"You don't need to explain to anyone." Sima Hong said. He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a day, so his weak voice was sonorous and powerful. "As long as you are willing, I will explain anything and how. So, don't make excuses anymore."
Mingyu held her hand in his palm and looked up at him. Sima Hong was still pale and his lips were dry and chapped, but his expression was stern and cold. He pursed his lips, stared at Mingyu with sharp eyes, and there was an overwhelming anger between his brows.
Mingyu felt a little strange about Sima Hong. He was always cheerful and playful in front of her. No matter how she treated him, whether she was happy or in a bad mood, he would always be cheeky and stay with her with a smile. She had never seen Sima Hong angry with her. The cold and fierce aura on his body was enough to make her feel a little breathless.
Sima Hong was really angry. When he was in the northwest, she was the one he was thinking about the most. When he arrived in the capital, she was still the one he was surrounded by. He treated her with respect and pampering as if she were his precious flesh and blood. He was able to survive on the battlefield where people were eaten without leaving any bones. It was not just luck. He was ruthless when he needed to be ruthless. He would grab what he deserved. He knew what he wanted very well. He had put so much thought into Mingyu. Anyone with eyes could see it. But what did this girl think of him? A Lei Feng who did good things without asking for anything in return!
Seeing that he didn't have much time left in the capital, and the annoying Xu Mingye got married, the girl no longer had any worries, so he wanted to arrange the marriage while he was still in the capital, hold a simple wedding, and take her to the northwest. Sometimes he would think domineeringly and maliciously that even if he died, Xu Mingyu would still be his wife in this life, take his surname, and sleep and die with him.
But he didn't expect that while he was thinking about good things and missing that girl, the girl was fine, as if nothing had happened, happily going to the south of the Yangtze River with her family! Oh my God, does this heartless girl still have him as her husband in her eyes!
Sima Hong gnashed his teeth in hatred. As the saying goes, the stronger the love, the deeper the hatred. He chased her all the way and got on the boat. He thought of all kinds of ways to deal with this girl, so that she would obey him from now on and become a quiet and well-behaved wife.
Unfortunately, General Sima, who could lead troops, deploy troops, ride and shoot... in short, be invincible on the battlefield, kill people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and was mighty and majestic, and had planned everything perfectly leading to the perfect ending of his dreams, was completely defeated as soon as he got on the boat. He was killed instantly by the bumpy and shaking boat and became a useless person with zero combat value, and needed people to take care of him.
But who is Sima Hong? He is a military genius. His body may be broken, but his brain is still there. Since the battlefield is not favorable to us, we should find a way to change to a favorable battlefield. He originally planned to put Mingyu in a sack and carry her away secretly when the Xu family was not paying attention. When they arrived in the northwest, this heartless girl would only have him to rely on. Let's see how she can still show off!
But in fact, no matter how hard-hearted he thought he was, the moment he saw Mingyu push the door open with a look of concern and anxiety on her face, all the plans he had prepared to teach Mingyu a lesson were thrown into the rushing river.
How could he bear to make her unhappy... Sima Hong couldn't help but sigh.
But he has been treating her like a treasure all the way. She must understand his feelings, but she is still full of concerns, which makes him feel wronged, sad and lost, like walking in the dark and not being able to see his five fingers when he stretches out his hand.
Staring into Mingyu's eyes, Sima Hong held Mingyu's hand and put it against his chest, then said slowly, "Mingyu, my feelings for you have never changed over the years."
Mingyu felt that the chest under her hand was burning hot, and her hand was almost burning. She wanted to pull it out but couldn't. She knew that Sima Hong cared about her, and she also knew clearly that she liked Sima Hong. This kind of love was different from her crazy admiration for the Prince of Qin. She realized at this moment that when she really likes someone, even when he is silly, she will find him very cute and caring.
But this doesn't mean anything. Mingyu considers herself to be a person who is more rational than emotional. Apart from wanting to marry Sima Hong, most of the time Mingyu's thoughts are to find an honest and kind man to marry. There is no love involved. As long as he can respect her, the two of them can support each other and live a plain and simple life like family members.
"What are you worried about?" Sima Hong pressed on relentlessly, "You are just afraid that I will take a concubine in the future and won't like you anymore, right?"
Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head. The hand that was not held by Sima Hong tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and her fingers turned white from the exertion.
She was not a daughter of a wealthy family, nor was she a smart, capable woman with extraordinary abilities. Even in her previous life when men and women were equal, she had struggled hard to squeeze into university, and she studied the simplest major of kindergarten teacher. If nothing unexpected had happened in Da Chu, she would have become a kindergarten teacher, and her life would have passed like this.
Now she followed Sima Hong without hesitation, leaving behind her parents, brothers and sisters-in-law who loved her so much in this world, and went to the northwest where she didn't know anyone. She was a timid and cautious person, and the stakes were too high. If she lost, she would lose her whole life. She could only hesitate here.
"Don't you trust me so much?" Sima Hong sighed, and reached out to cover Mingyu's hand that was holding the hem of her skirt, and asked softly, "If I promise not to take concubines or other women in the future and only keep you, will you be willing to follow me?" After thinking for a while, Sima Hong smiled again and said, "You have to give me and give you a chance. Besides me, can you find someone who treats you as well as I do? Besides, when have I ever lied to you?"
In the cabin, two people were sitting on the floor. The room was quiet. The boat was still swaying gently with the waves on the river. If you went close to the window, you could clearly hear the sound of waves hitting the hull.
For a long time, until the wick of the oil lamp on the table exploded into a bubble of oil, breaking the quiet atmosphere, Sima Hong still did not wait for Mingyu's answer. His passionate heart gradually cooled down and sank to the bottom.
"You still don't want to..." Sima Hong smiled with difficulty, but he felt that his words were incoherent when he opened his mouth. "I also know that I don't have a future like those civil servants. Who can predict the outcome of the war? There are always unexpected events in the world! It's not your fault. Besides, I... I was also very bad before..."
With two bitter smiles, Sima Hong loosened his grip on Mingyu's hand and slowly stood up, holding onto the edge of the bed. His eyes went dark and his hands and feet were weak. Mingyu wanted to reach out to help him, but Sima Hong took a breath and pushed Mingyu's hand away. He sat down on the bed and turned his head away from her. His tone was gentle but resolute, "Go away. I was too rude tonight. Don't worry, we will go our separate ways in the future and you won't see me again."
Mingyu looked at her hand being pushed away, and felt uncomfortable for no reason, as if a piece of her heart had been dug out. Mingyu lowered her head, and said with shyness, nervousness and a bit of flattery, "But I still want to see you, what should I do?"
Sima Hong turned his head suddenly and didn't react for a moment. Then his resolute face was full of ecstasy. He grabbed Mingyu's hand, "You agree? You agree?" he asked repeatedly.
"Yeah." Mingyu nodded, and she felt relieved all over, as if she had crossed the most important fork in her life. Who cares! Mingyu thought, no matter what happens in the next ten or twenty years, she just wants to cherish the present. She just feels that if she misses this idiot who is still pure and innocent, she will regret it for the rest of her life.
Under the flickering candlelight, a layer of crystal mist floated in front of Mingyu's eyes, and her vision became hazy and blurred. Soon, the mist condensed into water droplets and fell into her eye sockets. A big hand gently wiped away the tears on her face. Sima Hong approached Mingyu, put his warm face against Mingyu's cheek, and said softly: "Silly girl, why are you crying? I didn't force you."
Mingyu still had tears in her eyes. She pouted her lips where Sima Hong couldn't see. "Asshole!" He said he didn't force her. He even chased her to the boat and forced her to express her opinion. If she didn't agree, they would never see each other again. What else could she do
"Then... when you come back I'll let my mother propose marriage?" Sima Hong rubbed Mingyu's face and asked excitedly. His rough stubble pricked Mingyu's face and itched. Then he frowned, "No, no, I won't be in the capital by then. You have to go to Xi'an Prefecture by yourself. It's such a long way... Forget it, you guys shouldn't go to Lu'an, just go back to the capital!" In fact, Sima Hong was afraid of the long night and the many dreams. He was always uneasy in his heart, but he didn't dare to say this directly to Mingyu.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mingyu glared at him. Going to Lu'an to burn paper was Mrs. Xu's wish. Perhaps these days were the last time she could be with her mother. "That's to pay homage to my grandparents! Once we go to the northwest, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to pay homage to them again. How can I not go!"
Mingyu's eyes were fierce but also charming, which made Sima Hong's face flush and his eyes dizzy. The tingling feeling in his heart returned to him again, itching to the tip of his heart. "Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry!" Sima Hong coaxed shamelessly.
Holding the soft jade in his arms, Sima Hong was extremely satisfied. He felt that his mood was like being tied to the wings of a bird, sometimes falling to the bottom, and sometimes soaring into the sky, all thanks to the little girl's attitude. In his eyes, Mingyu was good in every way, but her temper was not very good. Not only was she bad-tempered, but she was also clingy and annoying!
Sima Hong, who was too proud, couldn't help but sigh happily, "You annoying little goblin..."
Before he could finish his words, Sima Hong had already realized that something was wrong. Mingyu pushed him away and asked with narrowed eyes, "What did you say?"