One of Ouyang Shaogong's colleagues, Chang'an

Xu'er couldn't calm down, and after sending him back to her room, she muttered for a while, but the prince Changqin coaxed her many times to no avail, and finally said: "If you really don't like her, I'll take her to a nearby place." Go to the hotel, but it is estimated that the hotels are closed at the moment, so you can throw it on the street, as long as you are happy."

"Che--you can say this kind of thing? What if something happens?"

"Okay, I know that Xu'er is the kindest person, and I can't bear to see others in trouble, so you just let it go tonight, huh?"

Xu'er was blocked by him and had nothing to say, so she gave him a blank look, silently closed the door and left.But the two already had a rift.She was a little worried at first, because my husband returned after going abroad to study half a year ago. Although his appearance is the same, his temperament seems to be a different person. An unconventional banished fairy, he walked in the door that day and laughed. She was really shocked when she first saw her. This kind of demeanor is too outstanding, even if she is academically sophisticated, she can't have such good luck. If it weren't for the few special marks on his body that are the same, it can be confirmed without a doubt It was the original body, and her daily performance was the same as before. At most, she was more gentle and considerate. She would really think that someone else had faked her, or that she had reincarnated on her husband.Originally, she wanted to be slightly better than her husband, but she began to feel ashamed and felt that she was not good enough for him now, so she redoubled her efforts to treat him well, showing love in various ways, for fear that one day he would look down on her and leave. Dump her and leave her.

She gradually regarded him as a jade object that she wanted to hold tightly in the palm of her hand, a butterfly that she grasped firmly, a utilitarian heart, a possessive heart, and even a stronger jealous heart, and gradually lost her original intention of loving him.On the contrary, I hope that he will not be so good, but be as good as before, so that she won't have so many heavy psychological burdens and negative emotions.

Originally, he was worried all the time, just hiding his thoughts, but fortunately, he was always indifferent to other women, and she just moaned without illness.But tonight is completely different.She saw a lively girl, although she was at a disadvantaged age, she did not hinder the chic allure exuded by her tender body. After all, some men in the world are pedophiles, and this girl is as fragrant as a fairy flower in Langyuan. She is unique in appearance, beautiful in quality and blue in heart, far surpassing any woman she has ever seen, not even at the same level or realm at all, there is no sense of comparison at all, the gap and difference are as great as gods and mortals.

Yes, exactly the same as the one who returned half a year ago.

Immortal pose.Ordinary people, how do mortal bodies know?

Therefore, they are people of the same world.

They -- are they appropriate, matching, or should they be?

!!!

Xu'er woke up from the nightmare, the dream just now was too real, she saw the willows by the water, he was playing the Yaoqin, the complex sounds suddenly stopped, and the elegant rhyme was clear; Xue Rongfeng.He stared at her, not looking at the strings from beginning to end, let alone the music, she raised her wrist and looked back at him between her brows, concentrating on her affection, and slightly staring at him with words.At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingered, he stood up, she stood up, the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and finally he put his arms around her waist with one hand, lifted her up halfway, and lifted her feet almost off the ground , clasping the back of her head with the other hand, slightly tilted her head to kiss that fragrant woman. . .

All this happened so naturally, beautifully and sweetly.She originally thought that the gluey relationship between herself and her husband was enough to sweeten the honey, but she didn't expect that she was not at the same level as them.They are simply the textbook level of couples in the Three Realms. Anyone who reads them will be ashamed and envious.And myself, unexpectedly became that ridiculous "third party", intervening between them for half a year.

Is she the one who should quit?

No, never.How could it be like this, how could it be so easy to let it go, it's obviously her husband!No matter what he becomes, he belongs to her, to her alone!All the way through.No one can take him away!Even he himself has no right to leave her!He once said that he should be responsible for her life!

Little girl, you wait.

Looking at that peaceful and innocent sleeping face, there was a delusion flickering in those originally pure peach eyes.

People are like this, with too many desires, they will be afraid, then resentful, and finally vicious.

Prince Changqin woke up from the twilight, and there was a low sob in his ears like the sound of gnats in autumn night.He stood up with some difficulty, and the little figure in pink lying beside the bed was crying with shaking shoulders, and he couldn't help being shocked.

"What -- what's wrong with this? Why are you crying so early in the morning? Who messed with you?"

He stretched out his hand to help her up, tears were streaming down her pink and tender jade face, her almond eyes were slightly red and swollen, which really aroused pity.

"You--you're awake--you're really okay--"

She stretched out her hand to touch his face in a daze, as if she was still doubting whether it was a dream or reality at this moment, felt the warmth of his cheeks, and then continued, choking with sobs, "It's finally a little warm—Brother Changqin—you I was scared to death just now--you are as cold as ice, and you can't feel your breath or pulse--I thought--I thought--"

He was shocked, the collapse last night was already an ominous sign, and he thought that the end of this body is not far away.Seeing her own appearance, she must have been terrified.

Seeing her sad expression, it seems that the grief just now has not faded away, and that kind of emotion has not been experienced by him for many years—in his chaotic memory, it seems that no one has ever cried because he was worried about his body—yes, he would cry before Go to Soul Transmigration before that, no one noticed his abnormality, to be precise, no one cares about him in detail, otherwise how can we not see the clues - he has always taken care of others - when the Soul Crossing returns, it will be Unbearable experience, stereotyped, he himself is bored--

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine--how did you rush yourself like this--"

He felt a little touched in his heart, and he hugged her tightly, "If you have something, how can I bear it."

"Are you really okay--"

She still looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I felt your pulse just now, and I felt that there seemed to be two auras colliding in your body—brother, is your physique different from others——"

His mind was shocked, and he subconsciously clenched his fingers. Countless experiences have already formed a conditioned reflex. If someone discovers his secret accidentally, either you will die or I will die--

"You must be in pain--they're rolling inside you--"

Her arms like lotus roots hugged his thin waist tightly, and her mournful voice was full of distress, "I'm sorry--it's all my fault--I asked you to carry me home yesterday--I really don't know you I'm sick--"

He was slightly stunned, her guilt and regret filled his heart.Never has anyone treated him -- so pity --

Can't help but relax the strength in her hand, she is still just a child, even if she knows, what can she do to herself, not to mention that she is in such pain just now, it seems that she has lost a close relative, does she really regard herself as a elder brother--

How could he bear it, how could he do it.

"It's not your fault what happened last night—"

He gently stroked the top of her hair, "Did Xu'er tell you about you? I'll teach her a lesson. How can I rest assured that you're alone outside, and I'm so tired that I fell asleep again. Of course I'll bring you back—" It's just that I've been in poor health recently, and I'll be fine after a while. Don't blame yourself, where did the optimism and cheerfulness yesterday go? Don't you have a thick skin? "

She was amused by his words, burst out laughing with tears in her eyes, and patted his back, "Fuck you, you have thick skin, your whole family has thick skin!"

He said seriously: "Just tell me, don't bring Xu'er in, or you will be reprimanded again."

"You will protect yourself."

She pursed her lips as if a little displeased, "I saved you, but you will repay your favor and only think about her."

He frowned slightly, wondering: "Save me? How do you say that?"

"I used my spiritual power to help you - fortunately your body doesn't reject it, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "It's just that I can't cure you completely, I don't know what's going on with those two forces in your body--but I promise you won't tell anyone your secret, you Keep it a secret from me too."

He smiled meaningfully, "I know about trading at such a young age, my mind is impure."

"I didn't-"

She suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be ripples, she paused, and changed her words, "If I'm not pure, brother, you are not pure, we are even, and--I can Not as cruel as you."

He hooked the corners of his lips, he didn't expect her to be so smart and bold, not only saw it, but also said it out loud.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you just now, are you okay?"

He put his hand on her shoulder, "Can you show me."

"It's okay! It's okay, you almost broke your neck."

She frowned and said angrily, "You're too aggressive--you don't trust me that much?"

"I--"

Being poked deep in the center, he didn't know how to answer for a moment, he lowered his head silently, and leaned over to caress the back of her neck.

Her skin was as delicate as rose petals, and could be broken with a blow. His nails scratched and left a few half-moon-shaped blood marks, like blood wisps floating in white jade.

The long-lost pity and guilt welled up in his heart. He took out the ointment from the drawer and applied it on her, trying to relieve her pain meticulously and gently.

"What if—what if scars are left, I won't be able to marry."

She muttered suddenly for no reason.

He comforted gently: "No, I promise."

"What if."

She seemed to have bitten something, and had to continue, "How do you compensate me?"

"If you really can't marry, brother will take care of you for the rest of your life."

He blurted out.

After finishing speaking, she felt that something was wrong, and looked at her sideways, but her starry eyes reflected a strange brilliance, her lips pursed into a shy smile, her dimples were as red as peach blossoms dipped in water.It's very different from before.

"This is what you said, and you will not go back on your word."

She stared straight at him, her eyes stubborn.

"It's as if you wish you couldn't get married."

He knocked on her head, "There is no auspicious word."

"You put it that way, I do have some hope."

She smiled slyly, pinched his words, and looked up at him, "I decided to stick to you and stay here."

"I have no objection, as long as Xu'er doesn't object."

He spread his hands as if he had nothing to do with me.

"She dares to have an opinion!--oh--no, sorry--"

She lowered her eyes in a doggy manner, "You have no objection, she is so virtuous, so if she listens to you, of course she won't think otherwise."

"Little slicker."

He smiled angrily, raised his hand and pinched her nose, "I'm ashamed to drive you away if I praise you two in one sentence."

She giggled, "I'm so cute, how can you have the heart to drive me away."