Knowing the truth, Ouyang Jin turned around and walked away. Ziyun smiled miserably at Ouyang Jin's heartlessly leaving figure. At this moment, she finally knew that he was getting further and further away from her. She fell in love with a ruthless person, a ruthless person.
The person I shouldn’t love. And my coquettishness and willfulness have brought endless disasters to my father. I regret that I had harmful intentions in the first place...
Three days after taking the antidote, Mengyao saw Nan Zhefeng, who was thin and haggard.
With a sore nose, she bowed down: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving your life." How can he repay his deep affection for himself? Could it be that Xiao Wei's betrayal of him in the modern era is due to his failure in the present? He feels sad, after all, he
I have loved Xiaowei for three years.
Nan Zhefeng hurriedly offered help: "Princess, there is no need to be so generous. I am satisfied when you recover and come to see me as a gift." There was infinite desolation in his words.
I traveled all year round and only held the title of Crown Prince, so few people saw me. I had no intention of becoming the emperor, I just wanted to live freely in the world. I agreed to my father in exchange for blood and silk. Seeing that she could recover, I felt no regrets.
Pity.
Mengyao stepped forward and hugged him tightly, sobbing in his arms. She knew everything he had done for her... In addition to gratitude, she could not give him anything else...
He couldn't bear to part with her in his arms and said tenderly: "I couldn't help falling in love with you the first time I saw you. Caiyi, come with me and be my queen. I will love you all my life...at any cost."
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Mengyao understood what he meant, looked up at the figure in the distance, and said softly: "I will be his... You are my brother, and my sister will always love you. My sister doesn't want to be burdened with the reputation of beauty and misfortune.
The people of the two countries who are at war are scolded and become sinners for the ages. My sister believes that my brother will govern the country to be prosperous and prosperous, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment. There will be a gentle and virtuous sister-in-law to accompany my brother... Brother, please take care of yourself along the way!"
Nan Zhefeng hugged the person in his arms tightly, with a sad expression: "Caiyi...my love will not burden you."
What else could Mengyao say, she nodded vigorously: "I am not Meng Caiyi, my real name is Shen Mengyao, remember my name!"
Nan Zhefeng trembled and murmured sourly: "Meng Yao? Yao'er..."
A call aroused the pain in her heart, and Mengyao finally couldn't help crying, Xiaowei, Xiaowei, I no longer hate you, never will... If I can go back, you will be my brother, and I will love you forever...
On the carriage, Ouyang Jin carefully hugged Mengyao, trying to reduce the bumps as much as possible. Her body had not fully recovered yet, and she was afraid that something might happen to her.
He never asked about her conversation with Nan Zhefeng. She knew that he saw their embrace and listened to his strong heartbeat, and she felt a little guilty in her heart: "Nan Zhefeng and I..."
"I believe you!" The heartbeat was balanced and strong. She knew that he had not lied to her. Warmth flowed in her heart, and a trace of contradiction struggled in her heart. She hesitated and whispered: "Jin..."
Ouyang Jin's eyes were filled with joy: "Shout again!" Is he one step closer in her heart?
"Jin, I...I" Mengyao felt sour in her heart. The only thing she could repay his feelings for was...
"How?" A naughty smile appeared on his lips.
"I won't interfere with you anymore, why don't you take a concubine?" She bit her lips like a mosquito and ant, and leaned into his arms, not daring to raise her head.
Ouyang Jin felt a chill in her heart. She actually took the initiative to ask him to take a concubine. Thinking of the tight embrace with Nan Zhefeng just now and the fact that she has not accepted her wholeheartedly, her heart ached. Could it be that she didn't love herself? She didn't have the deepest affection for her.
Impressed by her? His face was ashen and he said nothing.
Mengyao thought he had acquiesced, and her heart was in great pain, and she had bitten her lips. She had no choice but to take this step because she couldn't give him anything. Why didn't she hope that he would only love her and his wife for the rest of his life?
A few days later, the good news came that Nan Zhefeng had ascended the throne. Nan Zhefeng did not ruin his marriage with Princess Yun because of his accession to the throne. Princess Yun married Helan in November and was presented by His Highness the Second Highness. The Dutch envoy gave
Mengyao brought a fine fox fur cloak. Princess Yun's wedding day was grand and lively, and the whole city was full of joy.
The winter here is extremely cold. There is no modern heating. In addition, the construction of ancient houses is not as advanced as modern ones, and the insulation facilities are not good. There are three braziers in the house. Mengyao has been covered with three quilts, but she still feels cold. The braziers
If there is smoke, no matter how much it is, the smoke in the whole house will be choking and unbearable.
Ever since he asked Ouyang Jin to take a concubine that day, his whole person has changed. He has been cold and cold all day long. Maybe it hurts his heart? He always excuses himself because of busy work and avoids seeing her. Occasionally, he would exchange polite greetings with her.
He no longer slept in her room at night.
Mengyao felt so painful, but she didn't show anything on her face. She just chose to escape. She had let down Nan Zhefeng, and she was afraid that one day her disappearance would cause Ouyang Jin great heartache. Her feelings for him were originally
He couldn't afford it, and which man in ancient times didn't have three wives and four concubines? What's more, as a prince, he must have many last resorts and a fate that is difficult to escape.
It was so cold alone at night, so she asked Xiao Qiao'er to sleep with her. The little girl refused and couldn't force herself, so she had to curl up in the quilt by herself. Fortunately, Mengyao hugged the fox fur cloak every night, and the more she hugged her, the warmer she became.
The coldness has eased a little. In the past few days, I have vaguely heard other people talking, saying that Ouyang Jin often goes to a brothel to find a girl named Mudan and listen to her sing songs. My heart hurts, and tears flow down the corners of my eyes, but what can I do? What can I do?
He is just a passer-by, what right do you have to ask him...
The next day, snowflakes were flying all over the sky. It was already completely white in the afternoon. A heavy snowfall made the whole earth white. Mengyao put on the big cotton gloves that Xiao Qiaoer made for her, armed herself into a rice dumpling, and piled them outside with Xiao Qiaoer.
A big snowman was built. Long-lost laughter and laughter rippled in the backyard.
Ouyang Jin was heartbroken and silently watched her smile from a distance. A month had passed. He was waiting for her, waiting for her to confess her feelings to him. In order to make her...he went to a brothel, as long as she spoke.
, he would let her go free...although it would hurt...but he knew that Nan Zhefeng loved her as deeply as he did and would not let her suffer any injustice. Seeing her depressed all day long made his heart hurt even more.
For a month, although I didn't sleep in her place, every night when she was sleeping, I would sit next to her for a while, fill the fire pot in her house with charcoal, and when I saw the fox fur coat in my arms, I was heartbroken.
.Is Nan Zhefeng's status in her heart really more important than hers? She wished she could hug the fox fur coat thrown into her arms. There were several fire pots in her house, and the quilt was very thick, but she still