Chapter 111: A War of Tongues
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The ice-blue silk rippled with her steps, slid down the toes, and was kicked again, like the hearts of the spectators, uneven.
Maybe she never knew that such an ordinary action, looking at the eyes of someone with a heart, every move is fascinating.
This poison, the heart of the spectator, is deep.
She walked to Lu Qingli's side, restrained the smile on her face, and said calmly, "Good and dignified, why do you want to walk in the backyard?" ”
The rockery in this backyard is going to be seen through by her, how can she be in the mood to see it again?
Lu Qingli's eyes were as usual, his eyes only touched her thin white fingers, and his voice was warm, "Now that the weather is warmer, it's good to bask in the sun more, and when it comes to summer, I'm afraid I'll feel burnt." ”
She wanted to confide, she didn't want to go for fear of tanning, but when she heard a cough from behind the chair, she saw Yanyu looking at her with burning eyes, for fear that she would regret it.
She frowned, glared at him, and saw Lu Qingli's gaze coming up, she narrowed her eyebrows and paused for a moment, "It's okay to go, take Yanyu and Mozhu with you, just enough to take things that shade the sun." ”
Lu Qingli naturally understood what she meant, and was afraid that it was not something that needed shade, but someone else who needed to be present.
He nodded, not retorting.
The four of them walked out of the Qingxin Courtyard and walked inside.
First of all, I passed by the Yangxin Hospital, walked through a hand-copying verandah, and saw that there was a rockery next to the lake, and the stone tables and stone benches placed on the side of the rockery were for people to rest when they were recreational.
They sat opposite each other, Yan Yu and Mo Zhu were standing on the side, acting as a human background, but they looked at the unobstructed lake in front of them, and the silence was a little excessive.
Lu Qingli gave Yan Yu a look, and Yan Yu knew what he meant, and then took a few steps back with Mo Zhu until they couldn't hear their words in the distance.
How could this little action be concealed from Su Fu, but Su Fu still pretended not to know, it was much easier to leave Yanyu's ears at this moment, and he didn't need to estimate Lu Qingli's thoughts everywhere, but he seemed very comfortable.
When Lu Qingli's eyes were still looking at the lake in front of him, he opened his mouth, "Yanyu said that you came to see me a few days ago?" ”
That's what happened to him in a coma.
She nodded, "We've known each other for so many years, you're sick, I'll go see what you should be." "What's more, she still lives so close, if one is in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion and the other is in the County Lord's Mansion as before, she will definitely not come to see it.
Of course, if she said that, she didn't know what she would do.
She couldn't help but think that if it weren't for her, she would be too strong, I'm afraid that they would still respect each other like guests! Thinking about it, it seems that I am a little impulsive.
Lu Qingli asked this sentence, not only to ask, but also to follow the next sentence, "So you know everything about my poisoning?" ”
Naturally, she couldn't shirk it.
But I heard Lu Qingli say again, "The people who know about this matter are just these people who have been with me since I was a child, and no one else knows about it." ”
She didn't speak, she didn't know what he meant, she didn't think she should know about it, did she?
But after Lu Qingli said this, he didn't mention his poison, but mentioned that she guessed that Wang Zheng was the emperor in Jianzhou a few days ago, and said that they were not from Fujian.
In fact, after she finished speaking, she regretted it when she returned to the nursing home.
She knew that he was doing such things, even if he didn't kill people, he would definitely imprison her by his side, but the words he said were like spilled water, and he couldn't get them back, and she was too eager to confirm her conjecture at that time.
What she has done, the consequences she should have, she can only bear it alone.
"A-Ning, I'm really not from Fujian, and neither are they." Lu Qingli responded to this matter, and wanted to say something more.
She turned around and said, "Stop, I don't want to know." ”
The more she knows, the more bound she will be, and she has already missed it once, and she doesn't want to make a mistake again and again.
It's just that her words, listening to the ears of smart people, are clear about her purpose at a glance, and the warm voice no longer exists, and at this moment there is a hint of coldness, "A-Ning, don't think about it, don't think about it." ”
She looked at Lu Qingli's calm eyes, with a slight chill at the moment, not to freeze people, but it also made people's hearts tremble slightly, she knew that she seemed to have said the wrong thing again.
She turned her head, suppressed her bitter chill, and said lightly, "Master Hou thinks too much." ”
Lu Qingli's voice suddenly returned to its original state, as if it was just an illusion, but she knew that the warmth at the moment was an illusion, "A-Ning, don't lie to me." ”
The word "deception" is like a light stroke when practicing calligraphy, but as everyone knows, all words are not as important as this one word.
Lu Qingli was warning her not to do something useless.
She suddenly wanted to laugh, for her, Lu Qingli did everything, both soft and hard, so he wanted her to stay.
But the past things are imprinted on my heart one by one, like an indelible scar, on weekdays, I don't feel much pain, but I don't want to see it between the circles, but the pain of the past is like a new injury, and I remember it very clearly.
The best thing to do is to forget about it and never think about how many scars she has on her body.
At that time, she was probably able to be herself well.
She was a little angry, angry that Lu Qing didn't know it, how could the person he threw away with his own hands have a reason to pick it up?
Thinking of this, she didn't continue to follow his words, but changed the subject, "A few days ago, I saw Hou Ye's face blue when he was in a coma, and I heard them say that I can clearly feel the pain when I am unconscious, right?" ”
She suddenly cared about him.
The anger in his heart gradually retracted, and he pursed his lips, "It's okay." ”
She looked at his legs in the wheelchair again, "How many steps can Master Hou's legs take?" ”
She lifted his leg.
His legs were the most imperfect part of his body, and he had been accustomed to them, but it was only when she said a few years ago that she was going to marry him, that he really hated them.
Hearing her mention these legs, the disgust was even greater.
He was silent, and although his face was still as flat as usual, she could clearly sense his displeasure.
But in addition to some unhappiness, there was also a faint sadness, which she felt very clearly.
Her face darkened, and she stopped talking, saying something irritating to him.
She thought that she was too much, he was sick for a long time now, and she wanted to pour salt on his wounds, it was really bad, her reason was in her head, and she couldn't bear to say anything more.
The person she once loved, even if she didn't love it, shouldn't say that he was useless and incomplete, otherwise, she would be too suspicious of her own vision.
She should do less work that harms others and is not beneficial to herself.
Thinking about it, he stood up, "I'm a little sleepy sitting here, I'll go back and sleep for a while." ”
Without waiting for him to answer, she slipped away with Mozhu.
He didn't stop her, but saw her hurrying away, like a fox who had met a hunter and fled in a hurry.
Thinking of this, his face turned dark, he should not be a hunter, a hunter who makes foxes afraid.
But at this moment, there is no other way. (To be continued.) )