MTL - Jade Without Fragrance-Chapter 5 orb

   Chapter 5 Orbs

   It is early spring, and a red plum in the middle of Luoying is blooming silently in the corner of the wall, and the wind brings wisps of dark fragrance.

  Wen Hao slowly swept through the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, his heart aching.

   Sister's boudoir name is a word for Chan, and she lives in Jiaoyueju, which means "I hope people will live together for a long time." Her boudoir name is a good word, and she lives in Luoyingju, which means "flowers are beautiful and the moon is full".

   Mother always thought this was her life with her father, but she didn't know it was a 20-year-old dream.

  Wake up from the dream, it is an abyss.

   "Second sister, what do you want to say to me?" Wen Chan sat down casually after entering the room, took the tea from the maid and handed it to Wen Hao, then held a cup in her hand.

   Over the years, the congenital defect of the younger sister has made the elder sister unable to take more care, which is why Wen Hao trusts Wen Chan very much.

   "Bob, you go out and guard the door."

   The maid who served tea had already left, and there was only one round-faced maid in the room, and she quietly withdrew after hearing the words.

  Everyone in the Wen residence knew that the second girl only allowed her maid Baozhu to serve in front of her, and other maids and old ladies were not allowed to join her.

  The servants of Wen's house were discussing in private that the second girl was born a mute, which is why she was so strange, but she didn't know how Baozhu, a girl who was not very smart, got the second girl's eyes.

  Wen Chan became more and more curious when she saw that her sister had spent all the orbs.

   "Eldest sister—" Wen Hao tightened his hand holding the tea cup and thought about his words.

   A hand reached out and tapped her wrist.

   "Second sister, if you have something to say, do you want to meet my sister?"

  Wen Hao put down the tea cup, looked at Wen Chan, and shed two lines of tears.

  Wen Chan jumped in horror: "Second sister, what's wrong?"

   "Big sister, father raised the outer room."

  The sound of the tea cup falling to the ground came, Wen Chan looked incredulous: "Second sister, aren't you hot and talking nonsense?"

Wen Hao avoided Wen Chan's hand that reached out to touch her forehead, tears kept falling like beads with a broken thread: "if it's really hot and talk nonsense, it's good. Father not only raised the outer room, but also has a son and a daughter. Chang Hui, her daughter's name is Chang Qing, and they all follow their biological mother's surname..."

   After going through those hardships, she has long been too lazy to cry, but she still needs to cry a lot of times.

   These words smashed Wen Chan's head into a buzzing sound, but after hearing her sister even say the names of the children in the outer room, even if she couldn't imagine her father doing such a thing, she couldn't help but believe it.

   "Second sister, how...how did you find out?" Wen Chan's heart was in a mess, and she didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"I bumped into it by accident when I was on the street. I couldn't believe it at the time, and I followed it quietly for a while, and I couldn't deceive myself any more." Wen Hao held back his tears, with sarcasm on the corner of his lips, "Big sister, do you know that Chang Hui is better than you? big."

  Wenchan's expression was shocked, and her face became more and more difficult to look at.

   Bigger than her—the thought of what that means, makes blood boil.

   "Second sister, could it be you—"

  Wen Hao lowered his eyes to interrupt Wen Chan's words: "eldest sister, don't ask me if I misunderstood. Although my sister couldn't speak before, her eyes are good, her ears are good, and her brain is good."

  Wenchan supported the table with her hands, and it was difficult to regain her composure. After a long time, she asked in a low voice, "Where do they... live?"

   "Ruyifang Mahua Hutong." Wen Hao gave an address without hesitation.

  With the person's name and address, Wen Chan believed it a little more, and murmured, "That place is on the way to and from my father's office..."

  Wen Hao held her hand: "eldest sister, go have a look, don't startle the snake. After confirming, we can solve the crisis of mother together."

  Wenchan nodded.

   At this time, let her say the beautiful words that she completely believes in her sister, she can't say it.

  Wenchan had no intention of staying any longer and left in a hurry.

  The tea on the table was cold, the teacup that fell to the ground was torn apart, and the tea dripped everywhere.

  Wen Hao sat quietly against the head of the bed for a moment, and shouted, "Baozhu."

  The round-faced maid walked in quickly, glanced at the broken porcelain on the floor, and immediately cleaned up without making up her own mind, her jet-black eyes were full of joy: "What is your order, girl?"

  Wen Hao curved his lips and smiled: "Baozhu looks very happy."

   Baozhu grinned: "The girl's voice is so nice."

   "Really?" Wen Hao stretched out his hand and squeezed the rich cheeks of Baozhu lightly, "I think so too."

   In this world, the only person who does not compromise on her words is Jewel.

  Baozhu was originally a fire-fighting girl in the General’s mansion. When she was a child, her maids changed one after another, and only Baozhu was selected by her and remained by her side.

  What the servants of Wen's house were most puzzled was why the second girl chose the fire maid from her grandfather's family to serve closely, and she also gave her the name Baozhu.

   For Wen Hao, the maid she personally picked is a veritable jewel.

  No one knows that there is something special about Miss Wen Er who can't speak, and can occasionally sense the thoughts in the hearts of people who are not related by blood.

   Serving a master who can't speak, even if the maid has no evil thoughts, it is inevitable that she will have slander.

  Wen Hao was young at that time, and when he felt this, he was reluctant to let those maids get close to him until he discovered the orb.

   She only heard one sentence from Baozhu's heart: The girl is so beautiful.

  Who doesn't like such an orb.

  Wait a minute—after warming up, a question comes to mind.

   From the time she fell off the wall to the present, she seemed to have never heard those chaotic sounds again.

  From Jingwang's mansion to the general's mansion to Wen's mansion, I met so many people, it makes no sense not to hear it once.

Why?

  Is it a coincidence or—the slender fingers touched the cool lips, and Wen Hao's heart quivered.

   Is it because she can talk?

   In other words, in the past life, she was unable to speak because of her differences.

   Wen Hao bit his lip and couldn't help laughing.

   If that's the price she pays for talking, that's great.

   For her, this is not a price to pay, but a relief.

   "Treasure beads, get your pen and ink, I'll write a list, and you can go and buy it tomorrow."

  It was getting late, Wen Hao changed clothes and leaned against the head of the bed, thinking about what to do.

   Actually, there is no need to think too much, but it is revenge for revenge, and kindness for gratitude.

   Those who hurt her and her relatives, she will seek justice one by one. She has helped her, and she will do her best to repay.

   A pair of beautiful eyes appeared in Wen Hao's mind.

  The wind was strong and the snow was cold. She was blocked by him, but she felt that the embrace was very hot.

   That is their blood blending together, giving her the last bit of warmth to her who died with hatred.

   Thinking back carefully now, that person was injured before blocking the flying knife for her, and it was very likely that she was in crisis at the time.

  The man used his flesh and blood to block the sword for her. Although she was still dead, this feeling was essential. It's a pity that I didn't see the person's face, and I can only take my time to find out the identity of the other person.

  The exhaustion brought by the resurrection made Wen Hao fall into a deep sleep unconsciously.

   Early the next day, Wen Chan quietly left the house, and Baozhu also went out.

   On the side of Prince Jing's mansion, Princess Jing had just eaten breakfast, and she heard the maid report that the prince was here.

   (end of this chapter)