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

"I'm done crying." Han Momo gradually calmed down, wiped away her tears vigorously, her eyes were red, "I'm sorry, brother, I know you may not understand. I was the one who was ignorant."

"There is nothing incomprehensible about your admiration for His Highness the Crown Prince. I just want to ask you something." Han Zhenlian said coldly.

"Brother, just ask."

He gritted his teeth, and couldn't help recalling the situation when he and Jiang Muge hid in the cave that day: "Muge was robbed on the road, and there were many people who came, and they were all ruthless and determined to kill. Did you do that?" ?”

Even though his voice was trembling, he finally relaxed a lot after uttering the bone-eating words word by word.

Han Momo's eyes immediately moved to the window of the carriage: "Brother, what are you talking about? Momo doesn't understand."

"I said, do you want to kill Pastoral?" He was suddenly annoyed, "Don't look away, look at me! Answer honestly!"

"How can I kill Pastoral?"

Han Momo's gaze finally shifted to the front.When she looked at him, her eyes were firm, as if she was telling the truth.

However, for some reason, Han Zhenlian was already unwilling to believe it.

"Then give me a reasonable explanation," he paused, "Why can you escape from that assassin with a crescent-shaped scimitar?"

Han Momo was stunned: "I told you, I don't know about this either."

"You really don't know what to ask."

"I'm telling the truth! Brother, if you didn't intend to believe me from the beginning, why bother to ask me again?" She said aggrievedly, "Just listen to the bad words from outsiders, wouldn't it be better? Or say In Big Brother's heart, I am a person who is full of lies?"

"you are not?"

"Of course not!" Han Momo's tears, which had been shed dry, suddenly appeared again.

Han Zhenlian remained unmoved: "If I were that assassin, I would definitely kill you when I left. Even if I didn't kill the crown prince, I would kill a Central Plains person to vent my anger. It is absolutely impossible for you to leave like this unscathed. gone."

"Why are you unscathed?" Recalling the situation at that time, she couldn't help trembling, but raised her sleeves and approached Han Zhenlian and said, "This is what he chopped with that knife."

She exposed half of her arm and handed it to Han Zhenlian.

It's not that he didn't know that she was injured. When he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but sneered.

In fact, the injury was too shallow, almost not even a scrape.

Han Momo cried as if he was seriously injured, and leaned against him, looking extremely weak: "When he threw me into the pit, he used that knife to scare me and hurt my hand, I don't want to If he dares to resist, he will show mercy to me."

"You really know how to make things up," he smiled, pushed her away, opened his sleeves and said with bandages, "Look, what is this?"

Han Momo gasped.

A similar position on Han Zhenlian's arm left a long pink scar, which seemed to be the color of the newly healed wound.

The gauze wrapped around it is not an ordinary strip of cloth, but is stained with dried blood and dirty grayish-white cloth. Many stains still cannot conceal the dark texture of the auspicious clouds rolled up above. Compared with the torn shape of the cloth edge Very inconsistent.

She pulled Han Zhenlian's wrist, squeezed harder and harder, and bit her lips tighter and tighter until blood spurted out.

"Let go!" Han Zhenlian shook her hands away, put down his sleeves, and stared at her vigilantly, "What are you crazy about?"

She shed tears: "Is this Jiang Muge's clothing material?"

Han Zhenlian frowned: "She bandaged me, what's wrong?"

"Brother, why don't you ever think about it? It was Jiang Muge who hurt the third brother and never wanted to treat the third brother again, which caused the third brother to be depressed every day, and my father was worried about his illness every day? No matter how big brother is How could he accept Jiang Muge's medical treatment with peace of mind?"

Han Zhenlian flicked his sleeves when he heard half of it, and signaled the groom to stop and leave the carriage.

She rushed forward to stop him, not letting him go.It was as if a piece of dog skin plaster had been stuck behind him.Han Zhenlian had no choice but to turn around, folded his arms and said sharply, "Get lost!"

"Brother, don't go," her tone suddenly softened, "Momo is just in a bad mood, not on purpose."

"Stop pretending, you make me sick."

Han Momo clutched her chest, as if she had been greatly hurt: "Momo spoke indiscriminately, and she said something that shouldn't be said in a moment of excitement, but it was all for the grievance of third brother and father, they are not here Beside us... Big brother, if you leave now, then Momo will really have nothing. Big brother, please, stay, Momo knows it's wrong."

"Why are you wronged?" He laughed angrily at her, "How do you know that you are wrong? The wounds all over my body were not healed in time, and I died of blood loss long ago! What qualifications do you have to speak pastoral songs?"

The last sentence completely made Han Momo's face pale.

She covered her ears and flinched back.

Han Zhenlian's face was gloomy, and he left the Han's carriage without looking back.The large team continued to move forward, and when Jiang Muge's carriage came to him, he called her name.

Jiang Muge's muffled voice came from inside: "Master Han?"

His complexion softened.

"it's me."

Jiang Muge was a little surprised, but still beckoned Chen Qing to invite Han Zhenlian to come up.It has to be said that Han Zhenlian's silver hair is very conspicuous. When it is smooth and shiny, it is as beautiful as a waterfall; when it is messy, it immediately becomes a huge white chestnut.

She took out the jade comb in her bosom, and wanted to comb it for him, but just after combing it, she made a decisive decision and left the comb on his hair.

"Why is your hair like this?" She smiled stiffly, and patted Han Zhenlian on the back, "Comb it yourself, Mr. Han."

Han Zhenlian reached out to pull out the comb, touched the ends of his hair, and couldn't help sighing: "I asked Han Momo about inviting the moon nunnery. She didn't seem to know anything about it, but she couldn't tolerate any doubts. She made a fuss in the carriage. My hair got caught like that too."

"So that's how it is," she said, "Master Han, don't make things difficult for her..."

"Why not?"

She tactfully said, "It is you who will suffer in the end."

Han Zhenlian coughed: "At the picnic that day, she had already humiliated the Han family. After I go back, I must persuade my parents to bring you back, and ask someone to teach her etiquette."

Jiang Muge's complexion changed immediately: "Master Han, I don't intend to go back."

Han Zhenlian patted her head: "Muge, I know Han Momo's problem. When you go back, I will protect you well and won't let you suffer. Go home with peace of mind, okay?"

"Family? Master Han, did you misunderstand something?" She smiled, "I didn't leave because of Han Momo, but because there were no relatives of mine left in the Han family."

It didn't happen before, and it's even less likely to happen in the future.