Chapter 249:
"It won't be good. Even if I marry you, we won't always be good." Under the quiet night, Wei Hanzhang spoke clearly: "Now that you are forced to marry her, your love for me is getting worse." The hair is strong, but if you marry me successfully, you may not cherish it much. "
Hearing this, Gu Yunran was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly bitter: "It's my fault. I deserve whatever you think of me."
When he learned that she was named the Crown Princess, he could understand why she was so concerned about having two wives.
The knife won't hurt unless you cut yourself.
At the time, he only felt that she was making a fuss out of a molehill, but he later learned to regret it.
“But, since he has plotted against you, he should treat you well,” thinking of the scene on the deer competition stage just now, he suppressed: “Ran Ran, can he fulfill your requirements?”
"...I don't know," Wei Hanzhang's eyelashes trembled slightly, his chin was raised slightly, and his tone was empty: "Gu Yunran, I'm so sad now."
She seemed a little confused: "It's more difficult than when you took in two common rooms."
"...I'm sorry," Gu Yunran felt a sudden pain in his heart, and continued to explain without thinking about anything: "Would you please believe me? I never wanted to make you sad, and I really have never touched them."
This is actually not important anymore, but Wei Hanzhang saw his obsession and said seriously: "Okay, I believe you now, but I really couldn't help but miss you so much at the time,"
"If we get married, I will always be worried about this matter. You know, I am not a generous person, so Gu Yunran, if we go on, there will be no good results."
The man does not have the palace sand, so he cannot prove his innocence.
Since he chose to take in two wives without telling her, her trust in him has been shattered. How can she believe that he didn't touch them.
From the time he took over Tongfang, they were destined to be separated, and it was too difficult to break the situation.
"What about him?" Under the night, the young man squatting on the ground had slightly wet eyelashes and a trembling voice: "What will you do if he has someone else?"
She was so sad that her voice was hoarse from crying, her wounds were not healed yet, and she was left here alone.
And that person is sitting on a high platform at this moment, quietly admiring the beauty's performance. He only needs to nod slightly, and he can take in all the beauties in the world.
Gu Yunran's heart ached with pain, but Wei Hanzhang shook his head gently: "What should I do? How can I be so fragile?"
The husband she had been cultivating since she was a child first took over his wife, and then was snatched away by other women without saying a word. Didn't she come over in the same way?
Without whom one cannot live.
She was just wondering why she was so sad.
That man is the prince. Whoever he calls to serve in the tent, and how many ministers offer their beloved daughters, are all normal things.
Could it be that the way that man treated her was different from the time they met, making her certain that he was the one who had to be her, so when the reality came, she was so far removed from him that she felt so uncomfortable?
Wei Hanzhang couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it anymore.
Her chest hurt. She sniffed and complained a little aggrievedly: "Growing up is not fun at all. I really want to be a child again."
The night wind sent the girl's coquettish murmur over, and the master and servant who came out to look for someone under the banyan tree stopped.
Xiao Junzhan looked over there quietly.
Beside the gurgling stream, the little girl was sitting on the rocks with her knees in her arms. In front of her squatted a young man of similar age.
In the dim night, it is as beautiful as a painting.
Here, Gu Yunran smiled bitterly upon hearing this. He also wanted to go back.
In those years in Xuzhou city, she was so carefree and carefree. She was doted on by Jiang's elders, and he followed behind her and was obedient.
Hit her wherever you want, as long as she's happy, she's free to bully you. Even if he is bullied or bossed around, he is still happy with it.
The girl he liked so much, the girl he liked for so many years, was going to become someone else's wife, and he cried until his throat became hoarse because of that person.
Wei Hanzhang tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then asked: "Has the jar of Zhuangyuanhong buried under the sycamore tree at the door of your study been dug out?"
"No, we agreed to wait..." He paused and did not continue.
Ke Wei Hanzhang knew what he said next.
They made an agreement when they buried it that they would dig it out and drink it together after they got married.
In the dim night, the young man's eyes were bright, with a faint glint of wetness. Wei Hanzhang looked at him for a while, and the last lingering thought in his heart suddenly felt relieved.
She felt inexplicably that if they did not meet other people separately and actually entered into marriage, the ending might not be as dismal as she imagined.
It was the marriages of the sisters around her that made her too pessimistic about her loyalty to men of this era.
The little bamboo horse who forgot about her seems to really love her.
"Gu Yunran, I don't blame you anymore," she patted his head like she did when she was a child, and whispered: "If you have a chance to go back to Xuzhou, just dig it out."
"...Okay," his voice trembled, and he stretched out his hand to hold her finger, choking with sobs: "It's windy at night, please go back to your tent."
Wei Hanzhang took out his fingers and stood up slowly. Hearing his voice, he felt a headache and said, "Stop crying."
"Aren't you crying too?" Gu Yunran said: "Don't think I can't hear it, your voice is hoarse from crying."
“…” Wei Hanzhang choked and glared at him angrily: “You know how to expose others but not expose their shortcomings.”
Gu Yunran’s eyes were complicated: “I don’t remember you crying so much.”
"...Don't ask, just ask, it's okay." After chatting with him for a while, the depression in his heart disappeared. Wei Hanzhang gathered his cloak and waved to him: "I'm back, it's really cold."
The camp was empty, the wind was very strong, and she was still injured.
Her mood improved, and it was not convenient to stay here for a long time. She turned around and left, walking briskly.
Gu Yunran looked at her back in silence, opened his mouth, and wanted to call her out and say something more, but he didn't make a sound until she was far away.
…
Wei Hanzhang walked briskly back to the tent, then opened the tent curtain and saw the people sitting inside, his steps stagnated slightly.
The depression that had disappeared came back again. My chest felt extremely tight and uncomfortable, and my face stiffened subconsciously.
Aren’t you listening to the beauty playing the piano...
Her mood changes were all written on her face, and the man sitting on the soft chair could see them clearly. His knuckles on the armrests clenched tightly, but his expression remained unchanged, and his voice was light: "It's so late, you Where did one go?"
Wei Hanzhang stood there with his eyes lowered and said nothing.
All the servants and maids who were standing in the tent withdrew, and for a while only the two of them were left.
She was inexplicably nervous when she saw a shadow appear in front of her. Xiao Junzhan had already walked closer and reached out to untie her cloak, but Wei Hanzhang took three steps back to avoid it. (End of chapter)