Heartburn - Chapter 120 (END)

On the way to Shiyu Temple, I have been doing fierce ideological struggles in my mind. One voice excitedly berated, warned, and hated that iron is not steel, while the other voice calmly persuaded and bewitched, Xunxunshan tempted, I don’t know which school I should follow, but my legs seem to have my own consciousness. When I wake up, people are already standing outside Shiyu Temple.

Along the way, whenever I met an acquaintance, whenever a court attendant or guard came forward and asked for a question, I could throw off my helmet and remove my armor, turn around and flee – but in the end, I didn’t meet a single person, and I didn’t touch any obstacle. Arrived, as if following the guidance in the dark, came here and came to see her.

Fortunately, then there is no need to escape, to meet her again, and to be alone at the end, it is to end the entangled past between me and her.

Pushing open the door of the temple and stepping into the temple, there was still no one in sight. The huge palace was quiet and terrible.

In the palace, she was the only one sitting alone, and the lonely figure made people feel tight for no reason.

She wore a red wedding dress, leaning on the bedside, drinking wine expressionlessly. This scene taught me in a daze of when I was married, and went to her room at night to say goodbye to her, and she was the same. Recklessly drinking boring wine–the only difference is probably that I was the person who was going to be married to others at that time; but this time, it was her who put on the wedding dress.

I have imagined her appearance in a happy dress more than once, she must be very beautiful.

I finally saw it now. It was indeed as handsome and beautiful as I imagined, but it was a pity that this red dress was not worn for me.

Thinking of this, his complexion was always calm, and his heart still felt uncontrollably aching.

I was about to say something, but saw that she took out an unknown bag of rice ends from her arms, raised her hands and poured them all into the hip flask, shook it at will, and poured it directly into the mouth of the pot—intuition Tell me, this is definitely not a good thing. Unexpectedly, the addictive and even crazy five-stone powder that the ancients often took appeared in my mind. When she looked at her increasingly blurred eyes when she was drinking, she couldn’t help but be shocked and rushed to her immediately. After going over, he split his hand to **** the jug in her hand.

“Bold! Who is it!” Her furious and stern voice stopped when she saw me, her hand was unconsciously let go, teaching me to be able to easily grab the pot of wine mixed with ingredients, and throw it fiercely. , The hip flask slammed on the bedpost, the crisp and broken porcelain sound was harsh and shocking, and the spilled wine stains also wetted the bed a little bit, but looking at the margin, it was clear that most of the pot had entered her. Belly.

“…You are here.” She didn’t care about my actions, she just squinted at me, as if confirming my existence, and then smiled and took another jug ​​of wine from the tray on the side. , Took another two small jade glasses, both filled them up and grabbed one of them, and smiled at me, “How about a drink with me?”

“That time you said the same thing, and then…” Seeing her ruining her body so unscrupulously, I became angry for a while, and wanted to ridicule her without a word, but suddenly thought of it. The unspeakable entanglement in the back can no longer continue-not only failed to stab the opponent, but first taught myself to blush.

She also thought of the same scene, her eyes dazzled, her lips filled with a shallow smile, her eyes were watery, her voice was low and soft, as if she was stained with a layer of alcohol: “Well, it would be nice to sit with me for a while. ?”

“Heh, even if I don’t drink, are there few examples of you drunk and splashed after you got drunk? I’m not your opponent anyway, so what can I do with you?” I don’t know if she is so nonchalant. What’s wrong, it’s like being controlled by another stranger, and the vicious words popped out word by word from my mouth, but I was watching this farce like an outsider-my heart was throbbing, but I couldn’t help it. very.

When she heard me say this, her eyes dimmed, so she shook her head. She drank another glass of wine by herself, and did not refill it. Instead, she drank directly at the mouth of the cow, which made her clothes wet. He didn’t care, laughed at himself: “Jian Xin, in your eyes, am I such an unbearable person? Well, if you don’t believe me, tie me up.”

I glanced at her, my face was red, and the wine was smelt, but my eyes were as clear as ever. I looked at me scorchingly, obviously not joking—if I was three years ago, naturally, she didn’t even have a single strand of hair. Heartbroken, now…

Looking at her Chanruo star eyes, I seemed to be bewildered. I was really impressed by the suggestion. I stretched out my hand and pulled off the lanyard of the curtain, and firmly tied her left hand to the end of the bedpost.

She didn’t evade, let alone struggle, stared at my gaze with a smile, taught me to be a little bewildered, just wanted to shrink, the next moment she became firm again-looking around, but didn’t find the second one that could be used to bind Rope, when she was embarrassed in a hurry, listened to her with a low smile, her empty hand brushed her waist, gently and skillfully pulled out the waistband of the happy dress, and handed it to me.

Zhenshou crescent eyebrows, her eyes curled, her smile was gentle and touching, but I was teaching this smile to make her face red, and her hands trembled slightly—as if the person who did not care about the heroic drinking was not her, but myself.

Taking a deep breath, sinking my heart, tied her other hand to the crossbar at the head of the bed, grabbed the hip flask in her hand and threw it aside, and then I sat beside her with confidence, while she looked down. When I was holding the knot, I carefully looked at her face.

After three years, she has lost a lot of weight and whiter, but it is not the healthy skin that is rosy, but the morbid blood loss and paleness that has not seen the sun for a long time-the outline is still the familiar outline, but the edges and corners are more distinct. The lip color is even lighter.

——She has a bad time.

This cognition did not give me the slightest pleasure, on the contrary, it was blunt and sour.

“Jiang Zhuo,” I sighed, and called out the name that had been lingering in my heart for several years, tossing around on the tip of my tongue, but never willing to utter the name – she suddenly looked up at me, with unbelievable ecstasy in her eyes. It was the desperation of comprehension, thin lips moaned a few times, and I wanted to say something, but I was snatched in front of him and said, “…you, you just poured into the wine, what is it?”

The words of decisiveness rolled around at the base of my tongue, and I still couldn’t say it. I cursed my weakness secretly, but I couldn’t bear to say it so directly-when I finished speaking, it was time to leave.

Now, at least with this excuse, I can deceive myself and stay with her for a while, look at her again, and finally trace this face that is so familiar as if it is in blood and blood… and then, forever, clean up. Peel off, forget, and kill.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled softly, and said nonchalantly: “It’s Wei Shu’s bliss.” She said nothing more.

Just listening to the name, I felt something was wrong—forgetfulness? Forget what love? Forget… whose love?

I couldn’t help but angrily said: “How can he deploy some sidelines, his medical ethics! His bottom line!”

He used the medicine to harm me… But he kept saying that he was the one who was going to protect Jiang Zhuo, and now he is the one who made this mess of medicinal rice!

I really don’t understand what he is thinking.

“You don’t have to blame him, I told him to dispense this medicine.” Jiang Zhuo said lightly, but turned aside his eyes, as if he had a guilty conscience.

“What is the effect of this medicine, tell me!” I only felt angry and anxious, and I was sore in my heart, and couldn’t help but grab her by the collar-how dazzling the red dress is, every stitch Every line is almost perfect… so perfect that people want to tear it to pieces.

A hostile spirit surged in my chest. If my reason hadn’t been suppressing it, I was really afraid that I would do something irreparable.

“Besides this, I don’t know any way to accept being with the third prince… the bridal candle.” She casually looked at the Luanfeng Heming embroidery on the top of the bed, and explained in a low voice. She said the last four words very lightly. It was also very slow, as if the sound of breath floated past quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone or teaching me to hear it.

But I heard it, and I heard it clearly.

She said that she was taking this deceptive medicine in order to have **** with the third prince.

With the three princes…

Even the two words that are so pale and simple teach me that I can’t breathe with heartache, let alone imagine the scenes-the person who embraces her affectionately, the person who kisses her passionately, and the one who touches her. And the one who sleeps… the one who touches her and owns her is no longer me.

It’s another person.

I felt an emotion that I had never had before filled my chest, like tigers and wolves roaring, like a frenzy of anger, like a sharp blade cutting my flesh and blood again and again, and like spider silk entwined in circles. It binds my heart-this kind of emotion is called jealousy.

“Why do you abuse yourself like this?” I gritted my teeth and asked her coldly, but unexpectedly, when I spoke, I choked up for a while, “You are, the emperor, if you don’t want it, this world…who? I can force you!”

“Yeah, no one forced me, I did it voluntarily,” she smiled faintly, her eyes blushing, her eyes filled with spring water, and she was unconsciously dyed with silky fascination. “Without you, who am I with, and What’s the difference? Each takes what you need, just one transaction.”

While she was talking, she was panting low, her hands tied and unable to move, but her legs kept closing, rubbing the quilt underneath her as if there was nothing.

I know that it was the **** medicinal effect that started to happen.

“Jian Zhuo, you bastard!” I was reluctant to hit her, and slapped her on the bedpost, but my palm was sore that I couldn’t help but flushed my eyes.

“You’re right, I’m a bastard.” She restrained her gasping and smiled at me pretentiously. The smile was clear, charming, and very confusing.

“Does it hurt?” I fixedly watched her lower her head, and gently dropped a kiss on my palm-my body trembled slightly, but I did not withdraw my hand in a mysterious way, just stunned. She licked her lips, glanced at me very quickly, then stretched out the tip of her tongue, and licked it softly against my red and numb palm.

I was so shocked for a while that I froze and did not move. I only felt a dryness coming from the warm palms, eroding my sanity a little bit-her kiss came all the way from the palms, clinging wetly. Between my fingers, my soft tongue was playing and spinning, moving my heart wantonly.

Lost and confused, but heard someone outside the door whispered: “Your Majesty, your noble prince…”

I didn’t know where I was irritated. Turning my head and angrily interrupted the palace attendant’s report: “Get out!”

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Zhuo biting his lip, smiling “chickingly”, glaring eyes like silk, clothes half-fading, and beautiful like a peach blossom demon in Lingjue Zen Temple.

Enduring the dryness of reaching the spiritual platform, I pressed her lips against her and asked dumbly, “What do you want to say to me?”

I still persuaded myself, to her, and to each other, a chance.

——This is my last indulgence.

“Actually, the third prince didn’t marry me sincerely. He fell in love with your husband, so he made a deal with me.” She rubbed my cheek and said softly.

“…Is there anything else?” I knew that this person would have a plan for the world. I didn’t expect even Fu Ruozhen to join me, but this is not what I want to hear.

“I used to be close to you without my identity. It is indeed a different idea, but my feelings for you are from the bottom of my heart, absolutely nothing false.” Her breathing became hot, and she kissed the base of my ears and neck. Talking intermittently.

I just stayed silent, I couldn’t avoid kissing her, but I didn’t respond in half.

“Jian Xin, I was too selfish and self-righteous in the past. I never cared about your feelings. I know I was wrong. Forgive me, okay?” She sobbed impatiently and arched into my arms, like a cub I rubbed the ground, the rice face was filled with spring, tears filled my eyelashes, showing a rare chuchu attitude, teaching people can not hardly refuse her, “I love you, I listen to you everything… we Start again, okay?”

I think she might really be a fairy.

And I, the mortal who was deceived by her, would rather live for her, die for her, can’t stop it for her, and fall forever for her.

——From beginning to end, all I want is her apology for no longer evasive, and a sincere promise.

“…Okay.” I nodded, kissed her, and gently pressed her into the bed…