"Nothing." Sima Hong said shamelessly, went forward to hug Mingyu, and coaxed: "You heard it wrong, you heard it wrong."
Mingyu was angry and wanted to laugh. She raised her foot and stepped hard on Sima Hong's foot. Seeing Sima Hong holding his foot and screaming in pain, she glared at Sima Hong with her hands on her hips, looking like a fierce woman, and said, "I haven't even told you what I heard yet, and you're telling me I heard it wrong?"
Sima Hong was simply shooting himself in the foot, secretly cursing himself for being too proud and speaking without thinking, and he laughed and said, "Isn't this too happy... Yu'er, don't be angry!"
Mingyu rolled her eyes at him and ignored him. He dared to make a mistake of principle right after agreeing to the marriage. How could this be tolerated!
Sima Hong wanted to coax her again, but someone knocked on the door twice, and Baihao's voice came over, "Master, the boat will dock soon."
"You... are leaving now?" Mingyu asked sullenly.
Sima Hong walked up to Mingyu, hugged his beloved girl tightly, rested his chin on Mingyu's head and rubbed it twice, and said, "Yeah."
Mingyu rested her head on Sima Hong's chest, smelling the familiar scent, blushing, and reached out to hug Sima Hong's waist. Thinking that he was leaving soon, the wedding date had not been set, and she didn't know when they would meet again, her eyes and nose became sore, and her tears could not stop flowing out, all of which were absorbed by the clothes on Sima Hong's chest.
Feeling the wetness on his chest, Sima Hong was stunned for a moment. He pushed Mingyu away slightly and wanted to look at her face. However, Mingyu felt embarrassed and buried her head in his arms to prevent him from seeing her.
Sima Hong laughed, and through his broad chest, Mingyu could hear the shaking laughter.
"Why are you crying?" Sima Hong sighed, "You will live a good life with me in the future, so don't cry anymore. When you cry, I feel anxious."
Hearing this, Mingyu couldn't stop crying. She grabbed Sima Hong's clothes and took a few deep breaths to stop the pain in her heart. She wanted to say, "Can't you just not go? Just be an idler in the capital and live a peaceful life." But how could this be possible? If he was willing to stay in the capital and be a rich and idle person, he would not be Sima Hong. In his heart, he was thinking about his home in Tianshui, the glory and pride of the Sima family. He was a responsible man.
Sima Hong was helpless. He was so reluctant that he lowered his head and kissed Mingyu's forehead. He couldn't help but hold the girl tighter in his arms. Mingyu looked up at him, with wet tears on her face. In the dim candlelight, her fair and beautiful face was like a flower blooming after the rain.
Seeing the tear marks, Sima Hong felt as if his heart was pierced by a needle. He lowered his head and kissed Mingyu, carefully kissing away the tear marks on her face. When he kissed her rosy lips, Sima Hong felt his whole body getting hot again. He held Mingyu's lips and licked and bit them softly.
But Mingyu was more than a head shorter than Sima Hong, so he could not hold her after he bent down to kiss her. Sima Hong simply held Mingyu and sat on the bed, letting Mingyu sit on his lap. He bit Mingyu's lips, and his hands wandered on Mingyu's back, touching Mingyu's slender waist, all the way up, slowly moving to the place he had estimated many times.
Mingyu's face was red as blood dripped out. With Sima Hong's hand holding her head, she could only passively let him kiss her. Unexpectedly, his other hand also became dishonest and covered her through her clothes. Sima Hong felt the softness in his hand, and his heart was moved. With rapid breathing, he could not help but kneading it gently, and licking and biting it harder and harder.
"Where did you touch?!" Mingyu was both embarrassed and angry. She also realized something was wrong while sitting on Sima Hong and pushed Sima Hong away with force. She was sad about their separation, but this pervert just wanted to touch her a few more times at the end.
Sima Hong chuckled twice, feeling that the trip was worthwhile, and his handsome wheat-colored face turned red. Mingyu rolled her eyes at him, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the small tent between Sima Hong's legs, and only then did she understand why she had felt something was wrong just now. She blushed and hurriedly turned her head away from him.
The boat was moving slower and slower, and finally it stopped with a bang. From the window, one could still hear the noise of people coming and going on the boat. Baihao knocked on the door twice more, his voice rising, "Master, the boat has not been docked for a long time, it's time to leave!"
Sima Hong coughed, straightened his expression, and said in a deep voice to the door: "I know." When he looked at Mingyu again, his expression softened, and he whispered: "I'm leaving."
Mingyu looked at his eyebrows and eyes. Even though she was very reluctant, she could only nod and said with a nasal tone, "Yeah."
Sima Hong smiled and said, "Then you must return to the capital as soon as possible and... marry me as soon as possible."
"You... want me to go to the northwest instead of staying in the capital to serve the Madam?" Mingyu asked tentatively.
Sima Hong smiled and shook his head, "No need, just serve me." Neither of them had a good temper, so it was better to stay away from them.
"Okay." Mingyu said with her head down, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. Time passed so quickly, as if she had just left the Anxi Marquis Mansion a few days ago, and now she was going to get married there again.
Xu Mingye accompanied his wife and mother to enjoy the evening breeze for a long time. As night fell, the wind on the river gradually became colder, so he took his wife and mother back to the cabin. After Mrs. Xu returned to the house, she could not find her daughter Mingyu. There was no sign of her daughter in the three rooms. Worried, Xu Mingye went out to look for his sister.
However, just after walking two steps out of the door, Xu Mingye ran into his old acquaintance Sima Hong and his follower Bai Hao coming out of the house. Seeing Xu Mingye, Sima Hong was calm and not surprised at all. He greeted him with a pale face, "Uncle."
Xu Mingye stood still with his hands behind his back, glanced at Sima Hong, then snorted through his nose, slowly raised his hand to return the salute, and said slowly: "My Lord, your health is the most important!" No wonder the figure who was holding the railing and vomiting in the morning looked so familiar, he was everywhere, like a ghost that lingered around!
Sima Hong didn't think seasickness was shameful. He was still dizzy and felt like he was stepping on cotton. He smiled and said, "I am really touched by your concern. I will have to trouble you to send Mingyu to Xi'an Prefecture in a few days. You should take good care of yourself!"
Xu Mingye narrowed his eyes. Send Mingyu to Xi'an Prefecture? When was he going to send Mingyu to Xi'an Prefecture? "The Marquis is still seasick?" Xu Mingye sneered, and the more he spoke, the more outrageous it became!
Sima Hong was in a hurry to get off the boat and didn't want to say much to Xu Mingye. He smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to say that Mingyu and I have divorced? Hehe, that's not true!"
Xu Mingye frowned and glanced at Sima Hong. He saw the divorce agreement clearly in black and white. Even if he brought the case to the emperor, Sima Hong would not be in the right.
Seeing that Xu Mingye disagreed, Sima Hong smiled cunningly on his pale face, "I didn't write the time in the divorce letter!" In other words, it's like both parties signed a contract but did not write the time when the contract takes effect, the contract is invalid.
While Xu Mingye was still not able to react, Sima Hong quickly bowed and saluted, then quickly walked around Xu Mingye and got off the boat.
After getting off the boat, Sima Hong stepped on the solid ground and felt like he was back on earth. He stood on the dock by the river with his hands behind his back to catch his breath, and the dizziness gradually subsided.
The ship had just unloaded its cargo at the dock. Although it was already night, the dock was still brightly lit. Peddlers carrying goods were coming and going. Bai Hao went to find someone to buy a horse, leaving Sima Hong alone standing at the dock waiting.
After this month, it will be the dry season, and larger ships will not be able to pass. Probably to meet this deadline, large ships pass by one after another on the river, and the twinkling lights on the ship shine on the river surface. The river water reflects the lights, and the waves are sparkling, as if thousands of silver scales are jumping in the water, or as if a silver dragon is surging in the underwater undercurrent.
Sima Hong silently watched the boat going away on the river. His beloved girl was still on the boat, moving slowly along the current until she disappeared from his sight.
He is not even 20 years old, but he has experienced many ups and downs in his life. From an ignorant and naive young man to a general on the battlefield, it has only been a few years, but he feels like he has lived half his life. He is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of being down and out. He is just afraid of losing. He has lost too much, including his father, grandmother, brother, and home. No matter what, he does not want to lose his wife again. As long as he thinks that Mingyu will marry someone else, give birth to children for someone else, and form another family, he feels unspeakable fear in his heart.
The Xu family must be gritting their teeth at this moment. Don't blame him for being cunning when he wrote the divorce letter. He is such a domineering person. Mingyu is his wife from the beginning to the end. He even made up his mind that if the worst happened and the Xu family really wanted to marry Mingyu to someone else, he would take the Xu family to court and would tear his family apart to protect Mingyu.
Fortunately, he looked at the river and smiled. Fortunately, Mingyu's heart was already his.
He is not a kind-hearted man, but he also wants a happy and satisfying life. He wants to be with Mingyu for the rest of his life, live with her for many, many years, have a home that belongs to both of them, have many children with his and her blood, raise these children, watch them grow up, and he and Mingyu will grow old together in time. Maybe in the end he will die before Mingyu, and be buried in the Sima family cemetery first, and then wait for Mingyu to open the coffin and bury him together a hundred years later.
This is good, he thought. Isn't it said that there are six realms of reincarnation in the world? He has killed so many people in this life. If the Buddha does not care about his mistakes and allows him to be reborn as a human in the next life, then he can be born a few years earlier than Mingyu, find her, and be husband and wife for life.
There are so many past events and memories. That was the wife he had married, how could she not be his!