Zhao Changyuan pushed her away hard: "You are dreaming! Get out!"
"Zhao Junfeng!" Gong Yueyue covered her neck and coughed twice before she recovered. "Zhao Junfeng, I will make it clear to you today. I don't care whether you are happy or worried. You must give me an accurate answer today."
talk!"
"You always feel that I don't treat you sincerely, that I'm acting in front of you, that everything about me is just a disguise, that I'm just pretending to be with you all the time, that..." Gong Yueyue took a deep breath,
"Ask yourself, what is there in you that is worthy of my, Gong Yueyue's, efforts?"
"I'm vigilant, I'm on guard, I'm distrustful, I know it's not fair to you, but is there anything I can do?"
"I have been away from Liaoge for more than ten years. I don't know anyone here, and I don't have anyone I can trust. Even the loyal servants at home don't care about my safety. There are a lot of people who are overtly and covertly concerned about my safety.
I need to worry about things, so tell me, what can I do?"
"Do you think you are the only one who is tired? I am also very tired and scared. I hope there is someone who can be more considerate of me and not make me feel that I am always the only one no matter where I go."
"I just want you to care more about me, am I wrong?" Gong Yueyue shrank her hands under her sleeves, "I have caused you trouble before, I have made things difficult for you, but what have I done these days?
I still can't understand things for you? What do you need from me so that you can believe that I'm not joking with you?"
"Gong Yi Mansion has such a big family business. I have to take care of the accounts and worry about various problems during the day. I have to come here to accompany you at night just to avoid you thinking too much. Am I free every day? Or should I eat
You are so full that you have nothing to do to come here and sit on the bench?"
"I admit that sometimes I always play with people's hearts, but do you really not know or feel my feelings for you at all? Do I really want to play with my own feelings?"
Gong Yueyue spoke so hastily that she had trouble breathing. After she finished speaking, she gasped for air. She looked at Zhao Changyuan, took another deep breath, and said, "I don't know how to make you believe it anymore."
Yes, but Zhao Changyuan, let me tell you, I, Gong Yueyue, have never had any habit of playing with people's hearts, let alone making fun of my own sincerity."
"Even if you really don't want to be with me, at least tell me why you don't believe me so much. There are so many men in the world, and I don't have to do it with you. Since you and I want to make a clean break and separate, then
Also ask me to find out."
Gong Yueyue clenched her fists tightly, and Zhao Changyuan's eyes dimmed at the same time. What does it mean to understand clearly? Do you want to get the reason from yourself so that you can live in peace with other men in the future? Then who do you think you are? Between them,
What does the past mean? Are they all the pathfinders for this woman’s feelings?
"Are you so anxious to tell me what to do? Are you so impatient to leave with Zhao Xun? Do you want me to explain something clearly? Gong Yueyue, are you insulting me like this?" Zhao Changyuan blocked her again.
neck, "You're doing well with your wishful thinking!"
"Yes, you are right, I just want to go with him, what can you do to me?" Gong Yueyue felt that she was really crazy, and she was still talking nonsense at this time.
"Gong Yueyue!"
Outside the door, Deng Ran, Zhu Hua and A Ban had a cold war at the same time.
The prince's roar was clearly very angry. Could it be that these two people were starting to fight? Gong Yueyue's frail body couldn't stand the torment! Deng Ranzhuhua heard this roar from a distance, and her heart skipped a beat.
It felt really uncomfortable to have someone's throat blocked. Gong Yueyue subconsciously raised her hand to pry his hand away, but she took it back halfway.
She is too lazy to move every day, but there are countless things waiting for her to make up her mind every day. When she is busy, her head starts to hurt, she starts to be irritable and loses her temper. She doesn't want to move at all during the day, but she lies down at night.
She was in bed but couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She felt like she was about to collapse. She was really fed up with this kind of life. She was so tired!
Zhao Changyuan had noticed her actions a long time ago. Naturally, he still had sense now, so he couldn't really strangle her to death. But why didn't this woman resist? Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue's hands, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
…
Gong Yueyue originally didn't intend to resist, and just let him do whatever he wanted. But at this time, the hold on her neck suddenly let go. Before she could react, her wrists were already clamped and raised to two
among people.
Zhao Changyuan's face was very dark, which showed that he was in a very bad mood at the moment: "What's going on?"
"What's going on? When did you need to take care of my affairs?" Gong Yueyue tried to shake off his hand, but failed, so she had to let him hold it.
"I asked you what's going on?" Gong Yueyue always cherished her hands and would never be willing to get them hurt even a little bit.
As a lady of the family, although she does not need to be proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she must learn everything. However, for a person like Gong Yueyue, in order to protect her fingers, she would rather face the possibility of being called "talentless" in the future.
"If you don't want to learn the piano even though you're famous, how could you hurt your finger?"
Gong Yueyue's right hand has many small blisters that have been squeezed open, revealing the pink tender flesh and squeezed pus. Her hand should have been treated with medicine, but now it is sticky with the wound.
, the situation does not look generally bad.
Zhao Changyuan thought of the situation just now and thought it was Gong Yueyue who slapped the table. He couldn't help frowning. The injury looked like a burn. She has such delicate skin and tender flesh, it should be very painful, right?
In fact, Zhao Changyuan couldn't bear to see Gong Yueyue's injuries, especially her fingers. The last time she stayed in Mingshan Mountain had such a profound impact. He still remembered how miserable her frostbitten and cracked fingers were. That incident still left a shadow in his heart.
"You didn't come last night because..." Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue and frowned again.
"What can I do? I'm not afraid that you will overthink it!" Gong Yueyue pushed him hard, but unfortunately she still didn't push him away. Instead, the pain in her fingers made her gasp.
Zhao Changyuan frowned: "Abban, tell me about this!"
The three of them, who were too worried about what would happen between the two of them, had just walked to the door when they heard such words. Their hearts jumped at the same time. They gradually relaxed after seeing the postures of the two people in the study clearly.
"Whoa~" Gong Yueyue took a breath of air. What kind of medicine did this stinky man use on himself? The medicines prescribed by others are all cold and comfortable, but his medicine only hurts when applied to the wound.
It's like it's on fire!
This person must want to take revenge on himself! Gong Yueyue thought like this, and couldn't help but let out a low cry again. He was so clumsy and rude, it hurt so much!
"Bear it!" Zhao Changyuan said without looking up, and then continued to lower his head and grab Yueyue's hand to apply medicine on her. Gong Yueyue looked at him, puffing up her cheeks in anger, but she couldn't do anything about him.
I have no choice but to look away. (To be continued)