Chapter 362 Affectionate
Liang Han was shocked, it wasn’t Feng Ting, it was him...
But why is he here?
Liang Han narrowed his eyes and did not dare to take another step.
How many nights, she could always hear someone calling her, calling her out loudly.
But every time she wanted to step forward, she would wake up and find that it was just a dream.
Liang Huan stood there, eyes wide open, trying his best to see clearly, but his vision was completely blurred.
Thousands of words stuck in my throat, but in the end all that was left was choking.
With her eyes blurred by tears, she saw a handsome and tall shadow walking towards her step by step.
In just a moment, he walked in front of her and stopped a step away.
He stared at her silently with red eyes.
Emotions surge, as if it were a lifetime ago.
Liang Huan did not dare to wipe her tears and stared at the person in front of her. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart with bare hands, and the blood was dripping with pain.
They are obviously so close, yet so far away.
Liang Huan turned his head, wiped his tears, and looked at him again: "Why did you come back?"
Yu Wenjue felt a little suffocated, "Because you are here."
Liang Huan's throat tightened and he closed his eyes: "Why did you come now?"
It was a rare grievance and Complain.
Yu Wenjue felt a pain in his heart, restrained himself, and withdrew his hand that wanted to wipe away her tears.
How to explain the hand he saw when she reached out to him and was ignored by him?
He frowned, he didn't know how to face himself, let alone her.
I never thought that he was responsible for her nightmares every night.
When Liang Huan saw his hand falling back, her heart felt sore and painful, and her eyes were red: "Are you still angry with me?"
Angry?
Yu Wenjue felt as if his heart had been cut out with a knife.
No, it's not him who should be angry, but her.
Yu Wenjue shook his head slightly and twitched the corners of his lips, unable to explain.
Liang Huan stared at him deeply: "Why is that?"
"Huan Huan..." Yu Wenjue had a lump in his throat and his voice was hoarse. He was not sure if she still wanted to meet him.
But with just such a word, Liang Han couldn't bear it anymore and cried.
Yu Wenjue sighed and stepped forward, raising her face.
"Huanhan, you want to see me, right?"
Whether Lu Xiu is still alive is definitely not what Song Mian wants to ask.
Liang Huan raised her face and stared at this thoughtful face carefully. Her fingertips traced his eyebrows little by little. The contact between skin was warm and real, and there was a faint scent of cold pine wood in her nose. Son.
It is Lu Xiu who only belongs to Liang Huan.
She couldn't say a word except for nodding her head.
How could she not want to see him?
Yu Wenjue lowered his head with red eyes, wiped away Liang Huan's tears, and smiled: "As long as you want to see me, I will definitely appear in front of you."
Liang Huan also smiled , the whole person was hugged into a warm and reassuring embrace.
She hugged his waist tightly, closed her eyes, and greedily smelled the clear and familiar fragrance.
It's the living Lu Xiu.
Liang Huan buried her head in his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat inside. It was really the embrace that accompanied her through the long night, and made her once greedy and reluctant to let go.
Suddenly remembering the sword that pierced the chest, Liang Huan did not dare to use force and carefully touched it through his clothes: "Does it still hurt? I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I didn't explain it clearly to you."
Yu Wenjue grabbed her finger, put it to his lips and kissed her: "Don't worry, the pain is gone. You just want me to live well, right?"
His chin rested on hers The top of her head and the force holding her lower back wanted to embed her into her body.
"You want to tell me that when we become husband and wife, we have no doubt about our love, right?"
He indeed saw the bundle of hair she left behind.
Tears burst into Liang Huan's eyes. She wanted to raise her head, but he was restraining her and unable to move. His round belly could not create any distance between them.
Yu Wenjue sighed slightly: "Huanwen, if you have anything to do in the future, you are not allowed to hide it from me, let alone carry it alone, okay?"
In the future?
Liang Huan felt severe pain in her chest, raised her hand to touch his face, and sniffed: "You don't have anything to ask me?"
Yu Wenjue kissed the top of her head, his eyes slightly wet: "No need to ask, I know it all."
"You all know it?" Liang Huan was surprised, tears streaming down her eyes.
Yu Wenjue squinted his eyes and nodded, his mouth bitter: "Well, we all know."
He stepped away a little and lowered his head to look at her: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I only believe in me Believe it.”
Liang Huan felt sad in his heart. He had said this before. After learning about his life experience when he was young, he did not believe in the Northern Zhou Dynasty or the Lu family, but went to verify it himself. That's why he came to find her?
Yu Wenjue was silent for a moment and then said: "I also know that you are carrying our child in your belly."
Liang Huan's tears stagnated and she looked at him blankly. Unbelievable.
Yu Wenjue smiled and gently wiped away her tears: "You once told me."
Liang Huan almost forgot to cry and stared at him stupidly. She really didn't understand why he said that?
Yu Wenjue looked at her wet red eyes, his heart felt like it was being hit by a heavy hammer, and it was painful every time it was hit, so he grabbed her head and pressed it into his arms.
In the case of Yao Jinse, she told him that if a woman experienced such an experience, she would not be able to have children without grudges.
But what he suffered was more than ten times or a hundred times more damage.
At that time, he just looked on and looked at it indifferently.
Yu Wenjue closed his eyes and inhaled slightly, unable to stop the wet and hot liquid from sliding down his cheeks.
He calmed down, his voice was calm, and he didn't show any emotion.
"Wanwan, come with me, let's start again, okay?"
"Start again?"
"Yes, start again." He let go She looked into her eyes and nodded gently.
Liang Huan's eyes surged, yes, everything can start again.
As long as she nods.
But she didn't move, her eyes fixed on this face that fascinated her.
She said in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, who are you?"
My mind was slightly moved, and my heart was beating like a drum.
She was only immersed in the joy of reunion, but forgot one very important thing.
We knew that he was from Zhou. When he was taken away that day, the person who came to pick him up could tell that he was an extraordinary person just from his words and deeds. They planned so carefully and worked so hard that even the body was brought back to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. How could it be just an ordinary meticulous work?
There are also the belongings given to her twice, and the white jade in the box painted with lotus.
How could it be possible for an ordinary person to give her a gift through the hands of the Northern Zhou Emperor?
Liang Han looked at him unblinkingly.
Yu Wenjue's back stiffened slightly, and instinctively, the memories about Lu Xiu came flooding back.
No, those don't belong to him, they are all dead, he is just him.
He wants to start over with a new identity.
"I——"
With a bang, the door was slammed open, and the words he was about to say were interrupted unexpectedly.
Liang Huan was startled and looked up.
Two people came in one after the other.
The woman has an unfamiliar face, followed closely by an old acquaintance, Yu Chiyuan.
The woman was dressed in red clothes and a red skirt, holding a long sword in her hand, with a slightly raised pretty face and arrogant eyes. She was heroic and radiant.
She looked over with an unscrupulous look.
Meeting his appraising gaze, the woman smiled.
"Why, don't you know that he is the King of Qi Yuwenjue of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Her face was filled with arrogance that she did not dare to underestimate, and her tone was full of ridicule.
“His Royal Highness the King of Qi of Zhou Dynasty traveled thousands of miles to Jinye, the state of Qi, for the euphemistic reason that he wanted to spy on the enemy. However, he did not expect it to be for a secret meeting with the beloved concubine of the enemy’s Qi Lord, and he even had to kidnap her. Elope, Yu Wenjue, you are really amazing!"
Liang Huan's heart tightened and she looked silently at the person holding her tightly. Was it actually Yu Wenjue?
Looking at the nimble skills of the girl in red, not even Yuan can stop her, she is definitely not an ordinary boudoir girl.
Yu Chi Yuan stepped forward with a cold face. He first faced Yu Wenjue to accept the crime, and then bowed respectfully to Liang Huan: "Madam."
Madam?
Xiao Qianyi's smile immediately froze on her face. Not to mention that except for Yu Wenjue, she had never seen Yu Chiyuan treat anyone so respectfully. Just this Madam's words were enough to shake her heart.
I once thought that the phrase "Madam" spoken by Qingzhu in Prince Qi's Mansion referred to his divorced original wife, Mrs. Cao.
I really didn't expect that the lady they talked about would actually have such a room of concubines.
Is my concubine worthy of being called madam? Are you really bragging?
Xiao Qianyi saw that Yu Wenjue’s hand holding the clothed woman did not let go for a moment, and her eyes stung.
The rumor that the great Sima was fascinated by his concubine in the past is actually true.
Xiao Qianyi twitched her lips and just wanted to laugh. She never expected that Yu Wenjue, who was always in the cold and cold all day long, would have such affectionate moments?
Yu Wenjue turned to look at her with an indifferent expression: "Get out."
There were only two cold words.
Xiao Qianyi ignored it and just stared at Liang Huan, looking up and down, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why hasn't he told you who he is? Then you have to be careful, maybe he did it on purpose. I’m using you.”
(End of this chapter)