Su Jingyang was stunned when he heard the words, "I..." He never lied to Lingli about this matter, so what if lying made him feel at ease for a while? If he really wants to leave in the future, it will only make Lingli more sad.
Su Jingyang sighed, and confessed to Lingli the reason for marrying Rong Ci.
Ling Li just kept staring at him and listened without blinking, his throat was painfully blocked by a cloud of hot air.
After Su Jingyang finished speaking, seeing Lingli staring at him blankly, he raised his hand to touch his face, and said warmly: "Ah, I'm sorry to leave. I haven't finished the task yet, so I won't leave."
Ling Li pursed his lips and finally smiled with tears in his eyes, his voice pretending to be relaxed sounded so difficult: "Okay, I see, anyway, if you marry here, I will be here, where am I? Neither, in short, in short, if you want to go, I will never stop you, I just want to be with you all the time in the end, that's enough, really."
"A Li." Su Jingyang wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, a little sad, but also a little self-blame, "I... am I too heartless?"
Lingli shook his head vigorously, "Why do you think so? It's just that I miss you so much. It's normal for you to want to go home, and your family must be very worried about you."
family? He has no family, Su Jingyang thought to himself, he was actually single when he returned to the original world, but he just wanted to go back, leave this place that didn't belong to him at all, and escape the control of the system.
He felt that he was completely right, but every time he was here in Lingli, he always felt that he had become a cruel bad guy.
Seeing that Su Jingyang stopped answering the conversation and began to be lost in thought, Lingli took back his hand little by little, clasped his hands tightly, and lowered his eyes to cover the heavy thoughts in his eyes.
Su Jingyang proposed to sleep with Lingli and Axuan that night, Lingli hugged Axuan in his arms, hesitantly looked at the speech sitting beside him, "Jingyang, I think it's still..."
Rong Ci interrupted him: "Let's sleep together, you're here, it's rare that he's in better spirits."
Su Jingyang glanced at Rong Ci secretly with his eyes, Rong Ci couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, and said, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"
Su Jingyang hissed, and said to him with a very serious expression: "I think you should despise me once in a while, otherwise, I'm not right."
Rong Ci was speechless for a moment, then finally stared at him and said, "You are really..."
Su Jingyang snorted, of course he was joking, put down the teacup in his hand, pulled Lingli to stand up and said to him: "Okay, you didn't sleep well today, go to bed earlier."
Seeing that he was about to go out, Rong Ci grabbed his hand and got up by himself, "Wait a minute."
Su Jingyang stopped in confusion, Rongci kissed him on the cheek, and said: "Don't move around, lest you feel uncomfortable, stay here, I'll go somewhere else."
Lingli watched Rong Ci leave with a sad expression on his face, but Su Jingyang didn't think there was anything wrong, took a bath happily and lay down on the bed with Lingli and A Xuan.
Just like at home in Lingli, the three of them huddled together on the same bed, their bodies and hearts felt warm.
"A Li, you are really my lucky star, I feel much better when you come."
Lingli looked at him softly and said, "You are my lucky star."
Ah Xuan, who was lying in the middle, was ignored by them, and he groaned unwillingly. He got up, held Su Jingyang's face in both hands, shook it, and announced loudly: "Uncle, uncle! My father changed my name!"
"Oh? Really?" Su Jingyang asked Lingli in surprise: "What did you change it to? Why didn't I hear you mention it?"
Axuan rushed to answer: "Jingxuan, my name is Ming Jingxuan!" He pointed back at Lingli and said, "Daddy chose it."
Before Su Jingyang could figure it out, Lingli explained in a low voice: "He drew up a few names, and then I chose them."
Su Jingyang smiled, and pinched Ah Xuan's juicy face, "That's pretty good, Jingxuan, Jingxuan, they have a homonym with me! It sounds like a family."
Lingli couldn't restrain the sudden aura, and quickly covered it up with a smile. He hugged A Xuan who was tired of being in Su Jingyang's arms, and A Xuan lay back obediently, habitually grabbing Lingli's hand to play with, but Lingli retracted his hand calmly, clenched into a fist slightly, with an expression on his face. Sternly said to him: "Stop making trouble, go to sleep."
Ah Xuan was murdered, pouted very unhappy, twisted his body and fell asleep next to Su Jingyang.
Two days later, Su Jingyang and Rong Ci attended the sacrificial ceremony before the wedding. It was also on that day that Su Jingyang met Rong Ci's Mrs. Niangru and his younger brother Rong Xia. They stood beside the elders of the Wu clan.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Su Jingyang felt that the little guy Rong Xia looked at him with a bit of resentment in his eyes, and Mrs. Ru stared at his belly thoughtfully for a while, and looked at him again for a while, raising his eyebrows. There seems to be a sarcasm in the corner of the mouth, and neither the big one nor the small one seem to be a good person.
Su Jingyang recalled what he had heard from Rong Hua about Madam Ru's curse on Rong Ci, and the look in his eyes when he looked back was also cold. But he was able to suppress the nausea, it was not easy to pay respects to Rong's ancestors with Rong Ci on the altar, and he didn't have time to talk to them for a while. Besides, he now knows that these two have no blood relationship with Rong Ci.
"Persist for a while longer." Rong Ci looked at him sideways, squeezed his palm and said in a low voice.
Su Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the churning in his stomach, and nodded, "Okay."
When Su Jingyang turned his eyes slightly, he caught a glimpse of the Pixiu jade pendant on Rongci's waist. He was dressed in such a grand and luxurious dress with wide sleeves, and it looked extremely shabby with this jade pendant. Su Jingyang wanted him to take it off in the morning , but he had to wear it.
Thinking of his stubborn look, Su Jingyang couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth, and was afraid of being discovered, so he quickly pressed his lips together.
"What are you laughing at?"
Su Jingyang followed him to worship again, and did not look at him, and said in a low voice: "You patriarch, why didn't you pay attention when worshiping? Be careful of your ancestors to blame."
Rong Ci suddenly laughed lowly, Su Jingyang couldn't bear it, and asked strangely: "What are you laughing at?"
Rong Ci said: "Nothing else, just a sudden pain in the face." Thinking of the first time I saw this person, I was still muttering in disgust, who on earth had the bad luck of eight lifetimes to marry such a stupid guy.
I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, but it should be on my body, and I'm happy with it.
Rong Hua and Master Wizard, who were closest to the two of them, were watching their eyes, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, and lord wizards to watch the two of them, and the clansmen behind them were also kowtowing, and no one could notice.
At the end of the last worship, Rong Ci suddenly took his hand and clasped it, his clear and distant eyes fell on the misty Wuqun Mountain in the distance, "Jingyang, I want to make a wish in front of my ancestors .”
Su Jingyang asked: "What wish?"
"I hope you will fall in love with me sooner." Rong Ci withdrew his gaze and turned to him, his eyes were deep, and after a pause, he continued: "When the time comes, I will tell you one thing."
... Su Jingyang really hated him to death! ! ! Just because of this sentence, he seemed to have committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, scratching his heart and lungs, thinking about it for days and nights, unable to sleep, as if every cell was screaming! What is it, what is it, what is it that is hiding from him! ! !
Su Jingyang even got up in the middle of the night and pinched Rong Ci's neck and questioned him viciously, forced him, tortured him! In the end, Rong Ci was unmoved, and squeezed his head, and continued to hug him to sleep with the corners of his mouth curled up. Su Jingyang was almost pissed off by him!
Thousands of guesses flashed through Su Jingyang's mind, and finally he figured it out at a certain moment - this is simply Rong Ci's conspiracy, just to force him to admit that he is in love with him! ! !
However, this was after they got married.
"Despicable!" Su Jingyang cursed suddenly, took his job bowl and moved away from Rongci, and sat next to Lingli.
Rong Ci's action of scooping up the soup paused, probably guessing why he was nervous, and narrowed his eyes, "Look at you, come here quickly and drink up the soup."
"No! Don't drink!"
Rong Ci said coldly: "If you don't come here again, be careful with me..."
Su Jingyang complained: "Before I got married, I was obedient to me, and after I got married, I returned to the pre-liberation, hateful man!"
Rong Ci said: "Before, I felt sorry for you and wanted to treat you better, but now you don't pay for the house every day."
Su Jingyang has been three months old now, and the situation of morning sickness is much better, he can eat and drink, and he is in good spirits, and then his butt can no longer stick to the stool, not to mention jumping up and down, after all, he still has two in his stomach. It's just that he often went to the streets to seek opportunities to collect energy when Rong Ci was away. Once he was out late at night, Rong Ci personally went to pick him up and sneak back.
But he was lucky, that night he helped a pair of brothers who had a rift due to a misunderstanding to untie the knot, and the progress bar reached 7.2%! ! ! This gave Su Jingyang endless motivation!
Although Rong Ci locked him in confinement for two days, he still tried to find a way to run outside, causing Rong Ci to get angry at him several times.
Su Jingyang heard what he said, so he was not convinced, "You can't accompany me all the time, why don't you let me go out to play! Why??"
After Su Jingyang finished speaking, he regretted it, why did his tone sound like a boudoir's resentful woman!
Rong Ci's black eyes stared at him quietly for a while, his red lips moved, and his tone suddenly eased a lot when he spoke again, "I have some important business to deal with in the past two days, and I have to go to Wuqun Mountain, after that You can be free for a while, where you want to play, I will take you there."
Su Jingyang groaned sullenly as he picked up the rice.
Ling Li had been poking the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, and was lost in thought, but when he heard the sound of the two of them arguing, he suddenly raised his head.
Seeing that his hands were still wrapped in gauze, Su Jingyang put down his chopsticks, frowned and grabbed his hands, saying, "Ah Li, your hand is still not healed from the burnt oil? Is the medicine Doctor Li gave you not working?" ?”
Su Jingyang's hand just touched, Lingli shrank his hand and avoided it a little bit, Su Jingyang hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, sorry, I hurt you."
Ling Li shook his head and said it was okay, looked at Rong Ci, hesitated for a while, finally put down his chopsticks, and said to him: "Rong Ci, I... want to ask you for a favor."
In fact, there is nothing else, it is because Ming Zhan's eight personal guards follow him and A Xuan all the time, even when he is cooking in the kitchen, those people will guard outside, Lingli feels uncomfortable, So let Rong Ci use some excuses to send a few people away.
After all, this is Rongcheng, so it's really not good to have so many prince's personal guards with strong martial arts staying in the hall.
Rong Ci agreed, and in the end only Song Hui was left beside Lingli. Within two days, Lingli asked Rongji for help again. He wanted to pray for his adoptive father, so he set up a memorial tablet in the wizard's side hall, retreated for two days, and copied scriptures.
Ordinary people are not allowed to come close to the Master Wizard's place. Song Hui had to bow his head under the eaves, so he could only watch outside for two days and two nights.
In the end, Lingli was sick and was carried out of the side hall by Ronghua. Li Yin only said that he had a sudden illness and had to stay in bed to recuperate.
Su Jingyang stood by the bed, looked at Lingli's pale face, and blamed him with great distress: "Ah Li, just pray for blessings and take your time, why do you have to tire yourself so much? Look at how sick you are, Your father should be sad too."
Ling Li shook his head, his light-colored pupils seemed to be rippling with water, and his voice was a little weak: "I'm fine, don't stay here with me, be careful when you're sick."
"What kind of sickness is not sickness..."
"You are pregnant, if you are tired here, it will only cause me to worry, go back quickly." Ling Li pushed him away, unusually stubborn.
"How can you get tired so easily... Okay, okay, I promise you, I promise you." Su Jingyang couldn't help but agree, "Then you rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."
Lingli's eyes rolled slowly, just in time to meet Shang Rongci's piercing sharp eyes, and Ronghua's silent and sad face, his pale lips trembled, and he looked away as if avoiding up.
Su Jingyang, Rong Ci, and Rong Hua had just left. Originally, Ah Xuan was lying on the bedside and clutching Ling Li's hand, and suddenly he let out a gasp. Now he has a memory. He clearly remembered that the mole on the palm of his father's palm had become darker. But now, it has changed back. Ah Xuan blinked his big eyes and looked at him strangely: "Daddy, your..."
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Hui coming in with the medicine, Ling Li panicked, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his small mouth.
Song Hui is usually just in charge of nursing, and Lingli never thought that he would suddenly do this kind of servant's work to deliver medicine, his chest heaved for a while, and his body lay there stiffly.
Song Hui walked over very slowly, and then gently placed the steaming medicine bowl on the small table at the head of the bed, making a slight noise, Ling Li swallowed hard in his throat following his movements, Breathing is extremely difficult.
Song Hui stared at Lingli's tightly clenched hand, remained silent for a moment, finally closed his eyes, said nothing, turned around and left in big strides.