Doting on concubines and destroying wives?I've become cannon fodder for this nerd's fight.

"It won't be good. Even if I marry you, we won't always be good." Under the quiet night, Wei Hanzhang spoke clearly: "Now that you are forced to marry her, your love for me is getting worse." The hair is strong, but if you marry me successfully, you may not cherish it much. "

Hearing this, Gu Yunran was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly bitter: "It's my fault. I deserve whatever you think of me."

When he learned that she was named the Crown Princess, he could understand why she would be so concerned about having two wives.

The knife won't hurt unless you cut yourself.

At that time, he only felt that she was making a fuss out of a molehill, but he later learned to regret it.

"But, since he plotted against you, he should treat you well," thinking of the scene on the stage just now, he said repressedly: "Ran Ran, can he fulfill your requirements?"

"...I don't know," Wei Hanzhang's eyelashes trembled slightly, his chin was raised slightly, and his tone was empty: "Gu Yunran, I'm so sad now."

She seemed a little confused: "It's worse than when you took in two common rooms."

"...I'm sorry," Gu Yunran's heart suddenly hurt, and he continued to explain without thinking about anything: "Can you believe me? I never wanted to make you sad, and I really have never touched them."

In fact, this is no longer important, but Wei Hanzhang saw his obsession and said seriously: "Okay, I believe you now, but I really couldn't help but miss you so much at the time,"

"If we get married, I will always be worried about this matter. You know, I am not a generous person, so Gu Yunran, there will be no good results if we go on."

The man doesn't have Shou Gongsha, so he can't prove his innocence.

Since he chose to take in two wives without telling her, her trust in him has been shattered, so how can she trust him that he didn't touch them.

Ever since he took over Tongfang, they were destined to be separated, and it was too difficult to break through.

"What about him?" In the night, the young man squatting on the ground had slightly wet eyelashes and a trembling voice: "What will you do if he has someone else?"

She was so sad that her voice was hoarse from crying, her wounds were not healed yet, and she was left here alone.

And that person, sitting on the high platform at this moment, quietly admiring the beauty's performance, only needs to nod slightly, and he can take in all the beauties in the world.

Gu Yunran's heart ached with pain, but Wei Hanzhang shook his head gently: "What should I do? How can I be so fragile?"

The husband she had been cultivating since she was a child first took over his wife, and then was snatched away by other women without saying a word. Didn't she come here the same way?

Without whom one cannot live.

She just wondered why she was so sad.

That man is the prince. Whoever he calls into his tent to serve him, and how many of his servants offer their beloved daughters, are all normal things.

Could it be that the way that man treated her was so different from the time they met that she was convinced that he was the one who had to be her? So when reality came, she was so far removed from him that she felt so uncomfortable?
Wei Hanzhang couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Her chest hurt. She sniffed and complained a little aggrievedly: "Growing up is not fun at all. I really want to be a child again."

The night wind sent the girl's coquettish murmur over, and the master and servant who came out to look for someone under the banyan tree stopped.

Xiao Junzhan looked over there quietly.

Beside the gurgling stream, the little girl sat on the rocks with her knees in her arms. In front of her squatted a young man of similar age.

In the dim night, it is as beautiful as a painting.

Here, Gu Yunran smiled bitterly upon hearing this, he also wanted to go back.

During those years in Xuzhou City, she was very carefree and carefree, with Jiang's elders doting on her, and him following behind her obediently.

Hit him wherever you want, as long as she is happy, you can bully her. But even if he was bullied and bossed around, he was still happy with it.

The girl he liked so much, the girl he liked for so many years, was going to become someone else's wife, and he cried until his throat became hoarse because of that person.

Wei Hanzhang tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then asked: "Has the jar of Zhuangyuanhong buried under the sycamore tree at the door of your study been dug out?"

"No, we agreed to wait..." He paused and did not continue.

But Wei Hanzhang knew what he said next.

They made an agreement when they buried it that they would dig it out and drink it together after they got married.

In the dim night, the young man's eyes were bright, with a faint glint of wetness. Wei Hanzhang looked at him for a while, and the last lingering thought in his heart suddenly felt relieved.

She felt inexplicably that if they did not meet other people separately and actually entered into marriage, the ending might not be as dismal as she imagined.

It was the marriages of the sisters around her that made her too pessimistic about loyalty to men of this era.

She forgot that her little bamboo horse seemed to really love her.

"Gu Yunran, I don't blame you anymore," she patted his head like she did when she was a child, and whispered: "If you have a chance to go back to Xuzhou, just dig it out."

"...Okay," his voice was trembling. He stretched out his hand to hold her finger and said with a choked voice, "It's windy at night, please go back to your account."

Wei Hanzhang pulled out his fingers and slowly stood up. Hearing his voice, he said with a headache: "Don't cry."

"Aren't you crying too?" Gu Yunran said, "Don't think I can't hear it, your voice is dumb from crying."

"..." Wei Hanzhang choked and glared at him angrily: "You don't know how to expose others but not expose their shortcomings."

Gu Yunran's eyes were complicated: "I don't remember you crying so much."

"...Don't ask. If you ask, it's nothing." After chatting with him for a while, the depression in his heart disappeared. Wei Hanzhang gathered his cloak and waved at him: "I'm going back. It's really cold."

The camp was empty, the wind was strong, and she was still injured.

Her mood improved, and it was not convenient to stay here for a long time. She turned around and left, walking briskly.

Gu Yunran looked at her back in silence, opened his mouth, and wanted to call her out and say something else, but he didn't make a sound until she was far away.

…………

Wei Hanzhang walked briskly back to the tent, then opened the curtain and saw the person sitting inside, his steps stagnated slightly.

The depression that had disappeared came back again. My chest felt extremely tight and uncomfortable, and my face stiffened subconsciously.

Aren't you listening to the beauty playing the piano...

Her mood changes were all written on her face, and the man sitting on the soft chair could see them clearly. His knuckles on the armrests clenched tightly, but his expression remained unchanged, and his voice was light: "It's so late, you Where did one go?"

Wei Hanzhang stood there with his eyes lowered and did not speak.

All the servants and maids who were standing in the tent retreated, and for a while only the two of them were left.

She was inexplicably nervous when she saw a shadow appear in front of her. Xiao Junzhan had already walked closer and reached out to untie her cloak, but Wei Hanzhang took three steps back to avoid it. (End of chapter)