Mo Shang is young

Luo Yingying has been living in a trance recently. It should be said that in the days of being imprisoned by Wan Dongyang, there will be changes every moment. For example, at this moment, Hongyue——Han Zixing's Hongyue and she changed masters in a blink of an eye.

This master is not someone else, but the woman I met in the snow that day. Perhaps Wan Dongyang's recent erratic state makes it difficult to take care of tormenting these two people, or this new master is really favored. In short, They were transferred again.

In contrast, the new master is a very gentle person, and he didn't make things difficult for the two of them. After taking them over from that Cheng'er, he just arranged for a leisurely errand, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But when she was free from work, Luo Yingying felt restless.If there were unfinished chores and problems to be dealt with every day, then she would not remember that the person beside her was Han Zixing who had given her a divorce letter back then, and might even have murderous intentions towards her.However, most of the time now she has to be alone with Han Zixing, even sleeping together, which is really awkward.

It was night, Luo Yingying really couldn't fall asleep, even though Han Zixing had leaned against the bed as far as possible, motionless, even her breathing was steady and soft, almost inaudible, but she still couldn't convince herself that this person didn't exist.

Seemingly aware of Luo Yingying's breathing disorder, Han Zixing sat up, tucked Luo Yingying's quilt, put on her coat, and got out of bed.This is just a room for servants, narrow and cramped, except for the bed that can barely accommodate two people, there is only one stool.Without saying a word, Han Zixing moved the stool to the door slowly and carefully, and sat on the stool with his back against the door, as if he wanted to sleep like this all night.

Luo Yingying sensed her intentions, but she didn't move, and she didn't express anything. Han Zixing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she didn't hope that Luo Yingying could greet her like before. It's not that I haven't slept sitting up.

In Wanyong's winter, the cold wind is raging. Although the doors and windows are tightly closed, they will still pour into the house through the gaps. Han Zixing leans his back against the door, thinking that he will also block most of the cold wind for Luo Yingying so that she can sleep more peacefully .At this moment, Han Zixing was secretly pleased. Fortunately, Luo Yingying didn't drive her away, and fortunately, he still had the chance to protect her.

In the dark night, only Han Zixing's eyes were bright, his tenderness was not as cold as usual.

"My lord?"

"What?" Luo Yingying took the initiative to talk, and Han Zixing was flattered.

"Don't stare at me." Serious and serious.

"My lord, no." In the darkness, Han Zixing felt his face was a little hot.

"I feel it now."

"..."

"My lord, are you not cold?" Luo Yingying was somewhat worried about Han Zixing's new and old injuries, so she lifted the quilt and stood in front of her,

"Go back to sleep, why bother?"

"My lord, uh, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep, so..." Like a child who has done something wrong, Han Zixing dared not meet Luo Yingying's eyes in embarrassment.

"If you fall down again, will there be another servant girl to serve you?" Luo Yingying didn't want to get angry with this person anymore, she turned around and went back to lie down. For a person like Han Zixing, she still expects her to change ?

Dazed for a while, Han Zixing tiptoed to the bed, took off his coat, and lay down, which surprised Luo Yingying.

"My lord wants to clarify. I never asked a maid to take care of me when I was sick before." His voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be angry at the end.

This kind of childish performance is rare, and Luo Yingying couldn't help laughing, and the laughter reached Han Zixing's ears, making her even more embarrassed:

"Don't laugh, this king didn't joke, really didn't."

"The daughter of the people did not doubt the words of the lord." Relaxed and joyful, with ridicule, Han Zixing's mood also improved after hearing:

"Yingying, can I not leave?"

"Folk girls don't seem to have the right to choose!"

Han Zixing gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said word by word:

"This king is saying, can you forgive me for my previous mistakes?"

"Oh? Did the lord miss it? Minnie don't know." She just didn't respond.

"My king mistook the sincerity for a lie in the early years, and I failed you." Han Zixing never said anything wrong, and was at a loss for words in embarrassment for a while, but when he saw that Luo Yingying had no response, he became ruthless and continued:

"I was originally a daughter, but I definitely didn't deliberately deceive you. If no one told me these years, this king would have almost forgotten my original identity."

"En." Luo Yingying finally reluctantly responded. When it came to this issue, both of them were a little at a loss. This hurdle cannot be avoided or escaped.

"Although this king grew up in an environment of intrigue and intrigue, he was naturally slow to sex, but the moment he saw you in the barracks, this king already understood where he put you in his heart. That Feng Xiu The book and even the subsequent arrangements were originally intended to allow you to avoid the whirlpool of the political situation, but I never thought that you would fall into the hands of Wan Dongyang. After the king knew the news, he really thought about how to save you day and night Come out." This may be the most time Han Zixing explained to himself in his life, if he said that Luo Yingying was not moved, it would be a lie, but what can be done if he is moved.The position in the heart, what kind of position can it be?

"Do you want to hear my story, my lord?"

"it is good."

"That year, I was 12 years old. I was not a lady in the eyes of others, and I didn't have the reputation of a talented woman in Luoyi. At that time, my father was very ill, but the shop had to be left alone, so I disguised myself as a man and replaced my father as a housekeeper to go out to check the accounts and manage business. I was young at that time, and I was very interested in everything. It is said that Mu Yue's God of War returned triumphantly and defeated the enemy's deputy commander in front of the battle, so he secretly went to see it without telling the servants." Luo Yingying paused, as if she felt that her tone was too excited and a little embarrassed up.

"What happened later?" Han Zixing seemed to have remembered something. That year, she had only been in charge of the military for a short time, but she won consecutive victories. Everyone called her the God of War.

"When I squeezed into the crowd, the victorious God of War wearing bright silver armor was slowly marching on a white steed. I looked at his face against the light, as if I saw the Son of God who had fallen into the world, and finally I understand why all the daughters in Luo Yicheng wanted to marry him, and at that time, I suddenly wanted to marry too."

Han Zixing was secretly delighted when he heard this, it turned out that he had been secretly admired by this person so early on.

"However, I also know how absurd this idea is. As the God of War, he himself is a high-ranking prince. The daughters of many princes and nobles in Luoyi City have worked hard to become Prince Rui and Princess Rui since birth, and I, let alone just The daughter of a merchant, the child of a low-level family; I am not very proficient in even playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how could I get his favor?"

"No, no, I don't like any of the daughters of those princes and nobles." Han Zixing hurriedly explained that she really didn't like any of those people.

"Later, I begged my father to invite various masters, so that I could get closer to that person, and even closer, from the age of 12 to Qilepo when I saw you again-when he was that year, I only slept twice a day. For an hour, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the time, and I'm afraid I still won't be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with you when I see you again." Luo Yingying was a little choked up, and Han Zixing was also moved, she didn't expect that when she was doing her best for Mu Yue's safety, this man would also be for her Sleepless.

"Although you treat me coldly in every possible way, I am very happy to see you. I don't know if my sincerity has moved the heavens, and I can marry you dignifiedly as a side concubine. You don't know, I have I was so happy, I was almost suffocated with joy. At that time, I thought that the man who was like a god would soon become my husband, and that the palace that I had silently looked up to countless times would soon become my future home, and I was so happy that I was in a mess."

"But this king treated you like that..." Shame and remorse filled Han Zixing's heart, as if to tear her apart.

"Who made it impossible for me to retreat? Seeing that the prince missed his life can probably describe my situation at that time. I just want to treat you wholeheartedly. I think that maybe one day the prince will understand my intentions and will Be gentle and considerate to me. But I never thought that there would be so many twists and turns in the middle, which caught me off guard, maybe I was wrong at the beginning."

"No, it's not your fault, it's my king's fault."

"But what's the use of talking about whose fault it is now?" Luo Yingying smiled wryly, the pursuit for so many years was ridiculous and ignorant from beginning to end.

"Yingying, this king used to be shallow and ignorant, yes, this king thought that anyone's approach was not without reason, and he didn't know what the relationship was, so he committed a lot of wrong things and owed you a lot... "

Before finishing speaking, Luo Yingying interrupted:

"That's why the prince has always been aloof. Even after so many things, the daughter of the people is still only in exchange for the word "debt." That's all."

"My lord, oh, no, I, I have no such intentions. I am afraid that I will never be Mu Yue's prince again if I leave my post without permission. I am stupid and don't know how to explain it. I don't I hope you can still pretend to be your husband, after all, you know that I am a woman, but can you let me make up for some mistakes?" Han Zixing thought he was cautiously probing, for fear of hearing a negative answer, but after waiting for a long time, then Her heart was almost in her throat, and she didn't wait for Luo Yingying's answer.

"At least, let me make sure you're safe, okay?" The tone was already begging.

Although Luo Yingying was annoyed by her clumsy explanation, this person really didn't know what she wanted to hear.But after all, I can't bear to see the glorious people in the past trying to please me so humblely:

"Now Yingying can't let you go, can she? Even if she lets you go, can you go again?"

Han Zixing's eyes lit up, it's fine not to leave, it's fine to stay, she doesn't pray that Luo Yingying can accept herself as a woman, she is already fine now.

Compared to Han Zixing, who was satisfied with falling asleep, Luo Yingying didn't feel sleepy at all, and helplessly covered the stubborn person with a quilt. She was obviously in extremely bad health, but she still tried to take risks; she didn't know what she wanted, so she had to come tug at her heartstrings.This is fate.

The author has something to say: I seem to be suffering from lethargy recently, and I don’t get enough sleep for twelve hours a day. I have to go to work, and I want to die