Duanmu Qing sat in the room, didn't close the door, and there was no one, just waited quietly, waiting for Han Lingxian to arrive.

But no, to his surprise, he didn't come to see her again for a whole day.

She didn't know what it really meant, whether it was good or bad.

At this point, she didn't care anymore, because before this answer appeared, something even worse appeared.

She...... I can't keep the child.

I don't know if it's because the conversation with Han Yazhi was too intense, which made Duanmu Qing feel an unprecedented pain in his stomach.

Back in the house, she felt something was wrong.

But she didn't say anything, just let Baimei go back, quietly apply the needle by herself, quietly use her own methods, and do her last effort.

The strange thing is that she was extremely aggrieved in her heart, but she didn't shed any tears.

The pain stopped, but she still knew that his child could not wait for his father's love.

With his eyes open, Duanmu Qing looked at the sky where dark clouds suddenly slid in.

The wind is blowing.

Seemingly, it's going to rain.

After this rain, it's time for the sky to get cooler!

At this time, in her heart, it turned out to be these messy thoughts, which seemed to have nothing to do with herself.

Last autumn, she came to the east.

In the blink of an eye, it's been another year.

Time flies!

She reached out and touched her own face in a daze, and asked herself softly: Am I getting old?

Without an answer, no one can give her an answer.

The temperature was just right at this time, and she sat under the porch like this, blowing the wind before the rain.

Children, my mother will accompany you again, although you can't come to your mother's side, but you have to remember, mother, I really love you.

Will you blame your mother?

It's all my fault, if I can pay attention to it at the beginning, I won't be unable to protect you.

The sky gradually darkened.

Quietly.

These days, it seems that you can see this process of getting dark every day.

He's coming.

Duanmu Qing sat on the chair and still didn't look back.

It's time to have an answer!

Han Lingyan slowly walked towards Duanmu Qing, but stopped at a distance of five steps away from her.

They all knew, and she knew he was behind him.

But they remained silent.

The wind, which seemed to suddenly become much stronger, creaked the trees in the yard.

"Why are you still sitting outside with such a strong wind?" Han Lingyan seemed to have finally found his voice, and his tone had a deliberate pretense of relaxation.

Duanmu Qing pulled away a smile, but still didn't turn his head, as if laughing at himself.

"The wind just now wasn't so strong, I think it's more comfortable outside, but it's stuffy inside."

She finally stood up and faced him, but there was no smile, just the same indifference as usual.

"Alright! Then go in now! You are too weak to blow such a strong wind. ”

Han Lingyan stepped forward to take her hand, only to find that her hand was cold as if there was no temperature.

This kind of touch made him a little unaccustomed: "Look, my hands are blowing cold." ”

"It's summer, don't worry."

Duanmu Qing was faint, her hand was already in his palm, and the temperature coming from his hand made her feel a little uncomfortable inexplicably at this time.

There was no lighting in the house, and it wasn't completely dark, so you could still see what was in the house.

The two went into the house and let go of each other's hands, but neither of them stepped forward to light the lamp, and stood side by side in the room.

"Qing'er!" Han Lingyan stood beside her for a long time before turning to her and speaking to her.

came, Duanmu Qing said to herself silently in her heart, but she didn't speak, she was still waiting.

I also prayed in my heart, praying that this man would understand, and that he would swallow those words back at the end.

But......

No!

"Today, Yazhi said something to me."

Han Ling paused and continued.

After saying this, he raised his eyes again and looked at Duanmu Qing, and found that she was looking at him upright, listening very seriously.

Facing her gaze, Han Lingyan suddenly lowered his eyes again.

I thought it would be easy to say, but at this time, it was so difficult.

What surprised Han Ling even more was that Duanmu Qing didn't mean to urge him to open his mouth at all, but waited there quietly like a clay statue of a bodhisattva.

She said," the two words came out, and Han Lingyan exhaled a long breath as if to cheer himself up, and finally raised his eyes and looked at her eyes seriously, "She said that she likes me." ”

"Hmm."

When she finally spoke, it was so short and ordinary that she couldn't even hear her emotions.

This feeling made Han Lingxi feel like he had punched the cotton.

He mustered up the courage to say it, but she was unmoved.

"You...... Not surprised? ”

Instead, she smiled faintly: "Why be surprised? ”

"I ......" Han Lingxi was asked.

was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Duanmu Qing's reaction was better, and what she said below would be easier for her to accept.

"I didn't know that before."

Duanmu Qing raised his eyebrows, still expressionless: "I know now." ”

Han Lingyan glanced at her again, as if he wanted to see clearly what kind of emotions were hidden under her plain face.

After a long time, he said, "Yes! ”

Silence again, how could they have so much silent time with each other today?

"Qing'er!" Can't drag it any longer, Han Ling gritted his teeth, held her shoulder, looked into her eyes and said, "Yazhi is no one else, I can't hurt her!" ”

Duanmu Qing raised his eyes gently, and there was a coldness in his eyes that Han Lingxian had never seen before: "And then?" ”

"I'm going to take her as a side concubine!"

At this time, he mustered up all his courage, and even Duanmu Qing saw firmness in his eyes.

"Are you informing me, or are you asking me?"

Han Lingyan was a little puzzled by the meaning of this, and reacted for a moment before saying, "I want to tell you." ”

"What I want to ask is, who am I in your eyes?"

These words made him even more puzzled, and he looked at Duanmu Qing in surprise.

Without waiting for him to answer, Duanmu Qing looked into his eyes seriously and seriously: "If you regard me as your princess, you can discuss this matter with me, then there is no need."

Although it is true that the concubine needs the consent of the housewife to enter the door, and he also has to serve tea to the housewife, but don't forget, I am no longer your princess.

Your princess, on Wangye Road in Changjing, stay in the palace of King Hao! ”

"I didn't mean that, Qing'er, you ......"

"That's not what you mean?" A mocking smile tugged at Duanmu Qing's lips, "Then what do you mean?" Just inform me?

Tell me, you, Han Lingyan, are going to marry another woman. ”

This was said in a somewhat aggressive manner, which made Han Lingyan suddenly feel a little annoyed, and his voice sank unconsciously: "Qing'er! ”

The two words that suddenly fell made this room without outsiders quiet.

It's a bit too quiet.

Han Lingyan also suddenly realized that his tone was wrong.

Hurriedly went to pull her hand, but was dodged.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Duanmu Qing didn't speak, just slightly turned his face away.

He put his hand on her shoulder again, and his voice softened: "You are my beloved woman, for this matter of Yazhi, I told you that it is naturally because of this, don't you understand?" ”

"Huh!" Duanmu Qing sneered, and then turned her face to look at him, she suddenly found that in such a heavy twilight, his face seemed to become very, very distant.

"I don't understand, then, I'll ask you clearly, Han Lingxi, have you ever thought of asking for my opinion? Have you ever wondered if I would say yes? ”

"Qing'er!" Thinking that her attitude was also because she loved herself, Han Lingyan's heart softened again, "Don't worry, I told Yazhi a lot."

I also told her plainly that I only have you in my heart, and I will not fall in love with her. ”

But she said, she doesn't care, does she? She just needs to stay with you, right? She doesn't want your love at all, does she? ”

Han Lingxi's head was a little short-circuited, and it took a while before he opened his mouth and said, "She told you?" ”

There was still a cold smile on her lips, but in the already dark sky, even Han Lingyan opposite her couldn't see clearly.

"yes!"

"So...... Did you say yes? ”

"Why should I say yes?"

This rhetorical question made Han Lingxian not know how to answer, and after a while, he said, "Okay!" Don't worry, no matter who she is, I'm still the same to her.

I only have you in my heart, even if she is my side concubine, in my heart, I still regard her as my sister. ”

"Doesn't it feel like incest, don't you?"

Duanmu Qing's sudden words made Han Lingyan jump up like a cat with its tail stepped on: "What are you talking about?" ”

Duanmu Qing also didn't have a good face: "That's what I mean, Han Lingxi, you heard clearly, I'll tell you!" I don't want to, I don't want you to have another woman, whoever she is, no matter what kind of high-sounding reason. ”

In the end, Duanmu Qing's voice became a little hysterical, he had never seen Duanmu Qing like this.

But Duanmu Qing just felt sad, extremely sad.

Her child, slowly dying in her body, slowly getting farther and farther away from her, left alone.

And he, the father of her child, told her at this time that he was going to marry another woman.

Another woman who loves him very much!

Han Lingyan's mood became irritable because of her words, such a Duanmu Qing seemed to be completely different from the rational and calm Qing'er he had always thought in his heart.

Why is she so unreasonable?

"I said it all, Yazhi is just a name, she won't affect my feelings for you, don't you believe me?"

This sentence made the room sink like the night outside.

It seemed that after a long time, Duanmu Qing asked faintly: "Should I believe you very much?" ”638