Chen Heng held Su Luo's arm tightly, lowered his eyes, and said with a sullen face, "No, you go back with me now."
"Go back? From the moment I stepped out of the gate of Zhenninghou Mansion, I couldn't go back. Why should the prince make things difficult for others? In what capacity should I go back? Fiancée? The engagement has been cancelled.
Concubine? Is Gu Yao willing to let the prince take me as his concubine?
The prince asked me to go back. He said it lightly, but you can tell me how I can go back.
The prince talked about five years of love. Well, I will also talk about these five years of love.
I hope that for the sake of our friendship over the past five years, for the sake of my father saving Mr. Hou’s life, and for the sake of the death of my parents, please let me go. I don’t want to go back and do this.
I don’t even want to go back to my wife as a concubine.”
Su Luo said decisively.
Her clear black and white eyes were firm and cold without any emotion.
It's colder than the wind and snow outside.
Chen Heng, who was cold, felt panicked for no reason.
There was a faint aroma of herbs lingering at the tip of her nose. Su Luo's father was a doctor before he died. In her spare time, Su Luo would tinker with herbs and make medicinal meals for him. She always had this smell on her body.
Chen Heng couldn't tell when he started, but he had become accustomed to this smell, accustomed to this smell surrounding him with earnestness.
Now, Su Luo said that she would not go back and asked him to let her go, for the sake of her father's life.
Chen Heng froze. The gradually melting snow seemed to have absorbed all the heat from his body, and even his heartbeat was a little erratic.
Chen Heng never thought that his fiancée, who had already made a marriage contract, could run away?
"You really don't want to go back with me?" he asked hoarsely.
Su Luo shook her head and said, "I would like to ask the prince to fulfill my wishes."
"If I marry you in a sedan chair, you won't come back?" Chen Heng frowned and frowned tightly.
In the past, if Su Luo saw him like this, she would definitely feel distressed. She would try her best to make him laugh or make some snacks to comfort him. But now, looking at her, she felt no disturbance in her heart. She said: "Don't live here anymore, just treat it like this.
Just a stranger."
Chen Heng left.
He left angrily.
As soon as the door of the room was closed, Chun Xing pursed her lips and looked at Su Luo, "Miss, why do you think this slave can't bear to leave you?"
Before Su Luo could answer, Su Zimu, who had been sleeping over there, suddenly woke up.
"elder sister."
The child was only five years old this year, and her milky voice was mixed with the slight hoarseness of just waking up. Su Luo had no time to collect herself and hurriedly walked to the bed.
He sat down along the edge of the bed and touched Su Zimu's forehead. His forehead was warm and he said, "The fever is gone."
Su Zimu was lying on the bed, his eyes curiously looking around the top of his head, "Sister, where are we?"
She had just had a quarrel with Chen Heng. Although Su Luo had indeed let go, her mood was still affected. She tried her best to push aside the messy things in her mind, and smiled and said to the child: "Zhao Ding."
Su Zimu's originally calm face suddenly became filled with shock and joy, his eyes shone brightly, he got out of the bed and hugged Su Luo's arm, "Are we not in Zhenninghou Mansion anymore?
Really?"
The joy on the child's face and the joy in his voice plucked Su Luo's heartstrings.
Mrs. Zhenninghou didn't like their siblings, and the servants in the mansion were acting against her. Over the years, she had focused her whole heart on pleasing Chen Heng. Looking at her brother's shining eyes, Su Luo's nose felt sour.
It turns out that I am no longer in Zhenninghou Mansion. Are you so happy?
Wrapped Su Zimu in a quilt, Su Luo smiled and said, "Well, I'm not here anymore."
Su Zimu looked up at her, his eyes burning, "You won't go there again?"
The child's gaze was too direct, which made Gu Luo's heart tighten, "Do you want to go, Zimu?"
Su Zimu immediately shook his head, "Of course not!"
After saying that, he shut up quickly. He shrank his neck and looked at Su Luo with obsidian eyes, "Sister, can I not think about it?"
Su Luo's heart ached.
I can't hold back my tears anymore.
Su Zimu was so frightened that he quickly said: "Sister, don't cry. If you still want to go back, I am willing. I...I can bear it. I just ignore them when they bully me. Sister, don't cry."
Su Luo only felt that she was afraid of being a bastard.
For the sake of a man, he has wronged his brother to this extent.
"We won't go back, and we won't go back in the future." Su Luo swallowed harder as she held the child in her arms.
Su Zimu got out of Su Luo's arms, with a pair of bright black eyes filled with a bit of joy and a bit of uncertainty, looking at Su Luo for a moment, "Sister, are you serious? Are you really not going back?
"
Children's expectations should never be too obvious.
Su Luo's heart melted.
"Well, Zimu has been wronged by us in the past. If my sister doesn't do this again in the future, Zimu will forgive her?"
Su Zimu pouted her little mouth and kissed Su Luo on the cheek, "I like my sister the most. Sister, I'm so hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"
Gu Luo wiped the tears from the corners of his face and said, "Yes."
Chun Xing had already brought the meat porridge over with red eyes, "I will serve the young master to drink the porridge, while the young lady goes and washes her face."
Su Luo looked at the tears on Chun Xing's face and knew that Chun Xing was crying because of Zimu's words just now. She took the bowl of porridge with a smile and said, "Your nose is almost coming out. I don't trust you to feed porridge."
Go wash your face quickly."
Chun Xing bit her lip and watched Su Zimu eat a spoonful of porridge with his mouth open. I don't know whether it was because the meat porridge was delicious or because Su Zimu was in a good mood. While the child was eating, his eyes were bent into small crescents, with a happy face.
The joy of it.
Chun Xing looked sad, wiped away her tears, and said with a nasal voice, "Hey, I'm going to wash my face."
Just now, she wanted to persuade Su Luo that since the prince still had her in his heart, why not go back? Otherwise, what would happen to their siblings in the future? Zhenninghou Mansion would be their final destination after all.
But after listening to what Su Zimu just said, how could she still persuade her to say it out loud?
Besides, the grievances Su Zimu has suffered over the years are also real.
When Su Luo was still the nominal fiancée, Su Zimu was wronged. If they were to become just concubines in the future, the two siblings would not be bullied to death by the Zhenning Hou family.
So what if the prince is protecting you?
This time when Su Zimu fell ill, didn't the prince also invite the imperial doctor?
Even when I came this time, I didn't even ask Zimu a word.
The child left with a fever.
Chun Xing swallowed back those words of advice and pretended to have forgotten them.
In this room, the master and the servant were eating meat porridge around the child.
next door.
Ping An looked at his young prince in confusion, "Chen Heng just arrived, why did the prince let him come up?"
If Xiao Yu wanted to stop Chen Heng from coming up to see Su Luo, let alone Chen Heng, he wouldn't even be able to touch the door of the inn.
Xiao Yu leaned on a beauty couch that the store got from nowhere, holding a fruit in his hand and gnawing absentmindedly, "Who knows if they are having fun or getting angry or something else, I have to see clearly.
If she still wants to return to Zhenninghou Mansion, I will never stop her.
If she gives up and completely breaks up with Chen Heng, then I will never let her go."
Ping An clicked his tongue.
Their prince, how should I put it, is used to killing people and setting fires, and occasionally he behaves like a human being, which is really uncomfortable.
"Your Majesty, do you think Miss Su and Chen Heng are reconciled?"
Xiao Yu casually threw the fruit core in his hand onto the table next to him, picked up the handkerchief on the armrest of the beauty's couch and wiped his hands, "Chen Heng must be in trouble, but he is not important, as long as Su Luo doesn't have him in her heart.
That’s fine.”
"Then what are you going to do, Your Majesty? Shall we take the people back to the house?"