"Silly boy, how can a younger brother marry an older sister in the world? Isn't that a bastard? He will be ridiculed by the world. Mr. Yue is a hero, but he is not this kind of person." Mrs. Li lowered her voice, "Miss, still remember that King Qin who saved us, right? He already said that Hua Rong is his wife and he is looking for her."
In addition to her sister, she also has the status of a "married woman". Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief: "I almost forgot that King Qin did say that Sister Hua is his wife."
Seeing that she was relieved, Mrs. Li immediately comforted her: "Miss, stop thinking about this thing. Think about it, who gave you this marriage?" Her voice weakened, "Now, the emperor has fallen into the hands of the golden man. The only descendant of the royal family is the Ninth Prince. He is likely to be the future emperor. If he makes the decision, how dare Yue Pengju not obey him? Just relax. The Ninth Prince also gave a house to his uncle. When the situation calms down, we Then I went back to the house and ordered the maids and servants to tidy up, waiting for my uncle to come back in triumph and get married... "
Wanwan felt relieved after hearing that her analysis was clear and logical, and she slept peacefully without mentioning it that night.
It will be dawn in a while.
Hua Rong lay on her bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
A solid barrier in my heart seemed to be broken through in an instant - only then did I realize that these days, I had become so ingrained in the belief that I and Peng Ju would never be separated. He belonged to me alone and had always protected me. Because of this, That's why he could persevere in this terrible world. Unexpectedly, just overnight, his identity changed - he became the husband of another woman!
From now on, the one he wants to protect and wait for is Wanwan, not himself.
The hairpin in her arms was close to her chest, and it was hot, as if it was going to burn people's hearts.
She took it out and put it aside. Is this what her brother gave to her sister
The gap between husband and "brother" is more than thousands of miles
The country was ruined and the family was destroyed. The Jin soldiers robbed women whenever they saw them. They also thought about the cruelty of King Qin who would wake up from his dreams and drag his hair across the beach. I really can’t imagine if he fell into the hands of King Qin again. What will happen to me
Suddenly, I felt a little angry. Wanwan needed protection, but didn't she need it? There are so many men in the world, why does Wanwan have to be protected by Pengju
She was covered with a quilt in the dark night, and her tears couldn't help but roll down.
Dawn has just arrived.
Yue Pengju took his gun and came to the school field for morning practice.
From a distance, he saw Hua Rong practicing shooting in a corner. He walked over and saw Hua Rong sweating profusely. He didn't know how long he had been practicing. These days, he and Hua Rong were together, and they were suddenly separated. He was not used to it. . Seeing that she got up extra early, he said: "Sister, are you so early today?"
Hua Rong retracted the arrow and said with a smile: "I'm not very good at it, I need to practice more."
He was shocked and immediately realized that she had been in danger many times, was afraid of this troubled world, and had no one to rely on, so she had to work harder to practice in order to protect herself.
He looked at her carefully in the dim light of dawn, but saw that her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and they were bloodshot. It was obvious that she had not slept that night.
She looked at him inadvertently and discovered that overnight, the handsome young man had unshaven beard and his eyes were blood red. Coupled with his injured arm, he looked even more haggard.
Yue Pengju's pain that night was unspeakable. He never dreamed that overnight, he would be assigned a "wife", but she was not the one he wanted. Ever since he was a boy, he has hidden a person in his heart. She was her sister when she was young, and when they met again when she grew up, she was still that beautiful girl, but she was weak, lonely, and helpless. From that time on, I decided to be her support for the rest of my life. However, the situation suddenly changed. Everything happened so quickly that I didn't know how to respond.
He had never experienced such painful suffering. This night, it was even more uncomfortable than being injured. It was as if the most precious thing was about to be lost. There was something in his heart that he couldn't express.
"elder sister!"
"Pengju!"
Hua Rong saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he didn't ask him, and continued to practice on the side. Yue Pengju had nothing to say, and just danced with the gun like a tiger.
When the first ray of morning sun peeked out, the two ended their morning exercise.
Hua Rong was about to leave when Yue Pengju stopped her: "Sister..."
She slowly turned around and smiled: "Pengju, I forgot to congratulate you last night. Haha, the princess is both talented and beautiful. You should treat her well in the future. Time flies so fast. Before you know it, you have grown up. It’s time to get married and have children. My sister was supposed to take care of these things for you, but she was not busy. Fortunately, now that the prince has given me the marriage, I don’t have to worry too much... "
"Sister, I don't know how to..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the Ninth Prince, escorted by two guards, coming over from his morning exercises. He greeted them from afar: "You siblings were earlier than me..."
Hua Rong bowed hastily: "I have met the prince."
"Rong'er doesn't need to be polite."
Yue Pengju was shocked when he heard the word "Rong'er", but when he saw the Ninth Prince looking at his sister with very gentle eyes, he suddenly remembered that he had wanted to take his sister as his concubine, and he was anxious and afraid, would the Ninth Prince look at him again? Bringing up old things again
Hua Rong didn't want to stay and turned around to leave. The Ninth Prince saw her cheeks turning even whiter and rosier after her morning exercise. Her long eyelashes covered her eyes, covering up the haggardness in her eyes. He said softly: "Rong'er, stay with me." King, let’s go.”
She looked away, upset: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I am thirsty and want to go back and drink a glass of water first."
The Ninth Prince looked at her carefully and did not try to hold her back. He just said, "Okay."
Hua Rong left in a hurry. The Ninth Prince looked at Yue Pengju, who was standing quietly beside him: "Pengju, are you okay with your injuries?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I rested for a night. They are all skin injuries and are not in the way."
"In that case, don't worry when you go to the battlefield. I will take good care of Wanwan and your sister for you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Please step back."
Yue Pengju turned around, then stopped, his eyes very firm: "Your Majesty, I have a request..."
"What request?"
"The villain has no talent and no morals. He dare not climb up to the princess. Please ask the prince to take back his orders and terminate the engagement..."
"Pengju, you are being too modest!" The Ninth Prince interrupted him inadvertently, still smiling pleasantly: "The love between children is a trivial matter, Pengju, we can talk about these later. Alas, the first priority now is to gather together. King Qin’s army drives out the Jin people and returns our mountains and rivers. Pengju, if I have a few more loyal and courageous people like you, why not worry about great things happening!”
"My lord, Yue Pengju died in battle, and he was willing to go through fire and water. However, he must not marry the princess."
"Pengju, this matter is on hold for now. Let's wait until the situation calms down a bit."
Yue Pengju had no choice but to retreat silently.
Back at the house, the maids from Zhizhou Prefecture had brought breakfast. When the maids and maids heard that Yue Pengju was the hero who had done great service in rescuing the Ninth Prince last night, they all came to take a peek and were laughing and joking about his handsome appearance. The princess and wet nurse Li hurried over with breakfast, then quietly left.
Wanwan personally took some snacks: "Brother Yue, try this..."
Yue Peng held up the steamed bun side dish in his hand and said calmly: "I am used to eating this."
Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Uncle, my young lady has never done anything at home before. For you, she got up early this morning and made so many snacks. You have to try them no matter what, but you can't let down the young lady's heart... "
Hua Rong stood silently at the door. After breaking up, she still remembered Yue Pengju's wound after all, and wanted to take a look at it during breakfast. However, seeing Wanwan taking care of her attentively, she knew she was no longer needed, so she sighed sadly and left quietly.
"Brother Yue, why don't you try it..."
Yue Pengju put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, saying calmly: "I'm used to having a simple meal, and I don't like this kind of exquisite snacks. All my habits are different from those of the princess. I hope the princess doesn't have to worry about it in the future. There are still military discussions today, so I'll leave first." "
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Seeing his back disappear, Wanwan cried with sadness: "Nanny, look at what this is!"
Mrs. Li pulled her out and whispered: "Miss, my uncle is busy with military affairs, so you should be considerate of him."
Wanwan pouted: "Why do I think he is like a piece of wood?"
Li laughed and said, "Men are all like this. They haven't awakened yet. It will be fine after they awaken."
"Then when will he wake up?"
"The queen of the wedding night."
Wanwan blushed with embarrassment: "Nanny, you are making fun of me again."
"My good lady, don't be angry. Go back. Let's go back first."
Hua Rong was not seen during lunch or dinner that day. After dinner, Yue Pengju could no longer sit still. After asking around, he only said that Hua Rong was not feeling well and was resting in the women's residence.
He was so anxious that he didn't care about anything else and went straight to Hua Rong's residence.
Hua Rong was about to go out to look for him after dinner. As soon as he went out, he saw him coming in a hurry and said with a smile: "Peng Ju, I was just looking for you. I have said several times that you, Lord Ninth Prince and Lord Zong are waiting to discuss the military situation, so I can't disturb you. Haha, come in and sit down."
Yue Pengju walked in and saw a fire burning in the room. The two sat down around the fire pot.
"elder sister… "
"Pengju..."
Hua Rong smiled and said, "Pengju, I'd better say it first."
He nodded.
Hua Rong slowly took out a hairpin from her arms. It was emerald green in color and crystal clear. It was the one that Yue Pengju gave her before.
"Pengju, you are going to get married and start a family. My sister has nothing to offer you, and I can't prepare a gift at the moment. Just give this hairpin to Wanwan..."
Feeling like he was being burned, Yue Pengju hurriedly removed his hand: "Sister, I will not marry Wanwan! I definitely won't!"
The Ninth Prince granted the marriage, Master Zong presided over the marriage, Wanwan, he had to marry her!
Hua Rong felt sad for a while, but still smiled: "Pengju, what are you talking about? You have been lonely since you were a child, so it will be a good thing to have a stable home in the future..."
Her heart was so anxious that it wanted to jump out, but she couldn't pretend to go back. Yue Pengju hurriedly interrupted her, "Sister, due to the urgent military situation ahead, the Ninth Prince ordered me to leave tonight. After I leave, no one will take care of you. , you have to take good care of yourself and wait until I come back..."
He took out another bag of gold from his arms and said: "Sister, this is the reward given to me by the Ninth Prince. I used to give it to my brothers. Now, I am alone, so I will leave it all to my sister. In times of crisis, you will have something." A self-defense person."
Hua Rong was about to take it out of habit, but suddenly remembered that things were no longer the same as before. She quietly retracted her hand. Dependence is like a weed, with strong vitality. Once you rely on it, you will think about it a second time. , the third time... But, Pengju, he is already the princess's support, not his own. If he develops a habit, how can he survive independently in the future