Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 16 One wrong step, one wrong step
There was thunder, lightning split the sky and earth, and rain poured down.

The candles were blown out by the wind, and the air was horribly cold.

Wen Rong stared at Lie Jiuqing with a strange expression, her thin lips trembling slightly, "You...are presumptuous!"

Lie Jiuqing was stiff, knowing that he had made a mistake, and immediately apologized: "Master Qiansui, I was obsessed with ghosts, so I coveted you, please punish me."

Wen Rong shouted coldly: "Get out!"

Lie Jiuqing said bitterly: "Yes."

As soon as she stepped out, Wen Rong tossed her sleeves and the door was closed hard.

Lie Jiuqing trembled all over, clenched his fists, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Anyone who is brought up by a woman who lost her virginity and had an abortion would be angry, right?

What was she thinking just now?
Even if he is her husband, she has lost her virginity now, what kind of status is he, how can she still think about it?

but……

But in her previous life, she had waited wholeheartedly for 12 years, from the age of six, to the man she wanted to marry, to marry her and spend a lifetime together.

She always remembered that snowy night, the little boy stood outside her boudoir, separated by a door, solemnly making a promise word by word.

"Lie Jiuqing, I'm not good enough for you now, so please wait for me. When I come back, I will give you ten miles of red makeup, and the rest of your life will be safe and smooth."

She was only six years old at the time and didn't understand anything. She only knew that her grandfather said that he would give her the best husband, and she would wait for her husband to come back and marry her.

When Yun Ye appeared, she said the same words on the same snowy night, and she firmly believed that her husband was back.

Wen Rong did not mention his identity for nearly 12 years from the time he returned to the court to the time he imprisoned her.

Even the last time they saw her, he just stood at the foot of the steps and looked up at her calmly.

"It's snowy and cold, go back to your room."

Lie Jiuqing felt aggrieved. She didn't know why it ended up like this.

One wrong step, one wrong step!She recognized her young husband by mistake, so God was punishing her in two lifetimes, unable to give him all of herself, so that she could never get what she wanted.

If possible, she really hoped that the person waiting with full satisfaction would be Wen Rong, the silent and gentle Wen Rong.

She covered her mouth and sobbed softly, her thin shoulders shaking slightly. She walked step by step into the heavy rain before she dared to cry.

Not long after, there was the sound of the door opening behind me.

Before Lie Jiuqing could react, the rain above her head was blocked. She turned around with red eyes and had a thick cloak on her body.

"You are not very old, but you are very delicate."

The cold voice beside his ears fell, and the corners of Lie Jiuqing's lips raised happily, "Master Qiansui..."

Wen Rong walked in and gave her the umbrella, and said indifferently: "It's raining heavily today. Let's go to the side room to rest and serve tomorrow."

Lie Jiuqing stroked his body and said meekly, "Yes."

The side room is actually the room next to Wen Rong's dormitory, connected with the study. It is simple, clean, and full of simplicity, which is completely different from the luxury he shows on the outside.

In her previous life, she lived here, but she destroyed it completely.

Looking at the same furnishings, Lie Jiuqing's eyes were filled with nostalgia and even more guilt.

Every item here is made by Wen Rong himself.

From the bed to the decoration, he has done everything with great care over the years.

Lie Jiuqing stood on the bed, lovingly stroking the red tassels on the bed curtain, "It's great to see you again. This time I will definitely cherish everything that is hard-earned, especially him."

Wen Rong stood by her window. When she raised her eyes, she saw the gentle smile on her lips, as if she was holding a treasure in the palm of her hand.

His fingertips tightened, the corners of his lips loosened, but his deep eyes looked at her so intently.

(End of this chapter)