Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-third bowl of soup (5)
Sixty-third bowl of soup (5)
There are too many things in this world that cannot be changed by human beings. What you want to get and want to do may not necessarily be successful. What many people have to do is to learn how to face it and then accept it.
Pain is unavoidable, sadness is unavoidable, and it is even more unforgettable in the dead of night - but later generations still have to live, the hard life has to be lived, the unfortunate life has to be lived, and in the end, it has to be lived.
How many people in the world can do whatever they want.
Feng Jin can't, and Xiao Rong can't.
They put it bluntly, that is, the relationship is deep and shallow, and there is no fate. When things get to this point, whoever refuses to let go will be deeply immersed in the mud and unable to extricate themselves.
There are many people who don't want to accept their fate, but who can really refuse to accept their fate? In the end, everyone has to accept their fate, because no one can fight for fate.
Feng Jin was about to be crushed to death by the heavy phoenix crown. Fortunately, the emperor understood that Prince Su rarely got married for many years, and ordered no one to disturb him, and he did not have to go to the front to deal with the guests. With the emperor around, who would dare to make trouble. The entire yard was surrounded by water, and no one could get close. It was bound to give Prince Su a perfect wedding night.
Prince Su was nervous to the death. Of course, it wasn't the first time he was a bridegroom, but this kind of excitement was something he had never experienced when he was getting married for the first time when he was young. He felt as if he had become a hairy boy, the kind who had never driven meat before, and when he saw his sweetheart, he would bump into the deer.
The beauty in the bright red wedding dress was sitting on the head of the bed, and Prince Su's heart began to thump, jumping faster and faster - he stood at the door, regardless of his own face. No matter how many guards and maids and maids around, she touched her chest and took a few deep breaths before stepping in.
Feng Jin is already beautiful, and even in her attire, she shows a peerless splendor. She has long wanted to take the phoenix crown down, but Mrs. Xi said that the bridegroom was not here, and it would be unlucky for the bride to take it off by herself. ——Feng Jin didn’t want Prince Su’s wedding to be unsatisfactory at all.
It's just that she hasn't seen Prince Su come over after waiting for a long time. Why didn't she come over when she was already there? After waiting for a while, Feng Jin felt that her head was about to be crushed, and she said, "My lord, what are you doing? Why haven't you come here yet?" broken.
Prince Su was summoned by Feng Jin, and immediately strode up to her. According to Mrs. Xi's instructions, he first lifted the hijab, and then took off the phoenix crown. Feng Jin was instantly liberated, and she moved her shoulders and neck. , I feel that I have the ability not to faint after so long.
After drinking a glass of wine and eating raw dumplings, the two of them were finally left in the new house.
Feng Jin is very docile, she is lying quietly under Prince Su, this man cherishes her so clearly, no matter what, she can't ignore this deep affection.
Prices are easy to find, but lovers are hard to find. How many women are extremely poor and can't find a good person in their entire life. When they meet such a good person, they should naturally cherish them.
It's just that her soul seems to have left her body. Feng Jin is soberly watching herself lying down under Prince Su, submissively enjoying herself under Prince Su's body. The two are deeply in love. But she didn't feel it, her soul was pure dead silence, and she didn't even know what she was insisting on.
I don't know how Xiao Rong, who was outside, watched all this happen.
After a while, Feng Jin was lying in Prince Su's arms. Prince Su gently stroked her soft hair and asked her, "Did I hurt you?"
"No." Feng Jin rubbed his chest, where there was a fiery red heart, something she didn't have.
It's really enviable and envious.
"I will treat you well in the future." Prince Su kissed her hair, "I swear."
"I know." Feng Jin chuckled. "As a person as the prince, being able to marry the prince is really a blessing that I have cultivated in my eight lifetimes."
"I am lucky to marry you." Prince Su said.
The two laughed together, and Feng Jin seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said to Prince Su, "By the way, Prince, I have something to tell you."
Just now, Prince Su wanted to continue chatting, but Feng Jin suddenly became serious, making him nervous: "What, what?"
"I have something to hide from the lord. Today, you and I are married, so I will no longer hide it from you. I only hope that the lord will not be angry when he finds out."
Prince Su felt bad when he heard it. Feng Jin told him not to be angry. What could she do to make him angry? He thought about it carefully, even if Feng Jin arrogantly rode on his head and slapped him, he wouldn't be angry, unless—"It has something to do with Xiao Rong?"
Even Feng Jin had to admire his sharpness: "Your Highness is wise."
Prince Su was not happy, he wished he was not so wise, and guessed it as soon as he guessed. "What happened to him?"
"A few days ago, he came to my yard on the night when there was a mouse in my yard."
"What?!" Prince Su instantly looked like a dynamite ignited, "I'm going to kill him!"
He even came to Prince Su's mansion at night! Are you dying? ! Also, what did he keep these guards for food, even a civil servant could not stop him, he dignified the prince's mansion, and let a Xiao Rong come and go freely? !
Prince Su was so angry that he was about to explode. Feng Jin patted him on the chest quickly to calm him down. "I haven't finished speaking yet, do you still want to listen below?"
Prince Su suddenly felt aggrieved: "You said."
Feng Jin gave him a helpless look. "He came to me because his memory was restored."
"What did you say!" This time, Prince Su was really frightened, and he was so frightened that he bounced off the bed and stared dangerously at Feng Jin, "You, you, after you heard it. What's the reaction?!"
His heart was beating like a thunderbolt, and he was not far from death soon. What is this? When he finally got Feng Jin, Xiao Rong regained his memory? Why did he restore his memory at this time? Wouldn't it be okay to continue to lose memory? Everyone is happy!
Prince Su is about to die of nervousness. He knows what Xiao Rong means to Feng Jin, and how much Feng Jin loves Xiao Rong. If it wasn't for Xiao Rong's memory loss, he married a wife and had children in the capital. Feng Jin would never marry him!
Seeing that he was so nervous, Feng Jin couldn't help sighing: "What are you doing, I haven't finished speaking yet."
She groped to hold Prince Su's hand, only to find that his palms were sweaty, and it was conceivable how uneasy he was in his heart.
The other hand touched Prince Su's face, Feng Jin told him seriously: "Actually, even if he remembers, I can't be with him anymore."
Prince Su looked blank and didn't understand.
How persistent Feng Jin is towards Xiao Rong, he is the one who sees it. Being able to endure loneliness and loneliness in Xinglin is more than nine years, and Xiao Rong's position in Feng Jin's heart is self-evident.
" He now has a wife and son. If I leave with him, will I be a concubine? Back then, each other's vows meant a lifetime of loyalty. He couldn't let go of his wife and children, but if he left his wife and children with him I'm far away, and I even despise myself in my heart, whether it's me or Xiao Rong, the time won't wait for me, we can't be together anymore." After speaking, Feng Jin showed a gentle smile. "What's more, I promised to marry the prince and try to like the prince, so naturally I can't betray."
Prince Su looked at her blankly. He probably didn't expect Feng Jin to say such a thing to him. Suddenly, his eyes were red and tears fell.
Feng Jin thought about how many ways Prince Su might react, but she swears—she really didn't expect to cry.
She didn't even know how to comfort this person. Prince Su burst into tears for a while and found that Feng Jin didn't come to comfort him, so he took her and brought her hand to his neck. He chuckled and patted his back. "We are both husband and wife, how did you know that the prince likes to cry so much?"
Prince Su also felt embarrassed, wiped his face carelessly and said, "My eyes hurt just now."
Feng Jin smiled without saying a word, and did not expose: "Since this is the case, I have nothing to hide from the prince, and I don't want to meet with Xiao Rong again in the future. I also ask the prince to strengthen the guard of the palace, and don't let anyone else. Break in late at night."
Nevertheless, Prince Su couldn't help but ask again: "Really?"
Really -- is it okay not to be with that person? Did you really choose to be with me? to be my wife?
"Really." When Feng Jin saw that he couldn't believe it, he raised his hand and swore, "I, Feng Jin, swear here, if—"
Prince Su covered his mouth before he had time to say half of the words: "I believe you believe you believe you, don't talk nonsense like that, it's meaningless."
Feng Jin chuckled and kissed him for the first time: "Husband."
Prince Su was not only stupid this time, but petrified.
He just -- what did he hear? ! What did Jin call him? ! OMG! She called him husband!
He happily wants to fly to the sky!
Feng Jin laughed and saw that he was going crazy. Prince Su was probably really excited and didn't know what to do. He jumped up and turned somersaults in the room one after another. He was a military general when he was young, and his skills were excellent. Now he is older, and his figure still maintains the state of his youth. But—even if she looks so good, she turns somersaults in the room without wearing anything, and her eyes are a bit irritating.
Feng Jin covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look directly. The man really grew bigger and more like a child. It was hard to imagine that Prince Su would do such a thing. She pursed her lips and held back her smile, and lay down by herself.
Prince Su vented his excitement, rushed over to hold Feng Jin across the quilt, held her small face and kissed her again and again.