Chapter 12 It's a pity

He distanced her a little and let her see his face clearly, "Num, I'm not Rong Yu."

It was difficult when he opened his mouth. Although he didn't want to admit it, there was no other way. He is such a pathetic role, as a backup, a substitute, and unrepentant.

She looked at it hard and took a long time to focus. Obviously, there was a moment of surprise and panicked that I didn't know what to do. Like a wife who has been spied through secrets, she loses her ignity in front of her husband and is ashamed and at a loss.

He smiled miserably, but in fact, he didn't have to. What? He should have expected that she and Rong Yu would have made such a move. Just facing it, he couldn't help but feel chilled. They do love each other, no longer a warm one-love, but the most straightforward communication between men and women. He doesn't hate Bu Nuan. He has always had pity for her and loved her voluntarily. No one forced him. What he hates is Rong Yu!

Isn't he clear about everything and sure about everything? Why can't you control yourself and mix up with her? What if we love again? Born in a family, he messed up the human family. Where is his self-control? It's not as good as Liu Ying, the original Emperor Hui!

He feels more and more sarcastic, and he wants to hate him! What brotherhood? When it comes to vital interests, who still remembers all kinds of things at the beginning! Women, like money, have been the decisive factor in starting a war since ancient times. Now he and Rong have become water and fire, and it seems that he has also responded to this old rule.

She trembled and retreated from his arms, "I don't know what to say to you." She held her forehead, licked her lips and gasped hard. "Ewha, I can't save myself anymore. Don't worry about me in the future and watch me die. I don't deserve you to be nice to me..."

He was afraid to listen to her words, which heralded giving up and her self-sinking. He became the last force to hold her back. Without him, could she do everything she wanted to do regardless?

He shook his head, "Unless you hate me, you will always be my responsibility."

She covered her eyes and choked, "But I don't love you, you've always known... I feel sorry for you. If it goes on like this, you will be dragged down by me. Please, love others, you are so good..."

He hugged her again, with a sad tenacity in his voice, and said helplessly, "I can't love others. I'm already disabled. Only you can fill my shortcomings. So don't refuse me. It doesn't matter if you don't love me. As long as I love you, it's enough... You don't have to feel sorry. Sitting peacefully enjoying my love is the greatest honor for me.

The same desperate love is the wound she gave him. Two drops of heavy tears fell on her shoulder, hot and flowed into her heart. She sobbed and just hugged him - such a distressing man! She is worthy of tolerance, but she is sorry for him. The person she should have loved was him, but she let him taste all the bitterness and made him struggle.

He said in her ear, "You can't save yourself and me. As long as you want, I am the straw. If you reach out your hand, I will bear you to pieces.

She suddenly pushed him away to untie his clothes, as if she had made up her determination to die. She looked straight at him with her big eyes, "Weing Ge, you want me! Let me return your feelings. Even if I can't marry you in the future, it will make me feel more stable.

She always has a kind of almost enchanting beauty, adding some delicateness and tenderness to her serious illness. The rising red sun shone through the window lattice, and she sat in the warm light. Snow-white skin, brazen red lips, round shoulders, and the towering breasts wrapped around the lotus leaf chest.

If he had been a woman in the usual bishop's workshop, he would no longer have to put up with such a touching scene. But she is not a famous flower in the north, she is a clean girl. Dignified and well-respected. If she loves him a little, then it can be logical. Unfortunately, she doesn't love it. All her thoughts are with others. If he takes advantage of people's danger, she will hate him afterwards, not even have the last bit of guilt, and will resolutely leave him.

In a moment, he thought a lot. It's not that he is not unmoved, but he does have too many scruples. What he relies on now is her apology, and it would be too unbearable to use this to imprison her.

He turned his eyes away from her and put his clothes on her like a gentleman. "Nuaner, I respect you, and please respect me."

She looked at him in surprise, "Don't you want it?"

He blushed and suffocated and said, "It's not that I don't want it, but I can't. When we get married, the wedding night will be right. I hope you are willing to decide to live with me, decide to have a child for me, and then..." With such pure eyes, he can't talk about that matter. Although she is a little twisted, she doesn't seem to understand what the so-called "wary" is. He laughed dumbly. Maybe she thought she would take off her clothes and lie together!

She grasped her collar and lived with him and gave birth to a child for him... She didn't know if there was this day. Love debts piled up day after day. She was afraid that she owed him too much and would not repay him all her life.

"It's better. Don't sit for too long. Turn around and freeze again." He helped her lie down, watched her meekly lean on a pillow, and straightened her hair on her temples. "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

She shook her head and said, "You promise me that if you meet a girl you like, don't miss it. I... probably want to disappoint you."

He didn't want to hear her say that. He stroked the tear mole at the corners of her eyes and said, "When did it grow? It doesn't seem to have existed before.

She touched herself, "What is it? Bring me the mirror."

He went to her dressing table and took the mirror in front of her. She stood up and took it. The mirror surface of Jiang Xinjing was polished and bright, and a little thing could be seen clearly. There was a small black spot under the corner of his eyes, which rubbed and was still there. She said, "It's a mole, newly issued." After saying that, she frowned, "My mother said that the mole under her eyes is not good. She will have a hard life in the future, and she will shed tears all day long."

He has also heard this rumor, but he doesn't believe them. He laughed and said, "That's all elderly people's thinking nonsense. Whether their lives are good or not is not! If you marry a good man, I will treat you well. I won't go to court in the future, and I won't pick up a house at home. After guarding you all your life, you are the most blessed general's wife. What are you afraid of?

She was a little embarrassed, "Who can make it clear about the future?"

The window of the yarn has no curtain, and the movement in the room is like the shadow under the lamp, which is slightly hazy, but real and clear.

"Grandpa, have you seen it?" The wet nurse stood under the tung tree with her hands, with a relaxed and happy face after the victory.

Rong Yu still looked indifferent. Everything was seen in his eyes, and his heart was bleeding with pain. He couldn't find the right expression to show his disappointment and anger. He glanced at the show and said, "If you don't go in, just let me bump into their love?"

Xiu did not deny that she did not expect Bu Nuan and Lan Sheng to do such a thing in advance, and she did not expect to be crooked. She secretly read the Buddha's name a thousand times, blessed by the Bodhisattva, and hearing it as a false eye is believing. Now he should give up! Now that we have reached this point, we can't miss the God-given opportunity! She lowered her eyes and said, "Don't blame my uncle. I dare not block my uncle. Because the young lady was really ill, General Lan came and took care of it in person and ordered not to disturb her... I didn't expect my uncle to come today, and I didn't stop when you stopped!" She paused and looked like a little low. She smiled and said, "No need to say, uncle is the most clear. Our young lady is good for everyone. With others, I can't wait to gouge out my heart to others. In fact, she may not know what true love is, or she may regard love as love, which is a common problem for young people. Yesterday, I wanted to keep my uncle, but I made such a scene, and today I forgot to change hands. General Lan came with this boring tone. You see, you really don't care about her. She hasn't grown up yet. She's just a half-big child.

He regretted that if he had known it, he wouldn't have come. Blame himself for not being able to let go. Now she is as thick as a woman. She thinks about thousands of ways at night and wakes up to sell tofu as usual. He warned himself to end it, but somehow an idea came up, afraid that she would catch a cold yesterday and get sick. Even if it was the last time, just take a look. Once the idea is generated, it can't be restrained anyway. Fortunately, he dropped out of the court during the national mourning, and he couldn't wait to fly to Jixianfang. Unexpectedly, it was just in time for such a good show.

She was a fast-eaten Buddhist statue, and she shouldn't have been slandered. However, at this juncture of life and death, I can't care about those years. She did this for warmth and for him. Their nephews continued to pester and there was no good ending, and all the jade fell and burned. Why don't you break it now? It hurts. After a while, it will be better when it grows.

She made up her mind to continue to be jealous. "I'm so sorry that I don't reflect on myself in broad daylight. It's not surprising that we have been servants for a long time, but it's not funny for my uncle to see it. She smiled and said, "Does your uncle want to sit in the front hall for a while? He also asked Xiang Nong to make tea for you. After drinking it for a while, General Lan probably came out.

Rong is stunned. He can't believe the wet nurse's words, but he can't believe his eyes. She and Lan Sheng have reached this point and are still clinging to him. Have they become her prey? Is he the tool she uses to prove her charm? Does playing him as a defender of morality give her a sense of accomplishment?

He felt the cold to the bone, and the iron horse on the eaves jingled. He looked up, and Yun Yi was about to press down, and the sky was covered above his head, so that people could not stretch out.

"I'm going to recruit troops in Hedong Province these two days, and I've been there for some days. I wanted to say goodbye to her, but now it seems that I don't have to. He turned around, and his plain cloak drew a neat arc. As he walked, he said, "Let's see whether you send a message or not!" Her mother will come to Chang'an tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If she insists on not going back to the general's mansion, she will also tell her to talk to her mother, and I will ignore it.

Xiu didn't keep up. The door of the front yard hit the sky, and she came to her senses after a long time. My wife is coming to Chang'an, and it must be doubtful to see them move out of Shen's house. If you ask, can't you hide this matter? Moreover, Zhixian has a grudge. If it leaks through her mouth, I don't know what it will be distorted into! She was in a dilemma. The sixth son was indeed a capable person, and a few simple words forced her to communicate. Fortunately, he was going to the east of the river, and there was another misunderstanding. Even if we meet again, with the awkward personalities of the two of them, you don't have to worry for a while.

Lan Sheng was born as a noble son, and he took care of people with a downturned look. Waiting for Bu Nuan to take medicine and rinse her mouth. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, she had to stay for a while before she had to go to the government. Before leaving, he explained that if there is anything, just let Bugu look for him. She also told her to leave in front of the bed, lest she drink water and no one would take care of her, making them seem to eat dry food.

It was so easy to see him off, and it was almost noon in a blink of an eye. Xiu was worried about the matter. He came here and there and went in to see her from time to time. She had already sat up.

"How's it going?" She went to touch her forehead, the sweat was cold, and the fever faded.

She didn't say anything, "Has Lan Sheng left?"

Xiu said yes, and asked her for a moment, "Do you know that the former uncle is here?"

She was stunned for a moment and struggled to get off the bed. He looked out urgently, "Is he here? What about people now?"

Xiu hurriedly shouted injustice and stopped her and said, "You should be safe and leave a long time ago. It's too late to chase out now." After doing a good job, she persuaded her to tell her that Mrs. Bu was coming to Chang'an, which involved Rong Yu's intention to leave Beijing to recruit soldiers. After exploring her, she didn't even hesitate at all.

"B get me some water." She looked cold and panicked. I hope he didn't notice anything. Since he came, why didn't he see her? Why did he suddenly leave Beijing? Isn't it that Xiu said something to him? She looked out through the window and her heart was cold at a glance. Sure enough, God is going to kill her, and her life seems to be lost here!