Chapter 41: One Misstep Becomes a Thousand Hatreds
"I won't go back to Fang's house." Fang Tianhan spoke lightly.
Fang family, it's the thing in Langzhong.
Fang Tianhan took out the menstrual tonifying pill, "This is for you, it can treat the injuries in your body, meridians." ”
Zhao sat up straight, stared at the meridian pill flowing with this pale yellow light for a while, stretched out his white jade finger, and clamped it.
"Okay, I'll take it and take it at night."
Fang Tianhan said: "It's okay now, take the menstrual pill now, and it will be effective immediately." ”
Of course, Zhao Jingzhen knew about this, because at night, she had already taken one pill, and her meridians were also healed.
The night before yesterday, it was pitch black, and Zhao Jingzhen couldn't use any martial arts energy and cultivation.
A man sneaked into the room, Zhao was stunned and thought it was Fang Tianhan, but he didn't suspect it.
Obeying the man, a skin-to-skin kiss occurred.
The next day, the planks were removed.
Last night, the man came again, Zhao was stunned and thought it was still Fang Tianhan, and the two of them came again, you and me.
The man left with a small porcelain vase.
Zhao Jingzhen lit the candle, only to see clearly that the bottle was written, Tonifying Pill.
Zhao Jingzhen didn't doubt that he had him, so he took it, and his strength had already recovered.
"I'm at home, and it's fine, take it later." Zhao replied.
"You have an idea, I'll introduce a friend, you know each other, I met when I was looking for the materials of the Sutra Tonifying Pill." Fang Tianhan got up and invited Zhao Jing to go out.
Zhao Jingzhen barely maintained his composure and said, "You go out first, I want to stay alone." ”
Fang Tianhan sensed Zhao Jing's uneasiness, and stretched out his hand to comfort, "What's the matter, you're not happy?" ”
"Don't touch me, you go out, you go out." Zhao Jingzhen's voice trembled a little, and he couldn't maintain his proper dignity.
"You ......" Fang Tianhan was still not at ease.
"You go out first."
Fang Tianhan was pushed out of the door by Zhao Jing.
The door slammed shut, and Zhao threw himself on the door, as if his whole body strength had been drained.
The whole person gradually slipped and fell, and the white skirt was spread all over the floor, which should have been holy, but it began to be stained with dirt.
Zhao Jingzhen suppressed himself and didn't let himself be sad to make a sound, but the tears in his eyes couldn't be controlled, and he couldn't stop the tears from sliding down like a kite with a broken string.
No matter how much you cry and hate, no matter how much you regret and resent, you can't change the fact that the wood is already in the boat.
Zhao Jingyu took off his white fairy clothes, walked into the bath, and rubbed himself fiercely.
I wash myself with water and want to be cleaner.
On the beautiful face, the thin eyebrows are twisted together, and the corners of the eyes are tears that cannot be wiped away.
One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds.
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Fang Tianhan looked at the closed door, a little confused.
Zhao Jingzhen complained to him, didn't he accompany her in the past two days?
He should blame him, and for three years, he has not been a qualified husband.
Zhao Jingzhen has always been dragged down by him, and he has never done anything for Zhao Jingzhen.
"You, then you are alone in the room, take the pill. I'll go out and have a look first. ”
As soon as Fang Tianhan's words fell, Zhao was stunned and did not reply, and Sun Zongheng joked beside him,
"What? Kicked out by his daughter-in-law? Who kept you awake at night. ”
"Don't go home at night? Could this be the reason? ”
Fang Tianhan just couldn't figure out why Zhao Jingzhen was close to him at the beginning, and when he took out the menstrual tonic pill, he let himself out.
"Fang Tianhan, don't you really know what the reason is? It may also be deliberately coquettish, then you have to coax your daughter-in-law more, so that she will not drive you away. ”
Fang Tianhan listened, and pressed his hand on the door, whether to open it or not, only in a thought.