The man's slightly choked voice sounded in the silent night, especially clear, but desolate.
Ling Lihua looked at the tent ceiling with dull eyes.
I couldn't help but feel a slight pain in my heart.
Lu Hetian has always been a man who can stand up to heaven and earth, but now...
She raised her fingers and wiped the moisture from her neck. Looking at the water marks on her fingertips, she realized that no matter how cold-blooded she was, she couldn't bear to push the man away from her at this moment.
In the end, she sighed, did not respond to his words, patted his back, and said softly: "Go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow."
Lu Hetian finally calmed down, hugged her contentedly and fell asleep.
But Ling Lihua didn't feel sleepy.
After making sure that the man was asleep, she moved her body and moved the man away from her body.
She sat up and looked at the sleeping man next to her with a complicated expression.
She once loved this man deeply, and he doted on her very much, until he betrayed her.
How much she loved him then, how much she hated him later.
When it happened, she didn't believe that a man who loved her so much would do something that was sorry for her.
But when Ms. Zheng took out the pair of obscene pants that she had sewn for him, the firmness in her heart also collapsed.
If he hadn't gotten on Mrs. Zheng's bed, how did she get the obscene pants he was wearing? Moreover, there was also the dazzling red color on her trousers.
At that moment, she was heartbroken and hated this man.
Although it was normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, she couldn't accept it.
She agreed to marry Lu Hetian because she felt that she knew this man well enough to believe that he would never betray her, and she also knew that he was not a playboy.
But reality gave her a loud slap, waking her up and dispersing all her beautiful longings for this love.
It turns out that all men in the world are the same.
It's just that there is no suitable opportunity for him to worry about it.
Men will climb the pole if given the chance.
In her eyes, Lu Hetian was different from other men, but in fact he was the same.
Thinking of what happened back then, she felt pain in her heart. A teardrop fell down her face. She raised her hand to wipe it away. When she looked at Lu Hetian again, the indifference in her eyes remained.
She pulled the quilt smoothly, covered him, and then left the room.
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royal palace.
As soon as the sky turned gray and bright, Lu Liangwei had already gotten up, dressed and washed.
Then he took Chujiu to the imperial study room.
Long Yang stayed in the imperial study room last night. In the morning, he discussed court affairs with several ministers.
When he came out, he saw Lu Liangwei standing there. He was surprised and stunned for a moment.
Especially when he saw the dew in her hair, his heart twisted.
How long has this girl been here
He glanced at Zhao Qian coldly.
Zhao Qian noticed the death glance from the emperor, was frightened, and immediately came to his senses.
"Master, slave..." He grimaced. He didn't know the queen was coming. He had been waiting in the royal study room just now.
Thinking about it, he glared sharply at the little eunuch on duty.
"You bitch slave, the Queen is here, why didn't you know when you heard about it?"
The little eunuch was startled and hurriedly knelt down, "Slave..."
"Mr. Zhao, don't blame him. I was afraid of disturbing the emperor, so I specifically told him not to inform him." Lu Liangwei said in a clear voice. When he saw Long Chi and several ministers following Long Yang, he immediately took a few steps forward. , curtsied to the dragon martingale and said, "I, my concubine, pay your respects to the emperor."
(End of chapter)