My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 1161 1171 Let's go back to Shaoqing Mansion.

A cold sentence, like an ice pick, when He Lanting said it, his heart was trembling, and he was a little scared.

He was very contradictory, he didn't want her to see his embarrassing side, and he was not willing to let her go. If she also left, what was left of him?

But his pride doesn't allow it, if she sees the ugly half of his body, he will scare her away.

After all, the wound felt disgusting to him even looking at it, and sometimes he even wondered why he was still alive, why he might as well hack it to death.

But that little woman didn't seem to hear anything, didn't care about anything, she was as stubborn as a pine tree in the snow, no matter what winds from east to west, north and south, she couldn't stop breaking her body.

She vaguely remembered that when she opened her clothes, her hands were obviously shaking badly, yet she had to put on a calm expression.

At that time, his wound hadn't healed yet, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't move. He wanted to push her away, but he couldn't move a finger. He could only watch her help him.

For the first time in his life, He Lanting experienced what life is better than death, what is involuntary, he seemed to give up, lying on the bed, stretched out like a dead fish, and accepted what she did.

Slowly, he became familiar with her hands, and gently wiped her body, as if he was her treasure, and it was the first time in his life that he felt being cared for.

In fact, he once thought that when he married a daughter-in-law in the future, someone would greet him with greetings.

But he never dreamed that the gentle and virtuous wife in his fantasy was actually his younger brother and sister. The taboo of incest hit his mind. At the beginning, he struggled with pain and couldn't sleep at night, but later he let it go.

A useless person, what else does he want to ask for, what else does he want to fight for.

He began to give up on himself and wanted to get her away, because he didn't want to delay her, she was still so young, and she shouldn't be a rough girl by his side.

But after he scolded him so many times and found fault with him countless times, she was still so unmoved.

He Lanting lay on the bed in despair, looking at that figure, the corners of his eyes were moist, that's all, he accepted his fate.

After Chen Xiuzhen finished picking up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, she took a peek at him again. Seeing that he stopped yelling at herself, she felt a little happy, and hurried out.

Not long after, he came in with a bowl of black medicinal juice, first put it on the table in front of the bed, then picked up a pillow and put it behind him, and then began to feed the medicine.

I thought he would lose his temper again, and he wouldn't be safe if he didn't throw three or five bowls, but today he behaved so well that people were afraid.

Weird!
While feeding him the medicine, Chen Xiuzhen secretly observed his expression, guessing what he was thinking in her heart. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Could it be that he wants to commit suicide?
With this thought, Chen Xiuzhen's hands trembled unknowingly, and the black medicinal juice fell on He Lanting's neck, which was very conspicuous.

She came back to her senses and hurriedly wiped it for him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

He Lanting didn't look at her, but looked up at the curtain, and after a long time, he opened his mouth.

"Let's go back to Shaoqing's Mansion."

With a bang, the medicine bowl in Chen Xiuzhen's hand fell to the ground and shattered into many pieces. The black medicine juice spread on the floor, like flowers blooming from despair.

He said "we", not "I". Is he finally going to take her back to Shaoqing's mansion?He didn't abandon her, and he didn't drive her away again.

Everything happened so suddenly, Chen Xiuzhen's heart ached, tears kept falling like beads with a broken string, and after holding back for a long time, she only uttered one word with a strong nasal sound.

"it is good."

Warm fingertips brushed gently across the corners of her eyes, as if a dragonfly had touched water, Chen Xiuzhen froze her body, and saw a long-lost light from the abyss.

She really wanted to grab that hand, press it on her face and gently stroke it, but she restrained herself, her eyes drooped down, only her red ears were burning hot.

In one corner of the room, there is a gold-plated copper incense burner with embossed peach patterns, which intoxicates the air with a faint fragrance.

(End of this chapter)