MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 63 Do not reunite for a long time, who is still in love? (4)

063 Do not reunite for a long time, who is still in love? (4)

He tickled his lips and laughed so much. "My king just feels too boring. I want to see what kind of life the man you choose can give you? Without me, you can stay away from use and harm?"

There was a tremor in Man's heart, he was alluding to Fu Fu also using her, he was reminding her that she had no one who really treated her at all, and lived a ridiculous life.

Without him, others see her as a chess piece.

She suffocated, but grinned hard. She smiled extremely brightly, dimmed the moonlight, swallowed her throat, and I didn't know what it was like. "I saw it from the king? The general treated me Very good, he gave me the life I wanted. At least ... I haven't regretted my choice at the moment. It is you, I should say congratulations. Today's famous ladies gather together, and the banquet is worthy of the name. You can get what you want, and choose good people. "

Her voice was calm, and every sentence sounded insincere.

He sneered silently, he chose the concubine, and she smiled congratulations, but she was so indifferent.

It is not difficult to forget one person and fall in love with another person. Is it really difficult? When she said this, could she feel awkward in her heart? If she can forget the past cleanly and thoroughly, what is the reason for so much loneliness and desolation hidden in the corners of her eyes and brows?

In that year, he often heard that they had never been in the same room. I remember clearly that she had said that she could not be together without feelings.

He thought she couldn't forget him.

But when he was looking forward to it, he brought her favorite litchi day and night to her on the first night when he returned to Beijing, and he got the news that they were in the same room. What does this mean? On behalf of her acceptance of Fu Zhao, on behalf of her feelings for Fu Zhao. If she is such a clever woman, if she doesn't want to, who can barely win her?

Maybe it's because their time is too short. Maybe it's because they haven't talked enough. Otherwise, why can he remember every word she said so clearly?

Fly came, dragged her by the body, and in a blink of an eye, fell into the arms of the person who missed him, the familiar miss came flooding, instantly drowning his pride and reason.

He wanted to call her "Aman", the name of the haunting heart, as soft as ever.

He wanted to ask her, is Fu Ze treating you sincerely? Such a day is really what you want? You really don't care about choosing a concubine?

He wanted to say that it is not difficult to forget one person and fall in love with another. That's because love is not deep enough.

After all, these words were not suitable for him. Even if he thought about it, he couldn't say anything. Even the "Aman" was stuck in his throat, like a long thorn.

The unpredictable hug made Man Man completely deadlocked. Seen in a year, his behavior is still so unexpected. For a while, it was indifferent, like a stranger; for a while, it was cold and ruthless, and it was hurt to speak without hurting; for a while, it hugged tightly, as if hugging the most important person in his life.

Which one is the real him? She can't tell the difference.

Such a familiar embrace, such a familiar atmosphere, when there was no one in the middle of the night, it was not that I had never thought about it, but it was always suppressed by that deep pain.

If it hadn't been used, or if the truth had been revealed, he hadn't been so indifferent and hurtful, then everything would have been different?

If they have been in love, what kind of happiness will they be now?

There is no hypothesis and no if, the use and the harm are real.

"Have your Royal Highness, please let me go." When she was struggling, she said, her voice was cold and indifferent, and she could not hear the slightest emotion.

Zong Zheng's heart was suffocated, and Huai Zhongjiao's body was thinner and thinner than before, making people want to feel sorry.

"His Royal Highness, such behavior is not appropriate." Knowing that the thing he most disliked was his identity, she still couldn't help reminding him.

Zongzheng hugged her tightly without worrying, without saying a word, she seemed to want to release all her misses of this year through such a hug and directly inject it into the heart of the woman in her arms.

Time is changing, time is changing, status is changing, her heart may not be the same again, only he is still standing in the same place, staying in that dark room, getting deeper and deeper. When did you start to understand that you were already stuck in the mud when you were using it? He forgot.

"Aman." He finally called out, and his slightly magnetic voice seemed to pierce the tunnel of time, and returned to the beginning, shaking the most fragile string in her heart.

The evening wind blew, causing the white lotus in the lake to tremble lightly. The petals that bloomed to the extreme seemed to be nostalgic for the freshness of the wind. They wanted to go with it, but they were unable to fall due to chasing the wind. Losing itself also shattered the silvery moonlight reflection. Following the current, it has been its destiny since then.

Every act of this man, every word and every act, even a piece of news about him, can easily disturb her heart lake and awaken her buried memories.

This is not what she wants. Those memories she did not want to remember.

She closed her eyes for a while, secretly gathered her inner strength, and shoved away the man holding her.

That power was too heavy, Zong Zheng had no worries, but the two were separated, and each stepped back a few steps.

The wound on her left shoulder could not be cured. With this capacity, the wound was torn and the pain was in the bone. She took six steps and failed to stabilize her body.

"Rongle be careful!"

Behind her was a gentle and tense caring voice, and she fell into a warm embrace.

Such a voice, no need to look back, she also knows who it is.

When Fu Zhao arrived, she was unaware! Looking up, Zong Zheng's worry-free eyes were equally astonished, and then he sank into the water. She was startled in her heart, and she didn't even know Zongzheng was worried? Is Fu Rao's skill too high, or is their heart so chaotic that they lose perception of their surroundings?

Fu Zhu held her waist in one hand, and led her into her arms without any trace.

That gentle and natural movement looked like flowing water as if it had been done countless times.

The shadow of the moon casts a shadow. The complex look of him standing in the darkness outside the gate of the garden is covered by the shadow cast by the dense eyelashes. Only the usual gentleness remains.

What kind of reaction should a man see when his wife is hugged by another man? It's about dignity, and love or not is another matter. Not to mention that in the age of patriarchal supremacy, even in the 21st century, it is impossible to argue with such things. Frown frowning, not intending to explain anything.

Fu Zhu embraced his unnamed wife, neither angry nor accused. Although her face was calm and calm, her chest was suddenly undulating and panting, knowing that she was in chaos because of Zong Zheng's worry-free mood, and he couldn't help feeling restless, like the weather in June.

Aman? Why would Zongzheng Wuyou call her like this? Where does this name come from?

There are too many things between them that he doesn't understand, and too many memories that he can't get involved with. He spent a year with the most tender feelings, still not as good as the short ten days between them. Weight.

Fu Tu quietly calmed down the strange emotions that should not have occurred in his heart, and clinged to her unconsciously.

"Are you all right?" He interrogated softly, without half resentment.

She stunned for a while, and was too tight by Fu Zhu, she couldn't even breathe. Frowning lightly, looking up, seeing that his mild eyes had a faint gloomy color, she slightly stumbled. This kind of embracing everything like Fu Zhao was beyond her expectation.

"Worried the general." She smiled a little, apologizing.

Zongzheng was so cold that her heart was cold and cold. She pushed him away in such an anxiety, like a poisonous snake and a beast, but stayed quietly in Fu's arms, naturally she smiled naturally.

In the end, they are husband and wife. The year-long relationship has already passed between them for only a few ten days.

Zong Zheng looked away without worrying, his throat moved and his heart was bitter.

The night was so strong, but he couldn't hide the gloom in his eyes.

Fu Zhao took a glance at the corner of his eye and looked at the man who seemed indifferent ten steps away. His mouth was slightly raised, and he could see nothing but mild. He loosened his arms and let go of the woman in his arms. "It's windy here, and your hair is all messed up."

It's unnatural to don't start, and you haven't raised your hand yet, and Fu Shu said, "Let me come."

Make a shred of her forehead hair, and gently twist it around the delicate bun between the hairs. He was familiar with movements, and he didn't know that he thought he would burst out for her every day. In fact, she rarely burst out unless she went out with him for some formal occasions.

"Okay." Fu Cai's voice sounded so tender and affectionate, as if doing even the most trivial thing for her was a huge happiness to him. His smile was a little glaring.

With his lips pursed and his eyes set aside, the man in a sturdy figure not far away, Xiao Suoguqing, coldly condensed the corners of his eyes, and his evil eyes were drooping.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the black satin shoes in front of her, and unconsciously pulled back a little. Raise your hand and cover your left shoulder, take a breath, the wound seems to be cracking, there is a slight wetness, but fortunately the bandage is strong before leaving. 2k novel reading network