The expression on Cao Rui's face alternated between red and white, and finally he hesitated to say what was in his heart: "Actually... Zhao Xiong is not as unbearable as you said. He also has his own reasons."
Lu Ranqing snorted coldly and said calmly: "No matter how hard he tries, he can't cover up the harm he did to me and my people. But fortunately...his son finally paid off the sins he caused."
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Even though he had just obtained a good BMW horse, Zhao Changyuan's physical condition was not suitable for riding a horse for the time being, so he had to take a carriage home. Although the speed was slow, it was warm and lively. He and Pan Ershao and Xiaomei talked without a word, feeling in their hearts.
The anxiety and tension seem to have eased a lot.
"My wife, do you mention me from time to time?" He was still very happy about what the evil young man had just conveyed to Gong Yueyue.
The evil young man sitting opposite looked at his hopeless look and couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "I don't know, you have to ask Xiaomei."
Xiaomei didn't wait for him to ask again, and immediately started complaining like a lit firecracker: "It's not just mentioned from time to time, it's almost never put down. Uncle, you don't even know how the young lady has been through these days.
.Although she doesn’t cry, fuss or complain, it’s Zhao’s fault that she can’t sleep all night long. She doesn’t eat much, and her brain is not as bright as before. When others mention you, her eyes will turn red. If you continue like this, everyone will
It’s going to be really bad.”
After hearing these words, Zhao Changyuan's heart ached. He took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "I have made my wife suffer." Why didn't he bear the pain of lovesickness at the same time? Where in the desert?
Didn't he spend the whole night in deep longing?
Xiaomei saw the sadness on his face clearly and couldn't bear to say more. She just asked uneasily: "Uncle, you won't leave again, will you?"
He answered simply: "I'll never leave again." He had made up his mind this time. From now on, he would never leave his wife, children and parents again.
This answer immediately relaxed the atmosphere in the carriage.
The evil young man suppressed the smile on his lips and relaxed on the soft cushion behind him.
Xiaomei even cheered excitedly: "That's great, Miss, all her hardships have finally come to an end!" She no longer has to worry about the enemy attacking the city.
Not long after, the carriage arrived at the door of the Zhao Mansion. Pan Jingyuan asked Zhao Changyuan to stay on the carriage, while he jumped out of the carriage and went up to ask the guard: "Is your young lady back?"
"Back to General Pan, I still haven't seen the young lady come back."
The guard's words did not need to be conveyed by Master Pan, they were directly conveyed to the ears of Zhao Changyuan in the carriage.
"Miss, miss, my good miss, where have you gone so crazy? You are really seeking death with your own life..."
She complained uneasily in her heart, her eyes motionless staring at the expression on Zhao Changyuan's face in the meager moonlight. She couldn't imagine what would happen to Gong Yueyue this time. Would she never be able to leave the room again?
Half a step?
In fact, Xiaomei completely misunderstood Zhao Changyuan this time.
His mood at the moment is indeed terrible. Neither "angry" nor "frustrated" are enough to describe his feelings at this moment. God knows how much suffering he has suffered and how much hardship he has paid in order to come back to reunite with his wife and children.
After finally returning, he had to stay in the army for a night to recuperate because of an internal injury, and he lost sight of his wife again.
But this time, among all the bad emotions in his heart, there was no trace of resentment towards Gong Yueyue. He believed that her disappearance was definitely not caused by her own will.
There are three reasons. First, it is obvious that she already knows that he has returned to Cangzhou, so she must be as eager for the two of them to get together as he is. He believes that no matter what big things happen to her, she will try her best to return to him.
Secondly, he didn't believe the situation that Mr. Bad had inferred at all. It was true that she was nervous about him, and it was true that she occasionally got jealous, but on issues of principle, she would not and had no reason to doubt him.
Thirdly, he never dared to forget the night before she fell into coma, because his unreasonable harshness made her suffer so much injustice and neglect. He would never make such a mistake again.
But now the time has passed midnight. Using modern calculation methods, it has passed twelve o'clock at night. In that era, no married or unmarried woman who was an adult would dare to stay outside until this hour.
So at this moment, all his bad emotions can be summed up in one word, which is "worry". When worry reaches a certain level, it becomes a deep fear.
He forced his now chaotic mind to list all the possibilities he could imagine, and then analyzed and eliminated them one by one...
First, he thought about whether she would return to the place where she came a thousand years later. But he remembered that both Gong Yueyue and his sixth aunt had said that the chance was extremely slim.
Then he thought of another possibility. Being kidnapped? But Gong Yueyue knows martial arts, and her martial arts is not weak. Ordinary kidnappers are no match for her. When she was a police officer, she arrested several kidnappers with her own hands. So this possibility
Sex is not big.
However, he remembered a person and some things from her experience as a police agent...
In the dark space, Xiaomei seemed to find a pair of flames burning brightly. Those were the eyes of Zhao Changyuan who raised his head and looked out the window.
At this time, Gong Yueyue was nesting in a place that Zhao Changyuan could not even imagine - in the firewood shed of a certain mansion. However, this environment matched her current dirty look. She was sworn in today.
A rhythm that will carry the sloppiness to the end.
Don't imagine that there were rats and cockroaches running around her. In fact, after she came to this woodshed, she picked up pebbles out of boredom and practiced her own hidden weapon skills. The poor target was Mr. Mouse.
With Mr. Cockroach, within half an hour, she couldn't even see a living ant.
She roughly estimated based on the direction of the moon outside the window that it was already past midnight at this moment. Even if she couldn't sleep anymore, she had to close her eyes and recuperate. After all, she couldn't predict whether the road ahead would be long and bumpy.
She found a relatively clean corner, leaned against the firewood pile and just closed her eyes when she heard someone knocking on the door. "Yueyue, Yueyue, it's me, open the door."
She stood up and went to open the door, only to see Du Ruotong step in with a full belly. She quickly asked: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Du Ruotong handed her the lunch box in his hand: "I'm afraid you're hungry, so I'll give you something to eat."
She sat on the floor, opened the lunch box with a smile and smelled the rice: "You still love me." After saying that, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Du Ruotong sat on the haystack next to her, plucked the grass clippings from her hair one by one, and asked her uneasily: "What's wrong with you? What happened? How did you get yourself like this?"
Isn’t it good in the bedroom? Why do you have to sleep in a place like this..."
Gong Yueyue swallowed the food in her mouth and muttered: "Ruotong, you ask so many questions at once, I can't answer them."
"Then tell me first, has something happened to you?"
"I will tell you slowly in the future. Now...I can't say." At this point, Gong Yueyue's face showed clouds, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes. "Anyway, Ruotong, please don't touch me."
Tell anyone your whereabouts. Especially...especially my husband. Otherwise, I can only leave you and hide somewhere else."
Du Ruotong immediately became anxious: "You stay here and you are not allowed to go anywhere! I just won't say anything to anyone!"
Then she broke the ice and laughed, and continued to eat wildly with her cheeks open.
Seeing that she seemed to have difficulty swallowing, Du Ruotong suddenly realized his negligence: "Ah, I forgot to get you some tea. Just wait, I'll be back as soon as I can."
"No, I'm not thirsty. Go to bed, it's already so late." Gong Yueyue couldn't bear to ask a pregnant woman to run errands for her.
"It's okay, I'm in good spirits."
It only took about a third of the time to prepare the tea. Du Ruotong, who had just walked out of the kitchen door, suddenly heard loud footsteps on the porch not far away. "Why is it so noisy?"
She murmured in confusion, then walked over with the teapot to see what was going on. After walking a few steps, she saw Pan Jingyuan walking towards him with a large group of people. She subconsciously greeted him: "Mr. Sir." As soon as she got in front of him, she looked at him.
When he became aware of the people around him, he immediately stopped and stammered at the big guy next to him: "Jealous...jealous..."
Pan Jingyuan ordered the soldiers behind him: "Look inside and outside, and you can't miss anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, crowds of people rushed in all directions.
Du Ruotong couldn't hide his nervousness, swallowed his saliva, and asked uneasily: "What's wrong?"
Before Pan Jingyuan could reply, Zhao Changyuan stepped forward and asked her, "Ruotong, have you seen my wife?"
"No." She answered decisively, without even thinking about it for half a second.
This only caused doubts in the minds of Pan Jingyuan and Zhao Changyuan, two people who sometimes interrogated prisoners.
"Really?" Zhao Changyuan asked.
"Really not." She still answered insistently, but she didn't know that her shrewd eyes were all seen by her shrewd husband.
The evil young man pulled her close to him, took the teapot from her hand, and asked her gently with a slight smile: "My dear, what are you doing up so late?"
"I...I'm hungry. I came out to look for something to eat." This kind of reaction was already extremely effective for Du Ruotong, who was not very bright.
After hearing her words, the evil young man suppressed his smile and said with some seriousness: "There are so many servants in the house, it seems they should all be kicked out, but the pregnant young mistress is allowed to go out alone to look for food late at night. What's the use of them?"
"Don't..." She clutched her husband's sleeves, and the firewall in her heart leaked out unknowingly.
The evil young man saw the hesitation on her face and immediately made up his mind seriously: "Madam, if you know her whereabouts, you must tell her. Do you want to see the big white goose dying? He is still seriously injured."