Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 308: The Long Night is Gentle and Firefly Bright (2)
Yan Rong raised his head with drunken eyes. When he saw the woman behind Hua Fangyi, his bright smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Why are you here?"
Yu'er lowered her eyes and murmured nervously: "I told you, he doesn't want to see me..."
After saying that, she turned around and rushed out.
Hua Fangyi grabbed her, pushed her to the table, pressed her shoulders, and sat directly opposite Yan Rong.
"Yu'er is pregnant with Liujia now, so she needs to be taken care of! Once you get here, you won't go home every day, and you won't allow people to come and see you!" Hua Fangyi glanced at Yan Rong with a straight face and scolded her a few times.
Then, she asked the waiter to bring some new dishes, and before leaving, she did not forget to say: "You two have a good time together. For Miss Yu'er's sake, I will treat you to this meal. If you let
She left alone, and the price of the drink tonight is doubled!"
After Hua Fangyi left, the box fell into an awkward silence, with only the sound of wine flowing out of the flask, clear and regular.
That was Yan Rong drinking glass after glass of wine, never raising his eyes to look at the woman in front of him.
That's because at this time, his mind and heart are filled with another woman. So when he sees other women, he will feel irritable.
Speaking of which, since she met Mu Qianqian, Yan Rong seemed to have never looked for her former Yingying Yanyan, and would even avoid other singers when she went to the Xiaoxiang Villa.
It was only now that he seemed to be able to understand the state of mind of "It used to be difficult for the sea to be water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud".
"I...I didn't follow you today. I came here to find Miss Fangyi..." Yu'er looked down at the jade cup in her hand and explained in a low voice.
She felt a little guilty when she said this, because facing Yan Rong, she could never be as confident as other wives.
Yan Rong finally raised his eyes and looked at her. After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to be much more haggard. Except for her protruding belly, her limbs seemed to be slender than before.
It must be that pregnancy is too hard.
Yan Rong couldn't bear it anymore. He took away the wine glass in front of her and replaced it with a bowl of hot soup. His tone was much calmer: "You are pregnant, so don't drink. The soup here is good. Drink more to supplement it."
Replenish your body."
Yu'er scooped a spoonful of hot soup and put it into her mouth, and her body gradually warmed up. The heat gathered in her chest, and there was a hint of sweetness, which was the joy of being cared for.
"How are you... lately?" Yu'er quietly raised her eyes, looked at Yan Rong carefully, and asked cautiously.
"Aren't you following me here every day? You should know my current situation." Yan Rong grinned, his usual bohemian look.
Yu'er's cheeks turned red and she looked even more embarrassed.
After biting her lip and thinking for a long time, she murmured: "You haven't been home for a long time, I... I'm just worried about you..."
Yan Rong shrugged his shoulders and smiled nonchalantly: "There is no need to explain anything between us. I just didn't expect that you would still work so hard despite being pregnant with Liujia. This shows your loyalty to the emperor."
Yu'er was about to explain, but then she thought: she was originally the emperor's spy, and no matter how she explained, it would be feeble.
She sighed softly and asked with determination: "Is that woman... the official's sweetheart?"
Yan Rong nodded firmly and said word by word: "Not just my sweetheart, I want to marry her!"
He didn't mean to hurt Yu'er. In his eyes, the two of them worked on their own, and they shouldn't have had any feelings in the first place. Therefore, he never regarded Yu'er as his wife, or in other words, he never regarded her as a woman.
These words were like a razor, cutting Yu'er's heart into pieces.
A sense of sourness rushed into her eyes, and she suppressed it.
After waiting for a long time, she asked quietly: "She...does she know that I exist?"
Yan Rong glanced at her expressionlessly and said lightly: "Of course she doesn't know. Because I don't know, how to explain our relationship to her? How to introduce you to her!" qo.o
Yu'er took a sip of tea, smiled lightly, and said with relief on her face: "That's fine. Women are very narrow-minded, and there is no room for any flaws in emotional matters."
"But she will know sooner or later, right?" Yan Rong looked at her and seemed to be complaining: "Once the child is born, nothing can be hidden."
"Don't worry." Yu'er looked at him with a smile on her lips: "Once the child lands, we will disappear from your life. So, as long as you don't tell her, she will never know our existence!"
After being stunned for a moment, Yan Rong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It seems that you have arranged everything! Yes, we have lived together for so long, and I never seem to understand you, and I can never guess what you are going to do next.
!」
Yu'er picked up the jug and poured him a glass of wine, and said meaningfully: "Guanren, we have known each other for a long time, but you can always avoid me, so naturally you won't understand me. And... you
I don’t want to understand at all.”
Yan Rong smiled and waved his hand, and said seriously: "If I don't avoid you, I'm really afraid that I will die in your hands for no reason one day."
Yu'er's expression darkened, and she sighed quietly: "You know I won't do anything to you. The only thing between us... is the day I die in your hands..."
"Hahaha!" Yan Rong thought this was a joke and couldn't help laughing: "You don't have to worry! I, Yan Rong, will never attack a woman, even if she is my opponent."
Yu'er raised the corners of her mouth and stared at him with a half-smile: "Then if I hurt King Yi, wouldn't you do something to me?"
Yan Rong frowned and said with a slight warning: "You'd better not do this! I have the mother of my child on one side and my siblings on the other. I will be in a very difficult position!"
Yu'er smiled faintly, feeling sad in her heart: Yan Rong was telling himself that in his eyes, she was just the mother of his child.
Without this child, he would not take himself seriously at all.
She stood up slowly while holding on to the table, and took a long breath: "It's getting late, and I'm a little tired. It's time to go back."
Seeing how hard she was walking, Yan Rong had to stand up and walk to the door to hold it open for her: "That's fine, I have nothing to do today, so I'll take you back."
Yu'er did not refuse the longed-for warmth and walked out of the door side by side with him.
The two walked through the first-floor hall filled with drinkers, frequently attracting the attention of people around them.
Yu'er stared crazily at the tall and handsome man beside her, and couldn't help but wonder: In the eyes of others, they were just an emotional and beautiful couple!
It would be great if it were true, but it's a pity...
A light snow suddenly fell outside the door, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.
Yan Rong looked at Yu'er's thin body and round belly, so he took off his fox fur and wrapped her tightly.
A burst of warmth mixed with a strong masculine scent hit her face. Yu'er blushed and refused: "It's too cold outside. You will catch a cold if you go out like this..."
However, Yan Rong held her struggling hand and said in an irresistible tone: "I am a martial arts practitioner, so this coldness is nothing."
His palm was dry and warm, and Yu'er's heart skipped a beat, and she obediently stopped being stubborn.
Looking back, she suddenly met Hua Fangyi's searching eyes.
Afterwards, the two women looked at each other and smiled tacitly.
Yu'er didn't know why Hua Fangyi kept helping her, and she was very grateful.
In the past, she thought Hua Fangyi was Yan Rong's confidant, and she had a bad reputation and was slightly hostile to her. But now it seems that she has begun to like this arrogant and kind-hearted woman.
After Yan Rongfu left, Hua Fangyi walked outside the door, looking pretty in the wind and snow. Her bright eyes stared at the lone lamp on the third floor and the familiar figure in front of the window.
She sighed deeply - he was looking at the small window opposite again, wasn't he?
——Flower Picking Thief——
A gust of cold wind whistled, and in the darkness, there was an inaudible sigh, which made Hua Fangyi shiver.
She immediately looked around cautiously, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.
She took courage and asked softly: "Who is there?"
After asking three times, no one came out.
Hua Fangyi's whole body was almost frozen, but her feet were nailed to the spot. She was so frightened that she couldn't move.
Another rustling sound came from behind.
Hua Fangyi suddenly turned around and saw a tall and thin figure staggering closer to her, but suddenly stopped outside the light.
Hua Fangyi was frightened, but she suppressed her fear and looked at the person carefully:
The man was wearing a black robe and straw sandals, long hair hanging down his waist, and a black leather mask on his face. There was a cold and strange aura all over his body, which was intimidating.
He stood helpless outside the circle of light, looking like a lone wolf.
He seemed to be extremely nostalgic for the warmth under the lamp, but he was also afraid of the dazzling light.
Therefore, he hesitated and was reluctant to leave, but he did not dare to barge in on his own.
Hua Fangyi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Is it you? The beggar who fell at the door last time?"
The masked man nodded hesitantly, clenching his fists tightly and looking very embarrassed.
Those cold eyes stared straight at the woman under the moonlight, as if he were seeing a fairy nine heavens away, making him feel as if he was dreaming.
She still remembered that this man was suffering from hunger and cold, was covered in wounds, and was being hunted by the people of the Imperial Guard.
His martial arts skills are so high that even Ruan Lang, who faces the Imperial Guard, cannot match them.
However, even such an implicit master made a "Gulu" sound at an inappropriate time.
Hua Fangyi forgot Ruan Lang's instructions and quickly said "Wait a minute!" before turning and leaving.
The man didn't know what she was going to do and should have left in time. But Hua Fangyi's words seemed to have a magical power that made him reluctant to leave like this.
After a while, I finally saw Hua Fangyi walking out of the annex carrying a food box.
A faint fragrance spread in the cold air, and the golden hairpin on the temples made a pleasant sound.
The masked man's whole body trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.
He always kept a distance from Hua Fangyi, as if he was afraid that he would dirty Hua Fangyi's shadow.
Hua Fangyi handed the food box to him and said softly: "There are steamed buns, two side dishes, and a bottle of wine. If you don't mind, take it and eat some!"
The basket exuded the heat of happiness, and the masked man hesitantly stretched out his hands to take the basket.
Only then did Hua Fangyi realize that his hands were covered with wounds, they were thin and pitiful, and she couldn't help but feel pity in her heart.
"If you don't have anything to eat in the future, come here! We can't finish the food we make here every day, so you can eat whatever you want."
The masked man lowered his eyes, not daring to raise his head to look at her, and didn't say a word.
Hua Fangyi was afraid of scaring him away, but she couldn't help but ask: "Who...are you? What happened? How come you have so many injuries on your body?"
The masked man grabbed the food box uneasily, gritted his teeth, and still refused to say a word.
Hua Fangyi knocked her head and said with a bitter smile: "Oh, I forgot that you can't speak, so I asked you questions. How stupid! By the way, are your injuries serious? Do you want me to find someone to check for you?
?」
When he heard that he was looking for someone to come over, the masked man immediately shook his head and refused, and took a few steps back in panic.
Hua Fangyi was startled and waved her hands quickly and said: "Okay, okay! I won't talk anymore! You'd better eat quickly, otherwise the food will get cold in a while!"
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