Pei Wenxuan's back stiffened, he felt Li Rong's touch, and he was completely unable to think.
He dared not speak, for fear that he would say something rude. Can only be stiff, not saying a word.
Li Rong leaned against him, and after a while, she straightened up and sighed, "Forget it, you have the same temperament, I'll help you pick out the scum from the wound first."
Pei Wenxuan did not speak, he felt Li Rong approaching him, carefully picked out the barb on his back, her breath sprayed on his back, with a scorching temperature, slashed on the wound, and then spread all the way to him body and limbs.
As Li Rong helped him pick out the slag from the cane, he said, "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you at least discuss it with me, I have a bottom line. You always tell me, Saying that I don’t understand people’s hearts and saying that I am not in trouble for others, but I feel that you are too considerate of the troubles of others.”
Pei Wenxuan listened quietly, Li Rong rarely talked to him like this, like an old lady with a mother-in-law, casually talking about trivial matters in life.
"You always said that you didn't want to be like your father, that your father spoiled your mother so much that you didn't know anything, but you are really the same as your father. Your mother lives in an aristocratic family, and your husband died, leaving so much behind. Things, I didn't want to guard my son, but when you went to Luzhou, people were deceived."
"The stewardship is handed over, and the husband's money is also sent to the clan. No matter what, let your second uncle send away the old man left by your father. As long as she does these things, when you come back from Luzhou, you should scold her directly."
"I said it, but it's useless." Pei Wenxuan sighed, "She's always weak..."
"Is she weak and can't learn?" Li Rong became angry when she spoke, and said angrily: "If she can't learn to protect you, what would she do to you? Is she worthy of being a mother? I don't know what you think? You I just think, she has a weak temper, she has nothing to do, so you never tell her if you are suffering, everything is good but not bad, she hides in the Buddhist hall all day thinking that your father doesn't know anything, you are hard outside. Boo, your rotten temper makes me feel bad when I look at it."
Pei Wenxuan listened and did not speak. Li Rong cleaned his wounds. Seeing Pei Wenxuan pulling up his clothes, Li Rong looked at his expression for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "Am I saying too much?"
"Why do you ask that, Your Highness?"
Pei Wenxuan was a bit puzzled, Li Rong pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, she sat next to him and sighed softly: "I'm not stupid either, I have serious thoughts about what you said to me. You say that I don't know people's hearts, but you are telling the truth. I think about everything from my own perspective, and I can't take care of many things. You are injured at home in Japan today. If I have anything to make you feel uncomfortable, you will tell me I."
Hearing these words, Pei Wenxuan couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, Your Highness."
"Actually, His Highness came back to me that day. From that moment on, no matter what His Highness said, I would not be sad."
Listening to Pei Wenxuan's words, Li Rong turned around suspiciously: "Why?"
"Because His Highness is willing to turn back for me, I know that His Highness takes Wen Xuan to heart."
Li Rong laughed when she heard this: "You really value yourself more and more."
Pei Wenxuan chuckled: "After all, people who have been with each other for so many years are finally friends, right?"
Li Rong listened to Pei Wenxuan's words and looked at Pei Wenxuan's calm expression, she looked at it for a while, and finally said: "Forget it, tonight's matter is over, but my words, whether you think it's right or not, for now listen."
"Don't always think about others in everything. Whatever you want, you have to fight for yourself and get it yourself. Whether the other party accepts it or not is the other party's business, but you can't let it go. Mrs Wen is your mother, and she may be weak. , no matter how incompetent, you have to fight for you in the end, you can't let yourself get into trouble just because of her."
"But," Pei Wenxuan looked at Li Rong seriously, "what if she doesn't want to?"
"Then won't she refuse?" Li Rong was quite surprised, "Whether she wants to, you have to give her a choice. Whether you want to help you or go back to her own Buddhist temple, she has to make her own decision, you can't She cut off her choice from the beginning."
"But I know that way is better for her."
Pei Wenxuan's voice was a little hoarse, and Li Rong shook his head: "Pei Wenxuan, only the client himself can know which way is better."
Pei Wenxuan didn't speak, he looked at Li Rong quietly.
The girl in front of her had an eighteen-year-old face, as beautiful as morning dewdrops, gleaming like falling, but her eyes were transparent and clear after years of baptism, she looked at him quietly, There are worries that the previous life did not have, and there is also the tenderness that Li Rong did not have at the age of eighteen.
This is the new Li Rong.
At the beginning of his rebirth, he thought about marrying eighteen-year-old Li Rong, because he thought that they could start over.
When he knew that Li Rong was born again, he felt that their relationship was over.
But now he realizes that, in fact, at any time in his life, when he wants, he can start over.
He is different now from the past, and Li Rong is also different from the previous life.
He is changing, Li Rong is changing, Li Rong is like a child, groping forward, even if she bumps her head into blood, at least she is changing, changing, so why can't he follow him in this new life A gesture that has never been seen in the past, what about living it once
In his last life, he had watched Li Rong and Su Rongqing together for twenty years.
It's not that he can't win, it's not that he can't grab it, he can kill Su Rongqing secretly.
He just thought that Li Rong chose Su Rongqing, so no matter how jealous and painful he was, he would respect Li Rong's choice.
But they haven't even started in this life, why did he give in
He should fight, he should rob, he should put the choice in front of Li Rong, go or stay, at least Li Rong should give him an answer.
Countless crazy thoughts were surging in his mind, but he didn't show any signs of it. Like Li Rong, once something important was involved, they would crush all their emotions to such an extent that no one could see any traces.
He looked at Li Rong, restrained all his emotional desires, and chuckled lightly: "I will think about your Highness's words."
"If you can think about it, that's the best."
Li Rong said slowly: "After all, I can't protect you forever."
"I understand." Pei Wenxuan lowered his voice, "I won't always let His Highness stand up for me."
"As long as you know."
As the two talked, the carriage arrived at the Princess Mansion. Li Rong rarely helped Pei Wenxuan to get off the carriage, and someone had already come to report on the way. As soon as they arrived at the Princess Mansion, the servants had already prepared everything and served Pei Wenxuan back.
The doctor came over to consult Pei Wenxuan, and then applied medicine and bandages for him.
After Pei Wenxuan was bandaged, Li Rong was also tired and paralyzed. She and Pei Wenxuan ate something casually, then washed and lay down on the bed to rest.
Pei Wenxuan was injured on his back, so he lay on the bed and looked at Li Rong.
Li Rong took a shower in the clean room, put on a single coat and came back, then blew the light and climbed into bed.
Pei Wenxuan just stared at him without blinking. Li Rong noticed his gaze, and when she opened the quilt and lay down, she couldn't help but smile: "You keep looking at me, what are you looking at?"
"Your Highness is beautiful."
Pei Wenxuan answered truthfully, and Li Rong regarded him as flattering again, and rolled him a glance: "Grumpy."
Pei Wenxuan turned her head to look at her, Li Rong lay flat and closed her eyes, after a while, she felt that Pei Wenxuan was still looking at her, she couldn't bear it anymore, opened her eyes, and said with a smile, "What the hell are you looking at? I can't sleep like you do."
Saying that, Li Rong turned her back to Pei Wenxuan and complained, "Go to sleep, if you don't go to court tomorrow, I have to go to court."
Pei Wenxuan looked at Li Rong's back, and after a while, he said, "Your Highness, what do you think of me?"
"Um?"
Li Rong didn't understand why Pei Wenxuan suddenly asked this question, and then heard Pei Wenxuan say: "My father is a very good person, when I was young, I always hoped that I could live like my father, but my father is like a No matter what I do, I can't climb the mountain."
"When I was a child, my mother always said that I am not as good as my father. If other children have any grades, my father and mother are very happy, but no matter what I do, my father will only say that I am good, and my mother will only say that I am not good. "
"So I never know what kind of person I am. I want to hear your Highness's comment."
Pei Wenxuan's voice was very light, but Li Rong felt a little sour in her heart.
In fact, she understood what Pei Wenxuan said. He didn't know Pei Wenxuan himself, but she knew that in his bones, he always felt that he was not good enough.
So as long as she gives him a little favor, she can see that this person is ten times moved and delighted.
It was like this when he was young. After decades, she thought that this person should grow up, but when he asked aloud, she realized that if the wound is not managed, it will only rot, take root, and grow in the dark for a long time. grow.
She didn't speak, and Pei Wenxuan was a little flustered for a while: "His Royal Highness?"
After speaking, Pei Wenxuan became embarrassed: "His Royal Highness should be tired, so I won't gossip. I disturbed, His Highness is sleeping..."
"I think you're fine."
Li Rong spoke suddenly, and Pei Wenxuan was stunned. Li Rong turned her back to him, and said softly, "I'm not blind, do you think that in my last life I would marry anyone who would be moved?"
"I think you are excellent. You are good-looking, good-natured, considerate of others, gentle and considerate."
"You have fun, you know a lot, the six arts of a gentleman, you can take the first place every year, all the popular things among the nobles, you are not good at it."
"You learn everything quickly. The first time you thrush my eyebrows, I will even do makeup for me in less than a month. The first time you pulled my hair, it made my scalp hurt. Updo."
"Although you are sentimental and indecisive, that's also because you value your relationship. If a husband, a friend, a family member are like me, if you look down on everything and let it go, there will always be something missing from this relationship. taste."
"Pei Wenxuan," Li Rong said, watching the moonlight fall in the room, she couldn't help but laugh, "Actually, you are very nice."
Pei Wenxuan didn't speak. He listened to Li Rong's words. At that moment, he developed infinite courage, and he finally felt it.
He couldn't let go.
"Sorry, Your Highness."
He spoke softly, and Li Rong was a little strange: "How do you..."
Before he could finish speaking, someone behind him suddenly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.
They were close together, Li Rong stiffened, Pei Wenxuan hugged her tightly, as if to rub her into the blood.
Li Rong felt that she was surrounded by him, and all her senses were magnified infinitely in the night.
His breath, his touch, the hand he locked around her waist, everything about him, was multiplied in her world.
Her heart was beating fast, and for some reason, she remembered the night when they got married.
The red tent turned waves, and the quilt became waves.
Pei Wenxuan felt the change in her mood and knew the change in her body. He relaxed his hand gently, propped himself up halfway, and put it on her ear. A low, hoarse voice slid across her earlobe, fell into her ear canal, and drilled into her ear. In my mind, for some reason, a numbness arose.
"Rongrong," he called her name, his usual clear voice was a little hoarse, Li Rong's mind was buzzing, it was a little hard to think, and then she heard him say a little low. , "I'm sad, I'll hug you, okay?"
Li Rong couldn't think, she didn't answer, but didn't resist, Pei Wenxuan tightened his arms and buried his head between her necks.
"Rongrong," he said softly, "I don't want to let go, I won't let go, okay?"
The author has something to say: Pei Wenxuan: "Starting today, I will be Niu Colu and Pei Wenxuan."