175 Promise
Mu Yuan immediately picked her up, saw a stone bench not far away, and hurriedly walked over, letting Zhao Ping'an sit on his lap and pill his chest.
"Is it better?" His large hand rested on her cheek and gently pulled it to his side.
Fortunately, her face recovered a little, and she no longer broke out in cold sweats.
But what the hell is going on? It's not like it's fine.
"I'm fine." Zhao Ping'an said in disguise.
Because, she really doesn't know how to explain it.
"Tell me the truth." Mu Yuan was very serious, obviously not believing it.
"I ......" Zhao Ping'an hesitated, "I was poisoned last time, I don't know if it hurt my brain." Thinking too much about things will cause headaches and heartaches. Just now I suddenly thought, what if...... What if you're gone? β
As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears.
Mu Yuan originally wanted to ask in detail, but when he saw Zhao Ping'an crying, he immediately panicked, and he didn't know where to put his hand, so he wiped her face indiscriminately, "Don't cry, don't cry." I don't even know what to do if you're like this. Don't worry, I won't be gone. I swear to you, I won't see you. β
"What if you go to war? What if someone frames you? "Every possibility, it's chilling.
But Ling Chi was executed!
In the last life, she was the one who was the master in the court, and even the emperor listened to her, did she nod her and agree? Even, is it her direct will?
Otherwise, who would dare to execute a champion general.
Otherwise, why did she feel pain when she thought of that scene?
He is...... Did you lose the battle?
That's why it's hard to be a military attachΓ©!
There are many victories, and the emperor taboos you for your high merits, and it is difficult to die well.
If you lose, you are the only one who asks.
Sometimes they even kill people indiscriminately and sacrifice their flags, either to appease the people or to balance the power. The most shameless thing is to please the enemy in exchange for negotiations.
There are too many such things in history!
"Promise me, don't die." Zhao Ping'an tugged at Mu Yuan's collar, "You promise me that you will live no matter what." Even if it is me who wants you to die, you have to refuse and live. β
Mu Yuan was taken aback.
He was a little confused, why would Ping An let him die? However, Zhao Ping'an's uncontrollable tears melted him, disintegrated him, and made him nod solemnly. As if he didn't promise her, she would die so sad.
He didn't want her to feel the slightest bit sad.
"Okay, I promise you." He said it very seriously, taking it as a heavy promise, "And you may not know, my life is very hard." As long as I want to live, no one can let me die. The people of the Great Xia Kingdom can't, and the people of the Great River Kingdom can't! β
Even if it was just a promise, it couldn't withstand the fear in her memory, Zhao Ping'an still felt a little more steady.
"Thank you for saying that." Before she could wipe away her tears, she tried to smile at him again.
Seeing his face close at hand, and the concern for her in those deep eyes, and thinking of that terrible past and extremely unstable future, her heart was like a roller coaster, falling into hell at once, and flying up to the clouds again.
She didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what to do, her brain was very confused, so she simply didn't want to act, so she climbed his neck and kissed him directly.
Unlike the last dragonfly kiss, she was much more ferocious this time, clumsily licking his lips and teeth, deeply entangled.
Mu Yuan almost shuddered.
Restraint is like a thin surface of ice, which seems to be hard, but in fact it can be easily broken.
He was already an aggressive person, so he reacted back even more ferociously. Soon changed from passive to active, causing Zhao Ping'an to completely and completely abandon his dominance and instinctive resistance.
Not far away, there was the sound of soldiers shouting.
Nearby, there was a wind blowing through Merlin's waves.
At this time, the dark incense turned into a strong incense, the cold turned into a scorching heat, and the feeling of confusion tightly entwined the two of them.
It seems that the outside world does not exist, including heaven and earth, only they are together, kissing to death and alive. It wasn't until Zhao Ping'an couldn't even breathe, and until Mu Yuan's breathing couldn't be continuous, that they separated.
Mu Yuan's fingers gently slid over the lips that were kissed red and gorgeous by him, and his heart was sour and soft, I don't know what it tasted like.
He really likes her so much, he likes her to the heart, in the bones, and in the depths of his soul.
For more than ten years, all I thought about was her. So when she was in his arms, he was always in a dream, and there was no sense of reality at all.
But at this time, he knew it was true.
"Let's go back." He said with difficulty.
If he continued like this, he would really offend her. In this unsafe environment in the palace, he would put her in danger and ruin her reputation.
That would also ruin what she was going to do.
It's just that his eyes are fixed on her neckline, barely taking them off.
Between the ears and temples of the two, Zhao Ping'an's collar was scattered, revealing a snow-white neck and a thin rope woven with green silk threads. At that end, there seems to be a jade pendant tied to it that is not too small.
Subconsciously, Mu Yuan stretched out his hand, feeling that the vague shape of the pendant was extremely familiar.
But when his fingertips touched the skin of her collarbone, he retracted as if he had been burned, and he just looked away.
Naturally, he missed the opportunity to discover half of her jade and her secrets.
And Zhao Ping'an calmed down a little, and quickly stood up from his thigh, because he had clearly felt some hardness like iron and stone.
She was not an ancient person and did not have such a strong concept of chastity and etiquette, but she knew that a moment of weakness could have irreparable consequences.
It's a time of life and death.
It was she who couldn't hold on, because the sudden attack of the memory scared her, and made her want to desperately hold on to the present, in front of her, and this real, warm, living man, instead of the endless blood in the memory.
She tidied up her clothes and smoothed her hair again, and then asked, "What about Qiu Xiang?" β
From the previous passion to the sudden rational return to the theme, she felt so embarrassed.
Mu Yuan too.
He half-turned, masking his gaffe, and replied in a low voice, "She's waiting for you in front." After a pause, he said, "I didn't mean not to see you, I really couldn't leave." β
"I know."
"It'll be fine in a few days."
In other words, I will go to see her in the future.
Zhao Ping'an sighed secretly, "Then you help me call Ah Peng out, and I will leave the palace immediately to arrange the epidemic prevention in the palace." β
Mu Yuan didn't reply, and left directly.
But after walking more than ten meters, he suddenly turned back, strode back to Zhao Ping'an's side, leaned over and kissed her.
Lingering and compassionate, gentle to the extreme.
It wasn't until the two of them were out of breath again that he looked at her watery, obviously misty eyes, "Ping, you have to promise me to live well." No matter how aggrieved you are, no matter how difficult you are, if you think about me, don't be rash. No matter how big it is, as long as you wait for me, we can live together. β
"And then, will you marry me?"
"Well, marry." Mu Yuan nodded heavily.
After hesitating, he said, "Do you know why I arrived so late this time?" β
β¦β¦β¦β¦ 66 Have something to say............
In fact, I sometimes dislike the so-called "brainy", looking ahead, calculating, calm and shrewd.
Not every heroine of romance has to be like that, and she doesn't even feel like she is killing herself and sacrificing her life for righteousness. Don't ask about right or wrong, just seek pleasure and revenge.
And again, what is right and wrong? Some are just options.
Everyone's thinking is different.
That's why I've been reluctant to write books for a while, most of this website has this kind of heroine, too many routines.
Above, a little insight.