Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 196 I Wish I Never Met You

Pulling back the quilt and getting out of bed, everything that happened last night was fragmented, only the lips were swollen, sore and numb. When I went to the bronze mirror and looked, it was really pouty and swollen.

Peach Blossom Stuffed Poisonous?
Or didn't feed the poisonous tarantula yesterday, and this fellow gnawed her lips without conscience?
Try to remember something from yesterday.

She vaguely remembered that someone was watching her on the second floor of the restaurant, and everything after that.

Ahhhhh!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Can not remember……

Well, she is completely broken, and she even forgot how Long Aohan brought her here.

Wait, she was drunk, logically speaking, Wu Xun should not abandon her.

Is it!

Suddenly, anger flared up, Xiao Hu couldn't be held back, did Long Aohan intend to use Wu Xun to threaten her?

Meng Baiyun walked to the door and slammed it open, startling Mudan who was about to come in with hangover soup.

Fortunately, he has kung fu, so he won't fall to the ground while holding the tray.

"Ma'am, you are awake, the servant is about to knock on the door."

"What about him?"

"The master is over there."

Following Mudan's hand, Meng Baiyun was slightly taken aback.

He stood facing the river, with a fishing rod, a bucket, and a water-blue gown, like an immortal near the river.

She had never seen him so relaxed.

With long hair like clouds and fluttering clothes, the faces of all living beings are turned upside down, with a relaxed look and a good mood.

Seeming to have noticed her gaze, he looked up.

Meng Baiyun's heartbeat accelerated unexpectedly.

Damn, she's cheap!
Concealing the untimely mess in his heart, Meng Baiyun took a step, and in Peony's astonishment, he touched the water like a dragonfly. In an instant, he was half a lake away from her, and landed in front of Long Aohan.

Obviously, Mudan never imagined that Meng Baiyun's lightness kung fu had reached such a high level.

Landing in front of Long Aohan, Meng Baiyun glanced at the bucket quite leisurely, thinking that he was just pretending to be fishing, but he also took the bait of three short-eyed fish.

"What about Wu Xun?"

She got straight to the point, with a cool tone.

"Early in the morning, you have to mention another man in front of me."

Sorry, no.

"Where is he?"

"Ha ha."

He chuckled lightly, but he wasn't annoyed at all. Seeing her red lips opening and closing, and asking him to please her, he felt like a child playing a temper tantrum.

Meng Baiyun's lips felt hot when she looked at her.

It felt very odd.

She frowned: "I'm asking you, what about Wu Xun, what did you do to him?"

"It's nothing, but if you mention him again, something may happen."

Shameless, what else would he play other than this dirty trick where the person pinching her threatened her?
"I warn you, you'd better..."

"Hooked."

The harsh words were interrupted, and he couldn't help but follow his words to look at the lake.

A fat carp bit the hook, and Long Aohan pulled it up while urging: "Take the fishing net."

"Don't take it."

"Hehe." He still smiled like this, indifferently, but with a touch of pampering and pampering. Meng Baiyun was so terrified that he was paranoid about being persecuted. He always felt that something was wrong with this person today.

Taking a step back, he realized something again.

"Did I do something last night?"

After returning to Chang'an City, when the two met, they both said nothing speculative, and she often choked him to the point of being in a bad mood.

It's so weird today.

It's just one night. Could it be last night?
Meng Baiyun remembered that Aunt Fat said that she would be dishonest when she was drunk, never!
The corner of Long Aohan's mouth smiled even wider.

Meng Baiyun felt a chill in his heart.

It seems that she was drunk yesterday and was dishonest.

What did the fat aunt say? When she was drunk, she liked to sing, vomit, and touch people.

Touch, touch, touch, touch people.

Meng Baiyun couldn't catch his breath and almost suffocated himself to death.

"Yesterday, I, I drank too much. I often do strange things when I drink too much. If I did, did something that misunderstood you, it was because I was drunk. I was drunk. Everyone does."

She didn't know what she did, but with this explanation, he should understand that what she did was driven by alcohol and she couldn't help herself.

The man seemed to be listening, but also didn't seem to be listening. She didn't help, he took the fishing net and took the fish in leisurely, and put them in the bucket: "Can you fish?"

"Long Aohan, you let Wu Xun go."

Since he pretended not to hear, she also pretended that nothing happened yesterday and continued to flatter people.

It's just that he seems obsessed with fishing. .

"Can you fish?"

Meng Baiyun finally understood that he was playing with her for selective deafness.

After all, Wu Xun is in his hands, Meng Baiyun understands, he can do anything when he is ruthless.

Headache, sure enough, yesterday should try to drive Wu Xun away.

I'm afraid that Wu Xun can't turn his head around now, thinking that falling into Long Aohan's hands will cause her trouble, and then he really wiped his neck for her.

She was anxious to see Wu Xun, and impatiently "obeyed" Long Aohan.

"will not."

"Come here, I will teach you."

"I don't like fishing."

He gave her selective deafness again, bent down and put on an earthworm, then walked up to Meng Baiyun with a fishing rod, grabbed Meng Baiyun with his long arm, trapped Meng Baiyun in front of her chest, hugged her from behind, the fishing rod, It was also thrust into her hand.

Meng Baiyun struggled, but he was defeated after a short while, but he heard his magnetic and evil voice whispering in his ear: "That person, you don't want it anymore?"

Count him as ruthless.

Even so, Meng Baiyun hated such intimacy.

Where he touched it, it was hot and painful, just like the feeling on the lips.

She was startled, as if thinking of something in a trance.

Roof, kiss, kiss till you can't breathe.

Her face suddenly turned red, especially the body behind her, which was premeditatedly attached to her back, somewhere, it was too obvious.

She fled in embarrassment as if struck by lightning, and stopped ten steps away from him, her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were cold and hateful.

Shameless, knowing she was drunk.

"Long Aohan, all you want is for me to stay. If you let him go, I can consider it."

The person standing far away has a defensive face, alienation and indifference in his eyes, and a cold tone that makes people feel cold.

Long Aohan's deep black eyes lingered slightly.

But when he thought of her who kept calling his name in her sleep, he felt relieved again.

Knowing her temperament, he no longer approached her rashly, but just took out another fishing rod from the grass behind him like a magic trick: "Fishing with me, that person will naturally wait for you at the inn."

The implication is that if you don't fish, you won't let people go.

With Wu Xun's life and death in front of him, Meng Baiyun was not so stubborn anymore.

The whole afternoon, the two of them sat and fished ten steps apart.

Except for the bamboo grove whirling in the breeze, and the occasional fish leaping into the water, no one ever said a word between the two of them.

Meng Baiyun's heart slowly calmed down.

If you change someone to accompany you, you will really feel open-minded and leisurely like picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.

It's just that she obviously can't do the technical work of fishing, and she didn't catch a single fish all afternoon. Looking at him ten steps away, the bucket was full and poured twice.

Suddenly, he felt like a fisherman, his profile was so gentle and gentle.

Between the two, there is no court, no conspiracy, no deceit, no use, only the warm wind in the afternoon, peony brings delicious cakes to satisfy the hunger, the lake is full of sparkling light, and the bamboo forest behind is falling into the lake with the wind. green reflections.

Meng Baiyun was inexplicably sad.

The years are quiet and the world is stable, what a beautiful word.

She had thought that it would be truly reflected in both of him. He said that he would take her away from Chang'an City after a while, wandering around the world and making her home all over the world.

She believed it, and then.

"Long Aohan."

After a long silence, she finally spoke first, her tone was light, without the smell of gunfire, but she was so dull that she was a little lonely.

He turned to her, that side face, as if a small hole had been torn open in his heart, he felt pain: "En."

"I was watching the scenery from the inn window that day, and suddenly remembered the first time I saw you."

"That day, I heard that the King of Qin invited some friends to go boating on the Zhihe River. I skipped my guqin lessons and went to the bridge. I saw you standing on the bow of the boat. All the women were screaming for you. I fell in love with you. At that time, I was thinking that these people are really superficial, what are you and the King of Qin?"

Long Aohan frowned slightly.

Meng Baiyun still looked at the lake calmly: "If it wasn't for that accident, I might still think that you are nothing compared to King Qin. I died once, and it was Lin Mengru's handwriting."

She said this calmly, as if she was talking about other people's business.

The pain in his heart became more and more intense.

"At that time, you died in battle. Lin Mengru got a Taoist priest from somewhere, saying that I was Kefu. I originally had a bad reputation. With this, I couldn't get along in the Dragon Mansion. I washed my face with tears every day. The people around me The servant heard rumors that I was a vicious lord who abused servants, and he didn't want to talk to me, and he didn't dare to approach me. Your mother asked me to watch your funeral, and she couldn't go anywhere except Tongyuan. Lin Mengru came to me every day, Everyone thinks why I don’t want to die, even I have thought of suicide many times.”

Meng Baiyun spoke calmly.

The man who listened was holding the fishing rod tighter and tighter.

"But I'm actually very timid. If I really want to die, I can't do it, and I still have illusions about King Qin. I always think that when he comes back, the situation in the court will change, and he may become emperor. It doesn't matter if I like me, I at least want to share his joy of being the emperor, but it didn't happen after all, Lin Mengru did something in the pool, and even pretended to push me inadvertently, before I died, I kept thinking if there was a chance to do it again , even if I die, I will not marry into the Dragon Mansion."

"White Cloud."

His brows were already crowed, and self-blame and guilt were written on his handsome face.

Meng Baiyun smiled lightly: "If you give me another chance now, I hope I never meet you."

The fishing rod in his hand fell down.

Meng Baiyun also put down his fishing rod: "It's getting dark, one day is due, I hope you will keep your promise."

(End of this chapter)