He Ruojin looked at Sheng Ling with deep eyes, maybe because of drinking, his throat was a little warm, but after a while, he restrained himself and let go of Sheng Ling.
Sheng Ling turned her head away somewhat uncomfortably, her eyes evading slightly. She walked forward without waiting for He Ruojin.
The wind got stronger little by little, and snowflakes floated down. Looking around, the woods outside the military camp were all silvery white, and there was a unique kind of quietness in early winter.
The air was cold, but clean, and smelled of snow.
Sheng Ling and He Ruo Jin walked in the forest one after another. Sheng Ling walked happily for a while and couldn't help but look back behind her. He Ruo Jin happened to look up at her.
"That wine you drink...what is it called?"
He Ruojin came over and said helplessly: "Princess, why do you ask this? You can't drink."
"...Can't I just ask?"
"Be good, princess. You can't drink it even if you ask me."
Sheng Ling glared at him, turned around and continued walking forward.
This time, He Ruojin walked beside her and whispered, "Weichen even regrets drinking."
"You're kidding, isn't drinking a commonplace thing for you?"
"Yes." He Ruojin smiled helplessly and said in a low voice, "But who knew, I might have gotten a little drunk today."
The wind was a bit strong, and He Ruochen's voice was quite low. Sheng Ling couldn't hear what he said for a while, so she turned around and asked him, "What?"
He Ruochen stared at her, shook her head slightly and said, "No."
Sheng Ling was about to turn around and go back in doubt, but He Ruochen's eyes suddenly changed and he reached out and grabbed her hand, "Princess, be careful."
Sheng Ling, who almost hit the tree, was pulled over by He Ruojin, but this time He Ruojin pressed her against the tree, looked down at her, his breath smelled of hot wine, and he panted slowly. Close to her cheek.
He was very cautious, and he was afraid of scaring Sheng Ling, but Sheng Ling probably didn't expect that he would come so close. The closer his breath came, the more stagnant she became, her cheeks reflecting his hot breath.
He Ruojin touched the tip of her nose and kissed her very lightly. Their eyelashes trembled. He Ruojin tilted his face slightly and slowly moved down, very close to her lips, almost touching her lips. Together.
Sheng Ling suddenly turned her head, and He Ruoxin's lips fell on her cheek.
Sheng Ling turned her head away and lowered her eyes, trying to hide the panic in her eyes.
And at that moment, for He Ruochen, it was like when he finally thought he could get close to Sheng Ling, Leng Buding was pushed away again, his heart was heavily suppressed, and he was a little breathless.
He Ruojin lowered his head and leaned against her ear. He waited for a while and then asked in a low voice: "Princess, can I let Wei Chen kiss me?"
Sheng Ling's breathing was a little short and messy, so she said bravely, "Stop, it's too much trouble."
He Ruojin lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said with a forced smile: "Wei Chen shouldn't have drank so much. He's quite suffering."
Sheng Ling saw that his eyes were a little hot and he could bear the pain. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, as if there was a depression rolling in her heart. She suddenly pushed him away and leaned against the tree. His eyes were blown red by the wind, and he stared at him blankly and said, "I understand what General He means, but the Sheng Ling that General He knows is just who you think Sheng Ling is. You have no idea what I am like." people."
He Ruochen looked at her, pursed her thin lips, and did not speak immediately.
"I... I once had someone I liked very much. I liked him very much. I was cheated by him. I... I lost my heart and even my innocence. Why do you like me? What else can I have? What do you like? He Ruoxin, don’t be too self-righteous!"
After Sheng Ling spoke loudly, her tears fell uncontrollably.
It's not that she values innocence too much, it's just that she has always...always retained the traditional concepts left to her by her relatives. She has made up her mind to be with someone who is in love with her, and she has put the best of herself into it. It was all left to the person she loved, but she never thought that she was not liked.
She also has a sense of shame, and she also wants to hide it from everyone. It is best that no one knows about it forever, but if she doesn't tell, He Ruochen will still think that she is perfect, but in fact, Sheng Ling has nothing to do with him. so beautiful...
She didn't want to delay him...
Really don't want to.
Especially when facing such a good He Ruojin, he could obviously have someone better.
He Ruojin's expression remained unchanged, she just stretched out her hand silently, wanting to wipe her tears, but Sheng Ling pushed his hand away, as if ashamed, she could no longer bear it and turned around and ran away.
It was a windy and snowy day. Sheng Ling just wanted to go back to the princess mansion and hide in his own room, as if this way he would not have to experience the devastation of the wind and snow.
Maybe I have given too much before and am afraid of being hurt, so I would rather retreat into my own shell than take a step forward...
Or maybe he is afraid or unwilling to touch the word "like", even if this person is a very good He Ruoxin.
"Princess, Miss Wen sent someone to tell her that she held a banquet at Lanyue Pavilion tonight and wanted you to come over." As soon as Sheng Ling returned, the people in the mansion reported the matter to her.
At that time, Sheng Ling was absent-minded and just nodded and said he understood. Sheng Ling didn't think much about it, or in other words, his mind was so confused at that time that he couldn't think about it.
She just felt a little uncomfortable being alone, and she really wanted to find Wen Momo and the others to calm down when she was young.
But what she didn't expect was that after Shengling went to Lanyue Pavilion that night, she was taken to the designated private room by the maid, and the person she saw was not Wen Momo, but... Li Yu.
The moment Sheng Ling saw Li Yu, she instantly woke up and knew that this was a trap set by him, so she turned around and left without even thinking about it.
Li Yu sat in front of the couch, pouring wine slowly and said: "Lingling, I will surrender to the emperor, will you forgive me?"
Sheng Ling stood outside the door, her back to him, her steps paused slightly. You can't step out even if you live or die.
Li Yu had probably been drinking for a long time, and his eyes were full of drunkenness. He took a slow sip of wine and said, "Just... tomorrow."
Sheng Ling was silent for a moment outside the door, took a slow breath, walked into the room without saying a word, picked up the wine bottle on the wine table, raised it, and poured it down from Li Yu's head with an expressionless face, and then Smashing it to pieces at Li Yu's feet, she nodded and said, "Go, do you think I will stop you?"
The wine dripped down Li Yu's face. He squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and suddenly coughed again. He coughed several times, gasped and looked at her and said, "Then will you forgive me?" ?"
Sheng Ling still described himself as indifferent: "No."
Li Yu looked at her, suddenly leaned against the back of the couch, slowly closed his eyes, and smiled again, "Lingling, I'm a little unhappy. I saw you coming out of the palace with a man today." He narrowed his eyes. Mu asked Sheng Ling, "Is that the person you were talking about that day?"
Sheng Ling interrupted him calmly, "You came to me pretending to be Momo?"
Li Yu didn't answer the question, "If I go to find him, will Lingling be angry?"
Sheng Ling sneered: "What do you want to say to him?"
Li Yu looked at Sheng Ling's sneer at him and was suddenly speechless. He drank the wine in the glass without saying a word, supported his forehead with one hand, twitched his eyebrows and whispered: "Forget it. .”
Such a casual tone, as always, as if he didn't care about everything and didn't care.
Sheng Ling just felt that if she said a few more words to a scum like Li Yu, she might not be able to help but get angry first.
Therefore, Sheng Ling just said to him coldly: "Li Yu, I'm warning you, if you dare to find trouble with General He, you don't need to go to your father to surrender, I will personally send you to Dali Temple!"
After Sheng Ling finished speaking, she turned around and left coldly.
But the next moment, Li Yu's hand suddenly stretched out from behind, passed through her waist, and hugged her from behind. He didn't give Sheng Ling a chance to break free, and buried his face in her lower back. His voice was hoarse and a bit self-deprecating, and he said, "It sounds like Lingling cares about him very much." He suddenly put his hand through her clothes and said slowly, "Lingling is afraid... does he know about us?"
Sheng Ling pressed his errant hand in shame and said, "Li Yu!"
As soon as she shouted, Li Yu obediently put her back on her waist, hugged her tightly, and did not dare to touch her.
"Lingling, don't leave, okay?"
"Let go!"
"I'll just hold you for a while."
Sheng Ling couldn't get away from him, so she had to pick up the wine glass on the table and hit his hand hard. Li Yu's hand was soon turned green by her blow, but he still refused to let go.
Suddenly, Sheng Ling felt that Li Yu, who was behind her, was shaking a little.
Sheng Ling was slightly startled, wondering what was wrong with him. When he was about to turn around to take a closer look, Li Yu's hands suddenly dropped...
When she turned around, Li Yu fell off the couch and fell at her feet, motionless...
Sheng Ling stood there, looking at the person who fell on the ground, biting her lips, taking a deep breath, and turned around to go out, but suddenly she caught a glimpse of an opened package next to the wine table where Li Yu was sitting. A little bit of white powder was sprinkled on the medicine...
Sheng Ling stared at the packet of medicine for a long time, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she reached out to pick up the packet of medicine, put it between her nose and smelled it, it was a very pungent smell, she didn't know what it was, but it was vague. Have a bad gut feeling.
His heart trembled violently.
Sheng Ling leaned down with a strong composure, patted Li Yu's face hard, and called his name several times in annoyance, but Li Yu didn't react at all.
Sheng Ling grabbed his hand and felt that her own hand was shaking. She rolled her eyes in panic, and without thinking about anything else, she quickly stood up, opened the door and went out to call someone.
(End of chapter)