Zheng raised a pair of teary eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of him. The moonlight shone on the corners of his robe, staining his sideburns. At that moment, he was like the most tender god in the world, but he was rejecting her admiration in the most cold language.

In an instant, Zheng only felt that his heart was like a knife.

She raised her face to look at Fu Jun, and said in a trembling voice: "San Lang, I know that you are good to me. But I want a child of ours, a child that belongs only to you and me. Can you answer me, Saburo? ”

Fu Geng was slightly stunned.

He remembered in a trance that there was a time when he also wanted a child that belonged to him and a certain woman.

When they finally had a lovely daughter, the woman wanted to give birth to a boy for him.

He still remembered the gentle smile of the beautiful woman, the tenderness with which her fingers ran through his hair, and the joy of her stroking her slightly bulging abdomen, "San Lang, I will definitely be able to give birth to a boy in this baby." Suppose he's more like you, or more like me, Saburo? ”

Saburo, Saburo, Saburo......

This call was like waves of the sea, gently covering Fu Geng's heart, where a piece of softness and warmth was born.

That beautiful woman loved to call him like this when she was alive, sometimes joking, sometimes gentle, sometimes shy, sometimes amorous. Even if everyone in the world calls him San Lang, Fu Geng knows that only the call of that woman is the most unforgettable warmth in his life.

And at this moment, another person called him Saburo, with tenderness, with love, with tears in his eyes.

However, this person is no longer her.

Fu Geng raised his hand and pressed his chest.

The heart-wrenching pain came again.

He held his breath and waited quietly for the pain to pass, and for the old tide to come back to the shore so that he could continue to breathe in this world.

After a long while, Fu Gengfang sighed slightly. Tiredly said, "That's it." Brother Zhang will have a future in the future, and Ke'er will do the same, I will find a good family for her. Wouldn't that be nice? ”

Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Fu Geng stupidly. He muttered softly, "San Lang is saying, is this good?" ”

Fu Geng nodded, and said tiredly: "That's it, so it's for you and me, and for the children." It's all good. ”

These faint but calm words sounded like a hammer at the moment, smashing into Zheng's heart.

She lowered her head slowly, as if she had lost her strength and consciousness. Only the corners of the eyes are dry and the heart hurts sharply.

"Saburo thinks, is that good?" After a long time, Zheng asked again, and tears finally burst out of her eyes again.

It turned out that her Saburo. Not hers after all. Even if she was his wife, he wasn't hers after all.

At that moment, the resentment and dissatisfaction that had been suppressed suddenly rushed into Zheng's heart.

"Does Saburo really think that's good?" Zheng raised his head abruptly and looked directly at Fu Geng, with a weird smile on his face, as if crying and resenting, and as if laughing at himself: "San Lang really thinks that he will recognize the two children of the Cheng family under his knees like this." Is it good for us to marry me, the widow of the Cheng family, back home? ”

Fu Geng's brows couldn't help frowning, he let out a long sigh, slowed down his voice and said, "Yes." I think that's already good. When you asked me to do it, I did it all. What are you going to do? ”

Zheng looked at Fu Geng in a daze for a long time, and laughed out loud.

She really heard the biggest joke in the world. This fairy-like man actually thinks that this is very good.

Zheng stood up suddenly, looked straight at Fu Geng, and said in a cold tone: "Fu Tanhua is really a good joke. What did I want you to do in the first place? What I want you to do is to give me a happy marriage. Can you and I be happy now? A couple who has never even had a candle in the cave room. Can it be called a happy marriage? ”

Her cold words were like the moonlight outside the window, rushing towards Fu Geng with her head and face covered.

Fu Geng's brows couldn't help frowning, and he turned his head to the other side.

However, Zheng seems to have found a way to vent, and the momentary pleasure brought by these words made her feel unspeakable. She sneered, held back her voice sharply and thinly, and said coldly: "Yes, your Fu Tanhua is concerned about his deceased wife and is dedicated to keeping festivals." You Fu Saburo is a person who values love and righteousness, but I am a shameless woman who dips again. If so, why did you come down to me in the first place? Why ask for a marriage? Why do you want to act like a loving husband and wife in front of others, but tell me to stay alone in the empty room behind my back? Who are you and I, Zheng Ying? ”

Later, Zheng's voice became more and more sharp, and the words that came out of her mouth were like steel needles, piercing straight into Fu Geng's body.

The breath around Fu Geng's body suddenly became cold.

He rolled his eyes, glanced at Zheng deeply, and said coldly, "Who am I to you?" I am the surviving person of Lord Cheng, and you are a poor woman with a child. And what about you, Zheng Ying, what are you doing to me Fu Geng? Is it your shortcut to the high gate? Or a tool to find a good future for your baby in the womb? Do you need to explain the real reason why you are getting married here? ”

Zheng's eyes, which were full of ridicule, shrank slightly at this time.

Her expression changed suddenly.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at Fu Geng in disbelief. The expression in his eyes at the moment was confused and trance-like, with a slight injury.

However, Fu Geng's expression was cold.

He stood on the edge of the couch with his hands in his hands, and looked at it with a slight cold look in his eyes. The Danfeng eyes, which had always been gentle and soft in Zheng's eyes, were projected at this moment, like the cold moonlight in the room, covering her all around, so that she had nowhere to hide.

The two men looked at each other like this for a moment, and Zheng's stiff shoulders drooped first.

She lowered her eyes and sighed slightly, her heart was cold.

It turns out that he knows it all. Zheng thought in a trance. Then, she thought carefully about forcing him to make a marriage contract, and he thought that he would understand.

She laughed self-deprecatingly, turned her eyes and no longer looked at Fu Geng, but looked at the courtyard under the moonlight outside the window, and muttered, "I thought that you finally had some pity for me." Saburo. ”

Fu Geng looked at her, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh again, pressed the corner of his forehead tiredly, and said, "My care for you is all due to Master Cheng." When you did that, I looked at the division between Master Cheng and his children, so I should do it. Moreover, at the beginning, I only treated you as a wife, but I never said that I could give you a happy marriage. ”

"Yes," Zheng said as if sighing, "you have never answered me for anything else." It's me thinking too much about it. (To be continued.) )