Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 222

Mrs. Wang's chest was sore, and tears welled up in her eyes.But seeing the person in front of him wearing a purple robe and a colorful belt, although he is not very old, the wrinkles on his face are faintly visible, and a few strands of gorgeous hair are faintly visible among the black hair on his head.However, in Huafa's pale face, one can clearly see the demeanor of that handsome young man from Dali Kingdom back then.

Through the hazy tears, the past, like pieces of auspicious light, emerged one by one in my heart.In an instant, time and space changed, and Jiangnan, a country of water and reeds, suddenly turned into Dali, which is like spring all the year round, and the bricks, tiles, plants and trees in front of me also turned into the boundless mountain that has been filled with camellias for more than ten years.

A flick of a finger is youthful, and a beauty grows old in an instant.

Mrs. Wang has a fiery temper, and her thoughts are ups and downs. The lover she has been thinking about day and night is in front of her eyes, which makes her heart surge and her heart fluctuates. .Hello!"

"So you two are old friends? I don't need to introduce you. If that's the case, I'll go find Yuyan. Please, auntie, entertain this distinguished guest from Dali for me."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Murong Fu knew that it was time for him to leave, it would be very troublesome to stand here any longer, he was not the kind of reckless man who doesn't understand style.

"Okay, very good, Fuguan, you go down first. Yuyan is practicing martial arts in the back garden, you can go find her. I'll chat with Mr. Duan here for a while."

Mrs. Wang was both joyful and shy at the same time. She was nearly forty years old, but at this moment she showed a hint of the tenderness of a young girl who had just begun to love her.She looked embarrassed, as if her first-time lover was discovered by someone.Fearing that Murong Fu would see the clue, she tried her best to cover it up, but her demeanor at this time had already exposed everything, even a blind person could see that there must be a problem between the two of them.It is also Murong Fu, a professional player who has brought the actor's self-cultivation to the extreme, can turn a blind eye and take it easy.

Murong Fu silently mourned for a moment in his heart for his cheap uncle whom he had never met, presumably at this time the elder's grave must be covered with green grass and towering green trees.But he is not a hypocritical person. After a while, he put the matter behind him, got up and walked to the back garden, leaving room for the two old lovers who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, in order to escape quickly. This embarrassing situation also used lightness skills.

Although Duan Zhengchun is not dedicated, he treats every lover sincerely.Even if he lost his life for it, he would not hesitate.Before in Xiaojinghu, in order not to lose face in front of Ruan Xingzhu, knowing that he was invincible, he insisted on fighting Duan Yanqing alone.Seeing Mrs. Wang in front of her at this time, all the bad things about her in the past have long since melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and all the thoughts in her heart are all the tenderness and sweetness of the past.

Before Murong Fu was on the sidelines, it was inconvenient to talk, now that Murong Fu left, he couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart anymore, he came to Li Qingluo in three steps at a time, grasped the beauty's catkins, and met the other party's autumn water affectionately Looking at her, her eyes are full of endless thoughts: "A Luo, A Luo, how have you been doing these years?"

Widowed for many years, they looked at each other affectionately with a look of worry and resentment, and had already disappeared with the wind after a few calls.Instead, it is soft and full of affection.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Madam Wang stretched out a hand to lightly brush her ex-lover's cheek: "Duan Lang, you are getting old."

This ordinary greeting is better than thousands of words, and it is heavier and more affectionate than any rhetorical, snowy, romantic words.

What Duan Zhengchun saw along the way were all camellias blooming and fragrant, and he had long thought about them.The arrangement of those camellias seems to be exactly the same as Li Qingluo's garden when she was in Dali.

"So, you always remember." Duan Zhengchun choked up.

"I remember, I haven't forgotten a moment in the past ten years." Mrs. Wang said in a low voice.

The next moment, Madam Wang seemed to think of something, she pulled out the hand held by Duan Zhengchun, flicked her sleeve, and said angrily: "Hmph, you remember, you just remember! Have you ever had a moment in the past ten years or so?" Have you ever thought about me? You have your Princess Zhennan, there are countless vixen who are having a good time outside, and you have long forgotten the quality of my pu willow. We are orphans and widows. Don’t worry about the king of Zhennan. Please leave Bar!"

As he spoke, he turned his back, his bare hands trembling slightly hidden in his sleeves.

Duan Zhengchun was just about to express his heart, but the next moment he realized that there was something in Mrs. Wang's words, he was shocked and said, "A Luo, you mean."

Mrs. Wang turned around and stared angrily at the betrayer in front of her, the expression in her eyes clearly confirmed Duan Zhengchun's conjecture.

"So it is, so it is!"

Duan Zhengchun said: "That day when I saw the girl next to Murong Fu in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute, I became suspicious. It turned out to be your daughter, Ah Luo! This is really true"

He paused, then seemed to realize something, and looked at Mrs. Wang with questioning eyes.Under the lover's gaze, Mrs. Wang Xia Fei's cheeks slowly nodded.

Although this pair of old lovers have been separated for many years, their old friendship has not faded at all. Many things only need a look to understand each other's mind. After all, the distance between the two was so close that it couldn't be closer.

"Yuyan, Yuyan, what a good name. Has this child ever been married?" Duan Zhengchun asked. "Wait, could it be that the daughter of the Wang family that Murong Fu said is me, Yu Yan'er?"

Mrs. Wang said: "This child, Yuyan, grew up with her cousin, and it's natural to fall in love with her cousin. Although I have tried to persuade her, that child just doesn't listen, so I let her go."

Suddenly, Mrs. Wang seemed to realize that there was something wrong in Duan Zhengchun's words. Out of a woman's keen intuition, Mrs. Wang was puzzled and said: "No, Duan Lang, why did you mention Yuyan to you when the re-official is fine?"

In fact, Duan Zhengchun only needs to tell a lie at this time to get away with it, but he knows that a lie needs countless lies to make up for it, and he reunited with Mrs. Wang after a long absence, how could he have the heart to lie to her?

So he hesitated for a while, and carefully said: "I wanted to betroth one of my daughters to him, but he refused. He said that he already has a sweetheart."

When Mrs. Wang heard Duan Zhengchun mention his daughter, she knew that this daughter must have been born to him and another woman, she was very annoyed, and she was very upset when she heard that Murong Fu rejected Duan Zhengchun's offer and only fell in love with her own girl. I felt a little better.

Then he snorted coldly: "Hmph? Didn't expect that woman Dao Baifeng to give birth to a daughter for you? But I don't know what it looks like?"

Duan Zhengchun smiled awkwardly, and murmured, "It's not Phoenix's daughter."

"Isn't Dao Baifeng's daughter?" Mrs. Wang was shocked, and then realized the truth of the matter, and said angrily: "Then you gave birth to some vixen with a profanity?"

(End of this chapter)