2 Come back, I forgive you

He was covered in silver-white armor stained with dust, covered with mottled blood. Some were already covered by dust, while others were even more dazzling in the scrubbing of wind and rain.

Rumo Qingshi was originally meticulously tied behind his head, but he was in chaos because of the journey day and night for many days. His hair blew on his face with the breeze, making his handsome face stained with dust and more beautiful.

His long legs were a little unstable, and his slender legs were trembling invisibly when he turned over and dismounted, but Jiuyin could see clearly that his long legs were shaking and he could hardly stand when dismounting.

Every step he took was very difficult. I don’t know if it was because he was too anxious or too tired. His body leaned forward, but his legs couldn’t drag.

The dried thin lips had a few cracks, and blood beads that were so subtle that they could hardly seeped out clearly along the white lips. They were stranded, without compromising his elegance, but only added a rare fragility to him.

He looked so weak that he seemed to fall down at any time, but you could easily feel his strong aura. The sharpness and cold light could be unforgettable for life with just a faint glance.

But he didn't see anyone because he had only one person in his eyes, a woman who had spoken and waited for him to come back and would work with him for the rest of her life.

A woman he finally fell in love with and finally trusted her completely.

But she got married today, and it was not me who stood opposite her to worship her!

"Why?" Eight days and eight nights had never left his horse. He rushed back desperately, just to ask her for a word of why, and then said to her: "Go back to me, I forgive you."

He doesn't like to say forced words, so his forgiveness is true forgiveness.

He will not care about it, and will not mention old things again. As long as she is willing to return to him, he can think that everything has never happened.

Prince Yi never gives anyone who betrays her a second chance, only she is the exception.

He gave her, and gave her a chance!

"Come here." His voice was extremely hoarse, like a lack of water, just a few simple words, and everyone could hear his thirst at this moment, just like a person who had not dripped in for several days.

Jiuyin stared at his Chen Chen's face.

She had never seen Prince Yi in such a miserable state. This was the first time, hope... and the last time.

She closed her eyes and covered the sorrow in her eyes.

Feng Mujin once said that even the most sophisticated pigeons will take at least two days from the Feige who passes a letter to Qiangwu in the imperial city. When returning to the imperial city, even if they don’t eat, drink, sleep or rest, they will rush around day and night, the strongest people will have to walk for more than ten days.

It took him only ten days to receive the news that she was going to get married, and then rushed back from Qiangwu.

My heart hurts so much that I almost forgot how to breathe.

I really wanted to run over and tell her that everything was just a misunderstanding. I really wanted to hold him and ask him if he had eaten anything along the way, had he ever drunk a sip of water, and had he ever slept even for an incense stick of time?

But she... finally decided not to look at him again.

"Jiuyin!" This life call was hoarse and slight, as if it was stuck in the throat and could not be pronounced.

He took two steps forward and stepped into the hall. His tall body shook and almost fell down.

Feng Ruixuan, the sixth prince closest to him, was the first to react and quickly stood up from the jade chair and came over to help him.

Feng Chenye gently stroked his sleeves, rejecting his support, and his eyes were still locked on the slender back.

Haha, she doesn't dare to look at him anymore, or is she unwilling to take a look at him again?

"Come back, come back to me, let's go home." The voice was very soft, but he was already talking hard, but the words came out were still so slight that it was hard to hear.

He was afraid that she would not hear it, and his woman did not have deep internal strength, so he continued to step, continued to approach her, and continued to tear her bloody throat hard, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm back, no one dares to bully you in the future. Come home with me, die a woman, stop making trouble, I'm very tired."

Jiuyin closed her eyes, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. This time she couldn't force herself back no matter what.

He was still approaching again, only a few steps away from her.

"My arms are ready, I can hold you with two arms, come back soon." He smiled slightly with a split lips, but this smile fell on his face that was so tired that he was almost stiff, and it looked too terrifying and weird:

"The Seventh Emperor Brother is so naughty. You are the emperor's sister-in-law, don't make trouble with him."

Mu Qingrong, who was in the right position, stood up suddenly, his face calm, staring at the shocking scene at the moment.

She has lived in the royal family for more than 20 years. When did she see such a scene? And one of the protagonists is actually the baby emperor whom she has protected in her palm since childhood!

"The fourth brother, today is the happy day for Mu Jin and Jiuyin. Since you are back, stay here to have a drink of wedding wine and come!"

With a command, the two guards stepped out tremblingly and stood beside them.

Mu Qingrong said in a deep voice: "The Fourth Prince has been on the road for many days and is in poor health. Just help him sit!"

The two guards looked at each other and wanted to go over and support Prince Yi, but they were shocked by the cold air that could not be hidden in his body. They only dared to take half a step and did not dare to move forward.

Mu Qingrong's face darkened and was about to yell angrily, but Feng Chenye's voice sounded again at this moment: "I have written a memorial and asked my father to issue an order to give us a marriage. You will soon be Princess Yi."

She held her palm tightly, and her sharp nails were deeply trapped in the flesh, and there was a slight pain, but the pain was not as much as one ten thousand in her heart.

It turned out that he had already decided to get married and had already decided to stay with her for the rest of his life.

He is not a concubine, not a concubine, but Princess Yi, the only concubine of Prince Yi and his only wife!

I had long thought that he had arranged for him to arrange for him to be a female slave. I had known that he wanted to give her a name, but she never knew that, and I could not have thought that what he wanted to give her was such a big surprise!

Princess Yi, he said that she will soon become Princess Yi...

"Jiuyin." His call began to become gentle again because he really had no strength. "I'm very tired, come and help me."

Jiuyin trembled all over and finally looked back at him. Seeing that his face became paler and his body was shaking, she felt panicked and she took a step and wanted to go over.

"Fourth Emperor Brother, you rushed back to attend the Emperor Brother's wedding overnight. The Emperor Brother is really sorry." Feng Mujin's long arm fell on Jiuyin's waist, easily preventing her from taking steps, and instantly awakened her who had lost her soul. He gently patted her on the shoulder and a soothing smile.

"Let her go." Feng Chenye's voice was still so light, but there was no sign of warning inside.

"Brother, you are really exhausted." Feng Mujin let go of Jiuyin and walked to Feng Chenye.

The two gazes were in contact. Feng Mujin pursed his thin lips, and his big palm suddenly put on Feng Chenye's shoulders, and took him away without any resistance and directly outside the hall.

Outside the hall door, Prince Yi's hoarse voice came with the breeze: "I will give you one last chance. When I come back, you will still be Princess Yi!"

In everyone's sight, the bride in the hall did not do anything, only she knew that her heart was broken at this moment.

When she comes back, she will still be Princess Yi. If she doesn't reply, she will be ruthless from now on...

Mu Qingrong took a few deep breaths before sitting quietly back to the main seat with the consolation of the Sixth Princess, took the tea delivered by the palace maid and tasted it for two sips, trying his best to smooth the disordered breath.

Looking down at Jiuyin in the center of the hall, she was still standing quietly, her whole body was as clean as a sculpture, pure, intelligent, elegant, beautiful, and as fairy as a fairy.

Mu Qingrong didn't know how she was going to look at this matter. Jiuyin, was this girl's heart in her son or the one who left it outside?

After all, lifelong events are different. Even if Prince Yi has always had a good relationship with them, he still can't tolerate half of sand in such matters!

The others in the hall were all quiet. The second prince seemed to be drinking tea leisurely. The second prince sat beside him, without a humming voice, and even dared not raise his head.

The Sixth Prince and Feng Mujin walked out with Feng Chenye together. The Sixth Princess stood beside Concubine Rong and served carefully.

The palace maids and servants, even Xi Po, were silent on the side, and did not dare to exude a single breath.

Outside the hall, Feng Chenye was supported by Feng Mujin and Feng Ruixuan, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

He ignored the two people beside him, all his thoughts were behind him, and he couldn't look back and listened hard.

As long as he heard her call and the pace of chasing him out, he would definitely break free from the clamps of the two beside him, and would definitely take her back to his palace, take her back to their dormitory, and punish this dead woman who was panicking on the soft collapse.

However, his dead woman did not chase after her, and she didn't even call for a while.

He smiled, a desperate smile.

He turned his head to look at Feng Mujin beside him and asked in a hoarse voice: "When did it happen?"

Feng Mujin didn't look at him, but just helped him directly to the main entrance of King Jin's mansion and came to the door. Only then did he realize that Feng Chenye was in a semi-unconscious state.

Jingchuan, who came to hear the news, happened to arrive. Seeing Feng Chenye's embarrassment at the moment, he felt ache in his heart. The seven-foot man almost couldn't help but burst into tears.

After following the prince for so many years, when have you ever seen him such a miserable side? His legs can no longer take steps, and it is all up to Feng Mujin and Feng Ruixuan to walk out.

"Prince!" This call was painful and helpless.

"Send him back to rest." Feng Mujin looked at him with a calm look, but Jingchuan knew that Prince Jin felt more uncomfortable than anyone else at this moment, but he had to bear it alone, no matter whether he felt uncomfortable or not.

"Take care...her." Jingchuan held Feng Chenye with a hoarse voice, holding Feng Chenye who could not stand at all, looked at Feng Mujin deeply before turning around and leaving.
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