Late at night, Zhu Yuenuan sat alone beside Wu Laohan, with a pile of white paper on the table in front of him, and a pen full of ink in his hand, but he was just holding his cheeks in a daze, and he didn't write a word.

The door was gently pushed open, and Chu Yitong walked in with a tray, closed the door, and slowly walked to Zhu Yuenuan's side.

"Mother boiled chicken soup, let's drink some first."

As she spoke, she set the tray aside, reached out and pulled the pen from her hand, and rolled up the paper on the table and set it aside.

"Hmm." Zhu Yuenuan raised her eyes and looked at the things on the tray, in addition to a clay pot, there was also a bowl of black medicinal soup, she looked sideways at the old man and stood up.

"I'll come, you drink the soup first." Chu Yitong reached out and pressed her back into her position, reached out and scooped her a bowl of chicken soup and put it in her hand.

Zhu Yuenuan took it unnaturally and glanced at him.

Chu Yitong had already picked up the medicinal soup and went to the bedside, and sat there and fed the medicine to Wu Laohan in small sips.

The old man was unconscious, and most of the medicinal juice he fed flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Chu Yitong carefully fed the medicine, and from time to time took a cloth to wipe the medicinal juice on the side of Wu Laohan's mouth, looking focused.

Zhu Yuenuan drank chicken soup, occasionally looked sideways at him, under the swaying light, his focused side face was like a shallow glow, handsome and clean, for a while, he couldn't take his eyes off.

Chu Yitong seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly raised his head and smiled softly at her.

Zhu Yuenuan was like a child who had been caught, her face was cloudy, and she suddenly turned back and lowered her head to drink the soup.

The soup in the bowl was empty, but she didn't realize it.

"Warm, warm. Got something on your mind? Chu Yitong walked over after feeding the medicinal soup, saw her bowl at a glance, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, while reaching out to take down the empty bowl she was still holding, scooping another bowl and handing it over.

"Nope." Zhu Yuenuan moved her shoulders, let out a long breath, and took the bowl in his hand, but put it on the table.

"Tired?" Chu Yitong asked softly.

Zhu Yuenuan looked up at the old man and shook her head.

"Grandpa will be fine." Chu Yitong followed her gaze and said with relief.

"He doesn't know kung fu. Another handful of years. Those people don't leave any room to start, and their hearts are vicious......" Zhu Yuenuan said this, and suddenly turned sideways and looked at him seriously. "These people. I'm not going to sit idly by. ”

"This thing. We'll take care of it. Chu Yitong said hurriedly.

"You want me to leave it alone?" Zhu Yuenuan immediately frowned, glared at him and asked.

"I didn't mean that." Chu Yitong had no choice but to explain. "I'm just ......"

"I know what you mean." Zhu Yuenuan raised her hand to interrupt him, glanced at him a few times, turned her head, and said lightly, "You keep saying that you don't want me to be in danger, but have you ever thought about what we have experienced since we met?" ”

"Over the years, I have wronged you." Chu Yitong looked at her quietly, his eyes apologetic.

"For those who deserve it, where is the grievance? For those who are not worthy, there is no grievance to speak of. Zhu Yuenuan looked back, looked at him and said faintly.

"Nuan Nuan ......" Chu Yitong was stunned.

"Now that I think about it, whether it's a trip to Kyoto or a matter ......of the gate," Zhu Yuenuan got up, smiled self-deprecatingly, turned to the oil lamp, looked at the bursting lights, and said in a low voice, "From beginning to end, all you gave was just two words, peace of mind, but you never regarded me as your real wife." ”

"Nuan Nuan, it's not like that." Chu Yitong was startled, got up and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Isn't that so?" Zhu Yuenuan turned around violently, approached him, stared into his eyes and asked, "On the trip to Kyoto, you are in danger alone, and on the trip to the gate, you left me alone and left Yang, and you did not hesitate to divorce your wife and drive me away, for what?" Do you think that if you carry everything, I will be grateful to you? ”

Chu Yitong stared at her, speechless for a while.

"The husband I want is someone who can respect me, love me, understand me, and believe in me." Zhu Yuenuan stared at him and asked in a low voice, "Chu Yitong, you ask yourself, do you understand me?" Believe me? ”

Chu Yitong opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he saw Zhu Yuenuan's eyes red, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm not a silk flower, I'm not a delicate woman who can't be restrained, what I want is ...... I can stand side by side with my husband and help through thick and thin, not like this......" Zhu Yuenuan said this, bowed her head and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, it's useless to talk more, I don't care what you want to do, but those people don't want to think about grandpa's injury." ”

Speaking of this, she turned around gloomily and said in a low voice: "When this matter is over, I will accompany my grandfather back to Yuyang and go to the yamen by the way...... Wrap up ......"

Chu Yitong suddenly took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Yuenuan back, held it tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "I will never let you go again." ”

Zhu Yuenuan was slightly stunned, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she stretched out her hand to push him: "Until now, you are still ......"

Before she finished speaking, Chu Yitong lowered her head and sealed the words behind her.

"Hey...... Hmm...... "Zhu Yuenuan stiffened, her face turned red involuntarily, and she struggled subconsciously, "Chu ......"

"Shhh~ Don't speak." Chu Yitong rubbed her lips and said a low word, squeezed the back of her head with one hand, closed her eyes and kissed deeply.

After a long time, he let go slightly, and whispered against her forehead: "Nuan Nuan, I know that I am wrong, give me another chance, okay?" ”

"Knock Knock~~"

Just then, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Zhu Yuenuan woke up, pushed Chu Yitong away, turned around and covered her face.

Chu Yitong looked at her rare gaffe, smiled lowly, restrained his expression and asked the door: "Come in." ”

The hidden door was pushed open, but it was Yuecha who came in with medicinal soup, and when she saw the two of them, her smart eyes turned and she stood at the door: "It seems that I came at the wrong time." ”

"I'm back." Chu Yitong was calm, and greeted with a slight smile.

Zhu Yuenuan was slightly embarrassed, but she also turned around calmly and glanced at Yuecha: "As soon as you come back, you will talk nonsense, is it possible that you still want to quit?" ”

Yuecha squeezed her eyes at Zhu Yuenuan, grinned, walked quickly to the edge of the bed, put the medicinal soup on the side of the bed, turned around and smiled at the two: "I'm here to deliver the medicinal soup, but I think so, it shouldn't be me to retreat now, if you have something to say, it's better to move back to the room, slow ~ slow ~ say ~ ~ how about it?" ”

"Not how." Zhu Yuenuan glared at her in annoyance and asked, "How are things arranged?" ”

"As expected, they'll be back tomorrow evening." Yuecha's gaze was still swirling between the two, "The little general was worried that the young lady didn't have a helper by her side, so he asked me to come back earlier." ”

"Good work." Chu Yitong calmly looked at Yuecha.

"I'm just for my young lady." Yuecha pursed her lips and pushed Zhu Yuenuan's shoulder, "I'm here, let's move back to the room earlier, slow ~ slow ~ chat ~~" (to be continued......)