Xuan Jinyan cried and murmured: "How to take care of yourself? How to take care of yourself?! You promised me that you would take good care of me for the rest of your life. Now you are married to Axia and have your own child. I am also married."
Tong Hua'an, became the general's wife! How did you fulfill your promise? You said you don't love me, but you hate me. Is it easier to hate me than to love me? Have you been lying to me all along? "
Feng Dazhu's body trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.
"Raise your head, I don't want you to be so groveling to me!" Xuan Jinyan said angrily, her voice raised, with a hint of anger, and she didn't even care about the soldiers around her.
Feng Dazhu's back was as straight as a tree pillar. The expression on his face could not tell whether it was pain or despair. He held his hands together tightly and his fingernails turned white.
"Say it!" Xuan Jinyan said desperately, "It's been five years. I spent five years keeping my promise. It wasn't until my brother drugged me that I quit Tong Hua'an. I have kept my promise for you for five years.
I'm not afraid of Nian, but you are afraid and won't wait. You really let me down!"
Feng Dazhu bit his lips, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
"You have gone too far!" Xuan Jinyan said without hesitation, "Is that Axia so good that he is better than my feelings for you? Is my brother so terrible, more terrible than your concern for me? Now
Brother finally gave in. I worked so hard to come here, but I don’t know how to face you. I only feel guilty! You only treat me with respect and humility! What happened to us?! What happened? "
Feng Dazhu's tears fell, and they hit the ground in big pieces.
"It's my brother who is sorry for you. I will vent your anger for you. He hurt you, and I can hurt him!" Xuan Jinyan cried, stood up from the chair, and walked towards Feng Dazhu who was kneeling on the ground.
Feng Dazhu, however, hurriedly backed away as if he was frightened, and said in a panic with his knees: "Miss, please spare me, I just want to live in peace, miss. Don't want-"
Xuan Jinyan stopped blankly and stared at the haggard and old Feng Dazhu, as if staring at a stranger, tears falling like rain, and her body trembled slightly.
"Miss, this slave is just a slave and is not worthy of the miss." Feng Dazhu said stiffly, "Over the years, I have also figured out that I can't give you the life you can live. No! I can't! I'm just a rough man, slave.
You can only be a slave, you can only be a slave!"
Xuan Jinyan had tears on her face, but she smiled bitterly and murmured, "Have you ever loved me? Have you ever cared about me?"
Feng Dazhu stared at the ground, not daring to look at Xuan Jinyan. The past years flashed before his eyes like lightning. Did he ever love Xuan Jinyan? He had asked himself this question several times.
He loves her unconsciously and full of adoration. She is the angel in his life, but he dare not love. He always reminds himself to hate her. It is better to hate her than to love her. There is no need to be sad to hate, but to love is.
It's heartbreaking. She begged him like that and asked him to take her away. She must love him!
He thought, this must be true. But, he still couldn't love.
He was a rough man, a cripple with a broken arm, no ability, only a handful of fists and feet, and could not read a few words. I still remember that Axia was taken advantage of by General Yan, and he wanted to seek justice angrily, but the general just asked with disdain.
Him, ask him why!
Yes! Why?!
He is a loser who can't even protect his wife's innocence. What capital does he have to let the beautiful and lovely Xuan Jinyan fall in love?!
"Don't love." Feng Dazhu felt that these two words almost killed him.
Xuan Jinyan smiled bitterly, staggered back to sit on the chair, and murmured: "I have been looking forward to it all the way, and I have been happy all the way, thinking that I can finally be with you. My brother said that this time it is my choice. I think
, although I am no longer a clean body, but you will not care. I have money, we can live a comfortable life, and my brother will let us live out of the sight of the world! But, but, still the same answer, you still
Don’t love it!”
"This slave is not worthy!" Feng Dazhu said slowly and hoarsely.
"Yes. You are not worthy!" Xuan Jinyan stared at Feng Dazhu and said through gritted teeth, "You are not worthy. I have spent five years caring about you. You are not worthy! Come, prepare the carriage. I want to go back to Kyoto, now, immediately! Feng Dazhu
, you are a slave, but what you are experiencing today is because of me, and I will seek justice for you from my brother."
Feng Dazhu knelt on the ground, motionless.
Xuan Jinyan stood up slowly, paused, and walked slowly towards the direction of the carriage. As he walked, he said in a tired voice: "Leave all the valuable things on the carriage so that this slave and his wife can live in peace."
Half a lifetime."
The confidant said nothing, but took the silver coins from the carriage and placed them in front of Feng Dazhu.
Hearing the sound of the carriage getting further and further away, Feng Dazhu finally fell to the ground and cried out. His voice seemed to be rushing out of his chest, his face was covered with mud, and the dust and sand on the ground choked him so much that he almost suffocated.
Xuan Jinyan, you must live well, you must! I live just for you to live. If you die, I won’t even have the strength to die!
I owe you in this life, and I will pay you back in the next life, doing everything I can to pay you back!
However, no matter how much he cried, Feng Dazhu could not calm down at all. Suddenly, he violently hit the tea shed with his broken arm until he was bleeding.
The owner of the tea shed had been driven away a long time ago. In order to facilitate Xuan Jinyan and Feng Dazhu to talk, the cronies sent by Xuan Jinmo bought the tea shed with money. At this time, Feng Dazhu was the only one here.
It wasn't until he broke the pillars of the tea shed, until his broken arm was bloody and bloody, until he had no strength anymore that he fainted on the ground.
In the distance, Axia was holding her child in her arms, standing blankly with tears on her face.
In the early morning, the morning light was clear, it was a rare good weather, the spring light was bright, the breeze was blowing, and there was no trace of last night's rain.
"Are you awake?" A gentle voice sounded in Tong Xiaoye's ear.
Tong Xiaoye was startled, looked at Xuan Jinmo in astonishment, and blurted out, "When did you come? Didn't you go to the palace for something last night?"
"Do you want me to live in the palace?" Xuan Jinmo lay lazily next to Tong Xiaoye, holding Tong Xiaoye's hand and playing with it carefully, and said casually, "There are people who wish that I would not leave the palace. It's a pity that
——”
He turned to Tong Xiaoye, and their faces were only a few feet apart.
"It's a pity that my heart has fallen here." Xuan Jinmo's voice was like a whisper.
Tong Xiaoye's face turned red, and he was about to avoid it, but Xuan Jinmo hugged her into his arms, "I finally got the opportunity to hug you, how could I let it go?"
Tong Xiaoye twisted her body, but couldn't break away at all, so she had to rely on him.