Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 392 Fortunately, it was a dream
Ling Yue wanted to die already.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled gently, "I'm asking if you've hurt her again?"

A Yun didn't speak, wrapped her arms around her waist, leaned her head on her shoulder, and rubbed against her neck.

Ling Yue thought of the little black dog again, that little beast who was good at acting like a baby.

It's just that compared with this one, it's far behind!

"Speak well, don't cheat."

"You hate me, you don't like me anymore."

Ling Yue: "."

She began to wonder if this guy was also so shy when he drank the wrong person the previous two times.

He has a good-looking face, and is full of tenderness towards the woman who admires him, no one will remain indifferent!
So we can't completely blame Han Ruoying and Li Muqing for secretly agreeing that if we really want to investigate, this one should be more responsible!

"Stand up straight!"

"I do not!"

"Stop coming with me this out, answer the questions, I'll count to three! One, two"

Ah Yun didn't know what would happen when he counted to "three", he didn't dare to try.

"I didn't harm her. It was she who provoked her first, so I punished her with some small means. She said the other day that we hugged and hugged, and it was immoral, and she took a jade wrench and said it was a token of love you gave Li Muyun. She deliberately Bad, sinister intentions, evil intentions, heart like a snake, the most important thing is that she will not change after repeated admonitions, I can no longer spare her, that is also her retribution."

Hearing the word "retribution", although Ling Yue didn't know how he would retaliate, he was certain that Ling Rou's fate would be miserable.

"We are not immoral. I want to marry your Yue'er. I won't want as many women as my father did. I only want you. You are my only wife."

So affectionate and serious, Ling Yue admitted that she was moved again.

She believed that he would never say this kind of thing just once, just like saying that he liked her, and wished that the single would loop in her mind.

What she wants to know most at this moment is whether Ling Rou is alive.

"Ayun, be obedient and tell me where Lingrou is."

"I dare not say." He said timidly.

"Say!"

Her sudden raised voice startled him, and she said in a low voice, "In the Firework Pavilion."

Such a familiar name!
"Firework Pavilion?" Ling Yue was as surprised as he was just now, "Isn't it a brothel?"

He wanted to ask again, but he felt dizzy, acted coquettishly, and messed around, but refused to answer her question.

After settling him down, Ling Yue went back to her room to wash up.

Lying on the couch, my mind is full of thoughts.

She thought his temper had been changed by her, but he was too naive!
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

How could she expect to use these short months to reverse the 16 years he had endured alone?
He has changed, but only his attitude towards her.

From hatred to heartbeat, to liking, to the obsession in his mouth.

Before meeting her, he was a child who had never tasted sweetness.

The warmth she gave was too much, and he would doubt it over and over again.

And once the doubt is dispelled, he will be deeply dependent.

Rely on her care, her company.

So even if the candied haws she gave were very sour, he was willing to ignore the hawthorn and just remember the taste of rock sugar.

He will try his best to get her attention, and he will never tire of getting what he wants from her.

At the same time, he gave her everything he had without reservation.

Give her his heart, give her his life.

All his paranoia makes way for her unconditionally.

As long as she asks, he promises anything.

Even if he vomited blood because of Han Xiao's temptation that time, because she said "Don't take revenge on sister-in-law", he really didn't do anything.

But only to her.

As for other people, especially those who bullied him, it's impossible!
He wants revenge, revenge fiercely.

Revenge more than once, without end, as long as he wants.

Because of the pain that exists in the depths of his memory, he can't forget it.

The scars on my body are gone, but the scars in my heart are always there.

Otherwise, he would not be afraid of the rainy weather, nor would he remember the pain of the heavy snow.

What he was really afraid of was the humiliated, embarrassing, humble, desperate, powerless self.

This kind of him has only appeared in front of her.

Even in front of Guan Jingyuan tonight, he only spoke calmly without showing any other emotions.

Ling Yue tucked in the quilt, and thoughtfully twirled the auspicious cloud lotus gold bracelet on her wrist.

Although she comforted him, she didn't think about the past and fear the future.

But she also knew that it would be difficult if nothing had happened.

Ah Yun is difficult, the difficult thing is in the past.

Those who have harmed him, those who are planning to harm him, are in trouble for the future.

Ling Rou is not the beginning, nor will it be the end.

The brothel, after all, still can't escape the fate of entering the brothel, is this considered to have its own master in the dark?

Baixue dislikes the evening of spring, so she wears garden trees as flying flowers.

Occasionally a branch couldn't support the weight of the snow, and fell to the ground covered with a thick layer of snow with a "squeak", leaving a deep long mark.

Ling Yue closed her eyes, listening to the wind outside the house, and gradually fell asleep.

Also had a dream.

In the dream, she left here and returned to the modern office.

There was a pile of unfinished work in front of her, and she just took a nap.

Rubbing her eyes, looking at the flashing WeChat reminder, she was inexplicably irritable.

Workers, work souls!
The mouse moved randomly, and even clicked on a novel.

It was the book she had just worn.

The plot of the story is still the chapter where Ah Yun marries Chen Wenyu.

Her eyes widened, and then a sour feeling welled up in her heart.

It was just a game, but she fell in love.

This is not the first book she has read, but it is the only one she can't put down.

There are people she misses in it.

Especially that affectionate young man, she couldn't accept him marrying someone else.

"Ayun, don't marry her, don't marry her" she said silently in her heart, her heart ached unbearably.

For some reason, everything in the office disappeared at this time, leaving her alone.

She shouted, in vain, her echoes echoed in the air.

She starts to get scared.

She can't go back to the past, and there is no present, what should she do?
It was the first day after the snow, and the sun was shining brightly. There were transparent icicles hanging on the eaves, slowly dripping water.

In Zhaixing Pavilion, Ah Yun was sitting in front of Ling Yue's couch, holding her hand and shaking it gently.

There was fine sweat on her forehead, and her brows were tightly furrowed, which worried him.

"Yue'er, wake up!"

After calling four or five times, Ling Yue opened his eyes.

The moment she saw him, she was both surprised and happy, and sat up and hugged him.

When she came like this, Ah Yun was at a loss what to do, with trembling hands, he also embraced her.

"Have you had a nightmare? Hongguo came to me and said you called me."

Fortunately it was a dream!

She wanted to stay in the book, stay with him.

"Well, a nightmare. I dreamed that you married Chen Wenyu." She pursed her lips with lingering fear.

He was flattered by her nervousness, the little girl really fell in love with him!
"No, I've been waiting for you to marry me! If you agree now, I will marry you in public."

He stamped it on her forehead with a smile.

"If I don't agree, what will you do?"

"What can I do? Of course I will continue to wait."

She pursed her lips and smiled, feeling relieved.

Thinking of what happened last night, she asked him in a low voice: "How did Lingrou get to the brothel?"

The topic changed so quickly, Ah Yun was caught off guard.

"Who told you? I know, it must be Bai Yi, that bastard!"

Ling Yue: "."

This guy was really drunk last night!Obviously, I am honest and frank, but I am relying on others, and I still have such a virtue of hating iron but not steel!
"Say!"

One ebbs and another ebbs and flows one after another.

As long as she is serious, Ah Yun will be short of breath.

Around her long hair, hanging her head.

"It's very simple, falsely accusing her of stealing, destroying the stolen goods, and selling them into a brothel to pay off the debt."

(End of this chapter)