One hundred and twentieth eight chapters have opinions
"Then I guess... it's because of Gu Zhongyi's matter that you have a problem with me?" He remembered that during the public trial of Gu Zhongyi, both she and Du Ruotong avoided him.
"To be honest, it was a bit overwhelming at first." She kicked the snowdrift in front of her and admittedly said, "But then I thought about it carefully and realized that your purpose was nothing more than to capture the real wanted criminal. From your standpoint,
There is nothing wrong with doing this. As a general judge, you represent the rule of law of this era. If you don't do your best to uphold the rule of law, then the social order will be out of balance."
Looking at her childish face, Pan Zhuqing was really moved when she said this truth that many big men couldn't understand. "Why is that?" He hid the tenderness in his eyes and asked with a smile.
She lowered her head and drew the word "omen" in the snow with her feet. "You really want to know?"
He pretended to be calm and calm: "If you want to say something, I'm all ears. If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."
She stopped what she was doing and smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if I tell you. In fact, it does have something to do with you."
He raised his eyebrows with interest: "How to say?"
She looked up at the sky where the snow had just stopped, and her thoughts leapt back thousands of years: "Do you still remember the Jiang Haoran I told you about?"
"Remember, you said that he looks exactly like me." This time it was Pan Zhuqing's turn to smile bitterly. Looking like this man, I don't know if he is lucky or unlucky.
"He was my former lover, and he and I were very much in love." When she said this, she looked at Pan Zhuqing's face again, her complex emotions instantly choked her throat, and her eye circles were filled with a layer of pink: "You and he have not only grown up together.
They are exactly the same, even their professions are similar. He and I once handled cases together..."
"so what?"
"So... how should I put it? You are too similar. If I continue to do things related to him, it will bother me." This kind of trouble made her tortured, as if she was caught between two people.
The power was tearing in both directions. On the one hand, it was the deep guilt towards Jiang Haoran, and on the other hand, it was the injustice towards Zhao Changyuan. Her husband deserved a complete love, and she could never allow herself to desert him.
Pan Zhuqing was emotionally hurt when he heard her answer. In her heart, he was not even a substitute, only a shadow that she did not like. But after all, he was not an ignorant young man. His excellent emotional intelligence made him
Hiding his bad emotions without any trace: "What I'm curious about is where is he now? Why didn't he come to you?"
She twitched her lips and said helplessly: "I guess he... probably wants to find me too. It's just that the place where he is is too far away. It's impossible for me to see him again."
"Are you guilty of him?"
She looked at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as Jiang Haoran's, and sighed deeply: "Yes, I am very guilty. Even though I am helpless and can't help myself, I still feel very guilty."
"You don't have any attachment to him anymore?" He seemed to want to find out even the slightest flaw in her feelings for Zhao Changyuan from her mouth.
"I am already Zhao Changyuan's wife, and all my attachment can only belong to him." Her answer overturned all his wishful thinking.
Pan Zhuqing crushed the petals in his hand and smiled softly, but involuntarily with a hint of bitterness: "I have to say, General Zhao is very lucky."
She already knew her feelings for Pan Zhuqing. If she were a traditional married woman in ancient times, she would avoid the man who loves her like a leper. But after all, she is a girl who came from the first century. She firmly believes that as long as she
Guarding her own heart and having a clear conscience in everything, there is nothing to avoid. "Actually, I am the lucky person. Being able to be with him makes me extremely happy. I have to cherish my blessing. In fact... If Brother Pan knew how to cherish what he is seeing,
People, maybe they don’t need to envy us so much.”
"Will I still have it? I am such an ominous person..." He laughed at himself with a wry smile.
She rolled her eyes at him: "Don't talk nonsense, you are not like that. If you were in my hometown, you would be robbed and turned into scum in a matter of minutes. The women here don't know the goods, but fortunately... there are two discerning ones."
Having said this, she smiled mysteriously and waited for him to continue, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
"Eh? Why didn't you ask me which two they were?" she asked angrily. This Pan Zhuqing is really a weirdo.
He said nonchalantly: "I won't ask. If it comes into my heart, I will know it. If it doesn't come into my heart... just pretend it doesn't exist."
She blinked her eyes, admiring his calmness and nonchalance towards feelings: "What kind of thing do you like? Tell me, and I'll help you pay more attention to it."
He couldn't help being happy: "Haha, don't worry. I'll take care of it myself." When your sweetheart acts as a matchmaker for you, isn't this a rhythm that makes your heart bleed?
After a few cups of tea, Xiaomei's excited shouts came from the main room: "It's happening, it's happening! Miss, it's happening! Miss! It's happening!"
Gong Yueyue walked carefully to the main room, and pinched Xiaomei's arm with a smile: "Miss, she will be born in more than eight months, don't talk nonsense. Are mother and child safe?"
Xiaomei happily told her: "Peace, everything is peace! A little official was born!" Although she didn't have much contact with the He family, it was very gratifying to finally get a happy result after struggling for them for a day.
As Gong Yueyue walked, she turned back and waved to Pan Zhuqing: "Ha! Let's go and see China Construction Bank together!"
Fu Yun picked up the medicine box and met Pan Zhuqing, who was standing behind everyone and looking bored. "Brother Zhuqing, I'm leaving first."
Before Pan Zhuqing could say anything, Gong Yueyue, who was happily surrounding the doll, hurriedly came over to stop her: "Hey, wait. We haven't eaten anyway, why don't we go out to have a meal together? I'll treat you." No matter how difficult it is to get along with someone, it's still today.
The biggest hero. How could he let her leave hungry? The He Mansion is currently in a mess. Of course, she, Gong Yueyue, has to do this. Otherwise, it will appear that she is too ignorant of etiquette.
"No need." Fu Yun was indeed hungry, but when eating in front of Gong Yueyue, she would rather just buy a few steamed buns and stuff them into her stomach.
Pan Zhuqing also helped: "Let's come together, we haven't had dinner together for a long time." Even if Gong Yueyue didn't mention it, as an old acquaintance of Fu Yun, he still wanted to invite her to dinner.
"Yes." Fu Yun lowered his head and agreed obediently.
Gong Yueyue sighed silently in her heart: "The hero is saddened by the beauty! The same is true for the heroine..."
Half an hour later, everyone was already seated in the Fangweixuan box.
"Miss Yun'er, today's events are all thanks to you. You are really good at handling and benevolent. I would like to propose a toast to you with tea instead of wine." As soon as the dishes were served, Gong Yueyue picked up the tea cup and offered it to the person sitting opposite her.
Fu Yun warmly thanked him.
Helpless, Fu Yun still responded lukewarmly: "If you are really sincere, why do you use tea instead of wine?" Wanting to pretend to be a good person in front of Brother Zhuqing? She, Fu Yun, would not just agree to it stupidly.
Gong Yueyue seemed to be used to her ridicule, and did not intend to get along with her. But Xiaomei, who was sitting aside, refused: "Doctor Fu, my lady can't drink, she is pregnant."
This sentence hit Fu Yun's heart like a shot in the arm. She couldn't make up her mind for a moment and blurted out a stupid question: "Oh? Whose?"
After saying this, she felt extremely regretful and wanted to cut her own tongue. Everyone at the table turned green, especially Xiaomei, who wanted to pick up the bowl in front of her and throw it at her: "Of course it belongs to our uncle...who else could it be?" What you said is really new..." When she said this, Xiaomei's eyes were as big as the fish balls on the table.
Fu Yun now completely lost his previous aggressive aura, and apologized to Gong Yueyue with a red face: "I'm so rude, I'm too tired, I'm in a trance. Please forgive me, Mrs. Zhao!"
"It doesn't matter, Miss Yun'er is a sweetheart. How could I get angry with you?" Although Gong Yueyue said this, she had already guessed in her heart that Fu Yun was probably jealous and was afraid that she would get involved. Where is her sweetheart?
Sure enough, her attitude changed dramatically: "Now that you have a body, don't run around in this snowy day. It's no joke if you fall."
"Yes, yes, I will obey Dr. Yun'er's order. From tomorrow on, I will definitely stay in my nest and never show my head." Gong Yueyue nodded her head, feeling relieved in her heart. This inexplicable hostility was finally lifted. .
After half the wine tour, the atmosphere on the table became more and more relaxed.
"Dr. Yun'er, I have a question to ask you." Gong Yueyue asked.
"Um?"
"You just said that Mrs. He will be in a lot of pain when she wakes up... Compared with the pain of giving birth, which one is more severe?" She was thinking in advance whether she would choose a natural delivery or a caesarean section.
Fu Yun's serious face was suddenly amused by her: "You are really good at asking questions. Although I have delivered babies for others, I have never felt any pain myself..."
Pan Zhuqing, Xiaomei and Tian Hai couldn't help laughing.
Gong Yueyue also felt that her question was a bit silly. She bit her chopsticks and smiled: "That's... that's true."
"Are you scared?" Fu Yun asked casually.
"Um!"
"Believe me, on the day of delivery, what you care about most is not whether it hurts or not, but whether the baby is safe. Almost every mother I have ever delivered has survived like this."
Gong Yueyue's smile disappeared from her face, and she said honestly: "I don't know why, but after listening to your words, the fear in my heart seems to have been reduced by more than half..."
When it came to giving birth to a baby, Fu Yun noticed that Pan Zhuqing's face was obviously expressionless. Coupled with what Gong Yueyue said next, she felt more and more comfortable. "By the way, Miss Yun'er, I want to go there in two months." I'm looking for my husband at the border. What should I pay attention to along the way?"
She began to look at Gong Yueyue as a "witch" with admiration: "Are you kidding me? The journey is long and the travel is tiring. Are you tired of living a good life?"
"I promised my husband... Moreover, I can't bear for him to suffer alone at the border... Moreover, I think when my child is born, he will be able to see it as soon as possible..." Mentioning the pretty face, Gong Yueyue's eyes Suddenly overflowing with tender love. This made Fu Yun and Pan Zhuqing, who were sitting across from each other, feel secretly happy and sad.
"Then you have to take good care of your fetus during this period. Only when the fetus is stable will it be less likely to cause trouble on the way." Fu Yun gave her a kind reminder. (To be continued)