Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 21

Only then did the doctor let out a long breath, and tucked the quilt up for the girl. When he turned his head, he saw Murong Fengyuan still sitting where he was. He probably hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"General?" The doctor cupped his hands and said, "Madam's injury has been treated, and the rest is just resting."

Murong Fengyuan nodded, "Mmm", and after a few seconds, he said again: "You go out first, I'll watch her here."

"Yes." The doctor didn't dare to refuse, he hurriedly saluted and retreated, and even helped to close the door behind him.

The room fell silent again.

After a long time, Murong Fengyuan murmured: "You know you are no match for him, but you still insist on going alone. You don't believe me, do you?"

He seemed to be asking Jun Chuyue, and he also seemed to be asking himself.

The deep voice fell slowly, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Jun Chuyue was in a coma and would not answer him.And he couldn't find the answer himself.

Or, maybe he knew the answer, but was afraid to admit it.

Ah.

Thinking of him, Murong Fengyuan, who controlled an army of millions in the Ming Luo Empire, but made a woman so distrustful of him, and this woman was still his wife.

My heart was blocked, and it was also mixed with an indescribable sense of frustration.

Murong Fengyuan involuntarily looked over at the bed again,

The girl is still in a coma, but the injury has been treated, and now she doesn't look as miserable as before. If her face is not too pale, she seems to be asleep.

He vaguely recalled the scene when he first saw her.

He really hated her at that time!
He hates her intervening between him and Yun Yueying, hindering his happiness, so he doesn't like what she does, and thinks everything is her fault, and even has murderous intentions towards her several times, punishing her And without hesitation or mercy.

But when did this feeling start to change?
Murong Fengyuan thought, it seems that the Spring Club started, or maybe even earlier, after that sacrificial dance, when the feeling of hatred became less strong with the passage of time, when he was able to look at her with a normal heart when……

It was only then that he noticed the little things about her.

Such as being calm, such as being self-reliant, such as being wise, and being as careful as a hair, like an independent lotus.

Especially her performance when sorting out the content of this case that day, in the Zichen Palace and in Xixuan, the orderly narration like the gurgling water was even more impressive.

Murong Fengyuan raised his palm, which still had blood stains from when he carried the girl over.

The dry dark red color came into view, and he seemed to understand why he was so angry when he saw her being seriously injured by Han Le, and why he was upset to see her holding hands with other men, talking and laughing——

It turned out that he had unknowingly accepted her, accepted her existence as Murong Fengyuan's wife.

how so!
The man flipped his hands and held his forehead irritably.

He clearly promised that Yinger would only love her alone in this life, how could he be right with Yinger? If Yinger hadn't saved him back then, he would have died on the battlefield long ago, so how could he, Murong Feng? Abyss today?

With this kindness alone, he shouldn't feel sorry for Ying Er in the slightest.

His eyes slid from between his fingers to the unconscious girl again, and the two sword eyebrows couldn't help but furrowed deeply, forming a deep Sichuan character line between the brows.

Jun Chuyue.

What should he do with her...

The murderer was successfully brought down, and after he got rid of a serious problem, the emperor was naturally Longyan Dayue. Early the next morning, he praised Murong Fengyuan in the court hall, and then summoned him into the Zichen Palace after the next court, and asked him what he planned to do On a good day and auspicious day, Yun Yueying was promoted as an equal wife.

Murong Fengyuan opened his mouth.

At this moment, Jun Chuyue's unconscious face appeared in his mind.

The sentence "I am at the mercy of the emperor's arrangement" was swallowed abruptly in an instant, and he said in a deep voice: "This matter is all due to the Holy Maiden's own efforts from the beginning to the end, and the minister is only helping a little, and I dare not take credit for it. The Holy Maiden has not yet woken up. , I also hope that the emperor can give me some time, and I will make a decision after discussing with the saint."

"It should be so." The emperor nodded, "If this is the case, then I will give you one month to discuss it. If you don't reply within one month, it will be regarded as giving up. Does Ai Qing have any objections?"

"I have no objection."

When Murong Fengyuan came out of Zichen Hall, he saw Jun Chuyue standing under the steps at a glance, he couldn't help being startled, and then walked over quickly: "Why are you here?" He said and raised his hand to help her: "Your injury— —”

But the girl took a step back almost instinctively, avoiding his movements.

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

It turned out that her subconscious had already rejected him so much.

Murong Fengyuan suddenly felt as if he had eaten a big mouthful of Coptis chinensis, and it was painful to the heart.

Ah.

I finally understand what it means to be self-inflicted.

He put his hands down almost embarrassingly, and then asked again: "The doctor didn't let you rest, why did you come here, what's the matter?" Except for Yun Yueying, he was not used to speaking in a gentle tone to others, Therefore, his voice was still a bit cold when he opened his mouth.

It also caused Jun Chuyue to think that he was going to hit her again when she saw him raise his hand, and it was only when she heard him ask the second time that she realized——

Is it raining red?
She thought blankly, it didn't rain today, so the sun came out from the west?
She actually heard words of concern for her from Murong Fengyuan's mouth.

It was like a dream!
After a long while, she slowly opened her mouth: "I heard Cheng Weiwei said that the emperor summoned the general in the Zichen Palace, presumably it was for the promotion of Miss Yueying as his wife. Originally, according to the etiquette, I, the wife, had to be present, but there was a temporary meeting in the temple. mission, so I came here and wanted to ask the general, which day is the auspicious date, so as not to delay it."

"The date is undecided." Murong Feng Yuan said in a low voice.

Unknowingly, Jun Chuyue was taken aback again: "What do you mean?"

Murong Fengyuan repeated his reply in the Zichen Palace, and looked down at her: "This matter is all due to you, if you are unwilling, then...don't mention it again."

He knew that he was sorry for Ying Er for saying such words.

But in the face of Jun Chuyue's pale, exhausted and energetic expression, he involuntarily gave her the decision-making power.

Quiet.

The two stood facing each other like this, so quiet that even the sound of the wind flowing seemed to be heard, the time passed by every minute and every second, as if it had been a long time before the girl smiled lightly.

"Then let's not mention it," Jun Chuyue said.

The voice was very soft, but very determined, and it was sent to the man's ears with a hint of indifference.

It may be said that she is intentional, or that she is selfish, but this is indeed the true wish in her heart.

That's right, she hated Yun Yueying.

Even if Murong Fengyuan would be furious because of this, since she was asked to make a decision, she would not say anything against her will, even if she knew that her opinion might not be accepted, even if she instinctively Nerves tense.

However, the expected man's anger did not appear. Murong Fengyuan stared at her, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally he just let out a low "hmm", and then changed the subject: "What mission did the Temple of Sacrifice send you?"

(End of this chapter)