How good it would be if a man knew how to be sufficient.

That's what he thought.

Therefore, in the age of ignorance and dependence, I never asked for help, never asked for the warm care of my mother, and stayed in that closed courtyard to keep my own freedom, so as to maintain a weak and empty family relationship.

Because I don't want luxury, even if I lose it in the end, it seems that I can endure that kind of pain.

If...... If you can be content.

……

Mu He said that he would guard him for the rest of his life.

Unbeknownst to her, this promise had become the source of his extravagant hopes, from dry to flooded. I didn't know that after she said this, he tossed and turned all night, his heart was warm and painful, and he couldn't believe it for a long time. It's like having an extra treasure in my arms, for fear that if I close my eyes and don't notice it, it will be broken.

Mu He can't lie, from nine to thirteen years old, she gave him the warmth and gradual stability he never had.

Realizing their true intentions, it was after Dr. Hua asked them not to be too intimate. Mu He was obedient and no longer naturally held his hand on the way down the mountain, nor would he snuggle up with him to rest after sword practice, and would not play with his hair and lean on his shoulder to talk to him.

Mu He didn't care, and it was a good way to distance himself from him. He is like the bitterness after losing the sugar and can't make a sound, and he is very good at holding the loss in his heart, thinking that he may get used to it over time, but it is counterproductive.

……

Mu He never said anything about his fiancé in front of him, Lin Li was like a superfluous person who came out of nowhere, his posture was frivolous and arrogant, and he was annoying from the first sight. Wen Heng understood that this possession, which was hidden in his heart and was almost paranoid, had long exceeded the boundaries of what it should have been.

In the early morning after his thirteenth birthday, the uninvited Lin Li had clearly bumped into the scene of Mu He hugging him, but he pretended not to know, and at the end, he stood beside Mu He, squinting his eyes and saying a joke with unknown meaning, "This is your apprentice?" When you marry into our Lingxiao Palace in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to take him with you. After all, with such good qualifications, at that time, I would have been able to become a teacher. ”

Mu He's words to people who don't want to be seen have always been in his left ear and out of his right ear, as if he had heard a ridiculous remark, and he didn't even say anything.

He knew this, but he still waited intently. I hope she can say something and tell him clearly that there will be no separation.

When she got up, as if she hadn't heard Lin Li's words, she straightened her robe and left......

At that time, the back of Mu He's departure, Wen Heng has always remembered it for many years after that.

The young and always hidden emotion in his heart was so easy and strong that he was scarred, so fragile that he was irrational and inexplicable.

Or perhaps, what hurt him was not that he was worried that Mu He would really break his promise and leave him one day, but that he clearly knew that she didn't love him.

Their feelings are not the same.

……

Wen Heng thought he was good at forbearance, and on the day Mu He and Lin Li left, he didn't keep up, and practiced his sword all day in the back mountain.

After a day of cold wind, I almost had to cut off my thoughts.

Master and apprentice are taboo, and Mu He has never had the same thoughts about him, so what room is there for Xiao to think?

When I finally calmed down and returned to the hospital, the moon had already set down in the atrium, and the night breeze was cold.

Mu He leaned under the tree in front of the courtyard, holding a wine jug in his hand, his cheeks were crimson, his breathing was steady, and he seemed to be asleep.

Wen Heng approached, unexpectedly smelled the faint aroma of wine on her body, and saw that the wine jug in her hand was empty.

Last night, on her sixteenth birthday, she drank for the first time, and she was drunk unconscious after only half of it. Today, I drank all the rest, presumably because I was neglected in marriage, and I was unwilling to give up.

Isn't that happy?

said that he wanted to cut off his mind, but he couldn't help but think, he couldn't help but cut his heart like a knife, he couldn't help but be jealous and resentful, as if he was involved in a dark abyss, and so many crazy thoughts were bred in an instant.

In the end, I still pressed it, and I had to press it down.

Got closer, sat down beside her, the fingers of the two approached each other, and I don't know whose body temperature came, so cold.

"Ah He."

"Huh?" Mu He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his voice was thin and soft, he opened his eyes a little, but his eyes seemed to be a little confused, and he looked back at him.

He had just wanted to call her back to the house to rest.

But at that moment, touching her misty eyes, it was like a subtle extravagant hope mixed with luck swelling in vain, and she couldn't help but ask softly, "After you get married, will you want me anymore?" ”

would not have thought that the drunken man did not wait for him to hesitate, pursed his lower lip and turned around, wrapped one hand around his waist, and propped the other hand on the trunk behind him, and bowed his head and kissed it.

My mind went blank for a moment, my breath was withdrawn, my heart seemed to be overwhelmed, and even my blood was stagnant.

The slightly drunken smell of wine came through the lips of the light touch, obviously not touched, but it was like immersing in the nerves, ethereal and uneasy, as if it was really drunk.

"I want you one."

When you fall into a relationship, even a little wind and grass will make that heart go up and down.

He thought that Mu He would at least like him a little, otherwise how could he do such a thing and say such a thing. was so happy that he couldn't help himself, after Mu He fell asleep in a drowsy and dazed way, he occasionally couldn't help it, approached and kissed her lightly on the corner of his lips, and then he avoided it with a red face, looked at her quietly, and came up again after a while, and the cycle went on and on, and the night passed like this.

forgot to kowtow, and forgot to remind Mu He to go back to the house to sleep, and his heart was full of only joy.

But in the end, it was he who misunderstood.

After Mu He woke up, everything was the same as before, and he forgot everything. Just, just drunken wantonness. However, after taking that step in his state of mind, he couldn't go back to the past without any extravagance, and his mind became more and more constricted.

Then there was Mu He who entered the main Qiwu Villa and chose a son-in-law.

Wen Heng naturally did some tricks, once she was born and twice cooked, and stopped countless peach blossoms for her. At first, he was still guilty, but then he was only stunned, and a string on his heart was always tight, as if he was afraid that if he didn't notice it the next moment, Mu He would rob someone.

His guilt was not because he beat the mandarin duck with a stick, but because Mu He occasionally asked him secretly, "Am I unpleasant?" My uncle said that even if I was born ugly, as long as I put my identity out, there would still be people who would be willing to take care of me, but now there is none. I...... Am I having a personality flaw somewhere? ”

Naturally, she didn't, it was he who had personality flaws, playing the role of a villain, with a twisted heart and an ugly face.

The uncontrollable mind made him heavy and tired, but he always insisted on holding on to it, reluctant to relax the slightest.

A year later, when he returned to the villa, Mu Hefeng lightly said the decadence and anxiety in his heart, he listened quietly, as if he had been accused of all kinds of crimes, and told him the nature of selfishness, and brutally deprived her of the right to freedom, as if he was being punished by Ling Chi.

After a long silence, he couldn't speak, and he didn't want to shrink back and take a step back, pretending to close his eyes and sleep, but suddenly he felt a little softness on his forehead, and he was about to leave.

opened his eyes blankly, and saw her embarrassment, for a long time, "Ah He, I saw you kiss me." ”

"Will you be my husband?"

Finally, wait for a happy ending.

Wen Heng knew that they were different.

She has a clear mind, no desires, no desires, and is leisurely and elegant. But he was paranoid □□, and he couldn't let go calmly.

But who cares? As long as he had her by his side, this ending was enough.

Even if she didn't love him, she might have made a vow to be with him for the rest of her life.

Mu He's connivance gave him the capital to continue to be selfish, and he also believed that everything would get better after time went by.

……

The revenge of killing his mother was a thorn in his heart, buried too deep, and he sank into the flesh and melted into one. It doesn't hurt to think about, but it's always there.

He didn't come to Beilu on purpose, but when Wen Chen took the initiative to find him, his guiltless and righteous attitude made him suddenly remember the scene when his mother led him out of Wen's mansion many years ago: the slender and delicate but arrogant woman shivered under the cold wind, as if she was holding his hand tightly to hide something. And he looked back frequently, but the people in the house closed the door early and turned off the lights and went away.

He still remembers the cold wind of that night.

Some people are born unintentional, but unfortunately their mothers have never been able to understand it.

So he stayed, Wen Chen was always on guard against him, and he never got tired day and night.

He didn't like to talk to Mu He about the intrigue in the court, as if he was used to concealing it, reined in all the dirt, and habitually presented a well-behaved and gentle attitude in front of her, as if this could please her more. Therefore, when he heard that Mrs. Wen had come to look for her, he couldn't help but be nervous. I'm afraid that she won't understand the reason and be bullied, and I'm afraid that she will bump into the other side of him.

couldn't help but ask Mu He, but she turned around and leaned into his arms, and said awkwardly, "It's just that Madame likes to call you Heng'er, well, but I haven't called you like that." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and after the words were recalled at the tip of his heart, he was flattered. People who have always been methodical in handling national affairs seem to be suddenly stumped by this question, and they are unprecedentedly serious: "Then what should I do?" ”

Mu He blinked, "I'm just jealous, and I'm not in the way." ”

She understated it, but he seemed to be stunned, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. I was afraid that she would have a trace of grievance, so she personally set out to move within a few days. The two of them simply moved in, he looked at the coldness of the court, and suddenly realized the impulse, and he actually abducted her with such a heat, but before he had time to take care of everything, he was embarrassed to the point of embarrassment.

Mu He didn't feel neglected, and carefully arranged where to plant plantains, where to raise flowers, how could he be lonely when he spoke?

She always seemed to know how to make him like her more, and couldn't help but hug her waist, "Ah He, give me a son." ”

likes it to the extreme, and begins to suffer from gains and losses, especially if his means are not bright.

He even wanted to tie her up with a child.

Half a year after marriage, he has never neglected anything, but Mu He still has no complexion in his belly.

After seeking medical treatment, the doctor said that Muhe was cold, and it was difficult to conceive, and it was also extremely difficult to conceive, so he had to be careful at all times, for fear of miscarriage. So he grabbed medicine and used it to nourish and nourish.

Day after day, the direction of the wind above the court finally began to change, and began to slowly move towards the final moment, the situation was generally good, but it was inevitable that the undercurrents were unpredictable, and some ripples were turned, and everything was under control in the end.

But I was still uneasy in my heart, and I unconsciously became cautious and slowed down the process.

Until that day, Mo Zhu stood under the hall and said in a low voice, "Lord Wen has never had a weakness, so why should he be so cautious?" ”

He didn't answer, and his eyes turned pale.

At the right time, news came from the palace that a mother was pregnant for six months, and somehow had a miscarriage, and one corpse and two lives. The emperor did not have much blood in his knees, and he was very angry about the loss of a son, and the situation in the harem and court was extremely tense.

The imperial doctor reported the ins and outs of the matter in detail in the hall, but he couldn't listen to a few words, and asked a question from beginning to end: "How did she have a miscarriage?" ”

"It was the maid next to the lady who had a problem, and pushed her when she was helping her for a walk. She was a girl from outside the city, and her body was very tough, who knew that this fall would be able to take her life. ”

He knew where his only weakness was, and when he was worried and uneasy, he asked the imperial doctor for the prescription to avoid the child. If there is a wave on this side of the court, it will inevitably need to be resolved by force, he really can't imagine what it would be like if Mu He was pregnant with a child at that time, especially the doctor once said that even if she was pregnant with a child, she needed to be cautious.

Now is not the right time.

There is a seed-old safflower in the Western Regions of Taiyi Dao, and taking a small amount will not damage the woman's body.

He was reluctant at first, and no one looked forward to the arrival of the child more than he did. Just thought that if the situation changed suddenly one day, he would not want anything, just take Mu He and leave.

One day later, King Huaiyong suddenly came to the door and bumped into Mu He who was resting in the afternoon of the tree. is also a man, he can naturally see the amazement and encroachment in his eyes, and he understands the bad roots of these princes and nobles, and knows that he has a mind.

It was from that moment that Mu He became an unwitting authority.

If it is too deeply involved, it will naturally be no longer possible to plan and retreat as before.

So he prepared the avoidance soup, and he was afraid that taking it for a long time would damage Mu He's body, so he would rather restrain himself. I didn't dare to hold her often and talk to her, and kissed her on the cheek. But any man has no self-control over a woman who loves him to the core.

Mu He didn't react to his reduced intimacy, but he seemed to have lost sugar, and his heart was full of bitterness. Because he can't get close, and because Mu He doesn't care.

Later, the situation changed abruptly, he was dragged by King Huaiyong's banquet, Princess Qirong proposed to the emperor, and Wen Chen gave Mu He a letter of resignation.

He didn't know why Mu He would accept it so easily. When he left, the words of farewell seemed to be only a little regretful, and other than that, even the tired expression was not profound.

She said that the original vows were not counted.

Every word pierced his bone marrow and touched the bottom line that he had not dared to touch for so many years.

When she left, she would be so painless, as if she had never put him in her heart.

At this moment, all the games almost made him uncontrollable, and he didn't have the strength and mind to control it. It's as if you've lost everything, and the rest of the gains don't matter. If she doesn't want him, what else does he want to live?

The only thing left is the hatred of killing the mother and the hatred of taking the wife.

He was trapped in the court by Wen Chen for two years, and killed the first emperor and King Huaiyong as he wished, and set up Wei Huai and Wen Chen. I just looked forward to waiting for the end of the matter, and then went to find Muhe.

But how many times did I wake up in my dream when I heard the sound of the wind, and I hurriedly walked out of the courtyard before I could put on my robe, hoping that Mu He would suddenly change his mind one day and come back to see him.

But she didn't, not once.

Why?

Was it that she finally discovered his ugly and dark side, and was so disappointed that she left?

Or maybe it was the thing she asked about the child-avoiding soup when she was leaving? She thought he didn't want children, and he always gave her the soup to drink? But how can we explain the situation at that time?

This second conjecture finally gave him some hope. Because in this conjecture, she still cares a little about him.

So he went.

After two years, when she saw Mu He for the first time standing under the house in a bright light, she was holding a green umbrella and walking slowly in the flying university.

When you raise your eyes, the understatement and cold and unfamiliar glance is better than the flying snow in the cold winter. 166 Reading Network