Hu Gechi turned around, and when he saw her like this, his heart ached as if he was being pulled.
Arnold's eyes narrowed slightly, and two lines of tears fell down his cheeks. "Brother Hu, I..."
"Needless to say." Hu Gechi's voice was a little hoarse, and these words seemed to take a lot of effort from him.
"That's a misunderstanding. I went to Prince Yan's Mansion to ask for real gold to save you..." Anuo screamed and rushed to Hu Gechi, "I came to find you. I heard that you were arrested
Get up, right?" As he spoke, tears fell like rain.
Hu Gechi stretched out his hand and slowly hugged Arnold, "Is everything you said true?" Suddenly, he felt that this was a dream. Arnold had just said that she went there for him.
Prince Yan's Mansion, for him, does that prove that the person in her heart is him? Hu Gechi hugged Anuo tightly and pressed her face on his chest, "Amul, did you hear me?"
A complicated look flashed in Arnold's eyes. She heard Hu Gechi's heartbeat. However, she also heard her own heartbroken voice last night.
She didn't know which one was the real Hu Gechi. It seemed that she didn't even recognize Hu Gechi after not seeing him for a year. At one moment, he said that he was a slave, and he treated her so roughly, letting two maids monitor her, and even
Two guards refused to let her go out.
But now, she doesn't know if Hu Gechi is real, or she just feels that the person in her heart is not him, so he has to get both the person and the heart, otherwise she will not be completely his slave.
"Amul, did you hear that?" A smile filled Hu Gechi's face, a warm smile that he had never seen before.
The corners of Arnold's mouth rose, but his smile showed indifference, "I heard it."
"Amul, this heart was frozen last night, but today it melted again because of you." Hu Gechi gently stroked her back, "It was my fault, it was my fault."
Arnold's body trembled slightly, and her heart felt as if she had been stabbed hard by a needle. She could no longer believe his words. How could she trust him again when he treated her like that?
She had thought clearly last night that as a Han Chinese, she should not have expected the love of a Mongolian prince. To Zhenjin, she was a pet and would be abandoned at any time. But to Hu Gechi, she was nothing more than a pet.
It's a slave, so it can't be high. Maybe it will be thrown away when you get tired of it, or it may be rewarded to some slave or groom.
Now, the war between Yuan and Song Dynasties is imminent. She is from the Song Dynasty, so she should do what she should do when she comes to Yanjing. Even if it is not for others, she must do it for her parents and Diaoyu Mountain. As long as she can find a way to get the information
If word spreads, the Song Dynasty can survive for a while longer.
"Amul, please forgive me. I will definitely treat you well in the future. I will definitely do it." Hu Gechi looked at Arnold anxiously, with a look of expectation on his face.
Arnold showed a smile and said, "I won't blame you. All this is my fault. It was me who didn't think it through. It was me who didn't tell you the purpose of coming to Yanjing. It was me...it was me who was wrong."
Hu Gechi stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair. His heart became heavier and heavier. Arnold was not suitable for lying. He was too familiar with her, her character, everything about her, so he was also familiar with her thoughts. But
At this time, he didn't want to expose it, nor did he want to destroy it all.