Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 317: My heart is my heart, and I wish to know my heart (2)

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Gu Tingye patrolled her expression carefully, and said lightly: "Look, you are guilty again. Childhood partner, what about the last two sentences, besides..." He smiled, "It's not a good thing." /

"Then what are you mad at me?"

This sentence Minglan wondered for a long time, neither because of her name, nor because of her talking to Qi Heng, then, what is this man thinking about?

"You have never spoken to me in that tone." Gu Tingye said calmly, "You are dignified and polite, and you have never lost courtesy to Madam Madam. Except Qi Heng, you have never talked to anyone. I have spoken in that tone."

Ming Lan still remembers that she scolded Qi Heng and it was very unpleasant. Is this man jealous of this? She couldn't help being stunned and blurted out, "Why not? Me, I don't live on him..."

"Because you need to live by me, do you respect me?"

Ming Lan panicked, "No, it's not..." His face flushed in a hurry, "Master Hou is out of context!"

Gu Tingye's eyes were deep and deep, and he stood up suddenly, his tall body walked around the room, and stopped in front of Minglan, "I have known what Qi Heng has for you. He is really a child. I took your name, so what? What do others think in their hearts, what do they have to do with us? What I care about is what you think in your heart. Do you...Do you..."

He couldn't tell the following words. It's ridiculous that he was brave for half his life, but he was so timid.

"No. I know what Lord Hou wants to ask. I have asked myself this sentence many times." Minglan looked up at the window for a while, seemed to concentrate on thinking for a moment, and said, "...No , I have never had a relationship between men and women in Qiheng."

"So sure?" After a while, Gu Tingye said.

Ming Lan said indifferently: "A long time ago, I knew that Qi Heng and I would never be married. In that case, why bother to talk a lot. I am not the tender and sentimental lady in the storybook, I will never It's called something that shouldn't happen."

Gu Tingye sneered: "Madam is wise. Fei Qiheng is infatuated, if he hears these words..."

"I said something more uglier to him before." Minglan was straightforward.

Gu Tingye glared at him, Minglan looked straight at him frankly, the two of them looked at each other for a moment, and Gu Tingye looked away.

Ming Lan raised her head and said: "Just because someone likes me, do I have to like him? Huh! How can there be such simple things in the world!" She had been bored with these words for more than ten years, and she also cared about them. Nothing, I simply said it.

"I lost my biological mother when I was six years old. My sisters and my wife loved the fifth sister. My father liked the fourth sister. If it weren't for the grandmother's pity, I don't know what would happen. Like me, how could I make mistakes!"

Ming Lan got more and more angry, and she stood up and stood upright in front of the window, "Ping Ning County Lord even looks down on the daughter of the Sheng family, let alone me! Qi Heng knows this, what else does he want me? and He spent the past months and months complaining to each other, or is he giving and accepting each other privately? When he will marry another famous lady in the future, and I secretly grieve and feel pain for a lifetime?"

——Stop dreaming! She will never be sad for unworthy fate!

Gu Tingye was silent for a while before saying: "Earlier, I heard that Qi Heng and the princess had quarreled many times about their marriage."

"So what?" Ming Lan asked sharply, "When I was in Dengzhou, the old lady took me to the countryside to escape the summer heat. I have seen cages used for Shentang ponds, and women locked in clan ancestral halls. If Qi Heng really has the ability, don't make me feel scared, and marry me gracefully. If it doesn't, he has to make things happen, and a'private talk' can kill me!"

Speaking of later, she got wet with a touch of her cheek.

Gu Tingye was startled by the deep pain in her eyes.

With tears in her eyes, Ming Lan said every word: "Gu Houye, men and women are different in this world. You can't give much affection from a man, but it is also called a woman's return. You can be absurd for more than ten years, and then the prodigal son turns around , Success and fame. But for women, as long as one step is wrong, this life is half of the life! And how can the old lady who raised me with compassion be in front of others!"

The chest rises and falls violently, she sneered: "So, Lord Hou can rest assured. What kind of childhood sweethearts have caused the fear and worry of that time to be overwhelmed. I am afraid it is too late, how can I have time to think? Love between men and women. This kind of precious stuff, I am a little concubine, can not afford to entertain!"

Gu Tingye felt sore and painful in her heart, and she didn't even dare to look up at her, but slowly sat down on the edge of the couch.

Ming Lan sits on the rejuvenating stool, holding the wetness in her eyes, and holding her back, "You just told me about Mrs. Zou. I know what Lord Hou meant. But I don't agree with Mrs. Zou. For example, if the queen is not guaranteed, the uncle of the country will be in danger of life! What's more, the queen's auspicious nature may be able to survive. If you really love someone, you should protect yourself for him!"

From the good point of view, the Da Zou family spared his life to care for the queen for the sake of deep affection; from reality, seeing the eighth kings coming to the throne soon, Da Zou family wanted to desperately preserve the glory and wealth of the Shen family and the nephew of the Shen family The reserve was established smoothly.

"Ms. Zou took her own life to change the glory of the Shen family. I would like to ask Uncle Guo, is it worth it?" The big eyes soaked in tears are like a bright moon in the water, cold and cold. Entering Gu Tingye’s heart, “Master Hou first don’t want to know if I want to learn from Mrs. Zou, you might as well ask yourself if you are Uncle Shen Guo, would you want me to exchange my life for my husband’s future!”

"How could I be like this!" Gu Tingye roared, and slammed his fist on the recliner. Only a clatter was heard. The cluster of begonia flowers carved in rosewood at the head of the recliner was broken.

There was silence in the room, and both of them did not speak for a while, Gu Tingye's nose was slightly opened and he was panting roughly.

Ming Lan looked at him sadly: "Suddenly I saw the willow color on the moor, regretting my husband's son-in-law looking for a title. If it were me, as long as the couple live in a dull life, they will be satisfied. Now, without Mrs. Zou, Shen Guo Is uncle very happy?"

Gu Tingye stared at the woman opposite: "I...I didn't mean to blame you, but every time you mention Qi Heng, you are always inexplicably guilty..."

Ming Lan seemed to have been touched to the deepest part of her heart, the hidden place in her heart collapsed, and the hidden ugliness had nowhere to hide. She held the table with one hand and said sadly: "...I am guilty, because when a person treats me sincerely, I only think of myself."

Gu Tingye looked up suddenly.

Ming Lan Xuanran wanted to cry: "He treats me very well. He doesn't care about gains and losses. He doesn't look down on me because I'm a concubine. He just wants to treat me well. He really wants to marry me, so it takes effort. But I ...I only care about self-protection. As long as I can be safe and stable, I have never cared about him."

Large tears rolled down her delicate face, and she couldn't cry, "You suspect me is right. In this life, I have only loved myself."

Gu Tingye looked into her big sad eyes and was in a daze, wondering whether she was talking about Qiheng's apology or to herself.

He stood up, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, but suddenly he staggered.

My heart is refreshing.

Ming Lan raised her head, tears in her face, and mourned: "I can't help but treat me well. I am indeed a heartless person."

Yes, she is such a person. What can he do.

Gu Tingye only hates his natural inquisitive temperament. It would be nice if he could be confused. Aren't many couples living together like this. She understood very well, she would never be able to dig her heart like Madam Zou. What can he do?

He lived for nearly thirty years, even when he was a teenager, he was willful and reckless, never willing to swallow humiliation alone. Later, after overturning the rivers and lakes and wandering around the courts, they have never been so powerless. Until today, he didn't know that he was so weak.

Reluctant, unable to let go, but not reconciled. Her tears were like sharp blades, seemingly weak, but they saw blood from the knife, and she made a low sob as if a needle pierced the softest part of his heart.

He got up suddenly, hurriedly left the house, and returned to the study; he took out a book from the shelf at random, flipped a few pages irritably, and Gu Quan came in with his head outside the door, and yelled softly, "Master Hou, Gongsun Mr. has something to find you."

Gu Tingye sat in the dim light, motionless, "What is the matter, sir?"

Gu Quandao: "Mr. I didn't elaborate. I just put a file on the shelf on the left, and ask Master Hou to come back and read it." He glanced at the master and said cautiously, "It looks like Master Hou has more copies. Errand."

Gu Tingye turned to his side, picked up a scroll of fine white silk paper from the shelf on the left, and read it in a hurry. After a long silence, he said: "You go to the outer courtyard and tell your husband, I know about this. I Find him tomorrow morning."

Gu Quan bowed his head, bowed back, and gently closed the door.

I didn't know how long he sat again, until the half of the bright candle on the coral lamp holder burned, the room was dark, and his limbs were stiff, and he slowly got up. But instead of going to the side room where he was sleeping, he walked back to Jiaxiju in a daze.

The four-poster bed has put down the tent, and the layers of mantle and gauze chiffon are the lake blue color that Minglan likes, from deep to shallow, like weeping willows on the banks of Jiangnan Lake. It started raining steadily outside, adding a bit of coolness to the night.

Ming Lan and her clothes are curled up at the corner of the bed, her fine and soft long hair spread out on a pillow, and she hangs down by the bed like a waterfall, her long eyelashes are still stained with water vapor, like a grieved and sad child, with her left hand The side cheek clumped into a small fist.

His heart tightened abruptly as if being held.

That night, he asked someone to put away the bedding on the side of the study, and moved everything back to the main house.