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Chapter Nine I'm afraid it's a wrong marriage

Du Yunrou stared blankly at the direction he left, her hand still stretched out in the air, and finally fell down weakly, the sadness in her eyes was bottomless.

The pain in her abdomen became even worse, which was associated with heartache and made her feel worse than death.

She was in so much pain that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't. Her tears seemed to have dried up. She wanted to laugh but was afraid that her laughter would be too sad and make her look even more pitiful.

In the end, she could only fall to the cold ground, her eyes were empty, and she remained silent despite the pain in her abdomen.

Nothing can be more painful than heartache, and nothing can be more chilling than a heartache.

She didn't know how long she had been lying on the ground. Finally, someone came in and hurriedly tried to help her up.

Du Yunrou's empty eyes came back to her senses. Her vision was blurred by pain and she couldn't see clearly who was in front of her. She felt someone helping her and weakly threw away the hand: "Don't touch me."

She was so angry that she said this, and the movement of throwing away the hand was too weak. She couldn't get rid of it for a while, and finally struggled like crazy, screaming regardless of the pain and image: "Don't touch me! I let you

Don't touch me! Get out!"

She broke away her black hair, and her hair fell down, stained with blood, and splashed on her face. She looked as embarrassed and bloody as a demon.

Du Yunrou was still struggling desperately. The more she moved, the more pain she felt and the more blood there was on the ground.

The man seemed frightened and did not dare to touch her anymore. He could only say anxiously: "Miss, please stop moving, stop moving!"

Hearing this familiar voice, she became quieter: "Uncle Li?"

"It's the old slave. Miss, don't move. I'll call the doctor right now!" the old housekeeper said anxiously.

"Don't go." Du Yunrou closed her eyes: "I don't want to be cured, let it go." Let it go. I'm not afraid of death.

Her vision became increasingly blurred, her body could not stop feeling cold, sleepiness came over her, and her consciousness slowly sank.

The old housekeeper seemed to have said something else, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Du Yunrou fell into coma again.

Her consciousness seems to have returned to the beginning, when she was not yet eighteen years old.

At that time, her parents were still there, and the Du family had not yet declined. She was eighteen, at the age of marriage, and all the matchmakers in the capital were about to cross the threshold of the Du family, but she did not agree to any of the proposed marriages.

She liked to watch the young boy from the Wei family practice martial arts, the serious look on his young face, and the sweat that fell when he turned around and kicked his legs.

When her parents forced her to marry, she had no choice but to tell her the name of her sweetheart. Unexpectedly, her father was furious and put her in solitary confinement for three months.

I heard that during that period, my father went to find the young man from the Wei family many times, and I didn’t know what they said. When she came out, the young man pursed his lips and asked her, "Do you like me?"

She nodded, her cheeks flushed.

He said, OK, when I become successful, I will propose marriage to your parents. After that, he joined the army, and she waited year after year. For ten years, except for the occasional return to Beijing, he never even sent her a reply.

Letter paper. He had never expressed his feelings to her, and even his promises were made lightly.

Grandma said she was stupid, Du Yunrou thought, she was really stupid. How could she not see his perfunctory attitude? She just forced herself not to think about it in detail. One day he told her incomprehensively that she

I just deceived myself and waited for him all day long.

Du Yunrou didn't blame him, it was just wishful thinking. She just wanted to ask, since he didn't like her, why did he keep her waiting for so many years? She wanted to ask, was it because he was so cruel to her?

What did she do wrong?

She thought, the battlefield is really not a good place. How could such a nice and clean young man turn out like that after just one trip? Sometimes, Du Yunrou even felt that she had recognized the wrong person. The one with a cold face,

The man with red eyes is definitely not her bodyguard, maybe... her bodyguard hasn't come back yet.

It turns out that... I married the wrong person.

Thinking like this, she suddenly woke up, lying on the bed, the thick quilt on her body was still cold, and there was a bitter taste in her mouth. It seemed that someone had just given her medicine. Her abdomen was still so painful because of excessive blood loss.

Her face looked a little pale. "Cough, cough, cough...!" She coughed uncontrollably, and an abnormal flush quickly appeared on her pale face. Every time she coughed, her lower abdomen would throb violently.

It was like a knife was cutting out the flesh in her belly.

After finally stopping, the flush on her face turned pale again. A layer of cold sweat broke out on her body, and she unconsciously closed the quilt around her body.

This winter seems to be much colder than previous years.

"Miss, are you awake?!" The old housekeeper came in with a bowl of ginger soup: "You just made the ginger soup, please drink it to warm yourself up."

Du Yunrou sat up with difficulty and took the ginger soup.

"Miss's body is not as good as before. She should pay more attention in the future..." Looking at her gray face, the old housekeeper's face was full of pity. Even though the Du family was in decline, the eldest lady should not suffer this crime.

Yes, when the eldest lady insisted on marrying Wei Zidu, Master Du firmly disagreed. If Master Du was still here, the eldest lady would not end up in this situation...

"Miss, why bother? If you make yourself like this, I'm afraid General Wei won't feel sorry for her..." The old housekeeper felt sorry for her in his heart, and said a few more words at once, sighing lowly: "Who let me

The lady’s surname is Du…”

Du Yunrou stopped drinking the ginger soup and turned to look at him: "What did you say?"

"Ah... I'm confused, young lady, don't care..." The old housekeeper was shocked and made a mistake, secretly blaming himself for not being strict with his words, so he took back the soup bowl in her hand under the guise and left with a guilty conscience.

Du Yunrou thought suspiciously for a while, but the pain in her stomach was unbearable, so she simply lay back and cleared her head.

After drinking the ginger soup, she felt a little warmer. After falling into the water, she seemed to feel tired easily. Now that it was warm, she fell asleep. She slept until dark and felt thirsty.

I stood up and poured water, and the door opened.

The visitor came in slowly in a wheelchair, it was Wei Zidu.

Du Yunrou immediately gave up the idea of ​​getting up and closed her eyes in the darkness, pretending to be still asleep.

She didn't want to face him.

After a while, Du Yunrou felt him rolling his wheelchair to her bedside, bringing with him a bit of coolness from the winter night outside.

He stopped beside her bed for a while, making no sound or lighting the lamp, just staring at her in the darkness silently.

After a long time, he moved his wheelchair and prepared to leave.

"Wei Zidu." A female voice sounded in the dark night.

He stopped and looked sideways at her, only to see the person in the darkness slowly sitting up and looking at him with cold eyes, not even the slightest bit sleepy.

"Do we need to talk?" She asked when he remained silent.

She always felt that there was some misunderstanding between them, and Wei Zi's hatred for her was unclear. She had always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to him.

In the darkness, he seemed to smile: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Why did you do that to me? Don't you want to say something to me?" she asked.

"You really don't know?" His voice cooled down: "Or do you, the Du family, like to pretend to be innocent like this?"

"What do you mean?" Du Yunrou frowned, not understanding why he would involve the Du family.

"Forget it, if you really don't know, I will assume that you are here to pay off a debt." Wei Zidu sneered, turned the wheelchair, and disappeared into the darkness.

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