Zeng Rong has been avoiding this question before, firstly because of his young age, secondly, because neither the Queen Mother nor the Emperor have spoken, and thirdly, he still needs to do acupuncture and massage for Zhu Heng, which inevitably involves physical contact, I am afraid that if the conversation collapses, how will the two get along in the future?

But this will make a cousin of the Qian family, obviously it is not Qian Yi's original intention, without the authorization of the Queen Mother and the emperor, Qian Yi will not be able to do this.

Therefore, whether it is the Empress Dowager and the Emperor or the Qian family, Zhu Heng seems to be unavoidable.

In addition, Zeng Rong also had a worry, if he stiffened according to Zhu Heng's temper, he was afraid that the queen mother and the emperor would have to find her to persuade Zhu Heng.

"Ah Heng, there is one thing, I have always wanted to tell you, I, we, are we just like this? You should get married, you should accept the small, I don't mix with them, I only want to be your confidant, a lifelong confidant, the kind that never abandons. After Zeng Rong finished speaking, his eyes also locked on Zhu Heng's face.

Seeing that the expression on Zhu Heng's face turned from puzzled to disappointed, Zeng Rong hurriedly said: "Ah Heng, don't worry, don't be angry, I mean, my background is destined that I can't marry you, but being small is not what I want, I know that you love me and pity me, and I will not wronged me, but in this way, you will inevitably snub your wife and become your father's second, and your wife will repeat your mother's tragedy, what about me, I am afraid that I will become a woman like the imperial concubine, in order to compete for favor, there is no bottom line, and finally become a person who even I hate, Think about it, isn't this the result? ”

"No, no, I told my father, my father, my father promised me that I could not get married for the time being, I would see it for two years, and later... Zhu Heng held Zeng Rong's hands with both hands and said eagerly.

"This is just a delaying tactic, you are the eldest son of the royal family, how can you be allowed to marry a peasant girl? Truth be told, it's a great favor and favor for them to allow me to stay with you as a side room. Ah Heng, if you and I are blindly ignorant, they will only blame me for seducing you, and in the end all the sins will have to be borne by me alone. Ah Heng, instead of this, it is better for us to maintain the status quo, in this life, I will not leave you, you are in the palace, I will be the emperor's female historian, if you leave the palace, I will apply to the emperor, be your aunt, and always accompany you. ”

If it is false to say that there is no regret and no discomfort, at least, Zeng Rong's tears fell.

"It's not good, you see, you cried before you could do anything, and then you might not be so uncomfortable when you watched me marry a wife and watch me lie next to other women? You are so for me, how can I be willing to let you cry? Don't worry, if you want to marry a wife, it can only be you, otherwise, I would rather not marry you for the rest of my life. Zhu Heng let go of Zeng Rong's hand and clumsily wiped away Zeng Rong's tears with his index finger.

Zhu Heng's words and Zhu Heng's actions moved Zeng Rong again, Zeng Rong's tears suddenly erupted, she thought of herself in her previous life.

In the previous life, she was also a life-saving benefactor to Xu Jing, a real life-saving benefactor, and she grew up with him as a childhood sweetheart, but in the end, she only ended up as a concubine.

Rao is like this, she is still wholeheartedly devoted to him, without him, just because it will be in her heart, Xu Jing is the best man in the world, and the only man, and she is just a humble peasant girl from a humble background, content.

This rebirth, she originally made up her mind to protect the Xu family and protect Xu Jing, and even in order not to betray Xu Jing, she also made up her mind not to marry.

Who knew that God sent her to Zhu Heng, Zhu Heng's background was much more noble than Xu Jing, but instead of disliking Zeng Rong's peasant girl background, he cherished her and cherished her more than Xu Jing.

No matter whether he can do it in this life or not, at this moment Zhu Heng's heart is sincere and hot.

How can Zeng Rong remain indifferent?

Zhu Heng saw that Zeng Rong's tears were wiping more and more, so he simply pulled her over, pressed her to his chest, stroked Zeng Rong's head with his right hand, gently patted her back with his left hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's me who is not good, Ah Rong doesn't cry, Ah Rong rest assured, I won't fail you... ”

Because it was summer, Zhu Heng quickly sensed that the clothes on his body were soaked, and thought about how long Zeng Rong had been holding this breath in his heart, so the movements of his subordinates were softer, and his tone was more gentle.

Fortunately, Zeng Rong quickly realized that something was wrong, lowered his head and struggled out of the other party's arms, and pulled out his silk handkerchief to wipe away his tears.

"I'll help you find clothes." Zeng Rong was embarrassed to face Zhu Heng, turned around and went to the cabinet to get a dirty clothes and a straight shirt for Zhu Heng.

The clothes were placed beside Zhu Heng, Zeng Rong did not step forward to help him change, but turned around and went to the clean room, she knew that there was water in the clean room, she needed to wash her face and calm down.

After washing his face, Zeng Rong combed his hair again, returned to the bedroom, Zhu Heng also changed his clothes, his eyes locked Zeng Rong, and moved with her.

Zeng Rong was embarrassed to face him, so he turned his back to pack up the silver needle, Zhu Heng knew that she was leaving, "You come here, I still haven't finished speaking." ”

"You say, I'll listen." Zeng Rong did not go over, nor did he turn around.

Zhu Heng pondered for a while, and saw that the wheelchair was still two steps away from the edge of the kang, so he moved his body close to the edge of the kang, wanting to pull the wheelchair over, Zeng Rong saw that there was no movement behind him, and turned around coldly to take a look, just in time to see Zhu Heng leaning out of his upper body to reach the wheelchair, and hurriedly pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the kang.

When he was about to reach out to help Zhu Heng, Zhu Heng refused her, "No, I can move it myself." ”

After these days of exercise, his strength is indeed much stronger than before, and his legs can be driven by the movement of his arms and waist, but it is particularly laborious and slow, Zeng Rong knows this, and sometimes he can't help but step forward to take a hand.

But this time Zhu Heng rejected her.

"Last time, the doctor said that if you want to truly recover completely, you must endure the suffering that ordinary people can't bear, if I can't bear this hardship, it's better to give up now." Zhu Heng was afraid that Zeng Rong would be too careful, so he explained.

When Zeng Rong heard this, he had to stand aside and watch, leaning forward, ready to help at any time.

After less than half a burnt of incense, Zhu Heng finally got into a wheelchair and took Zeng Rong's hand again and left her to eat.

"It's been a long time since you've accompanied me to archery, and it's not time for lunch, so you pushed me to the back garden." Zhu Heng said.

"You're going to sweat all the sweat and then go shoot arrows..." Zeng Rong didn't finish the next words, and she couldn't say no in the face of such a pair of clean and bright eyes like a child.