Seeing Wanrou's resolute look, Huangfu Jin was a little speechless for a moment. His enthusiasm for shamelessly begging her for forgiveness suddenly cooled down a lot. There seemed to be something stuck in his throat, which made him feel very upset.
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His handsome face was a little distorted and stiff. He clenched his fists and said with a hint of anger: "Wanrou, do you have to say something so hurtful? I admit, it was my fault before."
When Huangfu Jin said this, he paused silently for a moment, glanced at Wanrou indifferently, and then said as calmly as possible: "How about we both stop being impulsive? Impulsiveness can't solve the problem. Why don't we sit down and have a good talk?
What about talking about?”
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. I am not an impulsive person, I am just the Emperor. Moreover, I think I have nothing to discuss with the Emperor." Wan Rou smiled sarcastically, with a hint of laughter in her eyes.
With a hint of mockery.
Looking at her contemptuous and mocking eyes, Huangfu Jin's heart still hurt, but he did not speak again. He looked straight at her side face, hoping that she would look at him again. But now she couldn't even look at him.
I am willing to take another look at myself.
Huangfu Jin was willing to take the initiative to admit his mistake and talk to Wanrou about the matter. This approach was greatly appreciated by Qiu Siyu. This is the open-mindedness that a man should have. How could an emperor let a woman admit her mistake to him?
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At the moment, she didn't want to stay here to disturb them anymore, so she walked next to Mo Chubai, grabbed his arm and tried to pull him away. Unfortunately, Qiu Siyu tried her best and couldn't pull Mo Chubai, who was standing there.
Even if Chu Bai kept winking at him, he would ignore it. He just stared at Wanrou, who was looking down at the ground in front of him.
"Let's go, I'm so naked late at night. Are you embarrassed to let me, a pregnant woman, go back to the palace alone? It's not your turn to get involved in the affairs of the couple." Qiu Siyu used all her strength to push hard.
He pinched Mo Chubai's waist and said angrily in a low voice.
Even though Mo Chubai was worried, he still let Qiu Siyu pull him away in the end. You are right, they are husband and wife after all. There might be a fight between husband and wife, or a fight at the end of the bed. Give them some space,
Let them have a good talk, and maybe they can reconcile as before, and Wanrou no longer has to live in the cold palace, suffer loneliness, and endure the pain of grievance and heartbreak. This is undoubtedly the best outcome for them.
After Qiu Siyu and Mo Chubai left, there was only silence in this huge Ruoxue Palace. It was so silent that even if a pin dropped, you could clearly hear the sound of it hitting the ground. The atmosphere in the room
, it suddenly dropped to the bottom.
Although the two of them did not look at each other, they were looking at the same object - the Purple Sound Qin - with a clear understanding of each other. Their hearts were filled with ripples, and the past events were still vivid in their minds...
When they met for the first time in Zuixiang Pavilion, Wanrou was deeply attracted by these blue and charming eyes. She was afraid that she would be deeply trapped, so that she kept trying to escape from him. But the more she became afraid, the more she became afraid.
The easier it is for things to happen, she still cannot escape the arrangement of fate. She is intoxicated in the illusion of his love and refuses to wake up.
Huangfu Jin never believed in love at first sight before. Even if Shang appeared in his life and gave him the feeling, he thought it was love. But until he saw it for the first time, he looked around anxiously, not knowing what to do.
Only after he fell in love with her did he understand what kind of feeling is love.
It's just that he couldn't bear any betrayal. When he was a child, his father loved his mother and queen deeply, and their family lived in harmony until one day, his father fell in love with a foreign woman. The woman was tall.
She was so beautiful that her father favored her for a long time and neglected her mother. He even wanted to abolish her mother's position as queen and replace her with that foreign woman.
In the end, his mother couldn't stand his father's betrayal, so she took poison and committed suicide in Xifeng Palace with hatred. Afterwards, even if his father regretted it, he could not save his mother's life. That year, Huangfu Jin left a great legacy.
Shadow, he hates all betrayal in the world. So much so that he has a temperament that is easily angered and moody when things happen.
Even if Shang's betrayal of Huangfu Jin was involuntary, she did do something to hurt him. Huangfu Jin just couldn't bear Shang's concealment of her.
As for Wanrou, he promised to love her and pamper her, but he still lost control and hurt her, more than once! He didn't even know the difference between this kind of himself and the father he hated. They were all the same.
Go and hurt the woman you love most.
Everyone was thinking about each other, leaving the room speechless and lonely. Wanrou finally sighed, the sweetness and beauty of the past no longer existed. Although some love requires some memories of the past to make herself feel
Slowly recalling that feeling. But can the two of them really go back?
The atmosphere calmed down for a while, and Huangfu Jin finally plucked up the courage to admit his mistake. God knows how much determination he made before he dared to step in here and ask for her forgiveness.
"Your Majesty, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly. I am not feeling well, and I am sorry that I cannot serve the Emperor properly. After the Emperor has finished speaking, please leave quickly and don't waste the time. I believe that Concubine Lan and your little prince,
At this moment, you are still waiting for your Majesty in the Moyang Palace!" Wanrou finally raised her head and looked at Huangfu Jin coldly, her tone as disdainful as ever.
Huangfu Jin clenched her right hand slightly, because of her silence and calmness, a flash of loneliness and the firmness of a decision flashed in her eyes.
He always believed that no matter what he had done, love was a matter for both parties. He must take this opportunity tonight to have a good talk with her. Only by putting everything aside and making things clear could the two of them live better.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Wanrou's injured left hand wrapped in gauze. Huangfujin looked at Wanrou with some despair, a hint of gloom appeared in his cold eyes, he breathed a deep breath, walked in the direction of Wanrou, and said without saying anything.
He grabbed her injured right hand.
Wanrou looked at Huangfu Jin with a horrified look on her face, twisting her body to try to shake off his hand that was holding her.
"Don't move!" Huangfujin said with a serious face, looking intently at Wanrou's injured palm. He carefully untied the layers of white gauze wrapped around it, and the scratches and depths were clearly visible.
Different scars.
Huangfu Jin's heart suddenly sank, and her throat became choked with sobs. These scars were all caused by him. Looking at the faint red color, she closed her eyes and took out a white strip from her sleeve.
A snow satin handkerchief came and he carefully wrapped it up for Wanrou. He thought this handkerchief was the one Wanrou gave him when they first met her. For so long, he never discarded it and kept it close to his body.