Let me give you all my life

Xuan Jinyan cried and murmured: "How to take care? How to take care?! You promised me to take good care of me for the rest of my life. Now you are married to Axia and have your own children. I am also married Tong Hua'an, became the general's wife! How did you fulfill your promise? You said you don't love me, you hate me, is it easier to hate me than love me? Have you been lying to me? "

Feng Dazhu's body trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

"Raise your head, I don't want you to bow your knees to me like this!" Xuan Jinyan said angrily, her voice raised a little, with the meaning of anger, and she didn't even care about the soldiers who were around.

Feng Dazhu's back was straight, stuck there like a tree pillar, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was pain or despair, his hands were tightly clenched, his nails turned white.

"Tell me!" Xuan Jinyan said desperately, "It's been five years, and I've spent five years keeping my promise. I didn't follow Tong Hua'an until my brother drugged me. I kept five years for you." Nian, I am not afraid, but you are afraid, you refuse to wait, you really let me down!"

Feng Dazhu clenched his lips tightly, and blood flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

"You are too much!" Xuan Jinyan said without hesitation, "Could it be that Axia is so good, better than my feelings for you? Is my brother so terrible, more terrible than you care about me? Now My brother finally gave in. I came here so hard, but I don’t know how to face you. I only feel guilty! You treat me with respect and humbleness! What’s wrong with us?! What’s wrong?”

Feng Dazhu's tears fell, and big ones hit the ground.

"My brother is sorry for you. I will vent my anger on you. He hurt you, so I can hurt him!" Xuan Jinyan cried, stood up from her chair, and walked towards Feng Dazhu who was kneeling on the ground.

Feng Dazhu hurriedly backed away as if frightened, and on his knees, he said in a panic: "Miss spared the slave, but the slave just wants to live in peace, miss don't—"

Xuan Jinyan stopped in a daze, staring at the haggard and old Feng Dazhu, as if staring at a stranger, tears fell like rain, and her body trembled slightly.

"Miss, a slave is just a slave, and I can't match Miss." Feng Dazhu said bluntly, "Over the years, I have figured it out. I can't give you the life you can live. I can't! I can't! I'm just a vulgar person. You can only be a slave, you can only be a slave!"

Xuan Jinyan had tears on her face, but she smiled bitterly, and asked in a murmur, "Have you ever loved me? Have you ever cared about me?"

Feng Dazhu stared at the ground, not daring to look at Xuan Jinyan, the past years flashed before his eyes like lightning, did he ever love Xuan Jinyan?He has asked himself this question several times.

He loves her, loves unconsciously, loves full of adoration, she is the angel in his life, but he dare not love, he always reminds himself to hate her, hating her is better than loving her. Be heartbroken.She begged him like that, let him take her away, she loves him!

It must be true, he thought.However, he still cannot love.

He is a rough man, a disabled man with a broken arm, no ability, fists and feet, and can't read a few words. I still remember that Ah Xia was taken advantage of by General Yan. He wanted to seek justice angrily, but the general asked in disdain like that. Him, ask him why!

yes!Why? !

He is a useless person who can't even keep his wife's innocence. What capital does he have to make the beautiful and lovely Xuan Jinyan fall in love with him? !

"I don't love." Feng Dazhu felt that these two words almost killed him.

Xuan Jinyan smiled wryly, staggered back and sat on the chair, and murmured, "I've been looking forward to it all the way, I've been happy all the way, thinking that I can finally be with you, my brother said this time it's up to me to choose, I think , although I am no longer a clean body, but you will not care. I am rich, we can live a comfortable life, brother will let us live out of the eyes of the world! But, but, still the same answer, you still do not love!"

"A slave is not worthy!" Feng Dazhu said slowly in a hoarse voice.

"Yes. You are not worthy!" Xuan Jinyan stared at Feng Dazhu, gritted his teeth and said, "You are not worthy. I have spent five years caring about it, but you are not worthy! Come and prepare the carriage. I want to go back to Kyoto, now, immediately! Feng Dazhu , you are a slave, but what happened to you today was caused by me, and I will seek justice for you from my brother."

Feng Dazhu knelt on the ground, motionless.

Xuan Jinyan stood up slowly, paused, walked slowly towards the carriage, and said in a weary voice as she walked: "Leave all the valuables on the carriage, so that this servant and his wife can live in peace. Half my life."

The confidant was silent, but took the silver from the carriage and placed it in front of Feng Dazhu.

Hearing the sound of the carriage getting farther and farther away, finally, Feng Dazhu threw himself on the ground and cried out, the sound seemed to come from his chest, his face was covered with mud, and the dust on the ground choked him almost to suffocation.

Xuan Jinyan, you must live well, you must!I live because you are still alive, if you die, I don't even have the strength to die!

I owe you in this life, and I will pay you back in the next life, like an ox or a horse!

However, no matter how much he cried, Feng Dazhu couldn't calm down at all. Suddenly, he slammed into the tea shed with his severed arm until he bled.

The owner of the tea shed had been kicked out a long time ago. In order to make it easier for Xuan Jinyan to talk to Feng Dazhu, the cronies sent by Xuan Jinmo bought the tea shed with money. At this time, Feng Dazhu was the only one here.

It wasn't until he broke the pillar of the tea shed, until his broken arm was bloody and bloody, and until he lost his strength, that he fainted on the ground.

In the distance, Ah Xia was holding the child, standing blankly with tears on her face.

In the early morning, the morning was clear, and it was a rare good weather. The spring was bright and the wind was blowing. The rain from last night had long since disappeared.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice rang in Tong Xiaoye's ear.

Tong Xiaoye was startled, looked at Xuan Jinmo in astonishment, and asked, "When did you come? Didn't you go to the palace last night?"

"Don't you think I live in the palace?" Xuan Jinmo lay lazily beside Tong Xiaoye, playing with Tong Xiaoye's hand carefully, and said casually, "It's a pity that someone wants me not to leave the palace. -"

He turned to Tong Xiaoye, their faces were within a few feet of each other.

"Unfortunately, my heart is here." Xuan Jinmo's voice was like a whisper.

Tong Xiaoye blushed, and was about to avoid it, but was hugged by Xuan Jinmo, "I finally got the chance to hug, how can I let it go."

Tong Xiaoye twisted her body, but she couldn't move away at all, so she had to lean on him.