She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. He was dressed in red and had dark hair, and a noble and cool youth quietly flowed around him.
He was also looking at himself, his eyes a little complicated.
Just now, she was still worried whether he was poisoned like herself. At this moment, seeing the other person standing in front of her safe and sound, she just wanted to laugh bitterly.
After coming from another world for sixteen years, she just wanted to find a peaceful place and find a man to love her with for the rest of her life. She didn't want to be a couple for the rest of her life, but she wanted to be able to work together and support each other.
Unexpectedly, even this is a luxury.
Looking at him, looking at the man in front of her who she thought would accompany her for the rest of her life. Qing Wan's eyes kept flashing with pain and sorrow, and finally it was hidden in the glistening eyes, leaving only boundless bitterness and despair.
She still remembers that just before she got married, someone reminded her that he didn't like her at all. What he was interested in was only the Qing family's vast wealth and the generous dowry the Qing family prepared for her. But even so, so what
What? She is willing to be used by him, even if she only becomes his concubine in name, she will be happy.
She began to fall in love with him very early, ever since she caught a glimpse of him in the mountain stream and valley many years ago, but it lasted for ten thousand years. From then on, her eyes could no longer tolerate anyone else.
So when she learned that he came to propose marriage many years later, she was overjoyed and agreed without hesitation.
Even if she is just his concubine.
Even if he learned that he was just a pawn in the family's friendship with him.
Even if he doesn't like himself.
Ji Lanjin was just stunned at first, until he saw the bright red coming out of the corners of her lips, and the ups and downs in her eyes, which seemed to be sullen, shocked, and doubtful, but they were all just faint.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.
He frowned, his face no longer as calm and elegant as before, but seemed to be a little colder for a moment, but he was still calm, and ordered towards the door: "Come here, go and ask the doctor..."
It hurts, it hurts so much, the pain in the internal organs is far worse than the heartache.
How much she wanted to hear him say from his own mouth that he was not the one who poisoned her and it had nothing to do with him.
But in the end, he didn't say anything. Not even the simplest explanation.
Her eyelids were heavy and her vision was getting blurry. Qing Wan tried hard to maintain consciousness, trying hard to see more clearly the man in front of her who she had loved silently for many years, but who was very likely to poison her to death with his own hands.
It was the first time I looked at someone so close, and I realized that Ji Lanjin's facial features were so delicate, but also so strange.
But it turned out that she had never really seen the other person clearly.
When her consciousness was lost, she bit her lip and said to herself: Qingwan, if there is an afterlife, you must never make mistakes again.
I would rather betray everyone in the world than let everyone betray me.
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In the early summer of the 23rd year of Zhenyuan in the Kingdom of Shu, there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. Large hibiscus flowers were in full bloom. The breeze blew and the flowers bloomed all over the ground.
"Snapped--"
A crisp and loud slap sounded in a remote courtyard in the north corner of the Qing family's backyard. The slightly shabby courtyard was cleaned very clean.
Perhaps because it is too remote, compared to several other courtyards, it seems very deserted.
"Papa -"
A louder slap followed the previous sound, and at the same time, there was the girl's angry scream: "Qing Wan, how dare you fight back?"