Eternal Love

  The one hundred and twenty-fifth chapter fights for love (6)

  How long has it been?

Zhao Ziyin didn’t know when Ling Menghan’s tears stopped, but the crystal liquid still remaining on her face reminded him that she stared at the night out of the window in a daze and didn’t know what she was thinking. Maybe Zhao Ziyin knew it and knew Ling Menghan at this moment. Has completely calmed down.

  The night was already very deep, it was time to leave, so Zhao Ziyin got up, and when he took a step, he subconsciously looked at Ling Menghan...

  Actually, according to common sense, the two are husband and wife. It is normal for the husband to spend the night in the wife’s room, but how many people know? The two had never had a room with each other since the day they got married. It has been two years in the blink of an eye. During this period, Zhao Ziyin almost met Ling Menghan’s needs to the greatest extent, and he never even said a word to her. Only Guan Yinyin was the only one; and the reason why Zhao Ziyin treated it this way was because of Zhao Ziheng at first, but it was only at the beginning. Zhao Ziyin knew clearly that before he knew it, he had forgotten that it was the compensation made by Zhao Ziheng, but subconsciously. I did that because I thought it was nice to her.

  Maybe you fell in love with her at that time, right? Zhao Ziyin thought somewhat self-deprecatingly.

   "Why bother? Is it worth it to cling to this for someone who doesn't love yourself?"

  Zhao Ziyin said suddenly, Zhao Ziyin himself was taken aback when the words were spoken, because he heard the voice that he had never seen before her in coldness, and that cold voice also contained a little self-deprecating meaning.

Maybe it was Zhao Ziyin’s sudden words. Ling Menghan slowly turned her head to stare at him. What she cared about was not Zhao Ziyin’s cold tone, but the content of the words; to be honest, Ling Menghan was a little surprised, because this seemed to be Zhao Ziyin’s first time. She had never concealed her feelings for Zhao Ziheng when she said such explicit words to her. She believed that Zhao Ziyin also knew this, but at most it was only a side talk, but she had never been so explicit.

  "Don’t say that it is impossible for him to fall in love with you. You are already my wife. From the day you marry me, you should realize that it is impossible for you and him."

  Zhao Ziyin’s tone was very cold, and the cold was almost without a trace of temperature. Even Zhao Ziyin himself was frightened by this inexplicable cold tone and the faintly suppressed anger in his heart. Why was he suddenly so annoyed? Zhao Ziyin couldn't help thinking, but before he thought of the reason, his voice sounded again: "Don't forget, this time you Han took the initiative to attack Zhou, you, as a princess of Han, should know your position, and don’t forget. Your purpose of coming to the Kingdom of Zhao from the beginning, but according to the treaty, the interests of the Kingdom of Zhou must be the priority of the Kingdom of Zhao. No matter whether you know it or how much you know, your position as a princess of the Han Kingdom is still there. You should have been Was imprisoned, but the emperor refused, perhaps because of his debt to you; he has always done things for his own private and private matters, even if he is only for his own private, perhaps because of this, he will tolerate all matters related to feelings, including you, So you don’t have illusions about him anymore; if you want to hate, you hate yourself for being born in an emperor’s house, hate your status as a princess of another country, and you can hate me for any reason, but you are not qualified to hate him, because the world is under heaven. Only one person is qualified, but she is dead."

Zhao Ziyin’s words were cruel and realistic. Ling Menghan felt that under those calm eyes, his soul was seen very thoroughly, and a certain corner of his heart seemed to be peeled off mercilessly, making that not at all unforgiving. The well-known place was completely exposed, and Ling Menghan discovered that Zhao Ziyin also had such a cruel side; and what Zhao Ziyin meant could not be more obvious. As for the last'she', Ling Menghan was a little ignorant, she was not sure what she was. Is the guessing person correct, but why is that person OK?

At this time, Ling Menghan was completely calm and sensible. From the beginning to the end, Ling Menghan had the intelligence that matched her beauty, but she didn’t want to show it, or she deliberately closed it off, so when was her sensibility? Is it revealed again? Ling Menghan had never noticed it.

   "You are not her, so you are not qualified, and you don't know him, so let alone want to enter his heart, you will never have this possibility, even a little bit."

If the previous Zhao Ziyin is still sensible, then this moment is completely and completely ruthless, maybe there was some restraint before, then this moment is a cruel and cruel injury, completely disregarding how much and how much it will bring to Ling Menghan He said that he was hurting a lot, and he seemed to have become another person who was completely different from the usual.

However, despite all these cruel and cruel, even ruthless words, Ling Menghan actually smiled. She responded to all these harsh and ruthless words with a smile; on weekdays, Zhao Ziyin had never seen Ling Menghan smile in front of her. , Even if it was a mockery or a wry smile, she smiled at this moment. He was stunned, and he recovered from this smile. He fixedly looked at Ling Meng, as if that smile was just a smile. Illusion, but it was real. Under this real smile, Zhao Ziyin's cold shell quickly peeled off and turned back to his usual self.

"how about you?"

  Ling Menghan asked with a smile. This simple question made Zhao Ziyin stunned and never recovered.