The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

He Lanya let Zhong Zhiling put herself gently on the bed, and let him kneel down in front of her on one knee. Tears streamed down her eyes, her hands pinched Zhong Zhiling's shoulder tightly, and pressed Zhong Zhiling's forehead, crying uncontrollably: Zhong Zhiling, why...why is it so difficult to marry you?

Yes, why is it so difficult?

You have to wait from a cardamom girl to a middle-aged woman who is nearly forty years old. Even if she takes care of herself properly and her skin is as fragile as a girl's, her mood is no longer what it used to be.

Yaya, I'm sorry for you, it's me... I'm sorry for you... Zhong Zhiling's voice was also choked up, and he also knelt down on his other leg, just kneeling in front of He Lanya, and put his arms around He Lanya, The tears flowed more fiercely than hers, Yaya, hit me! Scold me! I won't fight back no matter how much you beat me...

Do you think I'm really reluctant? He Lanya sat up straight suddenly, wiped her face vigorously, raised her hand at the same time, and hit Zhong Zhiling right away, but in the end she was still a few inches away, and her fist landed There was a muffled sound on Zhong Zhiling's shoulder, and then He Lanya's eyes were wet again, and she choked up and said, I can't bear you, I never want you to suffer a little bit of grievance, and I can never bear it. To embarrass you, so...so you just decided that I am, deliberately...deliberately made me wait for so many years...

Yaya, I'm sorry for you, I'm really sorry for you, it's just... just I'm afraid that if I can't get over that hurdle, I'll marry you, and I'll only be more sorry for you, Zhong Zhiling said with a sob, while stretching out his hand to hold Helanya's hand She patted herself on the face, and said in a trembling voice, But...but I am still sorry for you, I have delayed you for so many years, but I, I still don't want to let you go, I don't want you to wear this wedding dress into someone else's door...

With Helanya's identity and appearance, there are naturally many people who want to marry her. Over the years, even though Helanya's youth has passed away, there are still an endless stream of people who come to propose marriage, but none of them can succeed. He Lanya didn't want to, and Zhong Zhiling was behind him secretly. On the one hand, he couldn't let go of the people and things in the capital, but on the other hand, he was clinging to He Lanya. He knew that he was shameless and absurd, but he just There is no way to watch He Lanya marry another woman.

He is such a person, once he has identified someone, he will hold on to him for the rest of his life. He has always been a person who accepts death, so when he heard that Xu Siyao was married to Zhong Zhiheng, he wanted to return to Beijing in a rage. , but just when he was leaving, news came from the capital that Xu Siyao was pregnant. The news was like a bolt from the blue, cutting off his way back to Beijing, and it also made him a carefree young man overnight. Turned into a living dead.

At that time, he would not know that many years later, his heart would still be moved for a Turkic girl with pigtails, and he would not know that this little Turkic girl had been waiting for him for more than twenty years.

Today, this man over half a hundred years old just kneels in front of this little Turkic girl in such a humble way.

Then now, have you put it all down? He Lanya looked at Zhong Zhiling with red eyes, her cherry red lips trembled, and her voice trembled, That...Xu Siyao, you will never think about it again?

Yes, Zhong Zhiling knew that He Lanya would not like to hear this, but he still chose to tell the truth, She is my wife who never married, and I have been guilty and owed to her all my life, Zhong Zhiling said. Grabbing Helanya's hand, she put it on her heart, But Yaya, for the rest of my life, I'll just pretend to be you here.