Ang Yue suppressed her nervousness, pouted and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Zhao Changyuan said calmly: "Even if you kill all the women in the world, I won't like you. Others just don't like you. To me, you are disgusting."
Any woman would not be able to bear these words, let alone Ang Yue, who has been pampered since childhood and is admired by many stars. "Say it again!"
Lin Mobai was stunned. He had never heard of a man saying such straightforward and cruel words to a woman. Ang Yue was also stunned. She had never been so humiliated in the past ten years.
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Zhao Changyuan waited for a long time, and when she saw no response, he seemed a little impatient and shouted at her: "Go!"
Ang Yue's face was bloodless, and her eyes were filled with tears. Looking at the man in front of her who was colder than an iceberg, she suddenly realized how bitter things in this world are.
Pushing Lin Mobai in front of her away, she glared at Zhao Changyuan who had already stepped out of the way. She ran out of the yard. She ran out not far, but was grabbed by Lin Mobai who was chasing behind her: "Ang Yue
, Calm down. If you try to kill her several times, the people in the general's palace will not just sit idly by and ignore her. They must be heavily guarded. They may be waiting for us to fall into the trap."
After saying that, seeing her face full of tears and knowing that she was actually just a child at heart, he felt relieved and said kindly: "Besides, he is very useful now. Don't be so bad because of that little temper."
It’s a big deal.”
Walking back to the yard, she found Zhao Changyuan scooping up big gulps of water from the well and drinking. Ang Yue was not willing to be humiliated by him in vain, so she walked not far behind him and said in a strange tone:
"What do you think is so great about you? How much does your wife care about you? There is a pretty boy just like you waiting for me right now. Maybe he will be your son's stepfather in the future!" She assassinated Gong Yueyue today.
At that time, her eyes were covered by black gauze, and she felt that the man grabbing the pot lid and fighting with her looked somewhat similar to Zhao Changyuan.
Zhao Changyuan still ignored her and continued to drink water.
Lin Mobai couldn't stand listening any more, so he pulled her sleeves and dissuaded her coldly: "Please stop saying a few words."
The most boring drama in the world is a one-man show that no one responds to. Ang Yue's chattering was finally silenced by Zhao Changyuan's speechlessness. She had never suffered such a setback, but the more frustrated she became, the more helpless she became.
Ignoring his existence. She didn't know what she could do to attract his attention. Even if he was angry with herself, it was better than just ignoring him and being indifferent. She thought he was still in love with his wife.
, but now it seems that, just like Lin Mobai said, he has no feelings at all...
At this time, everyone in the city posthouse was anxious about what happened in the past two days. No one expected that the second day after Zhao Changyuan returned, everyone would be in a state of panic and miserable. Originally, they thought only
The outside of Gong Yueyue's house needs to be strictly guarded. It can be seen that Yin Liang also ended up like this, which made everyone panic, fearing that they would be the next person to be greeted by Zhao Changyuan. Therefore, almost every corner of the post house was surrounded by people.
The elite infantry in the army were mobilized to take turns on duty.
The Tong Guiren on the other side of the post house was not spared. In the name of preventing arson and murderers, Zhao Xiong and others surrounded the house where he lived with soldiers on the three floors inside and three outside. If he went out even half a step, he had to go to the school.
Generals above the rank of captain reported to the police. Tong Xian had been angry with Fang Zhiwen on the street recently, and now he was even more angry but had no way to vent his anger. But he decided to swallow the anger first. Stay here and feel free, no matter what.
It is better than going back to be a slave. Whenever the Holy Emperor orders him to return to the palace, it will not be too late for him to go back.
The people who feel the most unhappy now are of course Zhao Xiong and Gong Yueyue. Zhao Xiong is a big man and doesn’t show everything on his face, but that doesn’t mean that the worries and anxieties in his heart are less than those of Gong Yueyue. His son is
He was born and raised by himself. Although he was usually taught how to behave, how to defend honor and dignity, at the critical moment, the biggest wish of this strict father in his heart was that his son could live well.
As for the Ming Cult that the bad boy mentioned, that mysterious and powerful force in the desert that cannot be ignored, Zhao Xiong felt helpless. Yumen Pass, Orchid Valley, girls with fluttering clothes... He has not forgotten these past events. It's just now.
Come to think of it, it can no longer touch any heartstrings in his heart.
Gong Yueyue returned to the house after eating midnight snack, and Fang Zhiwen and Xiaomei followed unhappy. She was upset and wanted to be alone, so she kicked them out of the house early, while she hugged Zhao Changyuan's pillow and leaned against the bed to think.
Worrying. She didn't sleep last night, and she was stimulated again and again today. Even though she felt so uncomfortable, sleepiness still came over her unknowingly.
Perhaps it was because Zhao Changyuan's scent still lingered on the pillow that she actually dreamed of him as she wished. The dream slowly played in her mind like a movie reel. The scene started with the red sedan chair, passed through their wedding room, and past the intertwining of their blood and tears.
Longmen Mountain, and finally came to my home in Cangzhou...
In the dream, sometimes he laughed and laughed with her like crazy, sometimes he quarreled with her unreasonably, and sometimes he begged her to be intimate with her... But in the end, it ended with him walking towards her with a long sword in his hand.
A strange and terrifying look.
"I'm here to take your life." In the dream, his words were still clear and loud. What was different from reality was that he stabbed the sword into her heart as he wished.
Even though she knew it was just a dream, Gong Yueyue still felt heartbroken and woke up crying from her dream.
It seemed that she had not slept very long, and the candles had not been extinguished yet. With tears in her eyes, a familiar face was looking at her intently. She rubbed her eyes and found Fang Zhiwen sitting on the stool beside the bed.
"Why are you here? It's so late, I don't need to accompany you anymore. Go to bed." Probably because he was afraid of showing off his flaws, he drove Fang Zhiwen back. But she always felt that men and women are not intimate, and it would be better if someone else was with them during the day.
Okay, it's not appropriate to be alone in a room in the middle of the night.
But this time he did not obey her. Instead, he asked with a soft smile: "Are you having a nightmare?"
"Yeah." She rubbed her eyes again and hummed.
"What were you dreaming about?" He tilted his head and asked curiously.
"What else can you dream about? My husband-in-law... is going to kill me." Fang Zhiwen, this brat, actually has the potential to be a close sister. At this moment, Gong Yueyue woke up from the nightmare and felt very uncomfortable. Someone said
It was indeed much easier to talk. But that look in his eyes...can't you be so gentle! What kind of trouble is this! She roared in her heart, and unknowingly moved her whole body back, putting a lot of distance between her and him.
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His smile faded from his face, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "Are you scared?"
Gong Yueyue looked at his face, and for some reason, there was a vague sadness in her heart. "Am I familiar with you?" She knew she should answer this way. But when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't help but feel sad.
It became: "A bit, even Yin Liang was beaten like that. If I fall into his hands, I don't know how I will die..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already wet and red. He raised his hand to reach her face, but restrained himself and froze in mid-air. Finally, he said softly in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gong Yueyue felt more and more puzzled about the "extras" adding scenes without authorization. Fortunately, he stopped at the critical moment and did not really stretch out his claws on her. Otherwise, she would have had to ask someone to fork him out. But they
She couldn't ignore his kindness: "What's the use of you? You probably can't even defeat me. But I still thank you today. Thank you and Ruotong for protecting me."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he asked with interest: "How are you going to thank me?"
She thought for a while and asked seriously: "Is it enough to give you five hundred taels of silver?"
He did not comment, his eyes looked at her for a moment: "Then I also want to thank you."
"Thank me for what?" She was even more confused.
"Thank you for waking up, thank you for not giving up on me, thank you for loving me so much." These unspeakable words were choked in his throat, turning into soft water in his eyes that was about to overflow. He took a deep breath, steadying himself and about to make a decision.
With a lot of emotion, he said with difficulty: "Thank you for increasing my salary."
She almost laughed out loud: "Then how are you going to thank me?" This brat, after doing this for a long time, is still obsessed with money.
He said seriously: "I promise you whatever you say."
She lowered her head and rubbed her brows and thought for a moment, then finally raised her head and said seriously: "Well... I want you to pretend to be my husband-in-law and say a word of encouragement to me." Even if it is fake, this one is exactly the same as Zhao Changyuan's.
She said it with her face, and she was willing to take it as true. She was willing to use it as the motivation and courage to support her to go on. Even if she encountered Zhao Changyuan's ax again in the future, she would be able to face it with a little calmness.
Hearing her request, he closed his eyes and took a sharp breath, but a thin layer of mist still overflowed from the corners of his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes and slowly approached her, reflecting her in his moist eyes.
She looked as if she was the only one left in the world, as if with just one look, she could be integrated into his life and never be separated for a moment: "Madam, I love you."
He whispered softly in a hoarse voice. It was like a hypnosis, fixing her in the present moment, and she could not return to her senses for a long time...
In the end, she only remembered that before he left, he tucked her quilt in, helped her blow out the candles, and said to her: "Go to sleep, it's time for me to go."
It wasn't until there was only silence in the room that she came to her senses: "You brat, I didn't expect that his acting skills were better than Gong Chaowei's. I almost thought...my husband is really back..." There were tears inside and outside the door.
The rain is pouring.
What's wrong? Her somewhat slow mind seems to be unable to figure it out for a moment. Maybe it's just Fang Zhiwen who came to curry favor with her to make her happy in order to increase his salary. But...but what he did last night
The look in her eyes was like a brand that was burned into her mind, and she couldn't ignore it no matter what. (To be continued)