MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 87 Who asks for sincerity! (1)

087 who asks who sincerely! (1)

Now, after a year's reunion, he behaves in ways that make her afraid to think carefully. She was afraid to recognize the fact that they passed by happiness because of her pride and persistence.

This is the end, even if he really fell in love with her later? Her identity is destined that they will never have results.

She smiled quietly in his arms, bitter and sad. She said, "I don't regret it." Because she is such a character, even if she repeats it, she will still make the same choice at the time. So, regret will not help.

Zongzheng worry-free is a word-shaped heart. He closed his eyes to cover his remorse and despair. He tightened his arms and laughed silently, saying, "It's good to not regret it."

Without regret, you will not be as painful as him; without regret, it is possible to live a happy life.

My throat was astringent, and there was something stuck there, and I couldn't swallow it.

Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly let go of her and jumped down into the ice pool. The water in the pool penetrated his bones and spread to his waist. He didn't care, bent down and groped for the fan in the water.

Manyu almost wanted to stop him, but she knew how important the fan was.

After Zongzheng picked up the folding fan, he jumped onto the stone bridge and shoved the fan into her hand, "get it, don't drop it anymore." He turned around and said lightly, "You go."

His lips were pale and his lips were pale. At the moment his hands touched, his hands were colder than ice. She raised her hand to untie the white fur belt, put her cloak on him, and then turned to leave.

Zongzheng didn't worry, didn't move, and didn't look back at her, just like when she came, he quietly felt her leaving without saying a word.

The sunlight outside burns the ground, the heat rising from the transpiration, like the fire.

The intersection of ice and fire is separated by the stone door behind him. The ice cannot drop the fire, the fire does not melt the ice, and the ice and fire are tormented by two days. She must live if she wants to survive.

The suffocation hung tightly in my heart, struggling to get on the carriage, leaning against the body, opening his mouth, and the breath that was stuck in his heart couldn't breathe.

She took out the fan and the leaf from her sleeve. On this trip, the fan was not returned, and there was one more thing, but she didn't get what she wanted, and it attracted a sense of mind and doubt.

Back at General's Mansion, Fu Tzu had been waiting for her for an hour in Qingyuan.

When she entered the garden, she saw Fu Zi sitting alone in the dining room from a distance. He was looking at the table full of food in a daze, and there was no one around. The entire Qingyuan Garden was quite unusually quiet.

Man Yan originally wanted to say hello to him before going to bath and change clothes, but he looked at the two things in his hand. Before thinking of Fu Ze, because of the response of the fan, he decided to go to the bedroom to put things down, so as not to Annoy him.

She turned a corner and went to the bedroom, but only walked a short distance, and suddenly heard a loud noise of "然后", then the sound of a crackling bowl crackling, shaking her mind, she I was shocked and hurriedly turned back. At the fork of Xiaocha, I was struck by Fu Fu.

At this time, Fu Zi was full of loss and sorrow. Before the table full of food, he had some hope, some worry, some sourness, some anxiety, his mood was ups and downs, and his mind was mixed.

For the first time, he felt that time was so long, and he was suffering every moment. The composure that had always been proud of him became vulnerable at this moment. He had never tried such a miserable mood, only felt that a heart became cold with the coldness of the food. In the day, she caught up with him when he asked him if he was injured. All the warmth and joy of the cold in this anxiously waiting.

She said she didn't want to be trapped in the garden. He immediately withdrew the guards, thinking about paying more attention to herself. Although hard, he was willing, as long as she liked it.

She wanted to see Zong Zheng without worry, he asked her to go, and did not send anyone to follow up on the investigation, fearing that she would not be happy. Although she went to meet, it was his enemy, and her first man.

He had injuries and didn't even take a break, so he quickly finished his official duties and came here early to wait for her to return. He believed that she was a decent person and that she knew what to do and what to do in her own capacity.

But why? It was almost half a day as soon as she went, it was dark, and she had never returned. She forgot, he said to call her back earlier, and he said he would wait for her to have dinner.

Rather than being angry or lost, it's better to say ... Sad! This is the first time he has experienced, what a sadness!

From childhood to age, he was good at forbearance. Even on the day of the big wedding, she buttoned him with such a big green hat, making him the biggest joke in the entire capital, and he was still able to smile gently in the face of everyone's hidden ridicule Eyes. Does he really care? That's impossible, even if you don't love it, that's what a man can't tolerate, let alone, at that time, she has quietly entered his heart.

He couldn't help but think, what kind of words would she say with Wuzheng worry-free? What would they do together? When they are together, will the hearts with hurt and separation gradually come back to one place? It is no longer possible to leave a little gap to accept him!

Does he think he's crazy? To such a degree for a woman!

He finally couldn't control it, flipped the cold paella that stinged his eyes, and stole the door. But it was unexpected that she stood before him at this moment.

He frowned and looked at the man who stepped a few steps ahead suddenly, his strong breath radiating from his body was exactly like two people in his usual gentleness. She didn't understand something. He was such a deep person that he could never see through. There was no emotion in killing. She even suspected that even if he faced his biggest enemy, he could smile with loyalty and gentleness! But why did he lose his temper today? Was it just because she was back for a while? Isn't that too angry to lift the table? It really doesn't look like him!

She walked in front of him, and glanced at the room where the cup and dish was full of food. He didn't ask him why he lost his temper, but just frowned and asked, "You lifted the table, what shall we eat at night?"

What a simple and ordinary sentence, but in this sentence, the gloomy mood blocked by Fu Zhao's heart suddenly disappeared. Fu Zhao's lips wriggled a few times, and an idiot-like nana asked, "Have you not eaten yet?"

Raising long, thick eyes, he looked at him strangely, taking for granted: "Of course not. Didn't you say that you would wait for me to come back for dinner?"

She said that when she walked into the room, she was in a bad mood at noon, didn't eat anything, and hurt her in the afternoon. Now she was starving at the hearty meals that were knocked down on the ground. She sighed with some depression and regret: "It's a shame, it's all my favorite food."

Fu Zhao stepped forward, and a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind, holding them so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

He seemed to run out of strength throughout his body. He would not let go of her, even though the wound would be torn. He was going to use this profound pain to prove his love, and prove that the meaning of his life was not just hatred. There should always be something left in a person's life, whether it be love or hate. There must always be a little bit of his own, so that he is worthy of the next life.

He had a pain in his chest, and he wanted to raise his hand to open his arm. Fu Zhao looked down and saw what she was holding in her hand, her eyes were frozen, she paused, sighed, but did not say What, just tightening your arms a little more. Chin rubbing her horns and slowly speaking in her ear: "It doesn't matter, let's go to the restaurant outside to eat. All the things you like to eat are ordered. If one table can't fit, we will have more tables. "

It's like a child's tone, or one person wants to pour all his love into another person through one thing, which makes people feel unconsciously warm. Manchan turned his head to look at him, either complaining or blame, and said, "Then you have to let go of me first, otherwise ... you strangled me, order more food, I can't eat it."

Fu Ze listened for a moment, quickly released his arm, took her hand, and laughed. It seemed that she was in a good mood. When she lowered her head, a light kiss fell between her eyebrows, and her eyebrows smiled, "Yes, Madam!"

For a long time, she was the first time to see Fu Zhao showing such an easy-going and very satisfied smile, as if she said a word, the whole world became his. It ’s just going out for a meal, is n’t it?

At that meal, Fu Ze ordered almost all the dishes in the first restaurant in Jingcheng, and set up a full nine tables. She couldn't stop it, and Fu Ze couldn't stop laughing. Do one thing, and you will fulfill me. Just like ... the way I spoil you, or maybe you spoil me once in a while. "

Not immobile, she is also flesh and blood and emotional! Such a fundraiser can't ignore her.

It was very late to return to Fufu. When she was going to bed, she found that Fu Zhao's back was stained with blood, so she ordered someone to take the wound medicine and cloth, and prepared to change his dressing. Just went out to eat and touched the wound again. 2k novel reading network