MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 48 Fall in love is a sea of ​​bitterness

048 Love is the sea of ​​bitterness

Her body trembled slightly, and she remembered for a moment that someone once said that too. If she was a little stupid, she might lose a lot of sad things. Not that she didn't want it, but a lot of things, involuntarily.

Fu Zhao stretched her arm, turned to the bed, sighed, and said, "It's late, let's go to bed."

Late at night, it is always so serene and peaceful, there is no candlelight, only cold moonlight. A lonely person, even if there is another person lying next to him, will still be lonely if they have different dreams in the same bed.

This is the sixth night, Fu Zhao stayed at Qingyuan.

Manyu still couldn't get used to the sudden addition of a person around him. For a while, it was difficult to fall asleep. Because I don't know the mind of the person lying around, I don't know if he has any other purpose to do so. Life really makes people feel very tired and tired, even the people around the pillow have to guess and guess, and can't rest assured. With her eyes closed, her breathing became shallower.

The air in summer contains such hot and boring factors that make people unable to clear their hearts. Fu Su suddenly felt that it was right that he hadn't approached her over the past year. The closer the woman was to her, the more it became impossible to control herself. In the face of her, his proud self-control was always reduced by an inch, and he became fragile. He took a deep breath, turned to the side, facing her, and smiled softly and asked, "Can't you sleep? Or rest assured of me?"

When people feel tired, they feel tired even when they speak. Manyu always knew that he was not asleep, but she didn't want to speak, she just wanted to lie quietly. There is nothing to worry about him. If a man like Fu Tu really wants to do something to her, he doesn't have to wait for her to fall asleep. Even if she is awake, she can't refuse.

Fu Zi saw her with her eyes closed, raising her elbows to support her head, watching her black hair covered with pillows, he couldn't help but reach out to touch, the silky silky touch, in this silent Even in the dark, the heart softened unconsciously. And she occasionally trembled like butterfly wings, as if the heart string was inadvertently moved, so light and light, it is easy to make people ignore the past.

She still closed her eyes tightly, and did not speak, motionless, as if she was asleep. He couldn't help laughing: "I know you're awake. Rongle, since we can't sleep, let's ... talk." On such a night, we have to find a way to distract us.

Then Man Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bed rail with dark flowers. The voice was a bit murky and said, "What does the general want to know? Let's just say it." Since when has she become less and less like it It's really tiring to talk around the corner. Maybe it's because she feels exhausted now.

Fu Zhao smiled slightly, his eyes lightly moved, and then sighed helplessly: "Rong Le, you ... well! I just want to know more about you, I know too little about you ..."

Manyan turned to look at him. She didn't have any expression in her eyes. She just said lightly, "My affairs are very common and I don't know much."

When Fu Zhao's vision was dark, the ordinary experience can make such a cold and indifferent seem to have seen all the temperaments in the world? He gently combed the hair around her pillow with his fingers, and sighed again, saying: "You, always! Every sentence and every expression is rejected for thousands of miles. Rongle, I really don't know What can you do to dissolve your defenses and go into your heart? "

Manipping his lips and smiling coldly, "Isn't it good now? Why is the general ..."

"Don't call me that," Fu Zhao suddenly turned over and pressed towards her, supporting her above her, her eyes burning, saying: "Rong Le, in front of you, I'm not a general, but your husband, and your life. People who depend on each other. In the future, you will call me ... Ato, okay? "

His voice was extremely gentle, and on this peaceful summer night, accompanied by the cool moonlight, it was particularly deceptive. Is it okay to live with each other for a long time, with a deep-hearted person like him? Who else can she expect from? Even if it is only peaceful interdependence, even if there is no love, it is only mutual support and trust between friends. Once abandoned, it will still be the soul. She looked straight back into his eyes, looked into the Greek wings in his eyes, swallowed a bitter heart, smiled slightly, and said, "It's been more than a year, I have called you like this for a while ... it is difficult to change my mouth."

Fu Zhao held her hand and smiled softly: "Habits are slowly developed, just call as many times as you like." He said, lowering his head and sighing in her ear, rubbing her with his fingers. Fine and smooth skin, looking down, said sadly: "I don't remember how many years no one called me like this."

Hesitating for a moment, don't look away, and said softly, "It's just a name. Does anyone call it, or what's it, what's the matter?" There is only a lone soul like her, and she has to rely on everything else To survive is hundreds of times stronger.

Fu Zhaowei, why is this woman so transparent and calm? As if nothing in the world could get into her heart. He looked at her empty and beautiful eyes, held her hand tightly, and suddenly sighed, "Rong Le, why am I right in front of your eyes, but your eyes can't see me all the time?" I can't see my efforts this year. "

The lips were slightly hooked, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "What about seeing? Even the feeling can be deceiving, what the eyes can see, and what can be said? I ... don't believe my eyes, so you later , Do n’t bother. ”

Fu Zhao was shocked. What could make a person not believe his own eyes? What else can she believe? He raised his hand to touch her face, his movements were unusually gentle, as if he was careful with the baby that was broken. Fingertips stayed at the corner of her cool mouth, looked at her eyes, and said softly, "Since you don't believe the eyes, then look at me with your heart, can you ... Rongle?"

Her heart trembled a little. Why did he always come to try to touch her heart? Is n’t it good for them to go on like this?

The moonlight through the window was caged in his handsome face, sketching a determined outline. The look in his eyes was so serious, like the look of the man who used to be. Taking a breath, she immediately took back her hand, pressed the list under her tightly, and there was a pain buried in her heart, spreading her apex. She pursed her lips, turned her eyes, and said indifferently, "I'm sorry! My heart ... can't see anything. The general will see your own heart first. "

Fu Zhao's hands were stiff on her lips. This woman was too smart, too sensible, and too good at protecting herself. It took him a year and he still couldn't get into her heart, which made him feel a sense of frustration that he had never experienced before. It was only an instant and disappeared. He rolled over and lay down, exhaling a spit. They opened their eyes to see Tianming, and no one spoke again.

Through the night's silence, I can only hear the heartbeat and breathing of the person near the pillow.

Just after the fourth, there was gradually some light outside. Fu Zhao got up a little earlier today, and Man Man was getting ready, but was stopped by Fu Zhao's hand. He laughed, "You don't have to go to the dynasty, what do you do so early? Sleep again . "

A woman of this age must wait for her husband to dress and groom when married. As a wife, she cannot reproduce for her husband. Should she do her best in other aspects? After all, Fu Zhao was really good to her. She stood up and smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter, I can't sleep anyway. I have to do my duty as a wife anyway, and let me wait for you to get dressed and groomed." She lived for more than twenty years. For the first time, I thought of serving others, but I didn't want to owe people too much.

Fu Zhao shook his head gently and said, "I entered the barracks at the age of twelve, and I've long been used to doing it myself. How can these things be served by others! Sleep, be obedient." His tone was like coaxing a child She held her shoulders and let her lie down again.

In such a common sentence, she heard traces of bitterness. At the age of twelve, it is placed in modern times who are not living a happy and happy life under the wings of their parents, except of course. If the Fu Zi who was in front of her was all he had, then it would be her luck to have him with him all his life.

Fu Zhao quickly dressed neatly. After grooming, he sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and apologized and smiled, "I have something important in the army today that needs to be dealt with, and I will probably come back later. If you feel bored, just Go out to relax and remember to bring a few more people. By the way, do you remember Dongjiao Inn? There is a cool lake nearby, and it will be very cool in summer, because the surrounding mountains are very high and the sun can't get there. Go there It's very pleasant to travel around the lake by boat, I believe you will like it. I'm gone. "

He smiled and nodded, and watched him walk to the door. Fu Zhao suddenly turned back and asked: "The flower-viewing feast is tomorrow, and His Majesty ordered all the ministers to bring their female relatives. Are you not curious?"

"Why?"

Fu Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about it. When he raised his eyes to look at her, there were some complications and tangles in his eyes. He said, "The only prince in Dustwind Country heard that I am facing the beauty like a cloud. Women's marriage, one of them, the other of them ... forget it, then you will know. "2k novel reading network