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Change your identity and start a new life. As for the Lang family, as long as the Shangguan family rules Dongling, it will have a place there. "
Lang Linling shuddered violently, she really didn't expect Shangguan Jinghong to say that. He still called her by his old nickname, his face flushed slightly, but his eyes were clear... ruthless, not at all like the look he had when he looked at Qiaochu, frantic and at a loss.
"I won't leave the palace, Shangguan Jinghong, you always know that I love you... I love you."
"I won't compete with her... When you have more concubines in the future, I can protect her in the harem like you protect her..." Her nose felt dry, and what surged in her heart was not hatred, but sadness.
Shangguan Jinghong's laughter came softly.
"You don't need to protect her. It's enough for her to have me to protect her. Without a harem, I won't appoint any more concubines. Even if she no longer loves me, I won't canonize any woman again."
"Except for her, I don't have that kind of feeling towards other women, nor do I have any need for them. You came over... Was my desire for her so obvious just now? No wonder she ran away... Hehe."
He was not teasing or joking, nor did he want her to back down. He really treated her as a friend who came to drink with him, and spoke calmly.
"Are you really determined to wait for her?"
"Um."
"Can you wait for her to...?"
"Until I can wait no longer."
Lang Linling clearly saw her knuckles turning blue from clenching her fists on the table. She took a deep breath but still stood up unsteadily.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" she asked him with a smile.
"In our previous lives, we would never have had much interaction. In this life, there are too many predetermined destinies. I married you, and I failed you. I will make it up in my own way. You are a smart person. Don't try to force me, and don't test me. You can't afford to gamble with the lives of your entire family. Whether it's you, me, or my fifth brother, the world is full of chaos, but no matter whether it's the Three Realms or the Six Paths, everyone has his responsibilities, and no one can live just for himself."
In her ears, there was his voice as gentle as water. Never before had Lang Linling felt that he was like a Buddha more than at that moment.
A Buddha who is ruthless to everyone but has desire for one person.
Friends, confidants, in the end, this is all they have left, and he is only willing to give her this. Perhaps it should be said that everything was destined from the day they first met.
In the dim lights, a down-and-out young man is so proud and says with a smile, it’s not you who is helping me, we are helping each other.
The Lang family was saved, and she got what she wanted many years ago. Her wish came true, didn't it
He didn't actually owe her anything.
It's her choice.
If it were anyone else, she would never make friends with him, let alone fall in love with him.
At the very beginning, it was what she wanted from him.
As a result, he lost his love.
Her whole life.
This is the life he gave her, and also the life she gave herself.
She really didn't dare to kill Qiaochu.
Neither will it.
She couldn't bring herself to kill Qiaochu, and she still wanted to have a little share of his heart. To do this for Shen Qingling, isn't that stupid
How could she leave the palace? If she stayed in the palace, she could still see him; if she left, she would have nothing.
This made him feel a little guilty about her.
Even though guilt was never love.
But at least, guilt would make the memory a little stronger, and he would always remember that she was in his life.
Her face was covered with tears, but she did not wipe them away, nor did she turn around to go out the main door. Instead, she walked towards the dark side door opposite. After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back, wanting to take another look at him.
But he had already taken away her cup and put it on the stool. He filled his own glass half full and put it on the seat opposite, smiling, “Chu’er, I know you want to drink. You used to drink secretly in the heaven without telling me. Once, I drank too and did some things to you that I shouldn’t have. I wasn’t actually drunk at that time… I stood outside the temple all night again that night… You always think I don’t want you, it’s not that I don’t want you, it’s that I can’t afford it. I was afraid something would happen to you. The stone beasts outside the Feitian Temple know how many nights I stood there… Well, you have a little monster now, so you can’t drink too much. Half a cup is enough.”
"Why don't you drink it? Isn't it tasty?" He frowned slightly, picked up the wine cup on the table, took a sip, nodded thoughtfully, and murmured: "This wine is a bit strong, I'll get some fruit to make wine for you..."
Going the other way, he walked towards the main entrance, holding the cup tightly.
Lang Linling was heartbroken. When facing other people, he appeared to be sober, but in fact, he was already drunk.
Qiaochu, if I were you, I would do whatever you want. Even if I die now, I would be willing.
She was thinking absentmindedly, but saw him suddenly standing at the door, as if someone was blocking his way.
…
Did he do anything.
It seems not.
It was here that he threatened a woman and then went on a drunken rampage.
Qiaochu made up his mind.
If there is bound to be some harm in the future, she will accept it.
It wasn't that she suddenly became brave, it was that she didn't want him to be lonely anymore.
In three lives and three worlds, she has suffered setbacks time and time again, and her edges have long been worn away.
But who made her fall in love with a Buddha
She must be brave even when she can't be brave. As long as he dares to love, she will follow.
Even if he is not a Buddha, if he really has a reason for her to love him, if she still doesn't want to let go, it is better to try than to retreat.
Maybe, I will fail again next time, maybe, things will get better.
Seeing him frowning, staring at her intently, and rubbing his eyes with his hands, she also lowered her head to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes. She didn't know what to say to him.
You can't just say, I forgive you, let's start over.
Dosun.
But he didn't move, just staring at her blankly. At this moment, he didn't look like Fei Tian, Qin Ge, or even Guan Jinghong, but rather like Jing Qing.
"Master, Master, Master Qiao is here to see you."
Beside them, Laotie and Jingping were extremely anxious, Sasi and Meiren rolled their eyes, and Jingqing stomped his feet and roared.
Shangguan Jinghong was shocked, but still did not move. He rubbed his eyes vigorously. Qiaochu could not help it. He walked in front of him, punched him hard in the chest, and said in a muffled voice: "Do you still want to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival with me? If not, I will go back."
Shangguan Jinghong's lips moved, and before he could finish his words, he had already grabbed her tightly in his arms, as if to prevent her from going back on her words.
The wine cup in his hand fell to the ground, spreading the fragrance all over the ground.
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Fang smelled the strong aroma of alcohol rising from the ground, and Qiaochu's mouth was also tainted by the aroma of alcohol.
Her lips and tongue were tightly blocked, and he quickly hooked his lips and tongue around hers...
She was kissed until she couldn't breathe, and then she remembered that everyone was around, so she felt embarrassed and anxious, and quickly pushed him away.
Shangguan Jinghong didn't care. After a while, when she really had difficulty breathing, he slowly let her go.
Qiaochu's face was hot, and he punched him a few times, "Everyone is..."
"Who would be so ignorant as to run away..."
Qiaochu was stunned, and looked around. Sure enough, no one was there. There was no queen in front, no roaring emperor in the back, Laotie and Jingping were gone, and the four great men and beauties also disappeared. Shangguan Jinghong spoke coldly, without even looking at them, but he was obviously smarter than her.
Even the doors on both sides of the palace were closed at some point.
She had an idea and walked over with Shangguan Jinghong in her hand. She pushed the door, but it didn't move at all.
The wolf was locked up.
She was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
She felt a slight weight on her body. It was Shangguan Jinghong who pushed her against the door, his forehead against hers. "Chu'er, am I dreaming?"
His voice was hoarse and his tone was solemn and serious. He was really still doubting her. My nose felt sore and I stood on tiptoe to bite his neck.
His neck trembled slightly, and then he remained motionless, allowing her to bite hard. He held her tightly with one hand and stroked her hair with the other.
She bit him for a long time, then stopped, looking up at him provocatively. He felt pain, but a smile remained on his face. He pecked her hard on the lips, then suddenly picked her up and turned her slightly.
She screamed and laughed, repeatedly saying: "Be careful, children... woodworms"
This is a little gesture he makes when he is happy.
She had experienced this before, he was no longer the serious man in the Feitian Palace.
He was no longer her master and could only watch from afar.
They will be fine in the future, right
All the disasters are over, aren't they
She smiled, but couldn't help choking up slightly.
Shangguan Jinghong immediately woke up from his excitement and put her down, and hurriedly wiped her tears, "I'm a doctor, I know the strength, I won't hurt the baby..."
She thought about it, then hit him hard a few more times, "Will you ever ignore my explanation and listen to another woman in the future?"
Shangguan Jinghong's heart ached when he heard this. He wanted to explain but found himself choked there, unable to express himself in words. He suddenly kissed her again.
This time it was no longer a tentative kiss like before. When his burning breath moved from her lips that were hurt by him to the old scar, and kissed her deeply or heavily, Qiaochu trembled... In addition to the feelings, she felt the determination, the determination that belonged to Feitian. She soon felt his desire, and his hand reached into her clothes...
Rough and hot, it branded her skin... She gasped softly, but she couldn't resist... Shangguan Jinghong's breath quickened, and the delicate, smooth and full flesh under his palms, this was the person he had been waiting for for so long - at that time, he was guiding the Buddhist monks in the morning and evening classes in the hall, and every time he saw her, his mind was confused, and sometimes he even said the wrong thing in class, but fortunately, everyone thought what he said was right, and if they thought it was wrong, it must be his fault...
As he thought about it, his mind was slightly shaken, and his desire for her suddenly became fierce. He picked her up by the waist and was about to walk into the hall. She climbed up his neck with her hands somewhat weakly, her face curled up in his arms, her breath flowing gently in his heart, and the gentle feeling made him sober up.
He cursed himself inwardly, put her down and held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder to calm his restless heart.
He really lost his mind, she was six or seven months pregnant!
Qiaochu also blushed. She knew what he was thinking and even forgot to stop him. She kowtowed to him in embarrassment.
Shangguan Jinghong hesitated for a long time before hesitating, "Are you...hungry?"
Qiaochu didn't expect him to change the subject, but he managed to say this. He was immediately amused and stepped back from his embrace. As expected, he saw that his cheeks were suspiciously red. He didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or...
Thinking of the word "shy", she felt very happy. Shangguan Jinghong was thick-skinned and didn't do that often, but Feitian...
Shangguan Jinghong saw the sparkling smile in her eyes, and felt both love and annoyance in his heart. After all, in his previous life, he was her master, but now she was taking advantage of him, which really proved what she said at the beginning.
One day, he was afraid of her.
He coughed lightly and pinched her nose. Qiaochu immediately reached out to pinch his nose. She was indeed no longer afraid of him. He cursed and picked her up again. "Are you sleepy? Go back and rest, okay?"
Qiaochu giggled again and kissed him lightly on the lips. He lowered his head and tapped her forehead hard, saying in a rough voice, "I don't mean that."
Qiaochu watched his face getting redder and he smiled even more. Everything was settled, and she felt happy and relaxed. She was indeed a little sleepy. Unlike him, he stood guard outside her room every day and could go to the morning court steadily. But tonight she didn't want to fall asleep like this. She wanted to stay with him and chat. Then she remembered that Shen Qingling said he didn't eat anything, so she hurriedly said, "Let's go have a midnight snack."
Shangguan Jinghong thought she was hungry, so without saying a word, he immediately carried her back. When he looked at the stone table, he found that there was only wine on it.
He frowned and glanced at the locked palace door, took a deep breath, hugged her and jumped onto the eaves, then jumped down from the eaves, leaving the palace in this way.
The two men appeared in mid-air, and the imperial guards thought they were assassins. Fortunately, Shangguan Jinghong's martial arts skills were top-notch, and he dodged with a few moves, thus preventing the imperial guards guarding the palace from using their weapons to stab holes in them.
"Greetings to His Majesty, and to His Majesty the Concubine."
The imperial guards saluted with sweat dripping down their cheeks. Lao Tie and the others hurriedly came over from under the shade of the tree. Shangguan Jinghong glanced at them all and asked, "Who locked the door?"
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Upon hearing this, Jing Qing quietly retreated behind Jing Ping.
He is a loyal child. When Shangguan Jinghong was still Feitian, he was not a selfless person. He would use the iron-blooded suppression of Long Feili and have some hidden thoughts about Qiao Ruolan. Jing Qing was also seeking benefits for him, so he scolded her a few words and that was it. Qiao Chu would not agree. Jing Qing wanted to lock her up so that she could not leave even if she regretted it. So he punished her to stand guard with the imperial guards outside the palace.
Jingqing left muttering to himself.
Shangguan Jinghong had never been a gentleman. He looked at the four beauties with a slight vigilance and drove them back to Ruiyuan Palace.
Jing Ping, on the other hand, would never let anyone down. He quickly asked the imperial kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food, and then he and his friend left.
After they had some food, they walked hand in hand in the palace.
This is also what the two of them often did when they were in heaven, but it was impossible to shake hands and walk together at that time. But now it is possible.
Both of them are very happy.
When passing by Changfei Palace, they unexpectedly heard some noises coming from inside. Shangguan Jinghong immediately picked up Qiaochu and gently jumped onto the roof.
There were several people in the courtyard outside the temple.
Shangguan Jinghong was an excellent martial artist, and Qiaochu also cooperated by keeping quiet, so the people inside didn't notice.
One of them, with slightly gray hair on his temples and dressed elegantly, was sitting in the yard, with a bottle of wine and two cups on the table.
He poured himself several glasses of wine, then stood up again, somewhat unsteadily. A man beside him hurried to help him up, but he waved his hands, broke free, and staggered to the ground.