A certain day.

In the pavilion, Zhaoyang was staring at a pond in a daze, and her expression looked strangely calm.

Wang Zhiyao felt his heart beat wildly

He walked over step by step, his voice hoarse: "Zhaoyang." ”

Zhaoyang slowly raised her head, but when she saw the person in front of her, there was no joy in her eyes, only a bright water.

She was looking at him, extremely serious, as if she wanted to keep his appearance in her heart.

Zhaoyang said softly: "You are here." ”

Wang Zhiyao's expression was moved, and his voice seemed to be even more hoarse, "I'm late." ”

Zhaoyang seemed to be in a trance for a moment.

But in the end, she lowered her eyes: "You sit down." ”

Wang Zhiyao paused and sat down opposite her, "Zhaoyang, I miss you, I miss you very much." ”

Zhaoyang's fingertips trembled, and before she knew it, tears flowed out of her eyes.

"Far away," she smiled sadly, "I miss you too." ”

"So, can you give me another chance?" Wang Zhiyao said word by word, every word was extremely serious and full of expectations.

"Wang Zhiyao." Zhaoyang looked up at him, "But we don't have the possibility, I"

Her voice suddenly choked, as if she had no strength to say any more.

"Zhaoyang, I know I'm too selfish." Wang Zhiyao grabbed her hand violently, extremely hard, "Are you still blaming me, I have no revenge now, and no one will chase and kill me, I will never drag you down again."

"I don't blame you." Zhaoyang trembled, and his voice was terrible, "But I'll drag you down." ”

The woman bit her lip, and her dark eyes were quenched with tears and became cleaner and brighter, like black glass.

The man's throat rolled, and his eyes darkened.

"You won't." He said in a low voice, "Even if you're not a princess anymore, you won't drag others down." ”

"Wang Zhiyao." Zhaoyang choked up and said: "I have married someone like this, and there is no possibility between us." ”

For her, Wang Zhiyao used to be her expectation, but at the same time, it also means that the simple princess is gone.

Some things are wrong, and some people, if they miss it, they miss it.

Wang Zhiyao looked at her in a daze, for a long time, and finally smiled faintly, "You have been married, but I am not complete, you see, are we more compatible?" ”

"It's not." She spat out the words hoarsely, "You go, I don't want to see you again." ”

After saying this, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her face was bloodless.

Wang Zhiyao looked at her in a daze for a long time.

In just one year, fate has always played tricks on them again and again, but I want to play such a joke with them.

Zhaoyang looked at him with teary eyes, thinking in a trance, how good it would be if all this was a dream.

The man's Adam's apple rolled several times in a row.

"Zhaoyang." His voice was hoarse: "Can you give me a reason?" ”

Zhaoyang's hands slowly clenched, and the neat and flat corners of his clothes were folded one after another.

There was a strange poignancy on her cheeks, but it was as if she had made a lot of determination.

"Because I don't love you anymore." Zhaoyang said hoarsely, "Do you think I'll always be waiting for you here?" I don't love you anymore. ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhiyao was like a person with profound skills giving a fatal blow, his face suddenly turned as white as paper, his eyes darkened, and he was as dumb and helpless as a little smoke.

yes, why did he think that Zhaoyang was still waiting for him in the same place.

"Okay." Wang Zhiyao spit out these two words hoarsely.

After speaking, he looked at her deeply, and then turned to leave, with an indescribable desolation and sadness in his back.

Zhaoyang looked at his back and didn't make any movement for a long time.

Her heart was terrible, but they could never go back to the way they were.

Zhaoyang was afraid that if he insisted any longer, her defense would collapse, and she couldn't help but agree to him.

All problems can be solved, as long as they still love each other, why do they have to come this far?

But when reason returned, she finally had to face up to this fact, and they had no way to turn back.

Zhaoyang leaned against the gazebo, tears gradually welling up.

Her heart was about to crush into a ball.

The maid hurried up to her and hurriedly wiped her tears.

But her tears seemed to flow endlessly.

They didn't expect that Wang Zhiyao's appearance would make Zhaoyang lose his temper to this point.

Since she came to Jiangnan, she has been very calm, although she rarely shows her face, but at least she has not been sad and painful.

But it turned out that all the pain was suppressed by her, until this moment, it finally broke out completely.

Wang Zhiyao only felt that the wind was blowing through his empty sleeves, and a certain part of his heart became empty.

She looked better than he imagined, which made Wang Zhiyao happy and bitter.

Thankfully, she was able to get rid of those bad things and get back on her life.

Bitterly, she regained her life, cut off the past, and naturally no longer belonged to him, the old man.

Lin Changtian stayed in the house and had nothing to do, Chu Ruojun didn't let him go to the dart game, and kept urging him to return to the imperial city as soon as possible.

The man snorted in his heart, the more you let me go, the more I won't go.

The more you look at me, the more I will appear in front of you, be angry, but you can't do anything about me.

But stalking doesn't seem to work very well for Chu Ruojun, every time he is ruthlessly rejected, and sometimes he hits him by the way, but despite this, he is also willing.

When she comes back, it will become the most anticipated thing of the day, even if he eats a bite of tofu, he will be very happy.

That's right, he's just so unproductive.

Although it feels weird, it's like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband at home, but it's a pity that he's waiting for the only master in his life.

After all, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, causing countless heroes to bend their waists.

Lin Changtian let out a long sigh idlely, feeling a trace of cold air blowing, accompanied by a leaf falling, and even the wind laughed at his sorrow.

Wang Zhiyao's coming here naturally did not escape his eyes, he took a deep look at Zhaoyang, who was crying in the pavilion, and quickly went out to catch up with Wang Zhiyao.

If Ruojun was pregnant with another man, he would love her just as much, want to protect her, want to take care of her, and want to give her a home, even if it wasn't his child.

After all, the love he loved the most gave birth to him.

If you can't accept it, it can only mean that you don't love enough.

Wang Zhiyao had just walked a few steps when he was patted on the shoulder, and he looked back lightly, but he didn't want to speak.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave." Lin Changtian lowered his voice, "After listening to this, let's make a decision." ”

Wang Zhiyao replied hoarsely.

After listening to him, I couldn't help but gasp.

No wonder.

His heart ached, the muscles in his cheeks tensed, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

He was certainly angry, angry that his little girl had been wronged, but that person had already died, and no matter how angry he was, it only increased his annoyance.

Zhaoyang felt that he had never been so tired.

Seeing her face, the maid sighed softly and asked her if she wanted to go back to rest.

The wind of early spring blew violently into the pavilion, making Zhaoyang shiver.

"Let's go back." Her voice was faint.

However, as soon as she turned around, her whole body froze there.

Zhaoyang's face turned pale, "Why are you back?" ”

The man chuckled, "Because I can't let you go." ”

Zhaoyang gritted his teeth, "But I've already let you go." ”

Wang Zhiyao glanced at her, "It's not that you can't let go of me, I know." ”

He walked up to her step by step, and his figure suddenly pressed over.

The lingering breath on the tip of his nose was familiar and unfamiliar, and Zhaoyang was short of breath, but he had the urge to cry.

"Zhaoyang." His voice was low and hoarse, "I already know, I know everything." ”

Then he took her hand.

Zhaoyang shuddered, "What do you know?" ”

Wang Zhiyao seemed to have made up his mind, "I know, I am willing to be the father of this child." ”

"What?" Zhaoyang's eyelashes trembled violently.

"Trust me." Wang Zhiyao looked at her deeply and said very seriously: "I am willing to treat this child as my own, I am willing to take care of you, and I am willing to be responsible for you and the baby." ”

"You" Zhaoyang raised his head in a daze, his heart was extremely complicated.

The corners of her eyes were still red, and her eyelashes were stained with crystal moisture, and she couldn't imagine that a man would be so generous.

Seeing Zhaoyang's hesitant expression, Wang Zhiyao continued: "For people like me, life and death are not so important, they should live alone and die alone."

He paused for a moment, and sighed with some emotion: "But your appearance is an accident in my life, once I was just a little secret guard, you are a princess, at that time we can break through many barriers to see each other's hearts, now there is no obstacle, of course I have to seize this opportunity." ”

"Wang Zhiyao" Zhaoyang said softly: "This is not fair to you. ”

The man chuckled softly and reached out to rub her hair, "There is no fairness or unfairness in this world, as long as I am willing, it is enough." ”

Hearing this, Zhaoyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he bit his lip tightly and did not speak.

The white fingers pinched the corners of his clothes fiercely, and Zhaoyang said hoarsely: "I"

However, in the next second, her eyes widened.

There seemed to be a sticky and warm thing flowing down her body, and her face was pale, could it be a miscarriage?

Seeing that her face was wrong, Wang Zhiyao hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and his voice was a little eager: "Zhaoyang, Zhaoyang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhaoyang's expression changed slightly, and many people couldn't help but gasp when they saw her skirt wet with bright red.