Chapter 41 Fireworks
In the hotel room, I cried for a long time, and Long Xuanling sat on the round chair opposite me and looked at me.
It wasn't until I was exhausted from crying that he stopped jokingly saying, "Madam, you can really cry, and my husband won't dare to mess with you in the future." β
I lowered my head and didn't respond, and in my mind, it was still the warm scenes of my childhood.
He has been very kind to me for as long as I can remember, and has never done anything that made me sad except for that abandonment.
Seeing that I was hanging my head, Long Xuanling also squatted down and raised his hand to hold my cheek.
I met his half-masked face, and his gaze was warm, a warmth I had never seen before.
"Bang bang bang!"
Before Long Xuanling could speak, there was a sound outside the window, I thought it was a gunshot, Long Xuanling calmly got up and walked to the window, opened the window, and I vaguely saw brilliant fireworks in the air.
"Fireworks?" I was stunned, stood up, and rushed to the window.
"Do you like it?" Long Xuanling lowered his eyes and asked.
Seeing me nodding, he grabbed my waist, a strong wind blew my cheeks, Long Xuanling hugged me, flew directly to the roof of this hotel, and let me sit on the top of the eaves to watch the fireworks.
From here, the fireworks seemed to be within my reach, flying into the sky and scattering brilliantly.
"On my tenth birthday, my father also ordered someone to buy a lot of fireworks and set them off in the courtyard of Luofu all night." I watched the fireworks in the night sky, and the past seemed to be right in front of me.
At that time, my father also said that if I liked, he would set off fireworks for me every birthday in the future.
These words are still in my ears, but unfortunately, now that I am standing in front of him, he does not recognize who I am.
If he knew, what would he feel if the wild girl in his mouth was his daughter?
"That man is your father?" Long Xuanling looked at me and suddenly asked.
My smile froze instantly, but I nodded anyway.
"If you want to recognize him, then admit it, in this world, there is nothing more unbearable than family affection." Long Xuanling looked up at the sky when he said this, with a lonely smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
I looked at Long Xuanling, and I didn't expect that he, a seemingly cold and unruly "person", would say such a thing.
"Benjun has no relatives since he was a child, and when he opened his eyes, he was the last green dragon of the dragon clan, not a demon and not a human." Long Xuanling said lonely: "This gentleman should be regarded as an outlier!" β
"You're not an outlier, you still have me by your side." As I spoke, I paused, because Long Xuanling's eyes burned with a scorching light, and hurriedly added: "There are also Lingwu, and the fat monk, and Yun Niang, there are many people beside you." β
"What I want is a family, a wife, and a child with my dragon blood." After he finished speaking, he paused: "You know, before going to Yuzhou, Benjun really just wants you to spread the branches for the dragon clan." β
As soon as I heard it, I remembered his "entanglement" in the previous days, and then thought about this time, Long Xuanling almost never touched me, at most he hugged me.
"And now?" I asked curiously.
"You can give up your life for Benjun, and, stupid and naΓ―ve, and have no ability, if Benjun doesn't really accept you, I'm afraid you can only die alone in the future." After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he raised his hand and touched my hair again, and smiled a little "badly".
"Who said that, if I Luo Anzhi wants to marry, I will definitely find a lover!" I just instinctively replied.
As a result, Long Xuanling picked up my chin and stared at me directly: "Who else do you want to marry?" β
"Me?" I was stunned, who else can I marry? I'm already one of his people: "I'm just kidding, you don't have to take it seriously." β
"Madam, if you have time to tease your husband here, you might as well hurry up and give birth to a dragon son for your husband." The corners of Long Xuanling's eyes rose happily: "You say it's good?" β
"No, you, aren't you still hurt?" I hurriedly made excuses.
"Were you frightened when you saw that Miss Zhao Si gave birth to a demon fetus?" Long Xuanling looked at me and asked.
I was stunned for a long time, nodded and shook my head, that wasn't the main thing, but now I'm not ready.
"Don't worry, this gentleman will not make you suffer, that dragon son, just stay in your womb for seven and a half months, and then you can give birth, and when the time comes, this gentleman will always guard you and keep your mother and child safe." Long Xuanling said softly.
When I heard this, I fell silent, and my heart was very entangled.
"You think about it again, when you are willing, when you will talk again." Today, he was a good talker, put his arm around my shoulders, and sat on the eaves with me watching the fireworks.
I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, I was already lying on the soft bed, and under my head was Long Xuanling's arm.
The feeling was subtle, and I looked up at him, who was closing his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
After staring at his face for a moment, I quietly reached out and placed it on his cold mask.
Curiosity drove me to peel off the mask and take a look.
However, this hand had just touched the mask when it was grasped by Long Xuanling.
"Ma'am, are you awake?" He lowered his eyes and looked at me.
Today, I realized that his eyes are like the sea, like the blue sky, very charming.
"Hmm." I whispered in response, and he let go of my hand and sat up.
"Today, we're going to the Marshal's Mansion to watch a play." Long Xuanling said suddenly.
"Huh? Going to the Marshal's Mansion to see a play? I looked at Long Xuanling blankly.
On the side of Long Xuanling's body, I saw Lingwu who was resting on the table with his head drooping.
"Lingwu, are you back?" I got out of bed excitedly and walked in front of Lingwu, and found that Lingwu was "sleeping" with his head drooping.
It seems that Lingwu is tired these days.
Long Xuanling said that there should be a master in the Marshal's Mansion who set up a formation, so Lingwu spent some time and came back to us in the early hours of this morning.
"Master, then let's still do it?" I looked at Long Xuanling, thinking that now that he was injured, he couldn't fight with people.
"This is a prayer post, today, let's just go for a turn." After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he looked in the mirror and pulled the clothes on his body.
"But, your mask is still too eye-catching." I stared at him, and although he was dressed and had normal hair now, the mask was too eye-catching.
Long Xuanling stared at himself in the bronze mirror for a while, then walked to the window, and after glancing at the pedestrians below, he raised his hand and stroked his face.
Sure enough, when he turned around, he really turned into a slightly childish young face.