He Ling had never seen Zhao Junhan's changes with his own eyes.
He could only roughly know through other people's words that he had changed and become more powerful, and no one dared to offend him.
Recalling that before, when she was still in the palace, she had heard the palace people say, who did His Highness kill today and which upright official did he frame in the court?
At that time, she just listened to it as a joke.
There are too many false rumors.
Can't tell them apart one by one.
But that day in the restaurant, the strong man who couldn't be refused was far from the person in her memory.
However, over the past year and a half, he has become more restrained, and his natural aura has become stronger.
Now it takes courage to look at him.
Those unfathomable eyes seem to suck her in. .
Zhao Junhan kept her in the restaurant's wing for almost an hour.
He held her on his lap and didn't do anything.
He just liked talking to her.
He Ling was very angry at first and was not very willing to talk to him.
Zhao Junhan seemed to treat her as a child having a tantrum.
He took out a few candies from his sleeve, handed them to her mouth, and coaxed her to eat them.
She pursed her lips tightly but was reluctant to speak, so he laughed, her laughter pleasant.
He asked: "Then I'll kiss you."
With a long ending, it has a profound meaning.
She angrily bit the candy he handed over, and then deliberately bit his finger, hoping to hurt him.
Unexpectedly, this man looked like he was enjoying it, and she was so angry that she almost cried.
He turned her face and spoke in a casual tone, but there was no hint of joking between the words.
He said, "You must remember that you promised to marry me." what can she do He gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Anyway, she was still young enough to get married, and there were still two years left, so she didn't believe that he could keep thinking about her.
After coming back, He Ling tried hard not to think about what happened that day, just treating it as an accident and Zhao Junhan just being in a bad mood that day.
He Ling dug out the medical skills that Chen Yun had found for her from the bookcase and used books to pass the time.
The yellowed papers recorded prescriptions one after another, and there were also pictures of lifelike medicines.
She loved these books so much that she couldn't bear to leave them while eating.
In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.
At the end of spring, the flowers planted in the courtyard have faded one after another, leaving only the tender green branches and leaves.
However, the flowers of the tall peach tree planted in front of Chen Yanyan's study did not fall.
The pink petals were still in full bloom, and only a few were occasionally blown off by the wind.
He Ling felt curious.
Logically speaking, it was already past the season.
However, everyone in the Chen family was not surprised.
They only said that this tree is like this.
It blooms all year round and never fades.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Yanyan's wedding was coming.
That night, Dongqing took several jars of wine and knocked on He Ling's door angrily, with the momentum of not opening the door and not leaving.
"Sister Xiaohe, please open the door for me quickly."
He Ling had no choice but to get up from the bed, put on clothes, and opened the door, "What's wrong?"
He Ling shook the wine jar in front of her and said, "Sister He, come drink some wine with me."
She covered her lips and smiled with her eyes almost gone, "I just dug it out from under the tree secretly. " Chen Yan's wedding is scheduled for tomorrow.
Dongqing doesn't know what sadness is, and she doesn't understand what sadness is.
But she just can't sleep now.
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She heard that after getting married, Chen Yanyan will also be kind to his bride, pamper her, love her, touch her head, kiss her, and the two of them will eventually have a baby.
Holly couldn't sleep, even lying on the tree.
Chen Yan had buried this jar of wine a few years ago.
She had never drank wine before, and she wanted to give it a try tonight.
He Ling looked at her innocent smile and felt that it would be better not to smile at all.
"Okay, I haven't drunk it yet."
After opening the altar, the room was filled with a strong aroma of wine.
He Ling leaned down and smelled it with his nose, and also smelled a medicinal aroma.
It seemed that the wine was indeed good and had nourishing effects.
Dongqing also carried a small box of peach blossom cakes, "Look, I've been saving this for several days."
The peach blossom cake was put aside, and two full glasses of wine were poured on the table.
He Ling raised his head and took a sip, then choked himself and his face turned red after coughing.
On the other hand, Dongqing seemed to be drinking water, with no reaction, and kept hitting her mouth.
Dongqing's eyes were a little hazy, "Sister Xiaohe" "En" He Ling put down his wine glass and looked at her.
Dongqing pointed to her heart, "It hurts so much.
What's wrong with me?
Am I sick?"
He Ling's eyes were sore, and the words on her lips seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
He patted her back gently, "Sister Dongqing, you will be fine."
Dongqing was probably drunk, but it was hard to tell on her face.
She was sitting crookedly, throwing the wine glass in her hand behind her, holding the wine jar and swallowing it in large gulps.
At the end, she licked her lips and savored the aftertaste.
Fan.
He Ling didn't intend to send her back.
He sighed, then took out a new quilt from the cabinet and made the bed again.
Dongqing muttered nonsense that could not be heard, and He Ling wanted to carry her to bed, but his thin body could not move her in the slightest.
He wanted to cry but had no tears, and tried several times to no avail.
"Sister Holly, let's go to bed" He Ling coaxed in her ear.
Holly waved her hands in the air, "I don't want it, I want to go up the tree, you put it on the tree for me."
"Well, help me put it on the tree."
He Ling held his forehead and said, "She is indeed drunk."
Why does she have this hobby of climbing trees when she's drunk?
How can she get people up trees when she can't even get on the bed?
When she was helpless, someone knocked on the door again.
"Xiaohe, excuse me, please open the door."
It was Chen Yan's voice, without the usual teasing, and serious.
He Ling opened the door a crack and stuck her head out.
She asked, "Brother Yan Yan, are you here to pick up Sister Dongqing?"
Chen Yanzhi didn't look very good, so he smiled at her reluctantly, "Well, can you ask her to come out?"
He Ling bit his lip, "No, Sister Dongqing is asleep."
Before she finished speaking, Holly in the room shouted drunkenly, "I want to climb a tree, you put me on the tree."
He Ling's face was red, but fortunately it was dark and he couldn't see it.
Chen Yan smiled and said, "Get her out."
He Ling smiled sarcastically, "I'm not strong enough, so I really can't do it."
Chen Yanzhi pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "I'm sorry for my sister Xiaohe.
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I'm going to enter your boudoir tonight."
Without waiting for He Ling to reply, he locked the door panel with his big palm and walked in quickly.
He stared deeply at the person who was leaning on the table and mumbling to himself.
He stepped forward, picked up the person by the waist, and got the person out.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the untouched peach blossom cake on the table.
He took it away and said coldly: "Sister Xiaohe, it's not that I'm stingy.
You'd better not eat this cake."
Chen Yan brought Dongqing back to his room.
She was smelling of alcohol.
He took off her clothes and put her in the bathtub.
After washing her, she wrapped her in her clothes and put her on the bed.
The person in her arms was tossing and turning uneasily, her face gradually turning red.
She suddenly opened her eyes, which seemed to be filled with starlight, incredibly bright.
She reached out and touched his eyebrows, and finally stopped on his thin lips, " You look so good."
Chen Yanzhi laughed, pulled her hand down, and kissed her forehead gently, "Fool, go to sleep."
Dongqing frowned, "I won't sleep."
He was stunned, the way she made trouble turned out to be like this, well, it was quite cute.
"Then what do you want to do?"
Holly thought and thought, "I won't do anything."
She laughed softly and looked directly at him with her bright eyes, "I like you so much."
Chen Yan tightened his fingers and heard her say again: "I also want to be your bride, yes, I want to be your bride."
There was a lump in his throat and he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
She acted coquettishly and tugged on the hem of his clothes, "How about you marry me too?
I'll obey you obediently.
If you don't let me go out, I won't go out.
If you don't like me talking to others, then I won't say anything."
Chen Yan felt a dull pain in his chest, "Stop talking and go to sleep."
When Dongqing saw that he didn't agree, she didn't know whether the tears were squeezed out or she couldn't control them anymore.
She cried and put his hand on her chest, "It hurts so much here.
It hurts so much that I'm going to die."
He was in pain too, almost to the point of death.
He coaxed her and kissed her.
The arrogant man lowered his head and nibbled her earlobe, "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry for you, but I still won't let you leave.
"But I still have to do it."
"I won't give up."
Men, power always comes first.
Holly, you are so unlucky that you met me as soon as you got off the mountain and fell into my trap little by little.
I know that I am not good to you, and I know that you are unhappy most of the time, but even so, I still won't let you go.
Because I, too, like you so much.
The author has something to say: it’s better to save the two updates and post them together.
Just watch it before you go to bed Or early the next morning.
See you tomorrow night.
Glass slag slag.
Ah, Chen Yanyan, this man deserves abuse I still like the sweet feeling.
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His Highness: Wife, marry me.
He Ling: rolling rolling rolling.
Your Highness: If you don’t marry me, I will die for you, hum ╭╮gd1806102: