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And tonight, what he said to Qingling, she understood how difficult it was. She had always known what kind of feelings Qingling had for him...
Regardless of whether he loves her or not, what Qingling gave him was something very precious to him.
Tonight, his words had given her a promise.
There was no joy, but there were many touches and gratitude.
Could she also try to let it go
"Qiaochu, has anyone ever told you that it's not good for a woman to be too smart..."
Shangguan Jinghong's eyes darkened, and he suddenly approached her, put his face against hers, and said, "Because I thought you would like it, you like that kind of ruthlessness, I just want you to be happy, there are some things I would never say in front of the fifth brother. Those words made me feel very low, I have never treated Shen Qingling like that before, but you are still unhappy, you are still blaming me, right?"
"Okay, then tell me, what else do I need to do to make you happy? Tell me, what else do you want me to do? I can't give you Shen Qingling's life, and I won't let you go either. What else do you want?"
"I really shouldn't love you. What's so good about you? You're such an ugly bastard, such a stubborn woman..."
As he spoke, he also lost his temper. His deep voice was sharp and self-deprecating. His hoarse breath sprayed on her face. He suddenly pinched her cheeks fiercely and cursed her one after another: "Ugly... Ugly and stubborn..."
"Speak, you are cursing me in your heart, right? Speak!"
Qiaochu felt a little pain on her face, but she knew that he didn't really use any force. She stared at the fierce yet infatuated eyes in front of her. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. The moonlight and starlight seemed to have dyed his black hair with a layer of frost.
She couldn't help but reach out to touch his hair, and when she held it in her palm, she realized that it was a visual error, but it was not entirely true. The frosty hair was actually white. There were actually some white hairs mixed in his hair.
He continued to knead her face, a slightly childish action, but she finally choked up and cried softly.
He is only twenty-one or twenty-two years old, at the prime of his life, so how come he has white hair
I never noticed it when I was with him before.
In modern times, he is actually still a half-grown child.
Maybe you are still in school, or maybe you are already working. Although there is competition, it does not affect your life. When you are tired, just take a rest or let it go. Why bother to calculate so much
You should laugh at me for being so sentimental, or your hair will turn gray at an early age.
Gray hair is also a sign of tiredness.
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Shangguan Jinghong suddenly panicked, and hurriedly wiped her tears and rubbed her cheeks, "Don't cry, I'll pinch it for you."
As he spoke, he glanced around and saw that there was no one around. Then he took off the iron mask and threw it onto the stone table with a "smack" sound.
His voice sounded exhausted, but the look in his eyes as he looked around was extremely sharp. Qiao Chu was stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just stood there in a daze.
Shangguan Jinghong frowned and grabbed her hand and put it on his face.
Qiaochu finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, pinched his face a few times, and then said in a muffled voice: "Go back, you still have to go to court tomorrow, go back to sleep."
Shangguan Jinghong narrowed his eyes and stared at her suspiciously, as if he couldn't believe it. It seemed that she was no longer angry with him.
Qiaochu was angry and amused, and also a little embarrassed, but seeing the bloodshot at the corners of his eyes, she finally faced him seriously and said seriously: "I'm not angry anymore."
"Why?"
But he held her face in his hands and stared at her more deeply.
"Because you are tired and need to rest. You have gray hair."
Qiaochu gently lifted his hair and showed it to him, then took the iron mask and put it on him, then put his arms around his neck and said, "Let's go home."
Shangguan Jinghong did not move.
Qiaochu was surprised and looked at his face, but she didn't know that Shangguan Jinghong was already ecstatic. She only saw that his eyes were dark, but clearly flowing with a fiery heat. She was still looking at him when her head tightened and her lips were blocked by a pair of warm hands...
…
The light was dim and flickering, slowly outlining a pair of shadows snuggling together on the tent.
Lying in the man's arms, Qiaochu was already very sleepy, but she was so happy that she didn't want to sleep yet. After coming back and taking a bath, Shangguan Jinghong asked someone to go to the kitchen to get the medicine that had been boiled long ago, and personally fed her the medicine. At this time, Fang hugged her and leaned against the bed railing.
Shangguan Jinghong stretched out his hand, extinguished the candle, and said with a smile: "Qiaochu, let's talk. I don't want to sleep. I'm happy."
Qiaochu felt the same way, but when he looked at the sky, he hurriedly said, "Don't talk anymore, it's almost five o'clock in the morning, you should take a rest."
"Well," Shangguan Jinghong gently kissed her hair, "You really don't have anything to say to me?"
"In the future, if there is something, can you please not hide it from me?"
Shangguan Jinghong was silent for a long time, and slowly tightened his arms around her.
"I can't promise you. If it's something like this, I will still handle it in my own way, the best way for you. But I promise, I only want you. I want us to be together forever."
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His words made her feel awkward again.
How could she stay with him forever? At the same time, she remembered something she had been deliberately avoiding thinking about - his life would not be long, and he would die young.
She got him, but couldn't be with him. After her death, he had more than ten years left, which were not long to begin with. Was he going to have to live in loneliness
Is this the retribution for taking away Siwei's happiness
Even though she understood that she was his wife and did not take him away as Siwei said, she still felt sad and uneasy.
"Jinghong, do you... love me very much?"
The joyful mood suddenly turned into a gloomy mood, and suddenly blurted out.
She asked this without thinking, but she felt embarrassed when she asked it. Even in the dark, her face felt hot.
Shangguan Jinghong didn't say anything.
Qiaochu didn't know what the conversations between lovers were like, but between them, he had confessed his love to her a few times. Although he didn't say any love words directly and wasn't sweet or explicit, it was still heart-warming. She didn't expect that he would be embarrassed if she asked him directly.
Yes, he is not the kind of person who is willing or good at saying sweet words.
He has a strange personality. He was like a child a moment ago, and soon he said some responsible words, just like before. He said, Qiaochu, if it is like this matter, I will still handle it in my own way.
She was a little absent-minded when a hand reached out and lifted her hips. She screamed in surprise and was pulled onto his legs.
As he kissed her deeply, he reached his big hands into her clothes and touched every inch of her skin carefully but possessively.
He slowly let her go until she was out of breath, held her earlobe in his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiaochu, did you say I love you?"
The two of them had not been intimate with each other very often, and Qiaochu was immediately embarrassed, but even more heartbroken, and suddenly hugged his neck.
He responded to her immediately and hugged her tightly, pressing her against his body.
She couldn't help but speak out her worries, "Jinghong, maybe we shouldn't be together. I know I can't stay with you for long. If I die, you..."
His arms were so tight that it hurt her. His voice was cold, "If you keep saying these nonsense, I will kill you two girls, your mother, and those people in the north. Since you dared to ask me to love only you, you made me love only you now. So live well and I will find a way to cure you. Do you understand?"
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking.
Qiaochu was feeling a little strange and his ear was slightly painful, but it was held by him.
"No matter what happens to you in the future, I will never love anyone else. Do you know why I took you to the old house and to my mother's palace to say those words? Or should I scold you and blame you for not believing me?"
The voice was faintly poured into her ears, his mouth was close to her ear, speaking slowly word by word.
"I understand. I just hope you can live happily in the future."
"As long as you stay with me forever..."
His body was very tired, but it seemed as if he was pushed forward by a force. Qiaochu let him raise his face, wiped the moisture off his face, and smiled: "Okay, I promise you, this is what you said, you will be lucky enough to stand in the highest position in the future. I know that before you hold real power, you must do what that position does, such as selecting a talent show and getting married. But if you dare to touch other women and make me angry to death, I will come back to settle accounts with you even if I become a ghost."
"Remember what you said."
Qiaochu was half joking, but he took it seriously when he answered with a smile, and was slightly stunned...
Qiaochu wanted to ask how long her body could hold on, but if she asked, she would be afraid, he would be unhappy, and she also wanted to live stronger than before. In the end, she didn't ask anything.
She felt at ease and immediately felt sleepy. She found a comfortable position in his arms and fell into a sleepy state.
…
"Outstanding..."
There is a voice calling in my ear.
It's him.
"Um..." Qiaochu responded vaguely. He seemed to be saying something, but his voice was a little far away and she couldn't hear clearly. It seemed that he was saying a name.
Qin Ge...
The sound suddenly became louder.
Qin Ge
He was talking about Qin Ge's name
Qiao Chu was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a cramped darkness in front of him.
Although the room was dark, it shouldn't be so dim that she couldn't see anything. She reached out and touched the side, but Shangguan Jinghong was not there. There was a creaking sound where she touched, like the sound of wood. She was startled again. She was clearly sleeping on the bed. The bed under her was made of wood, but it should be covered with a mattress. She subconsciously stretched out her arm and touched the side, and there was another piece of wood there.
Her heart was pounding. She was not in the room! How could this happen
She had some idea of where she was. She gritted her teeth and slowly reached up to touch her head.
This touch made me feel disappointed.
Sure enough, there was also a wooden board on top.
"Jinghong..."
She hadn't noticed it just now, but now she could smell a musty smell coming from her nose, and something was crawling and gnawing at her skin under her body and on her arms. She gritted her teeth to suppress her panic, and called out the familiar and trusted name.
While reaching out to push the wooden board above his head.
To be precise, the lid.
Because this is a coffin.
She was in the coffin...
With a "boom", she was surprised and happy. As the coffin lid was slowly pushed open, she quickly sat up. It was still dark in front of her, but a little light was refracted from not far away, and she could immediately see the person standing next to the coffin.
Those eyebrows, that face, belong to Shangguan Jinghong.
He smiled gently, looked at her, opened his arms and embraced her. Although she was surprised and afraid why he suddenly brought her back to the old house and put her in this terrifying coffin, she still obediently reached out her hand. When the two were about to touch, she suddenly came to her senses and smiled bitterly, "No, you are not Shangguan Jinghong."
This guy has short hair and a gun.
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It’s Qin Ge.
He is Qin Ge.
Is this Tomb Chamber No. 19
But Qin Ge is already dead.
This is what is in front of us…
As she was thinking, she saw Qin Ge suddenly close his eyes, and his tall body fell towards her. Qiaochu reached out to help him without thinking, but saw that he was covered in blood. She suddenly remembered the scene on the day Qin Ge died -
Even though he didn't love her, she was still heartbroken, "No, Qin Ge, don't die."
…
Come to "Qiaochu, wake up, wake up quickly..."
It was still that familiar embrace, but the coldness was gone, replaced by warmth. Qiaochu trembled all over and slowly opened her eyes. The other party pulled her back a little, put a handkerchief on her forehead and wiped it carefully. The slightly bright sky behind the window lattice reflected the man's brocade robe. There was an undisguised pity in his eyes, and also a hint of deep thought.
He was fully dressed, even wearing an iron mask.
However, Qiaochu pushed his hand away somewhat inappropriately and hugged him tightly.
Qin Ge is dead, but he is still here. Fortunately, he is still here.
Shangguan Jinghong kissed her forehead and whispered to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream. I'm here. I will beat away anyone who wants to bully you. Okay?"
There was a cough outside the tent.
Qiaochu reacted, although he was still a little frightened. He pushed Shangguan Jinghong away with a red face. It must be Laotie and Fang Ming who came in to wake him up. This was bad.
Shangguan Jinghong didn't care and whispered in her ear: "Why don't I take a leave today and stay with you in the mansion."
Qiaochu saw that he had a slight smile on his face, but his tone was serious. He couldn't tell whether it was true or not, so he said angrily, "I'm not a beauty, and I don't want to be a troublemaker. Do you want to die? You just got your power back and you want to skip work on the first day of work?"
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