Chapter 8

Cui Po was slightly stunned when he said this, and unexpectedly, the timid and timid woman in white came again in his mind. He had never seen Wuyi accompany him, but he was still full of surprise. But Gu Nian and Jingruo were newly married, so it was really inconvenient to ask another woman who had a skin-loving relationship with her in front of her. He wanted to ask pomegranate quietly after returning to the mansion, loquat was the one.

"I miss you for a long time, just like Bingzhou flower scissors, one in the south and the north. When will the Hehuan robe be cut?" Jingruo thought slowly, "When did the Eleven Lang recite the words that were so well aware of his daughter's family's worries on that day, how could he really forget his weak-clothed sister? She always met you first, a beautiful woman with such a miserable life, Cui Lang really had the heart to let her have no place to fall." When she said this, her voice was full of uncontrollable loneliness.

"How did you know about this?" Cui Pojing asked awkwardly.

"Even my mother-in-law, I arranged someone to come and greet him. How could I not know about the past events of Eleven Lang? In fact, the day after the princess and aunt proposed marriage, my uncle had already sent someone to Dingzhou, but he didn't disturb her mother-in-law and the others!" Jingruo's words were even more resentful. I don't know whether it was because of the sudden appearance of the old man or because of Cui Po's deceiving him.

Even though Cui Po Nengyan encountered such a thing, facing such two women, he could only be speechless with guilt at this moment.

"Shiyilang should hurry up and welcome her weak-clothed sister! She is full of lovesickness and traveling thousands of miles. She is really pitiful and can bear it. Why don't Cuilang comfort her?" Seeing Cui Po in a daze, Jingruo urged her to speak.

Cui Po couldn't understand Jing Ruo's meaning at this moment. In this sentence, the first half of the sentence was a care of the weak-clothed one, but the second half was a faint sour smell. Although I tried hard to think about it, I couldn't tell which one was more important. However, it was not the time to get entangled, so I followed the trend and said: "What Aruo said was" to walk towards the Xuan car.

In just a few short steps, Cui Po's feet weighed a thousand pounds, and what flashed in his mind was Wuyi's pitiful life experience and a depressed expression. Finally, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly reached out and lifted the red brocade curtain.

In the car, Gu Ruoyi, who was still crying on her face, was still as she was before. She was curled up on the brocade stool and was still pitiful and helpless. Her body became thinner and her skin became paler.

"You...you are here!" Wuyan had been facing each other for a long time, and Cui Po finally asked first.

“Yes, I’m here”

Looking at the boy in white who appeared in his dreams countless times, the weak-clothed heart felt a burst of pain that was about to be torn apart, and the people who were roaring in anger: "He is here, I finally saw her again. At this moment, I will die... die! In this way, I can become a happy person until death."

After a greeting, he looked at each other for a long time silently. In an instant, the bright tears made Cui Po feel the strong longing that he wanted to swallow and the unyielding steadfast, as if he was indescribable for the future, and his yearning for beauty... All kinds of passion or bitterness were entangled in this inch. It was so gorgeous that it made people want to get closer and closer, and see everything inside clearly, but they were afraid that they would fall into it deeply, and they would be drunk and never wake up again.

"I've caused you a lot of suffering along the way, so I'd better go back to the mansion and rest." After a long time, Cui Po said so just now.

"Yes," Wuyi replied softly.

Afterwards, Cui Po helped his mother and the other three get on the Xuan car, carefully helped Jingruo, who was not able to see his face, and turned around to take the reins of Di Shi's hand, turned over and drove towards the city with his senior brother.

That night, Cui Po’s mansion was brightly lit. When officials from Jinzhou City heard that the mother of the "star-killing star-killing scholar" arrived, they rushed to the door to congratulate him, fearing that arrogance would arouse his jealousy. The noise and excitement of the guests in the hall only made the two little girls such as Loquat stunned. Pomegranate quietly approached Cui Po and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, is this our house? I think it is bigger than the one in the clan leader's family. How big has you been? How much wealth have you made?"

Cui Lu worked hard all the way and couldn't afford the fun. He just came out to see the guests and went back to his room to rest. The rest of the people were not able to rest until the second hour.

After seeing off the last group of guests, Cui Po returned to the room. Seeing Jingruo was just as usual, she was reading the miscellaneous books in her hand, waiting for him to come back. She felt warm and went forward to take the book in her hand, gently tilted down and put her shoulders on her and said, "It's already so late, why aren't you resting? I've told you that sleeping too late will hurt your stunning appearance!"

"Oh! If you hurt, you will be injured. Isn't there any weak clothes that look like flowers and jade for you to appreciate?" Jingruo leaned comfortably on her husband's shoulder and joked like this. But her eyes were closed tightly, so Cui Po couldn't figure out what she really meant, and this matter could not be explained. If you make a statement, you could only remain silent. But the hand that held Jingruo tightened a little.

"I have been in a big family since I was a child, and I have seen many such things. Not to mention my father and other uncles, I have married my uncle to the princess and aunts, but I have several concubines. My husband is handsome and talented, so how could he be alone with me? Besides, Wuyi met you before, and her life experience was so pitiful. I was too open-minded, but you were angry that you refused to say it earlier and just wanted to hide it from me. At this time, you and I have just gotten married, so you have to hide it from me. When I am old and deteriorating, wouldn't Shiyilang even not want to tell me!" When he said this, he didn't know what strange thoughts had touched, but there was a faint sob in her voice.

"I have died once. In the past few years, I don't know how to like someone. It was a coincidence that I took her home and felt more pity. Although you and I have been together for a short time, they have made me feel warm like a relative. I like your quietness, and I also like to watch you do many trivial things for me. The longer the time, the deeper the feeling will be. Aruo, please relax. Shiyilang will never leave you. We will grow old together like this." At first, just to comfort me, and later, Cui Po was also moved and murmured to himself: "Get old together, let us grow old together."

Each of these words was like a clever little hammer, hitting Jingruo's most fragile heart. She wanted to speak, but before she could speak, her tears were already rolling down. In the end, she could only respond to Cui Po's words and said softly: "Get old together..."
Chapter completed!