Chapter 86, hurt others and abuse herself, Wen Yu's love is speechless

Nangong Zhili didn't know what to think, but he didn't send Xue Qianwu. He didn't worry about her safety or remember the affection at night. It seems that after the "Spring Dream", the intersection is no longer, and they have returned to the origin.

Xue Qianwu was a little angry. He even sent her friends, but he was indifferent to her. The contrast between dawn and darkness, and the gap between meeting and parting can be said to be vivid in Nangong Zhili.

I don't know where to start, and I go deep, so I miss you, and I want to see you in every way. When you come, no matter how windy or rainy it is, I will meet you. If you leave, I won't see you off, and a lonely figure will disappear in the chic.

Xue Qianwu is not unable to understand such a lonely mood, but does not want to bother to solve it. She always feels that it is not easy to live in life, and it is cheap to toss around in the self-righteous and profound nothingness. Therefore, Nangong Zhili can be called a romantic bitch.

It's superfluous to be so cheap. The turbidity should be like the water of vicissitudes. With a stubborn and firm posture, it flows endlessly. When the water is clear, it can be cleaned, and when the water is turbid, it can be washed. Success or failure is ultimately useful. Useful things reflect the value, and it is worth going back and forth in the world, making you grateful and even warm attachment. However, being cheap not only hurts yourself, but also chills others, and typically hurts others and abuses oneself.

In the face of nihilistic unreliability, Xue Qianwu is a realist. Never deny it.

I didn't sleep all night, and my head was heavy and my feet were light. When I swayed to my residence, the sky was already bright. A man and a woman stood in front of the door, surrounded by some quiet sadness in the morning light.

Xue Qianwu rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth to call. Aunt Xiu saw her, hurried over, took her hand, and checked her whole body carefully for fear that something would go wrong and not be easy to explain to Master Dongfang. After looking at it and making sure that there was no big problem, he whispered with red eyes, "If I hadn't told my uncle that you fell asleep and the restaurant would have closed. I would like to bet on your safety with my life. I have to send someone to find you overnight..."

Xue Qianwu heard that she was simple and implicit, and knew that it must be very difficult for her to persuade Dongfang Biren to dispel her obsession. Of course, there is also the reason why Master Dongfang is relieved and trusting in Xiugu.

Xue Qianwu stiffened his scalp, like a child who had done something wrong, and came to Dongfang Biren. After a punch distance between the two, Xue Qianwu giggled obediently and waited for Dongfang Biren to fall.

Dongfang Biren didn't ask anything, but said, "Come here." He bent his arms and took Xue Qianwu into his arms. Needless to say, the feeling of heartache has overflowed. Only one night's farewell caused a flood of lovesickness.

Dongfang Biren lowered his head and put his chin on Xue Qianwu's forehead, which was cool and misty. Xue Qianwu was calm and closed his eyes. He wanted to sleep peacefully in this mountain-like quiet embrace. Don't pester the past, don't confuse the present, ignore the future, just stay together for An Tian's beloved time.

"Aren't you afraid that I will get lost and can't find my way home?" Xue Qianwu wanted to explain something, but he finally asked such a sentence pitifully.

Dongfang Biren didn't answer. He carried her on his shoulder and strode as he walked, "Standing here, it's not good for people to see. Let's go to the house first. Last night, you were drunk and expected to sleep soundly and soundly. You'd better rest for a while, so as not to have a drunken headache and suffer again.

Xue Qianwu was moved and unspeakable. He was deeply in love, and his chest was sour and uncomfortable, full of confusion. She thought confusedly, is this lying to him? He is such a wise person that he may not be able to hide it from him at all, but his great love is speechless and he can't choose to be suspicious and doesn't care about it. As long as she finally returns to his side.

The embroidered aunt covered the door and followed the two of them. The shadow was a little bleak. Dongfang Biren put Xue Qianwu on ** and covered it with a thin layer of Xia Liangjin quilt. Xue Qianwu was so hot that he kicked him away and looked at Dongfang Ye with a smile, and then turned around a few times. His eyes were so sleepy that he really fell asleep.

Dongfang Biren sighed and smiled with relief. He turned out and took out the dishes brought last night, which warmed up. Because it is an unfinished new house, and at the request of Xue Qianwu and Xiu Gu, they have not yet placed professional cooks. Fortunately, Dongfang is not the kind of arrogant man. He is willing to put down everything for his beloved woman. Every time he comes, he is happy to take on heavy responsibilities. In fact, there are not many times to cook by himself, because he wants to adjust Xue Qianwu's stomach and let her solve the appetite of roundworms in her stomach. Most of the time, he quietly brought the food from his cronies from the Oriental Mansion. After all, the reputation of the imperial chef is beyond doubt. Unless people who enjoy the delicacies of the mountains and sea, they will regard vegetarianism as a luxury.

After seven dishes and eight bowls were hot, Aunt Xiu woke up Xue Qianwu, asked her to wash her face, and came to eat quickly. Xue Qianwu stretched out and washed his stomach. He felt empty, so he sat at the table, waved his chopsticks and spoons, and picked up the soup dishes in each bowl and scooped them. After a few bites of eating, he calmed his hunger.

Looking at Dongfang Ye in casual white, he always felt that there was something wrong. After thinking for a long time, he asked in shock, "You didn't go back to the prime minister's mansion last night... Are you an important official of the court, do you dare to openly open the morning? Or do you have any privileges, such as Sundays or holidays, to avoid the morning?

Dongfang Biren has been surprised by her strange words, and can also speculate about the meaning according to the context. He smiled a little tiredly and said lightly, "It's not strange for me to come back late at night. It's just that my mother can't rest assured. The central people are secretly searching and have to see my safety before they stop. I don't want anyone to know your existence, so I let my relatives block them from going back for me. In the early morning, there have been precedents for business affairs before. This time, even for private affairs, I believe that my father will help Yuan turn away..."

Xue Qianwu's hanging heart was finally relieved. He picked up a chewy pickled shredded fish, squinted his eyes and worshipped: "There is a rich, powerful and capable father who can save a lot of things... However, 'the son should be raised in poverty, and his daughter should be raised rich'. In this way, the man cultivated will not be promising, and the daughter will not be easy. Being ** by money, and in your whole opinion, it is a strange special case under wealth!"

Dongfang Biren smiled and said, "Although this is the truth, I have been strictly trained since I was a child and belong to the ascetic in the 'rich upbring'. Needless to say, my father is majestic. My mother takes good care of me in terms of living and life. However, in terms of literary and martial arts, the requirements are extremely strict, so I avoid falling into the mediocreness of relying on my ancestors. The mediocre..."

Xue Qianwu was impressed, and his heart was inexplicably tight. It seemed that the Oriental Prime Minister's Mansion was a rigorous place, and I don't know if she could tolerate such a casualness.