Now that they have directly torn face with Minhangxing, many plans have been disrupted, and a series of things have to be rearranged. Zhuang Qingyun and Qin Wuyan have to rearrange everything.
When Qin Wuyan returned to the courtyard, it was pitch black outside, the octagonal glazed lanterns hanging under the eaves had already been lit, the snow had stopped, but the cold wind was colder than in the daytime, blowing on people's faces like It hurts like a blunt knife cutting flesh.
Qin Wuyan stood on the steps, letting the lingering wind blow his cloak, but what he recalled in his mind was the time when he and Zhuang Xiaoyu were newly married.
At that time, it was also a winter night, and the snow fell like goose feathers. He led the horse and took Zhuang Xiaoyu up the snow mountain. The falling snow covered the horseshoe prints and human footprints on the ground. peaceful.
They knelt in the snow and swore to the moon that they would get married and grow old together.
If you break your oath...
When Qin Wuyan thought of the poisonous oath he had sworn, he felt distressed.
Now that he and Zhuang Xiaoyu have come to this point, he was the first to break the promise he made when they got married. Is this the retribution for his betrayal of Xiaoyu?
Qin Wuyan missed the rare peace and warmth of the few days when they first got married. That feeling, whether it was then or now, has become a luxury.
Qin Wuyan didn't know how long he stood on the steps, until the guard reminded him, he stepped into the bedroom.
Zhuang Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep, and was not waiting for him as before.
Qin Wuyan simply washed and washed, then lightly got on the bed and lay down beside her.
Qin Wuyan turned sideways, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's peaceful sleeping face, and wanted to reach out to caress the scabbed wound on the corner of her lips, but his fingers paused in mid-air, and then retracted, becoming the fingers holding Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xiaoyu in his sleep seemed to be pricked by a needle, and reflexively pulled his fingers out of his palm, and cried out in horror: "Don't touch me!"
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu faintly woke up, opened her eyes and looked at the roof of the tent for a while, the panic in her eyes dissipated, and then she turned her head to look at the people around her, sweat dripped from her forehead, she seemed a little afraid of him, and moved her body sideways No, wrapped himself in the quilt, only showing a small head, and the expression on his face was pretending to be calm after being frightened, "Are you done?"
"En." Qin Wuyan didn't move, but he clenched his fists tighter under the quilt: "Are you dreaming?"
"Yeah." Zhuang Xiaoyu shrank back into the quilt again, averted her eyes, not daring to look directly into Qin Wuyan's eyes: "My body still hurts, I..."
"Keep it well, and keep it for a while longer." With a choked breath in his heart, his tone was as calm as possible: "I won't do anything to you, don't be afraid."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
If in the past, she would have believed whatever Qin Wuyan said, but after last night, she instinctively feared Qin Wuyan's approach.
It hurts so much, she really hurts too much.
The feeling that life is worse than death, like Ling Chi, she doesn't want to experience it again.
The bones in her wrist were about to be crushed by him.
How dare Zhuang Xiaoyu sleep, she was in good health last night and couldn't bear it, but today her body hurts so much that she can't bear that kind of torture anymore.
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned her back and moved a little further away from Qin Wuyan, almost touching the wall on the other side.
Most of the bedding on her body was also swept away. Even though the charcoal basin was burned in the house, if it goes on like this, if it is frozen all night, it will still get sick...