Shangguan Feng'er smiled, then ignored him and started walking on her own, while the man remained side by side with her.
The two were silent for a long time
"Do you know her purpose of kidnapping me?" Shangguan Feng'er frowned slightly and turned to look at the man.
The man shone brightly under the moonlight, and Shangguan Feng'er suddenly thought of a sentence: The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and I often think about mysteries.
"I know." The man said calmly.
Shangguan Feng'er was surprised: No matter when, a man never allows his woman to have another man in her heart.
The man saw what Shangguan Feng'er was thinking and smiled happily, "If there are two pieces of clothing for you to choose, and you can only choose one, no matter which one you choose, you still can't let go of the other one, especially for someone.
Every day when you see others wearing the clothes that you once gave up, it is inevitable to feel a little resentful."
The man's words reminded Shangguan Feng'er of a sentence in Zhang Ailing's novel "Red Rose and White Rose": Maybe every man has had two women like this, at least two. If you marry a red rose, over time, the red one will become
Marry a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, but the white one is still "the bright moonlight in front of the bed"; marry a white rose, and the white one is just a grain of rice sticky on the clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart.
I remember that the song "Red Rose" sung by Eason Chan was still liked by Shangguan Feng'er, and there was a line in it: Those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored have no fear.
Thinking again of what the woman said about Li Moran loving her to death, Shangguan Feng'er felt a little uncomfortable: whether she was a red rose or a white rose in Li Moran's heart, but no matter which one it was, it didn't matter. What was important was
Is Li Moran's heart still agitated by what he can't get?
Suddenly, Shangguan Feng'er felt a swelling sensation in her lower abdomen again, followed by pain, endless pain.
She stopped, clutched her lower abdomen with her hands, curled up together, frowned, and beads of sweat continued to appear on the tip of her nose, forehead, and chin.
"What's wrong?" When the man saw Shangguan Feng'er's pain, he became suspicious: Could it be that Zhang Ying had drugged her?
Shangguan Feng'er bit her lower lip tightly, trying to deflect the pain.
"Hey, you're bleeding." The man saw that Shangguan Feng'er's lower lip had been bitten and the blood mixed with sweat was flowing down. He quickly stepped forward and wanted to open her teeth that were biting her lip.
When Shangguan Feng'er heard the man's words, she thought of the fetus in her belly. She felt it deliberately and felt that there seemed to be warmth left in her lower body. She raised her head in pain and begged the man in front of her, "Quickly, carry me back to Prince Gong's Mansion.
." After saying that, he fainted.
The man who was at a loss just now, upon hearing Shangguan Feng'er's words, quickly stretched out his hand to seal her acupoints.
Under the moonlight, Shangguan Feng'er fell into a man's arms like a bleached, fragile piece of paper.
The man picked up Shangguan Feng'er and ran towards Prince Gong's palace.
Shangguan Feng'er's dream
Where is this place? It seems to be Yilan Palace. I seem to be lying on the bed, my body seems to have been emptied out, and I don't even have the strength to raise my hands.
The room seemed empty, yet felt very crowded.
Not far away, there was a woman holding a baby in her arms.
The woman came closer, but her face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.
"Who are you? Return the child to me quickly." Shangguan Feng'er tried to sit up, but couldn't do it anyway, just like that vegetative state.