---Her young lady is also a pitiful person. Even as punishment, this is enough!---
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Jun Ziyan shook his head, placed his fingertips habitually on his eyebrows, smoothed his slightly frowning eyebrows, and asked, "Jue, why did I suddenly fall into coma before?"
As a lawyer, her intuition told her that her 'disease' was not that simple, and there seemed to be another hidden meaning.
She only remembered that her body was very hot and unusual that day, and then she fainted for some reason. When she woke up, it was the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the beginning of winter, which made her unable to react due to jet lag.
Hearing this, Su Shajue's body was as stiff as a stone, panic flashed in his eyes, his foreheads touched each other, and he sighed with lingering fear: "You jumped over the cold pond and were fed Guoxincao when I disappeared, and the cold air remains in your body.
, In addition, you soaked yourself in ice water that day, which caused the cold energy that had stayed in your body to hit your heart and cause you to coma. Ziyan, everything has passed, don't ask me again, okay? Because every time you ask me, I will think about it again."
The man took her finger and pointed it at her head, and finally moved her hand to his left atrium to hold it. His eyes flashed with pain, and his voice was hoarse and hard, as if he was carrying great pain: "And here it will be even more painful.
It hurts once, because I am afraid, I am afraid of thinking of you soaking in the blood-stained bathtub that day, where I have the most terrible nightmare in my life. It reminds me of the mistakes I made that day all the time.
A punishment, you know?"
It turned out that this was the reason why he refused to mention it. Jun Ziyan's eyes turned red with mist, and a deep guilt flashed through her heart. She suddenly felt that she was so cruel, but she opened up the deepest scar in his heart just for her own curiosity.
, making her feel ashamed.
She reached out to his neck with her right hand and pressed it down, her red lips covered his, and while he was absent-minded, she smiled and said: "Okay, don't mention it, I will never mention it, I will spend my whole life loving you, go
Cherish you, absolutely. Meeting you is the happiness of my life. I love you and I have no regrets!" His light lips curled up slightly, and he smiled as gracefully as a bamboo orchid.
One word made Su Shajue's pulse beat frequently in his left atrium. It was exciting and touching, it was the happiness that was lost and the fear that was lost. At this time, all the emotions turned into a kiss that was so strong that it was suffocating and grateful, like a strong wind.
It comes like drizzle and warm wind, and all kinds of tenderness and pity are poured out in this kiss.
This is his love, he doesn't want to care about anything, he just wants to have everything now, because their time is very long, he just wants her to live in his wings, and it will not change until the moment of death!
After an intense suffocation, the hot and wet kiss reluctantly moved away from her red lips, and her white earrings moved to the thin white jade neck to peck lightly. Her breath was heavy and heavy as they rubbed against her ears, and her hoarse voice sounded.
With a bewitching magnetism: "Say, you lied down for three months and neglected me for three months. How can you compensate me?" The lazy voice was full of ambiguous sexual intercourse. At this moment, he was almost rational.
Collapse like falling apart.
The numbness on her neck embarrassed Jun Ziyan beneath her. His magnetic voice carried a scorching and ambiguous temperature that spread across her face, making her feel like she was in a sea of fire, as his breath burned her entire body.
His subtle yet ambiguous question made her heart skip a beat and she felt a little embarrassed. It wasn't that it couldn't be done, but when she thought that there were still five days before they could be considered husband and wife, she couldn't help being embarrassed and refused: "Your Majesty, a gentleman's words are five."
The Queen of Heaven’s whole person is in your hands for the rest of her life, so just bear with it for five more days, I want to stay on that day before I give all of myself to you!”
Since he was rescued from Su Gu Leng that night, except for the forced night in the bamboo house, the closest the two of them have been is this.
In her opinion, the wedding night is a day that cannot be profaned. She just wants to entrust that day to the man she plans to love for the rest of her life, even if she has already been intimate once.
But now the two of them are hiding on the same cave because she has just recovered from a serious illness. He doesn't want her to take care of herself alone, so he insists on taking care of her every day. Only when he sleeps with her in his arms at night can he feel at ease.
As you can imagine, that incident really scared him!
Every time I think of Xuanhan and Linglong saying that he had taken good care of me during the three months he was in coma before he collapsed, I feel warm in my heart, driving away the coldness of winter.
Hearing this, Su Shajue's eyes flashed with a trace of complexity and distress, and he clasped his fingers with hers and said affectionately: "I am the same way!" Zi Yan, I just want to love you, nothing else matters.
Inside the house, there is warmth and charm.
Outside, the snow was falling and the cold wind was biting, but it could no longer cool the deep love inside the beauty's heart.
Fingers are clasping!
It doesn’t matter if it lasts forever, it only matters if you have it now!
In this life, he has no regrets!
*
General's Mansion
Lingfeng Pavilion
The "Lingfeng Pavilion", which was originally a beautiful and beautiful place, was pampered for a while, and envied others with its affection and affection. Now in this cold winter, it is no different from the "Leng Palace" where no one cares about it.
The blue-white snow in the sky is chaotic, not urgent, not slow, like the colorful fallen leaves of fallen flowers. The prosperity of the past is just a passing smoke, drifting away with the wind, and finally like the dust taking refuge, the fallen leaves return to their roots!
At the window lattice, the woman's clothes were thin and her figure was as weak as a willow. Maybe it was because of the cold. She hid all her hair under her fox hat. Her face was as pale as paper, and her watery eyes that had lost their vitality and were still empty and unfocused.
Looking towards the west, his expression is as calm as water, and his eyebrows are peaceful and peaceful.
Suddenly, her shoulders felt warm, and the voice of the attendant Zhen'er rang in her ears: "Miss, it's cold. Stop standing here blowing the wind. It will be bad if you catch the cold."
Her voice was choked with sobs, but she was holding back her tears. Apart from the old lady who would come to check on her, I am afraid that even if she died of illness, the cruel uncle would not even come to see her. What's more, she has already——
"Yeah!" Ding Qianrong smiled sideways, patted her hand and said, "Help me to rest on the soft floor!"
Although the general left him here without any attention, the old lady still prepared as much as she should give.
When the weather changed, although it looked lonely outside, the warm stove, thick coats and quilts on the ground floor were still well prepared, but they were just less popular!
"Miss, don't wait any longer. General, he has almost forgotten you. If the old lady and Butler Liu hadn't still been thinking about us, I'm afraid we would have died of hunger and cold." Zhen'er settled Ding Qianrong.
He lay on the bed and covered her with a coat and quilt. When he saw her eyes, his heart felt even more sour, and he couldn't help complaining.
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong's eyes darkened, and she changed the subject and said, "Zhen'er, are you seventeen? It's time to get married. I'll ask your father to find a good wife for you!" The voice was very soft, without any vitality.
, seems to be desolate and hopeless after experiencing all the vicissitudes of life.
Xiaolian has returned to her hometown to get married. Yes, who would want to stay in this miserable and hopeless "cold palace"? Only Zhen'er, who has served her for ten years, will never leave her.
When Zhen'er heard this, her red eyes suddenly turned red. She lay down and hugged the young lady's unbelievably thin lower body under the cotton-padded jacket.
Miss, don’t promise me to anyone. Zhen’er was born to serve Miss. I beg Miss, don’t let Zhen’er get married.” Tears overflowed, like broken beads falling continuously.
"Nonsense, no one is born a slave. You know I have never treated you as a slave." Ding Qianrong's voice was filled with anger and distress. Now she couldn't let go of Zhen'er the most.
Zhen'er has been with her since she was seven years old. Although she is a master and servant, her affection is beyond that of ordinary sisters. In her eyes, Zhen'er is her little sister.
"Then Miss, don't let Zhen'er get married. Zhen'er just wants to stay with Miss." For the first time, Zhen'er went beyond her duties as a slave and resisted, with determination in her eyes.
well--
"You!" Ding Qianrong sighed deeply, coughed a few times, then leaned on the soft bed behind him, and said feebly: "That's all, go help me get some Qingxin Dew from Butler Zhang, my chest is so tight.
"
"Well! Miss, just wait, Zhen'er will come as soon as you go." Zhen'er smiled at her, stretched out her sleeves to wipe away her tears, tucked her cotton-padded jacket, stood up, opened the door and went out, closing the door slightly and gently, for fear of being outside.
The cold wind blew into the house, causing the lady to catch a cold wave.
Listening to the footsteps of the maid leaving quickly, Ding Qian's face was ashen, and her heart was full of sorrow. A tear fell from her unfocused eyes, and her voice was choked with deep longing: "Husband, you actually
I haven't seen Qianrong for a whole hundred and twenty-one days, you are so cruel!"
Since being put on hold here, she has been looking forward to it every day, counting the days, nights, and moments to live. Even though the feeling of waiting is extremely painful, she still chooses to persevere with her faith. However, it has been one hundred and twenty-one days.
, but he still hasn't come.
Today is her birthday. He once said that he would spend every birthday with her in the future, but——
The simple and uncomplicated house was quiet and cold. Even though there were several charcoal stoves placed on the low table, she still felt like she was in a pool of ice.
Is she really worried? But why is she so unwilling--
Ding Qianrong closed her eyes, her long eyelashes wet with tears, and the shadow cast on her eyes was the sadness in her heart.
*
On the nine-curved railing leading to Lingfeng Pavilion, Wanyanche's tall figure stood there, his eyebrows clenched, complex hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he hesitated to move forward.
After returning from the morning court, he did not go directly to Prince Su's Mansion to pick up his "sworn sister". Instead, he first brought Grandpa Yuwen back to the house to diagnose his illness, but he was called here by his great-grandmother.
Should he take a look at his divorced concubine who was as if she had been relegated to the cold palace?
Every time he saw her, he would think back to how he had unintentionally allowed her to harm Xiyan's flesh and blood. Should he really take a look?
The cold wind swept across his handsome face like a blade, causing some numbness.
Wanyan Che shook his head, that's all. To avoid being upset, it's better not to see him.
With this thought in mind, the general turned back and prepared to leave.
At this time, at the corner, Zhen'er who came out of Lingfeng Pavilion happened to see the general who was about to leave. Her almond-shaped eyes were stunned for a moment, and then her eyes lit up with joy, and she called: "General, are you here to see the young lady?
?Why don’t you go in?”
Hearing the sound, the man's footsteps froze, and his eagle eyes flashed coldly: "Next time!" The cold words burst out from the gap between his lips, like a sharp blade that penetrated the opponent's heart.
Zhen'er was so shocked that her almond-shaped eyes opened and she gasped, her eyes instantly turned red. All her unwillingness, dissatisfaction and grievances were transformed into three steps forward, she knelt down decisively and sadly in front of him, and cried: "General
, Jane'er, please, go see the Second Madam, she, she is having a very bad life, very, very bad, she - her eyes are blind, and her hair has turned all white overnight, General, you are so pitiful
Have pity on the two husbands!" By the end of the sentence, Zhen'er was already crying.
Her young lady is also a pitiful person. Even as punishment, this is enough!