When Jiang Zhiluo thought about some things in that life, her heart ached uncontrollably.

In the last life, she owed him.

He could have become a powerful minister of the auxiliary country who will go down in history, but in order to protect her and save her from prison, he did one thing wrong, and he was infamy and never recovered, and even killed his whole family, and he was even more...

Lingchi was executed.

After her death and time travel, she thought countless times, if she had not provoked such a good man in the beginning, he would not have been executed by Ling Chi, one knife at a time, so many knife pains!

He is so good!

There were many memories that she didn't dare to think about.

When Jiang Zhiluo looked deeply at Cui Hejin, tears welling up in her eyes and blurring her vision, Cui Hejin was also looking at the girl on the bed.

This was the first time he saw her clearly.

The girl in front of her was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sitting there quietly. She was pure and soft, like an orchid in an empty valley, but her eyes as delicate as glass seemed to be covered with a faint mist, as full as water.

Cui Hejin's cold expression calmed down, and she said in a clear voice: "Now that you have become my wife, I will be responsible for you, and I will give you the respect that a wife deserves. I'm just sorry, I can't give you anything else."

Cui Hejin's voice is like the rhyme of a spring in the forest, ethereal and cold. It can easily arouse people's heartstrings, but it can also make people wake up suddenly.

Jiang Zhiluo breathed lightly, composed herself, and said hoarsely: "Well, I know, you said before we got married that I was determined to marry you, so you don't have to be burdened."

Her predecessor wanted to marry Cui Hejin, and Cui Hejin told her his family situation and that he might not be able to give her affection.

But her predecessor still ignored her and even forced her to do so, so that Cui Hejin had to marry her.

She owed him a favor and sorry for him in the last life, and she will definitely not make things difficult for him again in this life.

Cui Hejin's expression moved slightly. When he lowered his head to look at her, a deep color appeared in his picturesque eyes, and the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, giving off a thrilling brightness.

He seemed to be feeling unwell and coughed slightly, "Cough cough..."

As if she was worried that her words were inappropriate, Jiang Zhiluo said softly: "What I mean is that we are married now. Let's do this for now. I will be a good wife. If one day the time comes and you want to terminate this relationship,

We can also make peace."

Based on the memory in her mind, she also knew that since he was getting married, he also wanted to make his mother feel at ease.

Because in the ancient world, if a man was not married until he was eighteen years old, his parents would be anxious.

It's also because the Cui family is really too poor now.

Moreover, their status as husband and wife makes it easier for her to be nice to him and at least pay him what she owes, which will make her feel better.

If she pays back everything she owes, maybe one day she can leave gracefully without any more psychological burden.

Cui Hejin sighed deeply and said: "Why is this necessary?"

The corner of Jiang Zhiluo's mouth twitched.

She can't say that she is not her predecessor. When she wakes up like this, she can only live with this identity for the first time.

After a moment of silence, Cui Hejin said: "This is not fair to you."

Jiang Zhiluo blinked her clear eyes and looked at Cui Hejin seriously and said: "How can you know the joy of fish if you are not a fish!"

Cui Hejin's cold eyes were filled with a faint color, as if he was thinking.

Jiang Zhiluo calmed down and let her thoughts be clear. She looked at Cui Hejin who was still standing not far away and said, "You must be tired too. Please sit down first."

Jiang Zhiluo said, taking off the headdress from her hair and letting her hair down, she felt a sense of relief.

Cui Hejin did not sit down on the bed, but sat down at the table next to the bed.

Even when he is sitting, his back is as straight as a bamboo, and his whole body carries an aura of purity and elegance.

There seemed to be a hint of coldness in the air. After sitting for a while, he couldn't help but cough.
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