The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Hua Ruoxue was in a trance, as if she didn't hear Wen Mingyue's words at all, she was lost in thought, and there seemed to be unspeakable pain hidden in her eyes.

"Xiaoxue? Xiaoxue? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Hua Ruoxue with a strange expression, Wen Mingyue raised her voice.

After calling several times in a row, Hua Ruoxue finally realized it.

"Hey, I... I'm fine, I'm just thinking, thinking that Xiaocheng must be in pain right now?"

Hearing this, Wen Mingyue let out a long sigh.

"Who says no? Who can bear this matter? Fortunately, with that girl by his side, he will get better."

When Feng Yuning walked into the bedroom after washing, both children were asleep.

They each occupied one arm of Zhan Xiaocheng, snuggled into his arms in the same posture, sleeping soundly.

Seeing Feng Yuning walking to the bed with wet hair, Zhan Xiaocheng sat up.

"How can you keep your hair wet like this? Don't you need to blow it with a hair dryer before going to bed?"

Feng Yuning shook her hair, a few drops of water sprinkled on Zhan Xiaocheng's face, carrying the scent of shampoo.

"Sit by the window and let the wind blow for a while, and it will dry soon."

After she finished speaking, she smiled, went straight to the balcony and sat down beside the concubine's couch, then opened the window and let the night breeze blow in.

The rain had stopped long ago, the wind carried the fragrance of soil, and the sound of frogs croaked from time to time, and the night was very quiet.

Neither of them spoke, they just sat two or three meters away from each other, watching each other quietly.

After a long time, Wen Mingyue's cough came from downstairs, finally breaking the tranquility.

Touching her half-dried hair, Feng Yuning got up, closed the window and drew the curtains, and walked straight to the bed.

"You...move to the side."

Looking at the bed occupied by one big and two young, Feng Yuning frowned and said.

Zhan Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "I...then I'll just sleep on the imperial concubine's couch."

"Do not."

The moment Zhan Xiaocheng was about to get out of bed, Feng Yuning stopped him.

"It's a bit cold tonight, please stay with me."

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaocheng paused, and he turned his head to look at her after a while.

"Are you...Aren't you afraid that I have something wrong with you? You know what I think about you."

Feng Yuning curled her lips into a smile: "Not to mention that you are a cripple and can't do anything, even if you are in good health, with your current mood, I would like to ask Mr. Zhan, are you in the mood to do something with me?"

These words made Zhan Xiaocheng couldn't help laughing.

Throughout the day, his emotions were at their lowest ebb, and he could barely even smile.

But when he heard Feng Yuning's words at this moment, he suddenly felt that those so-called troubles were not a big deal, because she was here, because she was with him.

"That's right, what can I do as a cripple?"

He moved the two children aside to make room.

Then he lay down, stretched out his arms, and threw back the covers.

"My arms are always open for you."

Staring into Zhan Xiaocheng's eyes, Feng Yuning smiled sweetly, she turned off the bedside lamp casually, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

He groped onto the bed, and before she could find a place, a hand had already wrapped around her waist.

"Here, here I am."

Under the guidance of Zhan Xiaocheng, Feng Yuning quickly found the familiar and warm embrace.

She was lying on his arm with her back facing him, and in a moment, she felt Zhan Xiaocheng's fiery chest pressed against her back.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, hugged her tightly in his arms, and buried his head in the back of her neck, breathing slightly rough.

"When I first found out that I was not the Jiang family's biological daughter, I cried many times alone in such a dark night."

Feng Yuning closed her eyes, her body relaxed, she leaned on his embrace, her voice was calm and gentle.

"I'm sorry, I was not good enough at that time, and I didn't accompany you when you needed it most."

Zhan Xiaocheng hugged Feng Yuning tightly, and said in a hoarse voice.

Smiling, Feng Yuning continued: "I was crying and thinking, who are my biological parents? Was I abandoned? Or was it stolen by Tengping? These questions have been lingering in my mind all night. Difficult to sleep, too painful to extricate myself."

Zhan Xiaocheng gently kissed the back of Feng Yuning's neck, saying sorry softly, over and over again.

"But in fact, I feel very relaxed in my heart, as if I have been relieved. I have no blood relationship with the Jiang family, and I don't have to worry about the so-called ethics and morality. I am at the mercy of the Jiang family. I have lost my dignity and personality."

Speaking of this, Feng Yuning suddenly turned around, looking at the outline of Zhan Xiaocheng's face in the dark night.

"Actually, my mood at that time was the same as your mood at this moment. It was painful, joyful, heavy, and relaxed."

Humans are really a complex of contradictions. There is only one heart, but it can generate countless moods at the same time.

She raised her hand to touch Zhan Xiaocheng's face.

"I'll help you find your mother, okay?"

Mother?

Hearing this word, Zhan Xiaocheng was startled.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and hugged Feng Yuning tightly.

"Tell me, is my mother still alive? If so, where is she now?"

In the darkness, Zhan Xiaocheng's voice was dim and hoarse, full of pain and expectation.

"Maybe I passed her by many times, maybe we are not far away at this moment, maybe she is married and has a child now, and has already forgotten me."

Zhan Xiao City is no longer the invincible Zhan Xiao City.

At this moment, he showed his fragility and fear without any scruples in front of Feng Yuning, and even had a touch of fear.

"I'm afraid that if I find her, she looks at me with that kind of confused and unfamiliar eyes, and I'm afraid that if I find her, it will disturb her peaceful life instead. I'm afraid that the scene of our reunion is not joy, but avoidance and disgust. "

More than 30 years, how can a young woman spend it alone?

She will definitely get married and have children, and she may have been lost in the sea of ​​people long ago, becoming a grain of sand among all living beings.

"I'm thinking about what she does now? Is it a businessman? Is it an ordinary employee? Or a cleaner or a farmer?"

Having said that, Zhan Xiaocheng smiled wryly, let go of Feng Yuning, and stepped back.

"Xiao Ning, I used to be so superior because I thought my surname was Zhan. This is my confidence and my pride."

After a pause, he sighed helplessly and shook his head helplessly.

"But now, I'm the same as Zhan Liancheng, but it's just a tragedy, a joke. My life experience is not even as good as Zhan Liancheng. What qualifications do I have to stand by your side? I, what qualifications do I have to hold you Woolen cloth?"

In the darkness, Feng Yuning stretched out her hand and gently brushed his face.

"So what? Because of your unpredictable identity, you feel inferior and plan to leave me? Leave Duole and Duofu?"