kissed him, but before his lips moved to hers, a chubby hand reached out and covered his mouth.

"mine, mom, it's mine." Sishang is very angry. At present, this man actually kissed his mother, and only he can.

Sita blushed and Shang Yu smiled. "Son, you kiss there and I kiss here." Sishang nodded helplessly. The rain continued, and finally there was a pro-Fang Ze.

In the evening, Sang-woo was lying in Sitian's bed, which caused great dissatisfaction with Sitian. This has always been his and his mother's territory, and now a father has emerged, with long legs and long hands occupying more than half of the bed, squeezing him into the corner. The most important thing is that when he sleeps, he must lie in his mother's arms, touch his mother's face and put his legs on her waist before he can fall asleep. Now, however, this posture has been repeatedly destroyed by my father. He will take his little hand away for a while and put his calf down for a while. In anger, he jumped up from the quilt, pounced on Shang Yu, gave him a "punch and kick" and drove the intruder away.

Sita smiled and hugged her son. He said to Shang Yang, "Go to Qiyang."

Shang Yu gave her a cross look, meaning is self-evident, and Sitian blushed.

I finally put Sishang to sleep. Shangyu took his chubby hands and legs away from Sitian and sighed: "It was obviously my woman, but it was occupied by other men. I have to swallow it. "

Sita is angry and funny. "How can you say that about your son?"

"When you return to Cang Lan, you can't get used to him so much. How can you lead troops to fight in the future? "

"He is not yet three years old."

He didn't say anything more, and his long-suppressed desire urgently needed to erupt. She didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Sishang, but he was so powerful that she was involved in a huge wave.

After a long time, she lay in his arms and her hair was scattered on his shoulders. Shang Yu stroked her hair and sighed, "Speaking of it, it's all my fault. I always thought that everything was arranged for you, but I didn't discuss it with you in advance. " In this way, there is such misunderstanding. Fortunately, we meet again, otherwise it would be a pity. "

"Will you keep looking for me?"

"naturally."

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she said lightly, "You know, I just realized today that no matter how deep they are, there is no doubt. After all, I don't trust you enough, so I will. "

His finger paused in her hair and whispered, "That's true. Between husband and wife, a letter.

Words are very important. I will discuss everything with you in the future, and you will naturally stop being suspicious. "

She nodded silently, her thoughts wandering. Between two people, whether relatives, friends or husband and wife, the word "letter" is easier said than done, but I don't know how difficult it is. The hardest thing is that she should trust him as well as him. If a person is not single-minded and cross the rubicon, he will create a gap in his heart and become a small hidden danger. There will always be a moment or event to expand that small gap to the gap. Thought of here, she pressed more tightly into his arms, and he held her tighter, and he didn't want to part.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers outside the window, and the moonlight is gentle, stable and quiet. It's a full moon night.

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