Chapter 186

186 what's your last name

When Shen Qingru woke up again, it was dusk. The candles in the room were always on, and the light was very clear. A handsome face appeared in front of her. It was the man who shot her that day. However, in just two days, the brave and dignified man on that day looked haggard, his cheeks were sunken, and a thick beard had grown on his chin.

The man looked surprised when he saw her open her eyes and said hoarsely, "you're awake..."

The surprised look was not like fraud at all. Shen Qingru was stunned and felt like he was dreaming. She still remembers that she kidnapped princess pearl that day. The ferocious look on the man's face seemed to want to kill her quickly. The arrow he shot in her chest also confirmed this, but why did the man's attitude become so strange in just two days?

Glenn looked at her pale and haggard face and couldn't help but feel like a knife. A strand of broken hair in her ear jumped naughtily in front of her forehead. Gning lovingly stretched out his hand and wanted to caress the strand of broken hair behind her ears

Before his hand fell on her hair, her body shrank back quickly, looking at him warily like a frightened little beast.

She felt as like as two peas. Mingjing was also lying here at that time, looking at him with alert eyes, pure and clear as a deer. More than ten years have passed, but glening has never forgotten Xu Mingjing.

All the furnishings in the room where Ming Jing lived are no different from those more than ten years ago. Her favorite jewelry was still in the box. Even though the cover of the box was covered with dust, he did not allow the slaves to wipe it. The Chimonanthus mume cut by Ming Jing is still in the vase. Even if the original fresh petals have withered into dust, he will not allow others to touch it. The pattern of shoes and socks made by Ming Jing for him was only half embroidered and placed on the table together with the needle and thread basket. He often picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it nostalgically, as if the faint fragrance of her fingertips remained on the embroidered pattern.

But there was no longer her figure in the room. He could no longer hear the gentle voice that seemed to turn into water, and could no longer see the beautiful and graceful side face under the lamp. Every night he lost her, he always listened to the sound of the clock and spent the cold and silent night sadly.

He still remembers the day when he received the news of her death. Gning sat in the room for a long time and did it for three days and nights without dripping water and saying a word. He will never forget the feeling of losing the person he loves most. Heaven and earth seemed to lose color, and the sun and moon dimmed their light. He was decadent and depressed. He wanted to revenge everyone with destruction. The darkness buried in the bottom of his heart could hardly be suppressed.

Later, for his mother's sake, he reluctantly endured and became the cold and proud Regent who planned strategies. However, gning knew very well that he had never forgotten Mingjing's shadow one day.

After Mingjing left, he often rode his horse and stared at Tengchong alone. He stayed for a whole day. On that day, he happened to meet an abandoned baby girl at the beach of Tengchong. The baby girl's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ming Jing, and she was still at the place where he first met Ming Jing. Genin took the baby girl back like a treasure, spoiled her in thousands of ways, and almost regarded her as his daughter with Mingjing.

But he never expected to see Mingjing again. No, it's a girl who looks like Ming Jing. Her as like as two peas, her dark and bright eyes are exactly the same as Ming Jing. And that stubborn look, almost carved out of the same mold. Gning couldn't believe his eyes. He actually met a girl who looked like Mingjing.

Is it Mingjing's daughter?

But he clearly sent someone to inquire. Mingjing and the man surnamed Shen have only one son and no daughter. Look at the girl. She's only seventeen or eighteen. A glimmer of expectation came into his heart. Could it be that the girl was the daughter born to him by Mingjing?

The girl looked at him warily and shrunk into the quilt, as if she was very afraid of him. Glenn hurriedly said, "don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

The girl coughed twice. The sound made gning more worried. She quickly stood up, poured water at the table and hurriedly sent it to her lips. The girl glared at him and turned her head without saying a word.

It seemed that she had pulled the wound on her chest, and the girl's face suddenly turned white. Gning hurried to help her body. The girl gritted her teeth: "don't... don't touch me..."

The difficulty of speaking seems to hurt my heart. Glenn felt sad and couldn't ask again if he had been holding it in his heart. He silently held her body and ordered his maid to come in and serve her. He lay down and sighed deeply.

The girl turned her back to him and closed her eyes without saying a word. Glenn hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "can you... Can you listen to me? Just listen and don't talk. You're weak and hard to talk. You have to keep it for a while."

"I didn't mean to shoot you. If I had seen your face, even if I had cut me thousands of times, I would never have hurt you." Glenn choked.

Shen Qingru protected his lower abdomen with both hands. Although his eyes were closed, his ears had been listening to the words of the Turkic Regent. She and the Regent had always lived together, but why did she listen to his tone as if she had known herself before? Does he look like his old friend?

"You have a good rest. Don't think about anything. Just take good care of yourself. Others can't wait until you are good." Genin finally gave up asking about her life experience because she was seriously injured and didn't speak quickly. Second, gning was also worried. If she wasn't Mingjing's daughter, wouldn't she be happy?

Gning gritted her teeth. If she really wasn't Mingjing's daughter, she would marry her as regent princess. Just for her face that is very similar to Ming Jing, he will keep her by his side forever.

"Take care of yourself. I'll let Addo take care of you. Just tell her if you need anything." the figure shrank in the quilt didn't move and didn't seem to hear what he said. Gning sighed and crept out.

When Shen Qingru heard the footsteps gradually disappear, he turned over and looked up at the ceiling in a daze. If she guessed correctly, the Regent probably regarded her as an old friend, and it seems that she is still an affectionate old friend. This is not a bad thing for her. At least the other party will not embarrass her for the sake of this old friend. She and the children are safe for the time being.

But she can't stay here all the time. Shen Qingru secretly plans that she must find a chance to escape.

In the next few days, ah duo came to take care of her day by day, decocting with precious medicinal materials every day, and painting the scars on her chest with precious white jade ointment again and again. Addo's beautiful name is that a woman's body can't leave any scars.

The food served every day is also a delicacy. Addo specially prepared a medicated diet for her and ordered the kitchen to cook it for her. For the sake of the children in her belly, Shen Qingru will try her best to eat a few mouthfuls even if she has no appetite. Addo is very satisfied with her cooperative attitude.

·A few days later, she walked down the ground with the help of Addo. A duo praised her for recovering quickly. Shen Qingru smiled bitterly. Anyway, she must get well as soon as possible so that she can have the strength to escape.

Addo didn't know her mind and didn't guard against her at all. Shen Qingru took advantage of the time when she went out to bring the medicine. Wearing shoes, she moved to the window and opened the window. The cold wind outside the window roared, and the heavy snow flew down disorderly by the cold wind. Shen Qingru shivered and tightened the clothes she was wearing. There was a dead pear tree outside the window, and its branches were shaking in the cold wind. There is a stable not far away. It has snowed heavily for several days. The manger in the stable has been covered with snow. The horses were crowded in the innermost part. It seemed that the weather outside was very cold, but the guards of the Regent's house were still strict. Dozens of guards were armed with sharp weapons

Stand with your back to her.

She just stood for a while, but felt her hands and feet stiff, and the cold wind poured into her clothes, cold and biting. Shen Qingru thought calmly. Even if he escaped in this weather, he was afraid that he would freeze to death on the way.

Moreover, with such a tight guard, the probability of her escape is close to nothing. Shen Qingru smiled bitterly and closed the window.

A burst of footsteps came. Shen Qingru turned back vigilantly, and the door opened with a squeak.

Regent Wang gning was wearing a valuable white fox skin cloak and holding a bowl of medicine juice in his hand. Unable to brush the snow off his body, he hurriedly handed over the medicine juice, looked at Shen Qingru and explained, "the medicine boiled by ah duo, I'm afraid I'll come first when it's cold. Drink it while it's hot."

He stood there frowning, as if dissatisfied with the cold temperature in the room: "Why are these slaves so tired and lazy and don't prepare more charcoal fires. “

Shen Qingru stood there motionless and turned a deaf ear to his words. Gning hesitated, took off his cloak and wrapped it around her: "you can't be frozen until your injury is healed."

The temperature on his body remained on his cloak. Shen Qingru flashed away at the moment he put on his cloak. The meaning of rejection in his eyes was obvious: "what do you want to do?"

Gning's hand was still in the position of putting on a cloak for her, and she was stunned at the speech. It was the first time she spoke to him in so many days, but the meaning of hatred in the words was particularly obvious.

Shen Qingru walked to the table, slowly picked up the bowl of medicine juice and drank it obediently. She has always been a obedient patient, and she must get better as soon as possible for the sake of her baby.

Gning maintained the posture she had just taken, stared at her obediently drinking the bowl of medicine, and then turned his back to him with alienated eyes, unwilling to see him. Gning closed his eyes, took a breath, and finally asked the question buried in the bottom of his heart.

"Girl, tell me, what's your last name?"