Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 162 After all, everything she says is right

After Qian Ye left, everyone in the inn didn't come back to their senses for a long time. It had long been rumored that the young master of the Qian family was an evil and ruthless person, but no one had ever seen his true face, and if no one had seen his Ruthless, but now it appears here like a dream, and what he did just now, the look in his eyes and the tone of his speech are enough to tell everyone that he is by no means a soft-hearted person.

Some things, even if everyone knows it well, they dare not say it, just like that person was standing in the attic and talking, while they were sitting, they just felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and then they opened their eyes and saw Qian Ye Standing there, one can imagine the speed.

Sometimes, those who look fierce are not necessarily vicious. What is often frightening is the unknown. Qian Ye is the unknown. I don’t know what kind of temperament he is, and how cruel he is. Everyone is guessing , if the boy hadn't come just now, would the person who told the story be killed by him?
After a long time, Qian Ye's last look at her still echoed in front of Hualou, and the last meeting was still vivid in her memory. She couldn't believe that he didn't recognize her this time, but why did he just leave like this?
That touch of red is too coquettish, like the color of blood stained red. About witchcraft and witchcraft, Hualou doesn't know much about it, because witchcraft has been banned in Xiliang many years ago, and it has been a long time since she I have never heard of this word, let alone seen witchcraft.

Afterwards, those sitting in the hall stopped discussing whether Qianye would kill someone or not, no one would take his own life as a joke.

Hua Lou regained consciousness in a trance, Donghua's face was gloomy.

Hualou looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "I used to always want to ask, to know about her affairs, so that I could make some plans."

"Her matter, after a few days, the matter in the imperial capital calms down, let's help her." Donghua said slowly.

After listening to Donghua's words, Hualou slowly fell into silence. What was she thinking?Maybe it was thinking why Qianji didn't use Donghua's forces to take revenge for so many years?Hua Lou didn't know what she was thinking, but she was happy in Donghua's house all these years?Hualou actually thought of this.

"What are you thinking?" Donghua asked.

Hualou frowned slightly: "I was thinking that if you didn't have me in your heart, she would be much happier."

Donghua frowned and smiled slightly: "When I took her away, I just felt that there was your shadow on her body. She was very silent, and she learned every bit of you seriously."

At this moment, Hualou didn't know what to use to describe his mood. Now she survived in Qianji's body, but Qianji died because of her. After all, is she also a murderer?

And she looked at Donghua quietly, his brows were tightly frowned, it seemed that everything showed Donghua's persistence to her, sometimes, when she looked in the mirror, she would feel silly I can't tell the difference, but such a Qianji and Donghua get along day and night, and Donghua has been able to stick to it until now. Hualou owes Donghua, and she owes Qianji, so Qianji's affairs are also her affairs. When she calms down a bit, she will go back to Qianjia.

Now that Qianji has left, those grievances should also be settled.

Then after dinner, Hualou and Donghua also returned to the house. After taking a hot bath, Hualou lay on the bed. Donghua came over after washing, Hualou lay down, Looking at Donghua's naked upper body, she always has a sense of sight that she is about to commit a crime.

Besides, she also felt that she was ashamed and spineless. Looking at Donghua's body, she would gradually feel blushing and shy away, but the more she dodged, the more she wanted to look.

Donghua walked over slowly, because of the hot water, Hua Lou always felt that Donghua's complexion was particularly good-looking, she stared blankly, and Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.

"Are you satisfied?" Donghua looked at her and asked.

"I think I have a good eye." Hua Lou smiled slightly with his lips curled up.

Donghua also smiled, and lay down beside her slowly, perhaps because of what happened during the dinner just now, even if Hualou and Donghua were in the mood, they would be disturbed by that incident, just like It was Hualou, and she felt that she was sorry for Qianji and owed Donghua a lot.

She is not a person who can hide things in front of those she depends on, so when she thought about it, she said: "Donghua, I seem to owe you too much, and I can't pay it all in this lifetime."

However, Donghua doesn't like to hear Hualou say that she owes him. After she owes him, many things will be different. Sometimes Donghua will feel that Hualou doesn't really love him, but because she feels that she owes him too much, so Just use these to make up, he doesn't want her to make up, but her heart, but her heart is wrapped by too many past events, sometimes he can't see the true color.

"Shen Hualou, I don't want to hear you say you owe me anything." Donghua's voice was cold and decisive, Hualou smiled bitterly, looked back at him slowly and said: "But what I said is the truth, Donghua , in this world, I owe you as well as Qianji, I really don’t know how Qianye will react when he finds out that I am not Qianji, but he is his beloved.”

Donghua also stared at Hualou closely, as if he wanted to see something strange from her eyes, but after a long time, Hualou's eyes remained the same, as if nothing had changed.

"Hualou, Qianji's matter has nothing to do with you. The debt is a matter between me and her. I have saved her life, and she has feelings for me. If you want to say that you owe it, it should be me." With her." After Donghua finished speaking, Hualou's expression changed slightly.

"But I hope that I owe her, and I don't hope that you owe her." When Hua Lou said this, she felt incredible to herself, what happened to her to feel this way.

Donghua looked into her eyes: "You don't want me to get involved with her again?"

Hua Lou curled his lips slightly, and smiled helplessly: "Me and her, and you and her, can you still tell who is who?"

Donghua also smiled faintly when he heard it, and then Donghua frowned, and said, "Could the resurrected person be her?"

"No." Hua Lou replied firmly.

Donghua frowned at her and asked, "Do you already know who she is?"

"Actually, it's almost inseparable." Hualou watched Donghua reply slowly, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth: "But as long as she doesn't do anything to me, I will let her live with Donghe. Until the day the gates of hell are opened."

Speaking of Donghe, talking about Zixiang, Hualou's thoughts seemed to be slightly involved, Donghua gently put his arms around her shoulders: "If you used to be familiar with someone by your side, then I already know that she is Who is it?"

"Forget it, maybe these are all predestined, thinking that she didn't do anything to apologize to me before she was alive, but I was the one who got her involved." Hualou said lightly, as if she really didn't take this matter to heart, But judging by the current situation, Zixiang may not really not oppose her. There are many things that happen to her, who knows.

"Then after we go to the Five Buddha Temple, we return to the imperial capital to settle the matters that need to be resolved. Let's go to Wuchi together."

"Okay." Hualou replied softly.

She leaned against Donghua's chest, and breathed on Donghua's chest vaguely, his body reacted, looking down at Hualou's snow-white shoulders, her exquisite curves slowly emerged in mind.

Thinking about it, he hugged her hand tightly, and the two of them were so close that it seemed that Hualou could hear Donghua's heartbeat.

"Painting building, painting building" he whispered.

"En." Hua Lou heard his voice and replied slowly.

After answering, Donghua fell silent, so she said in a deep voice, "Why don't I tell you a story."

"What story?" Donghua asked.

"A story of an old monk and a young monk."

Donghua thought it was some kind of strange story, he had never heard of Hualou telling stories before, so he said, "Tell me, I'll listen."

I just heard the painting building say like chanting scriptures: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple. One day, the young monk said to the old monk, Master, tell me a story, old man." The monk thought for a while and said, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple."

After Hualou finished speaking, Donghua looked at Hualou calmly and asked, "What kind of story is this?"

"A sad story." After Hualou looked at Donghua and finished speaking, he suddenly laughed.

".Shen Hualou." Donghua looked at her steadfastly, bit her earlobe and whispered: "You are playing with fire. This king is not an old monk, nor are you a young monk."

Hualou looked up without fear of death and said, "I don't understand what the lord said." When she said this, Donghua's eyes were no longer on her face, but she was looking up at her neck, That piece of snow-white was just exposed in front of his eyes, but the painting building didn't realize it.

Donghua only felt a tightness in his lower body, and then the magic palm covered him. Hualou looked down and took a deep breath. Can he still have a pleasant chat?
"Donghua, what are you doing?" Hualou looked into his eyes and asked.

But Donghua said with an innocent face: "What, I didn't do anything."

Hualou glared at him, then reached out to grab his hand, but Donghua grabbed it instantly with one hand, turned over, and was crushed under him.

He whispered in her ear: "What should I do, with you by my side, this king seems to be out of control at all."

"You are fallen, I want to stay away from you." Hua Lou looked at him and replied.

But when Hualou was talking, his hands pinched her exquisite body lightly and heavily, and Hualou's whole body was itchy all of a sudden, Donghua said with a smirk: "How could I let you stay away from me?" point."

"Donghua, we have to hurry tomorrow." Hualou tried to stop Donghua while she was still awake, but her words came out with small groans.

He looked at Hualou with peach blossoms in his eyes and said, "Have you ever heard why women have X?" There was nothing good to say, so Hualou gritted his teeth and said softly, "It's because it fits the man's palm!"

"Nonsense!" Hualou opened his mouth to hear his nonsensical hooliganism.

Unexpectedly, Donghua replied even more viciously: "Otherwise, why is your size just right for my hand?"

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At that moment, Hualou's heart collapsed, and she was speechless.

Every time, Hualou feels that there can be no beginning. As long as it starts, Donghua will not let her go easily. Sometimes Hualou doesn't know what happened. She never thought about these things in the past. She wouldn't have thought of it if she was sharing the same bed, but now as long as Donghua came on the bed, she had to be more cautious, but usually it was useless.

Donghua looked at Hualou's dazed eyes, frowned slightly, and decided to punish her. Every time she was in a daze at this time, what was she thinking.

Hualou was pulled back to her senses by a sharp pain, and after a scream, she shouted sharply: "Donghua!"

"Yeah." Donghua looked at her and replied calmly.

Hualou looked at Donghua slowly, he seemed to be angry, Hualou just felt baffled.

She frowned and looked at Donghua. She bit her lip and didn't look at Donghua's angry face. At that moment, Donghua really felt stupid, and it was obvious that Hualou was also angry.

He didn't dare to move any more, he just looked at her quietly, and as he watched, he saw the tears in Hualou's eyes, but she didn't speak or cry, just looked at Dongfang calmly like this. Hua, that look in his eyes made Donghua feel scared, and he suddenly became scared, with a panic in his heart.

"I'm sorry," Donghua looked at her and said softly.

Hualou's tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes at that moment, it wasn't because she was hypocritical, it was because she recalled that night in a trance at that moment just now, as if it was a nightmare, she would not go every time she was with Donghua It's hard to think about it, because he feels lonely every time she feels.

Gradually, despair appeared in her eyes, and when her lower abdomen hurt, she thought of the child, and it seemed that some things were all connected by a thread, and it was out of control.

Looking at Donghua again, she didn't know what kind of eyes it was, but she saw panic in Donghua's eyes.

"Hualou, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Such a humble tone from Donghua's mouth made people feel so sad that they wanted to cry, and Hualou slowly curled up his legs, and the whole person shrank into a In a ball, tears slowly rolled down from the corners of the eyes, and it made people feel so distressed that they didn't know what to say.

Donghua reached out to wipe her tears, Hualou turned his head slightly and then staggered away, his hand just stopped there.

"I'm sorry, Hualou, don't cry, I won't, I won't." He spoke incoherently, but Hualou burst into tears.

Donghua hugged her tightly from behind and held her in his arms, he whispered in her ear: "I just wanted to joke with you, I didn't think it would really hurt you, Hualou, I don't miss you Thinking of him, I don’t want you to still miss him at this time, every time you are in a daze, you are thinking of him in the past? Hualou, I’m sorry”

Hearing the helplessness in his words, Hua Lou couldn't breathe because of the pain in his heart, maybe they all felt too insecure.

And some past events lingered in her heart, as if they would never disappear, and Hualou couldn't adjust her emotions. After a while, she slowly said: "I'm fine, it's just that it hurts too much, go to bed early."

Afterwards, Hualou did not speak, neither did Donghua. The two closed their eyes, but neither of them fell asleep. Until it was almost dawn, Hualou slowly turned over and looked at Donghua's face, and the words were helpless. Said: "Donghua, I'm afraid of pain. I always feel like I'm dragging the dead child. It hurts so much that I can't breathe."

After she finished speaking, she didn't speak again, but Donghua listened with bated breath, feeling extremely guilty in his heart. He forgot, forgot that she had lost a child, forgot that she actually had a demon, and forgot that she was actually the one who would be his at any time. The one who can't be punished, he really deserves to die.

One night passed like this. Donghua was already up when Hualou got up in the morning. Seeing her wake up, he stood aside and said, "Wake up, I brought breakfast, come down to wash and eat breakfast."

Hualou looked up at him, there was still a hint of guilt in his eyes, Hualou wanted to say something, but he heard him say: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Hualou looked at him and replied.

After finishing speaking, Hualou slowly got down from the bed and went to wash up. After washing, the two of them sat at the same table and had breakfast. Hualou didn't talk much, neither did Donghua. It's the same as in the cold war, it's not like the cold war, and there is no quarrel, but just like this, the two of them became quiet and distanced.

Donghua said that after breakfast, they will set off, and it is estimated that they will be able to reach Wufo Temple in the evening.

Along the way, Hualou sat quietly, and Donghua also sat quietly, Hualou didn't talk with laughter, Donghua didn't move his arms and legs, and didn't let her go.

When we arrived at Wufo Temple, it happened to be in the evening, the sun was shining, and there was still a long way to the bottom of Wufo Temple, and we had to walk up. After getting off the carriage, the two walked up like this. After walking for a while, the painting building was tired. She looked at Donghua and didn't have the courage to say that she was tired. Donghua saw her blushing, and slowly squatted down in front of her: "Come up."

"I'm not tired, I can walk by myself." Hualou looked at him and said.

Donghua frowned slightly: "Can I really go?"

"I can really walk."

"Well, let's go." Donghua said, and slowly got up and walked forward. Looking at his back, he bit his lip and walked up. There are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. Looking at Donghua who was walking in front, he pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, Donghua didn't say anything,
He walked a little bit ahead, watching her walk up step by step, her tight thin lips, and her aggrieved eyes, Donghua felt very distressed, so he walked very slowly, not talking to her Walking together without staying away from her, let her walk while watching his back, playing petty temper if you want to carry her?

There are also many people who go to Wufo Temple. There are many young couples who also go to the temple. Those who can’t walk walk hand in hand, and some walk behind their backs. She and Donghua, one in front and one in back, don’t look like each other at all. Go and seek a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Looking at the high temple, it is really far away.

Hualou felt aggrieved as she walked, but Donghua didn't even turn her head. She bit her lip and retreated in her heart. Why are they going to the temple like this? Why don't they go, she thought about it She just stood where she was, and Donghua was still walking up step by step, and she didn't notice that she was standing still.

After standing alone and pondering for a while, she turned around slowly and walked down, but Donghua stopped her before she stepped on the next step.

"what are you doing?"

Hualou pursed her lips and said, "Why don't we go back."

Donghua frowned slightly: "Where are you going? Down the mountain? Or the imperial capital?"

"Just go back, not go."

Donghua frowned tightly: "Then where are you going back?"

"Go back to the imperial capital, I can go back wherever I want." She was about to leave angrily, but Donghua just stood there and stopped her.

"You're angry." Donghua said calmly.

Hualou looked at the calm expression in his eyes, it seemed that it was all her own fault, everything was wrong, Hualou felt a little awkward in her heart, she didn't know where such little emotions came from, she hadn't seen him for a long time would be so angry, but looking at Donghua she would
"I'm not angry."

"Then why are you turning around?"

Just at this time, a few people came up from behind, all of them looked affectionate and loving. Hualou's eyes were meticulous, and there was no mistake. She suddenly burst into tears, and then looked at Donghua's teary eyes. The mother-in-law said: "You have a little one, you don't love me anymore, you agreed to promise me something, you feel tired now and you don't want to leave, if you don't want to come, why did you promise me to come?"

As soon as her words came out, Donghua was stunned. It was because the people around you all looked at them sideways. Those who were older, seeing that they were still a young couple, someone said: "Since you have agreed to The lady is here, young man, girls can walk on this road, but you can’t walk on it.”

Donghua stood there, not knowing where to put his eyes.

Then someone said: "That's right, let's talk about it, a man must keep his word."

Hualou rubbed his eyes, looked up at Donghua and said, "If you don't want to go, then let's go."

Donghua: "."

Seeing that Donghua didn't answer, Hualou said again: "If you still go, then you will carry me on your back."

Donghua: "."

Under the eyes of everyone, Donghua squatted down without saying a word, Hualou lay on his back, and after walking for a while, she slowly said: "If you still bully me next time, I will say you owe me money on the street." If you don’t pay your debts, you still hide from me.”

"." Donghua was speechless, but smiled helplessly and indulgently. After all, everything she said was right.

(End of this chapter)