The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 447
Cheng Wan silently looked at the person in front of her, her lips moved. After an unknown amount of time, she finally found her own voice, which was so dry that she said, "Congratulations, Mr., I got what I wanted."

Her face should be ugly, but she still forced a smile.

She saw that the eyes of the man opposite her fell on her body became deep and complicated for an instant, he hesitated to speak, for a moment, she almost felt that the other party knew.

She knows everything.

But know so what.

She has the right to choose her own life, and she has the right to refuse to fall into this quagmire with her.

With deep despair rising in her heart, Cheng Wan bit her lips silently.

The sound of the wind in my ears has quieted down.

Mr. Rong stared at her and said, "Thank you."

She lowered her eyes as if thinking for a while, her lips curled up, and her eyes softened, "When you get married in the future, don't be so self-willed anymore, you must know how to be soft."

Men like delicate beauties, if they are too strong, they will suffer in the end.

Cheng Wan has always had a spoiled temper, and she doesn't know how to write the word "submissive".

It's good that your husband is gentle, considerate and humble, but if she meets someone with a bad temper, she will suffer the most.

This world is such that it is very difficult for women to live.

She seldom showed such a gentle expression, Cheng Wan stared blankly for a moment, she came back to her senses in a daze, did not refute by mistake, lowered her eyes in a hurry, "Okay, I will listen to sir."

Mr. Rong was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect her to be so well-behaved today. If it was on a normal day, he might have quarreled with her long ago.

Seeing that she was silent, Cheng Wan's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at her again, only to feel that this person's life is really beautiful, and every part is on the tip of her heart, "So, Mr. Today is here to say goodbye?"

From the joy she felt when she saw her, to the numbness and emptiness after knowing the truth, she didn't know how she could force herself to stand here and ask such a question.

Maybe, I want to see her a few more times.

The dark eyes traced her eyebrows inch by inch, Cheng Wan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled softly.

Some inexplicable emotions arose in Mr. Rong's heart, and she gave a soft "hmm", unable to tell whether it was guilt or something else, and she didn't dare to look directly into the bright eyes of the other party.

Cheng Wan blinked her dry eyes, and her tone pretended to be relaxed, "Then, will sir come back in the future?"

In fact, the moment she asked this question, she already knew the answer in her heart.

After a woman gets married, she has almost no freedom.

Wherever you want to go and what you want to do, you must ask for your husband's consent.

She knew that she came from an extraordinary background, and she must marry someone from a noble family. As the saying goes, once you enter a rich family, the depths are like the sea, and such families are the most respectful of rules.

But she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Mr. Rong was silent for a while, then shook his head, "Probably not."

Not to mention who she married, I heard that His Majesty has a violent temperament, and it is unknown whether he can survive in the palace, let alone begging for anything else,

Cheng Wan took a deep breath, complaining coquettishly, "Is your future husband so domineering?"

Mr. Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.

Overbearing is true, but how can she be considered a husband, she was just a concubine in the past.

But these, there is no need to let the little girl in front of me know.

Her silence was more like tacit consent, Cheng Wan's lips trembled, and a glint flashed in her eyes, her voice was very soft, "Then, on the day you leave, can I go see you off?"

It was the first time she didn't address her as sir.

Mr. Rong was slightly taken aback, moved his lips and wanted to say something, Cheng Wan quickly interrupted her, and said in a very relaxed tone, "We have been mentors and apprentices for two years, so we still have friendship, no Are you going to refuse even this small request?"

Her words were stuck in her throat, she lowered her eyes, and the sourness rolled down her throat.

"it is good."

*
Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky.

The day Mr. Rong left was a bright spring day.

The spring water has a lazy taste.

There was a fishing boat parked by the river, and the old boatman was busy preparing to set off.

shore.

Cheng Wan quietly watched the people next to her, with a dark and complicated light in her eyes.

"Remember when we first met two years ago?"

Mr. Rong withdrew his gaze from the river, and looked over with some doubts.

Cheng Wan pursed her lips, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Actually, the first time I saw Mr., I didn't like him very much."

Mr. Rong stared at her for a moment, then smiled, "I know."

At that time, her rejection was so obvious, and she was not blind, how could she not see it?

"Does the gentleman know why?"

When she looked over, her eyes were tinged with light, just like the sun shining on the lake, causing slight ripples.

Until a long time later, Mr. Rong remembered this scene.

Later, she met many people, but she never saw such eyes again, until one day, she met a little girl whose eyes were very similar to hers.

Cheng Wan leaned back slightly, and smiled, showing her white teeth, "Because Mister is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful Mister."

Mr. Rong was startled, with a helpless expression on his face.

Cheng Wan laughed even harder, her shoulders were shaking.

Xiuqin stood aside and watched her young lady, with a look of worry in her eyes.

Cheng Wan slowly restrained her smile and stared at her seriously, "Will Mister forget me?"

She asked seriously, without joking, as if her answer was very important to her.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Rong decided to follow his own will, "No."

The girl in front of her showed a dazed expression, and she continued to add what she hadn't finished saying, "After all, I have only taught one apprentice in my life. Although sometimes I am not very successful, I often do things that give me headaches... probably It's hard to forget."

Cheng Wan listened, unexpectedly did not show any displeasure, she smiled like a sneaky cat, "It seems pretty good that I can leave a strong mark in my husband's memory in this way."

Mr. Rong raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The boatman over there was almost busy, and greeted from a distance, "Miss, you can set off."

She nodded and looked at the people around her.

The light in Cheng Wan's eyes gradually dimmed, and she complained in a low voice, "Why so fast."

Mr. Rong twitched the corners of his lips, "Go back, it's windy by the river."

The sun is rising slowly in the sky, the wind is blowing in the forest, everything is beautiful.

Cheng Wan smiled, "Don't you have anything to say to me, sir?"

"I have."

When the other party was in a daze, her light and soft voice was carried by the wind.

"I wish you all the best, sir."

"Every year is Changan."

May the person I miss be safe every year, even if they never see each other.

(End of this chapter)