Chapter 49 The adults have a wife and a family. And I only have you.
Liu Yuxi was shocked when she heard this, "Seriously, how dare the maid from Long Sleeping House do something to seduce an important minister? This is a serious crime of beheading. If so, we will definitely not tolerate her."
"Mom, please don't worry. This matter concerns my husband. If we are exposed and reported, my husband will definitely be implicated. I just need to find a way to get rid of this bitch Luo Changan."
Song Panyan's eyes flashed fiercely, and the more he thought about the red belt around Luo Changan's neck, the more he realized that it was the belt worn by Murong Jue.
Coupled with the secretive and nervous look of Luo Changan, the talented man, and the angry look of her husband, I think back to that day when the maid said that Murong Jue went to the Second Palace to pick up a beauty with a slim waist.
While looking around, Song Panyan felt more and more that there was someone outside Murong Jue, and that person was Luo Changan.
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Murong Jue took a few steps and saw Luo Changan walking in front of him in a hurry. He whispered: "Chang'an."
When Luo Changan heard Murong Jue's voice, there was a hint of sarcasm in his mouth as he called her by her name and regarded her as his belongings, indicating that he believed in the blood stains she left that night, and she did not stop.
, did not look back, but walked a little faster.
Murong Jue saw Luo Changan walking faster and thought that she must hate me and blame me very much.
Murong Jue strode two steps in front of Luo Changan and stretched out his left arm to support the wall, blocking Luo Changan's way. Luo Changan was intercepted and had to stop.
Murong Jue lowered his head slightly, looked at Luo Changan's cheek, and asked warmly: "Did you hear me calling you?"
Luo Changan paused, turned his cheeks away, and said coldly: "No."
"Really?"
"Really not."
Murong Jue commented deeply on Luo Chang'an for a long time and said: "Okay. I'll call you again: Chang'an, Chang'an..."
Luo Changan raised his eyes bitterly, "Who are you to call me Chang'an? Only my husband-in-law can call me that."
"That's what I call you. Sooner or later I will be your husband."
"Now, you are not; in the future, who knows." From the moment he broke the engagement and committed the murder, he would never be her husband for eternity or rebirth.
Murong Jue took a deep breath, took out the neatly stacked blood-stained cloth towel from his sleeve, unfolded it and handed it to Luo Changan, "I did something wrong that night, and it hurt you, right? You must
Still angry with me."
Luo Changan saw the scarf and recognized it as the redness she had faked by cutting her finger that night. She needed to blush shyly, but facing Murong Jue, her eyes were only bloodshot, and it was really difficult to act shy.
In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the scene when she was in love with Emperor Qianao for the first time. At that time, she was exposed by the emperor, and his white inner clothes were dyed with her first love. That night, the emperor's eyes were as deep as the cold pool, and there was something that she couldn't see.
With clear forbearance and restraint, she seemed to be addicted to that look in her eyes. She blushed like blood for a moment and reached out to grab the cloth in Murong Jue's hand, "Give it back to me."
Murong Jue withdrew her hand, then folded the cloth neatly and put it into her sleeves again. Her shy look was really heart-warming. It turned out that this was how she looked after she lost her virginity for the first time. Song Panyan's demeanor that night in the wedding room was so clear.
It was like a seasoned person pretending to be shy despite the carvings. Murong Jue now cherished Luo Changan even more.
"Since you are already mine, why should I return anything you have that is not mine? I won't return it."
Luo Changan said angrily: "That day you clearly said you were just taking me to swim in the lake, so how could you use your drunkenness to treat me... to me... at night?"
"Tell me how I treat you." Murong Jue wanted to see her shy look, and also wanted to hear the details of his night with her from her mouth. He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again.
Luo Changan stared at him accusingly, "Now that I've taught you how to take advantage of it, without a matchmaker or a recruiter, I have no other choice. If you don't want to protect me, I will only die. The one in your family is very powerful.
, I was so scared, she just wanted to look at the jewelry on my neck for some reason. If she found out that I was yours, she would definitely kill me. And when you get there, you will definitely choose your wife. I only care about my own life.
It’s just suffering.”
As he said this, he shed tears. This was half true and half false. Didn't he just teach them to ruin their families? This unwillingness and depression were really true.
Murong Jue couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, and said with pity: "As long as I am here, I will never teach her to harm you. Don't say that she will not know your existence. Even if you leave the palace after the contract in the palace is fulfilled, I will welcome you.
You don't need to be afraid if she gets to know you by teaching her, I'll make the decision for you."
Luo Changan's heart was filled with contempt. Haha, he was indeed powerful and confident in his speech. He was no longer the poor scholar who was in desperate need of climbing up the ladder.
"That's what you said. But her family is so powerful and I, from a small family, how can I keep your heart?"
"Chang'an, her family is naturally powerful, but my right assistant minister's power is smaller. Now that I am highly valued by the emperor, only the emperor can control my future. There is nothing that the tigress can do to me."
Murong Jue had the urge to protect Luo Changan. This was a protective desire that had not been realized in Bai Xia. At this time, it was infinitely amplified. Luo Changan's weakness and helplessness fully mobilized his protective desire.
"You gave me your most precious virginity, and I will protect you."
When men were poor, they longed for money and power. Now that they are powerful, they feel pity for weak women. Only when they are strong can they be in a romantic mood. Power is the most powerful cloak for a man.
If Bai Xia had not been born into the Bai family, with his current status, he could have given her a title and children, and lived with her as husband and wife. Unfortunately, she was born at the wrong time.
Luo Changan wiped his eyes and said softly: "Sir, don't let me down. I know you are interested in me, but it's just because my eyes resemble your old friend. Don't teach me to become another old friend of yours.
"You have a wife and a family. But I only have you."
Murong Jue's heart suddenly moved, as if he had returned to the ignorant days of his youth, with that pure love surging in his heart. Once upon a time, in the mornings reflected by the rising sun, he would look out the window from a distance.
Looking at the figure of Bai Xia picking morning dew in the garden, that swaying figure that was not stained by dust, once taught him that when you take a vacation next month, I will welcome you out, reunite with you, and love you well.
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Luo Changan understood the meaning of his words. If she had a private meeting with him again, she might not be able to deal with it and would need close contact. If she didn't comply with him, she would be exposed. She couldn't easily get along with him alone. She whispered: "It's hard to say. I've been in close contact recently.
I have just been promoted to a third-grade female officer, and I have a lot of things to do. I am afraid it will be difficult to ask for leave. To tell you the truth, although I am a woman, I also have dreams, and I will not throw away my job easily. I have done a good job in the palace.