Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1185 Which girl is not sad.

Chapter 1185 Which girl is not sad.

Jun Zitong laughed angrily at his series of reactions, and it was the first time she laughed since knowing that she was going to Beiming to get married, a little sad and helpless.

She sat in front of the bed and looked worriedly at his hanging legs, her eyes full of worry.

Bai Mosheng's eyes were wide open, ignoring the pain in her body, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

The touch of his fingertips told him that the person in front of him was real, not daydreaming!

These days, he has had such dreams countless times, dreaming that his sister came to see her, dreaming that his sister loves him, dreaming that his sister said to him...

After waking up, only a ray of regret remained.

Now that the person who thinks about it day and night suddenly appears, he is always in a trance and speaks incoherently.

"Sister, don't be sad, I, my leg doesn't hurt at all, although it looks a little serious."

The doctor said that hanging it like this will get better soon, although it looks a bit indecent, he can't help it.

If he had known that his sister would come, even if he could not recover in half a year, he wouldn't hang around like this.

Jun Zitong looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on it.

"Does it hurt?"

Bai Mosheng only felt a numbness spread from his calf to his whole body, his whole body trembled, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

The words that had come to his lips were turned around, and the words were changed in an instant, looking pitiful.

"Yeah, it still hurts."

Jun Zitong stroked her lightly a few times, with a slightly sad voice.

"Is it because of me?"

Bai Mosheng thought of what he said in the ancestral hall before, and thought of the hardships he had suffered these days, he still felt a little wronged, but he didn't regret it at all.

He shook his head, looking at her firmly.

"Sister, don't think too much, it's because I was too naughty and accidentally let go of the golden bird that Dad just bought, and he beat me in a fit of anger.

Actually, Dad didn't do it on purpose, he just wanted to teach me a lesson, but he didn't expect to be too harsh, so, that's it.

But the doctor said, take good care of it, and it will recover in a short time, and it will not become lame. "

Jun Zitong lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face, but felt warm in her heart.

This little fool, who are you fooling by saying this, she is not a brainless fool.

If she couldn't even see through this kind of lie full of loopholes, she would have died in the palace countless times.

Jun Zitong didn't expose him, and slowly turned to look at him, with a slight hesitation in his voice.

"Bai Mosheng, I know what you mean, but I... I'm afraid I can't respond to you..."

Bai Mosheng suddenly heard his name from her mouth, and his heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she called him that, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

Sure enough, the latter sentence struck his head like a thunderbolt, knocking out the original joy.

His face was ashen, and he bit his lower lip to keep himself from crying.

My sister is rejecting him.

My sister came to see him today to say goodbye to him, maybe I will never see him again in this life.

Jun Zitong stared at his face, seeing all his expressions, but in fact, she felt more uncomfortable than him.

Every time he said a decisive word, it was like a knife was pierced in the pit of his heart, bleeding gurglingly.

But there were some things she had to say.

She had already discovered that the boy was a bit stubborn, if she didn't make it clear, he might wait forever.

A beautiful boy like him shouldn't waste his time on her.

He should find someone he likes earlier, a loving husband and wife, a family and a career, and live the rest of his life happily.

"I am the princess of the dynasty, and from the moment I was born, I was doomed to take the path I should take in this life.

What etiquette I should learn when I was young, and who I should marry when I grow up, are not up to me to decide.

For your liking, I am actually happy in my heart, and even had some extravagant thoughts.

Being dependent on and secretly loved by others, to me, are indelible memories in this life, and the only good memories that make people feel happy.

No matter what happens in the future, you will always be in my memory and sealed in the bottom of my heart forever.

Please also keep me in your heart, don’t think about it in the future, find someone who loves you, and live this life happily. "

Speaking of the back, his vision gradually became blurred, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Bai Mosheng's face became paler and paler, and the hand that grabbed the hem of her clothes became tighter and tighter.

He was about to say something, but Jun Zitong blocked his mouth.

She suddenly leaned forward, put her hand on the back of his head and pressed it, deepening the kiss.

Tears mixed with it, a little bit bitter.

After Jun Zitong finished kissing, before he could react, she opened his fingers, pulled back her clothes, and stood up.

"If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be born in the royal family, I just want to be the daughter of an ordinary family, marry an ordinary husband, take care of my husband and teach my children, and live my whole life."

After the words fell, he turned around and left, walking fast, not daring to look back.

Bai Mosheng was still in a daze, staring fixedly at her back, with one hand stretched out on the outside of the bed, drooping weakly.

Until that figure disappeared without a trace, the sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red, and big teardrops rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

He turned around without any love, facing the wall, his thin spine swaying slightly, like a poor little animal.

It wasn't until the whole body became bitterly cold that he slowly withdrew his hand and covered his eyes with a faint voice.

"Sister, without your future, peace and happiness, I will never like anyone else except you..."

Jun Zitong ran out with red eye circles, like a headless chicken.

Bai Yanran's servant girl followed carefully, although she didn't know what happened, but the young lady told her that she would dutifully escort her.

As soon as the two of them walked up the corridor, they saw Dugu Xuejiao approaching from a distance. The little maid seemed to have met a savior, and when she saw her waving at her, she turned and left.

Dugu Xuejiao had already guessed that she would be sad, after all, she couldn't hide her liking for someone, even if Jun Zitong didn't say it, she could tell.

She walked over, hugged him, and stroked his back.

"Cry if you want, it's not something to be ashamed of, which girl doesn't feel sad."

What she said was old-fashioned, like a mother-in-law in her seventies and eighties.

Jun Zitong struggled awkwardly, after all, she was worried that she was in someone else's house, so how could she cry in public.

He was suffocating, almost unable to catch his breath.

Dugu Xuejiao sighed helplessly, immediately picked up the man by the waist, and rushed towards the carriage outside the door quickly.

While running, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion, thanks to her new body now, she can easily hug someone up.

Alas, I must have owed her in my previous life.

As soon as the man was carried into the carriage, the carriage drove slowly, the curtain was closed tightly, and there was a choking sound from inside.

Dugu Xuejiao sat imposingly, with her arms crossed, as if she was staying out of the way.

He only looked down at his crumpled dress from time to time, hesitant to speak on his face.

This skirt is the latest autumn skirt produced by Huayan Embroidery Workshop. Now it is covered with snot and tears, so it is considered useless.

Jun Zitong's handkerchief was already wet with tears, and she threw it aside, but she took her skirt as a way to wipe her tears, and it was very easy to use.

Her eyes were already swollen, red like a pitiful rabbit, and she didn't forget to complain while ruining her skirt.

"It's all because of you. If you were a boy, my mother and concubine would not want to compare with my aunt, nor would my eyes be so high that no one would look down on me.

It's all right now, I'm going to be sent to be married, I don't know what kind of barbarian I'm going to marry, I'm afraid I'll be tortured to death in a few days. "

People sit in carriages, and pots come from the sky.

Dugu Xuejiao sighed faintly, and echoed in a good voice.

"Yes, it's all my fault."

This was the first time she saw Jun Zitong who was so unscrupulous, like a vexatious child.

Mingming was more proud than anyone else in the past, holding a snow-white cat in his arms, speaking and behaving gracefully, as if he had stepped out of a picture of a lady.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have wondered if the person in front of me had been dropped.

Maybe it was the extreme sadness, or the extreme despair, and I couldn't hold back any longer.

Facing Jun Zitong like this, she can still argue with her, and there is no other way but to follow her.

"My concubine wanted me to marry high, wanted me to marry better than you, and then went to show off in front of my aunt, and that's why I've been kept until now.

My aunt gave birth to sons in her first three births. Why did she have a daughter in her fourth birth? Isn’t four sons pretty good?You said it was not your fault. "

This is not something I can say.

Dugu Xuejiao looked up at the roof of the carriage, feeling like she had picked a hot potato.

Thinking about it, she was also driven crazy. If she was not allowed to vent, who knows what would happen.

She patted Jun Zitong on the back, calmly, she was afraid that if she kept choking up like this, she would faint if she couldn't breathe.

"You're right, blame me for being a girl."

The carriage drove slowly, passed through Wanshou Street, and entered the palace gate.

Jun Zitong jumped off the carriage, and returned to her usual indifference and aloofness, with her back straight.

If it weren't for the red corners of her eyes, who would have seen that she was crying a lot just now.

She took two steps, then ran back quickly, and hugged Dugu Xuejiao who was standing there, with a voice as soft as catkins.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the wedding between you and Uncle Seventeen. Before I leave, I will ask someone to deliver the prepared gifts. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years in advance."

After finishing speaking, he turned and entered Yichun Palace.

Dugu Xuejiao watched her figure disappear into the palace wall, feeling a little sad in her heart.

People born in the royal family, regardless of gender, are doomed not to live according to their own wishes.

The former Jun Qingchen was like this, and so was Jun Zitong. They seemed extremely noble, but they were not much better than ordinary people.

Ordinary people envy their fine clothes and food, gold and jade, and they are in the cage of the palace, and they also envy the freedom of ordinary people.

Dugu Xuejiao was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly noticed something, looked around, but found nothing.

There was a chill on the back just now, as if someone was staring at him, that feeling can't be wrong.

She walked out with heavy steps, trying her best to make herself look the same as usual, so she couldn't startle the snake.

But I kept thinking in my heart, who would stare at her in this palace?What is the purpose?
It's easy to hide an open spear, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow. It seems that you have to be more careful when entering the palace in the future.

(End of this chapter)