"Lord Wang!" The subordinate exclaimed, and immediately became worried.

The prince already had a cold disease, but at this time he was still soaked in ice water, for fear that it would aggravate his condition.

The men were in a hurry.

"Get out." Wan Yan Jin closed his eyes and leaned on the bathtub, his voice was terrifying.

"Yes." The subordinates had no choice but to retreat.

Earthquake Mansion.

The time has passed, and the old lady is a little unbearable, and said to her son and daughter-in-law who accompanied her: "Okay, it's not early, you go back and rest quickly, I'm going to sleep too." ”

Lu Hetian and Ling Lihua had no choice but to stand up.

"Then let's go back first."

The two walked out one after the other.

Seeing the two of them walking away, the old lady sighed, took Aunt Lan's hand, and walked to the bedroom.

"These two children, will they have a round house tonight?"

Aunt Lan said funny: "You're in such a hurry, don't you still want to hug your grandson?" ”

The old lady smiled, "If they can give birth, I would like to." ”

Aunt Lan smiled and shook her head.

After Lu Hetian and Ling Lihua left Fushoutang, they didn't speak.

Both of them drank wine tonight, but when they came back, they drank the soup of the liquor, so they were not drunk in the slightest.

Lu Hetian slowed down, and when she came to follow, he suddenly mustered up the courage to shake her hand.

Ling Lihua struggled, but he held it tighter, and looked at him with a sneering look in her eyes, "Let go!" ”

Lu Hetian was very firm this time, "I won't let go." ”

Ling Lihua was furious and smashed his fist into his chest.

Lu Hetian not only did not let go, but stood there straight, not dodging or dodging.

Ling Lihua was startled and hurriedly unloaded her internal force, so when her fist hit his body, it only made a muffled sound, but it did not cause substantial damage.

But Rao was like this, but Ling Lihua still tightened her eyebrows, "Why don't you hide?" ”

Lu Hetian's eyes darkened, and his tone was sad and helpless, "Lihua, I have done too many things to be sorry for you, and it is all my fault that you have suffered so much over the years." If you want to beat or scold, it's okay, I just beg, don't leave me again. ”

Ling Lihua was silent and did not speak.

Seeing that she no longer rejected her closeness, Lu Hetian couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her hair, and said softly: "Lihua, we are not young anymore, we shouldn't waste any more." You—Can you forgive me? I promise that I will do my best to be good to you for the rest of my life, and I will not do anything sorry for you. ”

When he said this, although he tried his best to hide it, he still revealed his uneasiness and apprehension.

Ling Lihua's mind was in turmoil.

In fact, as early as after knowing the truth of the year, she no longer hated him.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't worry about the old lady being at home alone, she even wanted to go to the border to find him impulsively.

Because what he said to her on the eve of the expedition touched her a lot.

Especially that night, when he buried her neck, the tears that flowed out really shook her.

Lu Hetian has always been an iron-blooded and hard-hearted man, but he shed tears.

This incident has been lingering in her heart, making her cold heart and a little painful.

Knowing that he would come back, she was fine on the surface, but she was actually very happy in her heart.

It's just that all her good mood was disturbed by Wanyan Luosang.

Ling Lihua raised her face and looked at the man's resolute handsome face, and her heart suddenly ached.

Once, she loved this man very much, almost obsessively.

So when she learned that he had betrayed her, all her love turned into resentment towards him.

After leaving, she thought she could let go, but she actually kept thinking about it in her heart.

She hated for fifteen years, and she tortured herself for fifteen years.