Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Alas! She sighed, turned her head, and smiled at him. The bright firelight illuminated the entire open space, but when it came to this place, only a few strands of dim yellow were left, faintly cast on her exquisite face, making her smile even more gentle and moving.

He was a little dazed for a moment. She had never smiled at him like this since Huaizhu came. Looking down, he saw that her high collar was a little torn, and the bruises he left last night were faintly visible, which immediately made him distracted.

"Why are you here?" She was somewhat happy, but also looked somewhat unhappy. When she asked him, her voice was hoarse and soft, like a small stone thrown into the already boiling lake of his heart, causing ripples to roll out in circles that would take a long time to calm down.

"What about you? Why are you here?" He glanced at her pink lips, moved towards her, and held her in his arms.

Anan didn't like him being like this. He didn't answer her questions directly, but always liked to throw the questions back. So she raised her head and took a sip of wine, pouting and snorting: "I don't know why you are here!"

"But I know why you are here." He stared into her eyes with burning eyes. A few drops of wine overflowed from the corners of her mouth, shining in the dim light, making it impossible for him to look away.

She smiled and looked back at him seriously: "Really? Tell me about it."

This farm is full of his people, and he couldn't even keep such a secret thing as putting drugs in the wine secret. How could it be a secret for her, a grown person, to walk around so brazenly?

But he didn't say anything. He stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the wine beads hanging from the corners of her mouth. His fingertips were stained with the soft and fragrant smell. He practiced on the field below every day. Whenever he came here, she must be there. But he couldn't say that she was peeking at him here every day.

Anan naturally knew why he suddenly fell silent and smiled, feeling that this moment was rare. Her eyes looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face almost greedily. She felt emotional, unwilling, reluctant, and even a little resentful.

She hated him for being old-fashioned and conservative, and for using feelings as favors; she hated herself even more for being rigid and stubborn, and for not being able to compromise on a problem that could be solved with a compromise.

However, even if she hated the heavens and the earth, she still couldn't change the fate of people. He was an out-and-out ancient man. In this world where it was common for men to have three wives and four concubines, how could she make him understand the clarity of monogamy? If relationships should be based on first come first served, she was the one who shouldn't be there.

She saw clearly how gentle and generous Huaizhu was, how loving Mr. Ji was to his child, and how loyal he was. Everyone was having a hard time. She was not heartless, but she could not completely lose face, so she could no longer indulge herself in depravity.

It's time to let go.

She still had a tearful smile on her face, but her heart was already in a state of confusion. Finally, she took a big gulp of sour fruit wine, looked at the crowd below and smiled deeply, her tears already unable to stop falling.

She had always thought that this was a lost and found relationship. He would always be hers. But at this moment, she suddenly understood that Yunyu was Yunyu, not her lost and found lover. He still had many things to do and many people to take care of. Responsibility, family affection, and ideals were realities that he could never avoid.

He was not a fool. He understood very well why she suddenly distanced herself from him and retreated to a distant place to follow etiquette. He also understood why she took such a risk and thought of such a stupid way to get close to him.