Chang’an Peasant Girl

Meng Zhuqing didn't get off the horse either, she was still riding on the horse, holding the rein in her hand, but her gaze was quietly looking at Tuoba Yao.

Watching Tuoba Yao cry.

After a while, Meng Zhuqing said in a low voice, "I'll make you suffer."

Tuoba Yao didn't speak, just looked at Meng Zhuqing, her tears kept streaming down silently. Her vision was blurred, so she couldn't see the person in front of her.

"If that's the case." After a pause for a while, Meng Zhuqing continued: "I respect it. It's just that I have something to tell you."

Without waiting for Tuoba Yao to speak, Meng Zhuqing continued slowly: "Because of my ugly face, I felt that standing next to you would make you ashamed, so I hid my thoughts and didn't want you to know."

"At that time, I didn't expect you to fall in love with me."

"At that time, I just wanted you to be well."

"But you fell in love with me."

"I see it and figure it out, but you can't see it, you can't figure it out, and even coax me, coax me again and again, but I'm not angry, I just want you well."

"You don't have to leave Beijing. I didn't force you to stay with me or marry me. Why do you want to leave?"

"You are in the imperial capital, I can rest assured. If you leave alone like this, I don't know where you are, and I don't know if you are doing well. Can I rest assured? How can I forget you?"

"If you think that I will never forget you for the rest of my life, that I will never marry or marry, and that I will worry about you, then you can just leave like this."

"The last thing to say, princess, please do what you want." After speaking, Meng Zhuqing no longer looked at Tuoba Yao who was crying like a tearful person, and drove the horse with a blank expression, intending to leave.

But just as the horse passed by Tuoba Yao's horse, Tuoba Yao grabbed his arm.

Two horses and two people, the two horses were facing the opposite direction, and the two were also facing the opposite direction, no one looked back, time seemed to stand still, the two horses and the two people just stood there.

Tuobayao was crying, grabbing Meng Zhuqing's left arm, tightening his grip, Meng Zhuqing's grip hurt, but Meng Zhuqing didn't speak, and didn't brush Tuobayao's hand away.

Compared with the pain in his heart, this pain was nothing to him.

"Do you know why I pretended not to know what you thought about me back then?" Suddenly, Tuoba Yao spoke, her voice choked up.

Meng Zhuqing still didn't look back at Tuoba Yao, but faced the imperial capital, but replied: "I don't know."

Tuoba Yao said: "I thought I was not clean enough to be worthy of you."

Meng Zhuqing's throat choked instantly, and the choking hurt: "Obviously I've always been unworthy of you, and now, I don't care about whether I'm worthy or not. I just want to be with you, but you still don't want me."

Tuoba Yao cried: "I've already let you down, I don't want to let you down even more" His face was like this because of her, if she married him, she wouldn't be able to bear children for him, She really felt more sorry for him.

"You have never been sorry to me, I am willing. Even if I give you my life, I am willing."

Tuoba Yao finally turned her head back, looking at the person who was sitting on the horse but no longer looking back at her, her tears flowed even more fiercely: "I want to marry you now, so are you still willing to marry me now?"

"Whether you're lying to me or not, I will always have only one answer: yes."