Royal Beloved Black Wife

  Chapter 470 Fanwai wash away the lead and Jun Baitou (4)

   What burns the eyes?

   seems a little unclear.

  The firelight, the starlight, the hustle and bustle, and the crying gradually fade away and fade away in my mind, until they disappear completely.

   "My lord, my lord."

  Yes… are you calling him?

   "My lord, can you hear me?"

   seems to be Ruoer's voice.

  Zhuge Ming slowly opened his eyes, and sure enough he saw the face that haunted him.

but-

   It seems that I have been dreaming for too long, and I feel that this face is not the same as the one I remember.

   is not the same. I cry every day and every night, my eyes are swollen.

   "Ruo Er..."

   He spoke with difficulty.

As soon as    made a sound, he almost frightened himself and fainted again.

   How long has he been since he spoke? He was so hoarse?

   The tears in his eyes suddenly fell out, Shangguan Ruo held his hand and put his face on his shoulder: "My lord..."

  Zhuge Ming raised his arm that was almost indifferent, and after a long time he touched her face: "Why are you crying? Fool."

  Shangguan Ruo raised his head and burst into tears: "You fell from such a high place and were pierced by a stone pillar, I thought... I thought you..."

   Hearing what she said, Zhuge started to meditate. He and Shangguan Ruo both fell off the cliff when he was fighting against the Maharaja. He tried his best to lift Shangguan Ruo off the ground.

   "How are you?" he asked word by word.

  Shangguan Ruo wiped his tears and said with a smile, "I'm fine, nothing happened."

   He smiled slightly: "That's good." With a glance, he asked again, "Where is this? The bed is so narrow."

  Shangguan Ruo said, "This is not a bed, but a coffin."

   Zhuge Ming: "…"

  Shangguanruo explained: "After you lost consciousness, Ouyang Qing came. She sealed your acupoints and told me to bring you here, saying that as long as you lie in the soul gathering coffin for a few years, you will surely wake up."

  Ouyang Qing was resurrected from the dead, and I think it was also because of this coffin.

  Zhuge Ming rubbed his still dizzy head: "How many years have I slept?"

   Shangguan Ruobi made a gesture: "Five years."

   Zhuge Ming grabbed her slender and pale fingers: "How have you lived these five years?"

  Shangguan Ruo smiled and said, "That's it. I see you every day and talk to you every day, and the time will pass."

   Zhuge Ming's palms with staggered scars gently covered her delicate face, her throat was sore, and her voice was choked: "Ruo'er, I had a dream."

   Shangguan Ruo rubbed his palm happily: "What dream?"

He looked at her deeply, the circles of his eyes were red, and there was a faint glow of water: "I don't have... a daughter, and Ming Lan and I have never been in the same room... It's you, it's always been you... only you... but I'm angry with you. For so many years, you have been wronged..."

   Speaking of this, the tears of remorse, unable to hold back any longer, rolled down his cheeks.

  If he could, he really wanted to go back in time and slap that **** who didn't know the difference between right and wrong!

  How many twenty years are there in a person's life?

   It took him twenty-three years to anger this innocent woman!

   But in fact, what was wrong with her?

   Don't say that the child is not his at all!

   Even if it is, the majesty is the majesty, she is her, she just wants to marry him, and the death of Ming Lan's mother and daughter... should not be counted on her head!

   Zhuge Ming wished he would die on the coffin.

Shangguan Ruo raised his head, forced the tears back into his eyes, then smiled and choked up and said, "Okay, it's all over, don't think about it any more. To be honest, you're still very kind to me, and you hate me so much, you haven't done it yet. The concubine and concubines humiliated me."

   Zhuge Ming shook his head.

   If it was before, Shangguan Ruo would definitely go crazy with anger, but now—

"How long is a person's life? I've been thinking about every day for the past five years with you, how good would it be if I smiled at you while you were alive? I'm thinking now... how much can I do with you? It's a good day to stay..."

   "Ruo Er..."

Shangguan Ruo took his hand: "Let's not waste time on meaningless remorse, if you feel that you owe me, treat me well, don't blush with me, don't make me angry... The most important thing is Yes, you must live longer than me! The taste of being left behind...it's so uncomfortable! Next time...you must put the coffin on me first!"

  Zhuge Ming felt a pain in his heart, and vigorously hugged her into his arms...

   After a period of cultivation, Zhuge Ming's body was finally able to move freely.

   He stretched his muscles in the yard for a while and returned to the house, just in time, Shangguan Ruo came in with a bowl of vegetable and egg noodles.

   He smiled slightly: "It smells so good."

  Shangguan Ruo put the noodles on the table and drew water: "How are you feeling today?"

   "It's much better, it's all recovered." Zhuge Ming smiled and leaned down, put his face in front of Shangguanruo, and Shangguanruo wiped his face, "Thank you madam."

After    finished speaking, he clasped her head and kissed her fiercely.

   Shangguan Ruo's face turned red when he was kissed: "How old are you, you are still so numb."

   Zhuge Ming laughed, the corners of his mouth could not wait to grin to the roots of his ears.

   Shangguan Ruo handed him the chopsticks.

   He took a bite and his nose was a little sore.

   Shangguan Ruo asked: "What's wrong?"

   Zhuge Ming said with emotion: "I remembered that the first time you cooked, it was barbecue for me, and the taste was very good. At that time, I was thinking, whoever married you must be very lucky."

   That time, she fled to the cave with Chen Shizi and Ming Lan. Chen Shizi brought a lot of food, and she remembered it very clearly. Shangguan Ruo gave him an angry look: "Do you know what I was thinking at that time?"

"what?"

   "I'm thinking, I'm going to make it so delicious that after you eat it, you won't be able to eat anything baked by others!"

   Zhuge Ming's eyes flashed again.

  Shangguan Ruo smiled lightly: "Then, you can only marry me. Even if there is such a reason, you will marry me one day, not only because I am the daughter of the Maharaja."

   Zhuge looked at her fixedly: "Ruo'er..."

Shangguan Ruo quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "From the first time I saw you, I knew that I would definitely marry you. Later, those two people from nine hundred years later said that I would be your only queen. I'm more determined. But Zhuge Ming, I'm not sure you married me because I am me, you want to achieve great things, and my father..."

   "It's because of you." Zhuge Ming raised his hand and touched her face, "He gave me a chance to choose, but Ruo'er, I want you."

  The afternoon sun is just right, and the hot springs are sparkling.

  Shangguan Ruo was lying on Zhuge Ming's lap, the blue silk like satin hanging down into the water smoothly and smoothly.

   Zhuge Ming lightly rubbed her hair and painted He Shou Wu a little bit. Her hair was soft and soft to the touch.

   "Does it hurt?" He asked softly, he was the one who used the knife to make the gun, and he was really afraid that he would accidentally use too much force. Now, he couldn't bear to hurt her a little bit.

  Shangguan Ruo smiled: "It doesn't hurt, it's very comfortable."

  After washing his hair, he carried her and sat on the rattan chair.

  The yellow light of the setting sun shines from the sky, shining on the vines, and also on their happy faces.

  Yangchun March, Zhuge Ming and Shangguan Ruo returned to the capital, ending a five-year "travel".

   The following year, Xiao Ruoruo was born.

  Xiaobao hugged Xiao Ruoruo, who didn't know how to urinate on his imperial robe, and pursed his mouth: "Aunt, where is my red envelope?"

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