Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 250: Martial Arts Tournament (1)
"Then lady, you should be my military adviser. Let's go to the competition together in the afternoon." Shangguan Yeli looked at Wanqing affectionately, and held her hand tightly. He discovered her specialness and beauty first, and he was glad that he got her by any means, otherwise, if she really became someone else's wife, he would regret it for the rest of his life, and there was a torn pain on his arm, but he was so painful that he wanted to, Fortunately, she took a bite, otherwise, if she really misunderstood her and ran away in anger, wouldn't he regret dying and reconciling with her?He would rather die, no, he would rather die than be separated from her.

"Well, I will definitely go to see it, but..." Wanqing looked at the bandaged wound on Shangguan Yeli's arm, a trace of blood leaked out of the white gauze, she couldn't help feeling distressed, and lowered her head, Uncomfortably, he asked in a soft voice: "But, there will be a martial arts competition this afternoon, your injury..."

Shangguan Yeli saw that she looked like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong, and she was very different from the high-spirited, confident and free-spirited look when she explained the art of war to him just now. His mood became more and more comfortable and sweet, and he deliberately frowned and hissed softly: "Lady , It’s okay if you don’t say it, but the wound hurts even more.”

As expected, Wanqing eagerly supported his arm, her voice trembling slightly: "Is it still hurting? What should I do? Will it swell up, or...don't compete in the afternoon, if there is such a vicious person, deliberately attack you What about the wound?"

Seeing her heartbroken, sad and guilty look, Shangguan Yeli pulled her into his arms, stretched out his hand and scraped her nose, and said with a smile: "Fool, my husband, I can't bear this little injury, How can I go to the battlefield, how can I protect you, don't be sad, I still want to thank this wound, without it, you can't guarantee it, and you still ignore me now."

Wanqing recalled the previous misunderstanding between the two, her suspicion and distrust of him, she felt more and more ashamed, she leaned into his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Why didn't you make it clear at that time, I thought, you Don't want me anymore, even the old lady said, I want you to make peace with me."

Thinking of the ruthless and indifferent words of the old matriarch, Wanqing felt sad for a while. She thought that in this mansion, only the old matriarch was kind to her and loved her sincerely. However, when facing a family crisis, the old matriarch Still, she chose to give up on her without hesitation. She felt helpless and chilled. At this moment, she really wanted to leave, to leave this indifferent and ruthless Hou Mansion full of conspiracies and schemes forever.

"Unless I die, otherwise, it is impossible for me to reconcile with you, lady, don't care what others say, I forbid you to always think about the word reconciliation." Shangguan Yeli heard from her voice Something was strange, and he panicked for no reason, and hugged her even tighter with one arm. He lost his mother when he was young, and his stepmother was vicious and sinister. It was very hard and tiring, but finding her meant finding his spiritual support and the source of warmth. How could he be willing to lose her?
"But, where is the old matriarch...?" If the old matriarch insists on surrendering himself to the emperor, what should he do?Can Shangguan Yeli survive?In this society where benevolence and filial piety come first, the orders of the elders are the laws. Can he not obey?

"The old lady is with me, lady, please give your husband some trust, trust me, I can handle this matter well!" Shangguan Yeli held up Wanqing's small face, and his deep eyes seemed to look into Wanqing's eyes. bottom of my heart.When his little wife encounters difficulties, she always takes the lead by herself. She rarely hides behind him and seeks protection. Sometimes, he really blames himself. It is his incompetence that makes her feel insecure. Her own carelessness made her always encounter dangers of one kind or another, but how could she really give herself completely to him?That distrust really made him very sad and helpless.

What he said shocked Wanqing a little. She had never faced up to her feelings for him. She only knew that he was her husband and someone she had to spend her whole life with. A passive state, passively marrying him, passively accepting him, accepting his background, his family environment, accepting all the difficulties and dangers caused by him, because it is passive, so she has been carefully protecting her. Holding her own heart, protecting herself in a small hard shell, when there are dangers and difficulties, the first thing she thinks of is not to go to him, not to rely on him, but to try to find a solution by herself, she has been used to this , and never paid attention to her own heart. It was not until Shangguan Yeli mentioned it just now that she realized that in her heart, she had always resisted the world and hadn't truly accepted him in her heart. Carrying it, it was like a conversation between two people in the carriage. If she believed him, how could there be such a misunderstanding?

Wanqing was silent, she was very confused, she didn't know how to answer Shangguan Yeli's words, but her silence made Shangguan Yeli sigh slightly, he didn't say anything more, just hugged her tighter, as if I want to rub her into my body.

The two of them were leaning on each other in the room, when Zhui'er's voice sounded outside: "Fifth Young Mistress, Miss Biao is here, and I want you to go out together."

Wanqing just got out of Shangguan Yeli's arms, tidied up her clothes, and walked out. Ouyang Luoyi was sitting in the main room with tea and talking to Han Nanny: "Mommy, I still have bed gauze over there, but the one on the bed is too thick and airtight.”

The tone was familiar and intimate, and Nanny Han looked at Ouyang Luoyi lovingly, with a respectful attitude and a sense of pampering: "The furnishings in that room were originally based on your childhood preferences, and they are old I have been negligent, over the years, Miss Biao has grown up, her hobbies will naturally change, don't worry, this old slave will go get a good bed and replace it for you."

Ouyang Luoyi smiled brightly when he heard it, and nodded charmingly: "Well, okay, I also changed the bronze mirror and comb on my dressing cabinet, I like to use tortoiseshell combs and silver plate mirrors, you can remember .”

Nanny Han agreed one by one, and put the fresh loquats from Pan Palace on the small table, peeled one carefully, and handed it to Ouyang Luoyi.

Wanqing stood quietly behind the screen and did not come out immediately. In her impression, Nanny Han was very serious and serious, even in front of Shangguan Yeli, she seldom showed her current expression. Ouyang Luoyi's eyes were very gentle and kind, not like looking at a guest of the host's house, but looking at his own child.

(End of this chapter)