After being beaten to death with random sticks: my brothers begged me to forgive me

Chapter 59

Jiang Muge was riding on the horse, his eyes were swaying, but he saw that the carriage was also swaying, and it rang the bell and walked back.

I don't know what the intentions of the people inside are, whether they want to retreat and go back, or they saw a tea stall earlier and wanted to buy some tea, wine and snacks.

But it won't be directed at her.

Looking closely at the carriage, it was exquisitely decorated, and the outer wall was painted with shiny dark patterns. After passing the carriage that Daixia and others were riding on, Jiang Muge heaved a sigh of relief as he continued to drive backwards.

Secretly, she must be thinking too much.

When the carriage reached the rear, it suddenly turned around and continued to follow the team.It seems to be specially coming to the end of the line.

An ominous premonition gradually rose in my heart.

On the way to the post station, when it was time to feed water, rest, and go to the hut, one person walked out of the carriage slowly.

Jiang Muge stood beside the horse holding the rein as punishment.Raising his eyes, he saw someone wearing a green robe and belt, with silver hair hanging down his shoulders, striding in her direction with a solemn expression.

There is a jade gourd hanging around his waist, which sways gently with his steps, with a chic and unrestrained demeanor, so coquettish.

She is still familiar with those proud hanging eyes.

Can't help but sigh in my heart.

"Princess Shensong," Han Zhenlian stood in front of her far away, not taking a step closer, as if she was a scourge, "Please get on the carriage and come to talk as promised."

Jiang Muge frowned, his brows and eyes changing gracefully.

They did have an agreement, but after tearing their face apart, he still wanted to come to him. There was only one reason—Han Zimo's hand was still incurable.

"What can Mr. Han say to a class of people who have no medical ethics?" She said coldly, standing where she was, without moving a step.

Han Zhenlian gritted his teeth.

"What should be said should be made clear. I don't believe your character at this time, but I am still a person who keeps the promise."

"But I want to go back on my word." Jiang Muge was not polite.

Who knows that this is not some kind of trick to invite you into the urn?
Han Zhenlian was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a long time, my voice sank, and I said loudly: "I was too impulsive that day, but what I want to say today is for your own good; I also really want to ask clearly, what have you been thinking all these years."

He stood there with dignity, but suddenly his demeanor was different.The corners of the robe are windless and automatic, with a sharp and bleak meaning.

"So what?" Jiang Muge was unmoved, "I'm too lazy to go there, Mr. Han. This is my place."

Han Zhenlian paused: "Okay...how are you going to come?"

Jiang Muge thought for a while: "Unless you kneel down and beg me."

Han Zhenlian was unusually proud, she said kneeling casually, to let him completely dispel the idea of ​​pretending to be intimate with her.

She could clearly see what thoughts were hidden behind his back.It was nothing more than to fight for the last chance for Han Zimo's hand.But such a proud person would definitely not just do it...

In the next second, Han Zhenlian's figure moved, and he retreated far away to the shadow under his carriage. With a wave of his hand, he raised the corner of his robe, and then slowly bent his knees, facing her and knelt on the ground.

Jiang Muge inevitably looked down.

Those are the knees that are exempt from saluting in front of the emperor.

He was kneeling, but there was still that familiar arrogance on his face.

Inexplicably, her frozen heart loosened slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Chen Qing.As a strange bystander, he also showed his unbearable expression.

But when she thought that it was all for Han Zimo's sake, not someone else's, she immediately refused and froze the defense she had loosened just now.

The girl in a black and white riding dress stepped forward solemnly.

As she walked, the delicate faces of the two also got closer.Each strand of hair and the texture of the skin gradually become clear.

The eldest brother and the youngest sister, when they looked into each other's eyes from a close distance, each was in a trance for a moment, shocked by the other's bright eyebrows, sharp nose bridge, red lips and white teeth.

This time, the two sides were not so tense, and for the first time began to notice the similarities in each other's faces.

That is an undeniable blood relationship.

The two are one black and one white, one kneeling and one standing.Long flowing hair.

From a distance, this scene is like a dream.

They are really beautiful.

Jiang Muge couldn't help lowering his eyes, and rows of long eyelashes like crow feathers covered his eyes.

Han Zhenlian also looked away uncomfortably.

"Master Han, I can't bear your kneeling, I just hope you give up." Jiang Muge also knelt down in front of him slowly, and said softly, "I have already said that even if you really kneel down and beg me, I won't give up." Will agree to treat Han Zimo again."

Han Zhenlian stared at her bent knees in surprise.Unexpectedly, Jiang Muge still kept the etiquette and refused to accept his gift.

He clenched his hands at the corners of the robe, and slowly loosened them.

He replied lightly: "It's not all because of Zimo. I want to know how you became like this."

Jiang Muge looked up in astonishment.

"In the final analysis, you have been homeless for many years, and you are not good-looking, and we are also responsible for it," Han Zhenlian helped her up together, and sighed, "You still know how to orderly grow up, so it can be seen that you are not a bad child with completely crooked growth. You are just uneducated and self-willed."

Hearing this, she raised her eyelashes and looked straight into his eyes.

His expression was even more astonished.

Han Zhenlian also looked at her, and smiled: "I don't know why, every time I get angry with you, I say some angry words. But when I think about it later, I feel that I was a little naive then."

"Revenge by poisonous insects, stealing Momo's clothes, and refusing to admit that she is the daughter of the Han family in front of the emperor are all acts of childish anger. But you still know the general situation, after all, you didn't really expose the lies that Momo told you. It didn't really harm us. As long as you teach well, I believe that with your medical skills, you can still make a name for the Han family."

As he spoke, he took her by the hand and led her into his carriage.

Hands touched, both of them trembled slightly.

Big hands hold small hands, palms put hands in palms, but none of them are as slippery as the daughters of wealthy families.

Both of them have thin calluses on their hands, both are young, but they have been working on their hearts for a long time, and the traces have been carved by the years.With a touch of vicissitudes.

Jiang Muge obediently let him pull him into the carriage.

As far as the eye can see, there are all painting utensils and painting tables. There is a small red clay stove next to the table, and tea is cooking, making a gurgling sound.The floor is covered with a patterned carpet, which is very elegant.

She sat down with him, and said softly, "Master Han, the three things you said were not out of anger."

Han Zhenlian smiled and said, "Okay, I know, I know."

Jiang Muge saw that he was perfunctory, and immediately threw Han Zhenlian's hand away angrily: "I have explained everything else, but the matter of the poisonous insects is an entanglement between the girls in our medical clinic, which accidentally hurt Chi Yu. It was me I should apologize to you for not being strict in governance, but it was definitely not to retaliate against you."

Han Zhenlian opened his mouth exaggeratedly, with a clear expression: "I see."

Jiang Muge paused and couldn't help sighing.

"Forget it, believe it or not."

"I believe," Han Zhenlian pulled her to sit next to him, "Because of you leaving, the hearts of the Han family were scattered. The marriage of the girl's family is a big deal, and I have to work hard."

He poured another cup of tea for her: "I have never cared about family affairs, but now that everything has changed, I still feel bad."

"It's too late," Jiang Muge shook his head, "Master Han, after three years, I have made up my mind to draw a clear line with the Han family. If I want to take care of my family, I'm not worth your concern."

(End of this chapter)