First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 265 Where's Your Heart?
Obviously, from the moment she was reborn, she had already made up her mind not to repeat the same mistakes, but to live a good life... How did she live like this?

She thought about it for a long time, and the problem...maybe still lies with her.

She can't let go of the past, and can't see the future...

Song Zixun's eyes were scarlet, and he squeezed her hand tightly, "Rong Zhi, forget everything about the past... Let's start over."

"Okay." She agreed very happily.

Song Zixun froze for a moment, then looked at her in a daze.

"In the past few days, I have thought very clearly—grandmother taught me the right thing. Since you and I are husband and wife, we will depend on each other in fortune and misfortune in this life, and share weal and woe. There is no room for turning back..." Du Rongzhi wiped the bruises from her face. Tears, "I didn't do well a few days ago. I shouldn't have been angry with you because of the children, let alone let those villains hiding in the dark see our jokes..." She raised her head and smiled apologetically at him Laughing, "But at that time, I was really sad. Sometimes I couldn't control what I said or did... Don't be angry with me."

"No..." he said in a deep and hoarse voice, "I'm not angry... it's because I didn't do well."

She shook her head with a smile, and gently touched the back of his hand with her cold hand, "Don't worry, in the days to come, I will fulfill my responsibilities as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Duke's Mansion, manage the back house for you, serve the elders... Be a qualified Wife. I won't let you down again."

Song Zixun opened his mouth to say something, but Du Rongzhi didn't give him a chance to speak at all, "It's just that my mother brought my aunt and cousin over to see me a few days ago, and my cousin said that I still need to take care of myself after taking a pulse. Some days..." Her expression darkened, and she said in a low voice, "He also said that my body was already damaged when I gave birth to Guan'er, and this miscarriage made it worse. ..."

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence. In fact, Song Zixun knew better than anyone how bad her health was.

"I beg you to give me three more years." She smiled softly, "If I still can't give birth to a child after three years...whether you take Lu Wei Hong Shao, or you have something you like, I will give it to you." I will give you an aunt, it is only the first boy I gave birth to, and I beg you to allow me to raise it under my name."

Song Zixun pursed his lips tightly, stared at her with deep eyes for a long time, and then asked slowly, "You said you figured it out...Is this what you mean?"

Du Rongzhi forced herself to ignore the deep disappointment and anger in his eyes, and nodded gently but firmly, "...From now on, I will remember my identity and responsibilities, as long as it is what you want, it is what I want. If you want, in the future, for Guan'er and for myself, I will accompany you all the way. As for the others—" She paused, sighed and smiled, "I have been chasing after you all these years, Today, I am already exhausted, and I can't run anymore... I can't give those unrealistic loves, and I can't afford them. Just let me go—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Song Zixun grabbed her body suddenly, her waist suddenly hurt, and she subconsciously let out a soft breath.

His kiss was full of anger and uneasiness, and he almost wanted to swallow her in his stomach the next moment.

Du Rongzhi let him kiss her fiercely, the tip of her nose was full of familiar smell... She closed her eyes obediently, neither resisting nor struggling.

My heart...is unprecedentedly peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Zixun finally let her go out of breath.

Du Rongzhi slowly opened his eyes.

The purpose of entering is his dark and gloomy eyes like the night.

"What about your heart?" There was a trace of unconcealable tremor mixed with his suppressed anger, "Where is your heart that loves me? Can't afford it?"

Du Rongzhi's body trembled slightly.

For some reason, the eye sockets suddenly swelled...

Loved, really loved.

I don't love it, and I really don't love it anymore.

She took a deep breath, then raised her head, only to see the glow like fire in the distance.

Song Zixun stood in the sun, with a straight figure and clear eyebrows.

In a trance, it seemed that he was still the impatient, cold and handsome young man in his memory many years ago.

Du Rongzhi looked at it, and suddenly his eyes were stained red by the sunset glow.

"Zixun, we can't go back."

she said softly.

We can't go back.

(End of this chapter)