It's because of me that... Gu Qingyin didn't sobbed, she just cried silently
If she had known that he would be attacked on the way back to the city, she would have been with him. Even if she couldn't change anything, at least she would have a calm mind.
But when Shangguan Rongqin told her that her father was looking forward to her return home and meeting her, she couldn't let go.
After all, her father is old and has been detained by Dali Temple for so many days. How can she not worry and be anxious?
However, when she thought that when she and Shangguan Rongqin were drinking and chatting in the mansion, Han Jinqing might be enduring the torture of poison, her heart could no longer be calm.
When she was innocent and ignorant of the world and did not know Shangguan Rongqin's name, she looked up at his charm under the dozens of white jade in the Hanlin Academy. At that time, he was graceful in white clothes and graceful in the world. His voice as soft as spring breeze slowly told the ancient etiquette. That scene was deeply imprinted in the depths of her memory.
When Shangguan Rongqin's reputation was known to her, she was in her prime. Although she knew that she would eventually marry Ruan Haozhi, the girl's secret heart was like other women in the boudoir and had a longing for her partner. Shangguan Rongqin undoubtedly satisfied all her expectations and imaginations at that time.
When she really had contact with Shangguan Rongqin, she quickly fell into the long-awaited love she had longed for, but she had been trying hard to restrain herself.
Although she already had a fiancé and was also shaking and confused, her heart was moved by Shangguan Rongqin like tender buds that broke through the ground, growing silently in the dark.
She knew very well that this emotion was completely different from what she had for Ruan Haozhi. She had complete trust and attachment to Shangguan Rongqin. She even felt that she should love Shangguan Rongqin.
But at that time, she didn't know that Han Jinqing would appear so strongly and deeply in her life.
Originally, the man who was completely different from her political stance, could be said to be a political enemy. The man who made her hate, hurt, and cried, and the man who always confronted her would step by step into her heart in another way. She never knew that she would be influenced by him.
She was confused and confused, and never dared to think deeply about her relationship with them. The more she did this, the more she hated her like this, and the more she felt that such an self was not worthy of them at all.
Not to mention, she never allowed herself to think of them on the initiative for the other people who had inexplicably had an entanglement with her.
She didn't know how she could think of so many times when she was crying in front of Han Jinqing's bed today. Perhaps the nerve that had been tense was torn off by his injury again. She felt sad and her tears could not stop.
Han Jinqing raised her hand and gently stroked her wet cheeks. Her eyes were looking at her like dark jade. What's wrong? I didn't say anything, but you come here to cry first.
You, don't you allow people to cry?
Gu Qingyin also realized her loss of composure and was in front of Han Jinqing. She quickly wanted to stop it, took out a scarf and wiped it in a hurry, and said with a stubborn voice: I cry when I want to cry, don't get me wrong about it for you
She shed a lot of tears, her eyelids were red and swollen, and a layer of light pink on her cheeks. The so-called pear blossoms with rain and hibiscus flour noodles are just like this
Han Jinqing's black eyes were deep and quiet. He withdrew his palm, his eyes flashed over the figure on the couch beside the window, and then returned to Gu Qingyin. Didn't you say just now that I was hurt by you, don't you feel ashamed of me?
The voice is lazy and light, with a hint of determination and cunning
You Gu Qingyin looked up at him. She felt really guilty. After all, he fell off the cliff, was injured, stayed in Ziyun Mountain, and took her away again. All of this was for her, but this was said for granted from him, as if he wanted to deepen her guilt, but she felt aggrieved. He blurted out: You have made too many enemies on weekdays, so you have this disaster. How can you have any connection with me?
After saying that, she looked at him with some guilt, and tried her best to pretend that nothing was wrong on her face. The scarf and handkerchief in her hand was about to be torn to pieces by her.
Qingyin, it turns out that you really don't have me in your eyes
The familiar voice, bitter, was so shocked that Gu Qingyin trembled. She turned around in a hurry and saw Ji Zhuoyun sitting on the low couch by the window.
If she had known that he would be attacked on the way back to the city, she would have been with him. Even if she couldn't change anything, at least she would have a calm mind.
But when Shangguan Rongqin told her that her father was looking forward to her return home and meeting her, she couldn't let go.
After all, her father is old and has been detained by Dali Temple for so many days. How can she not worry and be anxious?
However, when she thought that when she and Shangguan Rongqin were drinking and chatting in the mansion, Han Jinqing might be enduring the torture of poison, her heart could no longer be calm.
When she was innocent and ignorant of the world and did not know Shangguan Rongqin's name, she looked up at his charm under the dozens of white jade in the Hanlin Academy. At that time, he was graceful in white clothes and graceful in the world. His voice as soft as spring breeze slowly told the ancient etiquette. That scene was deeply imprinted in the depths of her memory.
When Shangguan Rongqin's reputation was known to her, she was in her prime. Although she knew that she would eventually marry Ruan Haozhi, the girl's secret heart was like other women in the boudoir and had a longing for her partner. Shangguan Rongqin undoubtedly satisfied all her expectations and imaginations at that time.
When she really had contact with Shangguan Rongqin, she quickly fell into the long-awaited love she had longed for, but she had been trying hard to restrain herself.
Although she already had a fiancé and was also shaking and confused, her heart was moved by Shangguan Rongqin like tender buds that broke through the ground, growing silently in the dark.
She knew very well that this emotion was completely different from what she had for Ruan Haozhi. She had complete trust and attachment to Shangguan Rongqin. She even felt that she should love Shangguan Rongqin.
But at that time, she didn't know that Han Jinqing would appear so strongly and deeply in her life.
Originally, the man who was completely different from her political stance, could be said to be a political enemy. The man who made her hate, hurt, and cried, and the man who always confronted her would step by step into her heart in another way. She never knew that she would be influenced by him.
She was confused and confused, and never dared to think deeply about her relationship with them. The more she did this, the more she hated her like this, and the more she felt that such an self was not worthy of them at all.
Not to mention, she never allowed herself to think of them on the initiative for the other people who had inexplicably had an entanglement with her.
She didn't know how she could think of so many times when she was crying in front of Han Jinqing's bed today. Perhaps the nerve that had been tense was torn off by his injury again. She felt sad and her tears could not stop.
Han Jinqing raised her hand and gently stroked her wet cheeks. Her eyes were looking at her like dark jade. What's wrong? I didn't say anything, but you come here to cry first.
You, don't you allow people to cry?
Gu Qingyin also realized her loss of composure and was in front of Han Jinqing. She quickly wanted to stop it, took out a scarf and wiped it in a hurry, and said with a stubborn voice: I cry when I want to cry, don't get me wrong about it for you
She shed a lot of tears, her eyelids were red and swollen, and a layer of light pink on her cheeks. The so-called pear blossoms with rain and hibiscus flour noodles are just like this
Han Jinqing's black eyes were deep and quiet. He withdrew his palm, his eyes flashed over the figure on the couch beside the window, and then returned to Gu Qingyin. Didn't you say just now that I was hurt by you, don't you feel ashamed of me?
The voice is lazy and light, with a hint of determination and cunning
You Gu Qingyin looked up at him. She felt really guilty. After all, he fell off the cliff, was injured, stayed in Ziyun Mountain, and took her away again. All of this was for her, but this was said for granted from him, as if he wanted to deepen her guilt, but she felt aggrieved. He blurted out: You have made too many enemies on weekdays, so you have this disaster. How can you have any connection with me?
After saying that, she looked at him with some guilt, and tried her best to pretend that nothing was wrong on her face. The scarf and handkerchief in her hand was about to be torn to pieces by her.
Qingyin, it turns out that you really don't have me in your eyes
The familiar voice, bitter, was so shocked that Gu Qingyin trembled. She turned around in a hurry and saw Ji Zhuoyun sitting on the low couch by the window.
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