Chapter 49 Ah Jin, the King's Wife
Chapter 49 Ah Jin, the King's Wife
The people who were preparing to start the war over there were also shocked when they heard the movement here, "March [-]!?"
"Has it been half a year?"
Gu Qichuan pondered for a while, "Have you lost your memory?"
Su Jin shook his head, and continued to ask Gong Mochen, "Does your lord know who that person was?"
What husband would scold him that Ming Media is marrying his wife as a young lady, besides, Gong Mochen's doting on Yao Menglin was obvious to all.
But Gong Mochen's answer was not very different from what Su Jin thought, but it still surprised him, "I don't know, he dared to scold Ah Jin, and I will have his tongue cut off later."
"Then do you know who I am?" Su Jin grabbed Gong Mochen's wrist, unconsciously increasing his strength.
"You are Ah Jin." Gong Mochen's eyes seemed to have stars shining, "My king's wife..."
Sincerely, without any adulterated eyes, he just looked at Su Jin straightly, panicked for no reason, and shook the hand he was holding, "Then do you still remember how many people are there in your house?" Wives and concubines..."
Gong Mochen tilted his head in confusion, "What wives and concubines? This king only has one wife, who is virtuous and virtuous, and famous all over the world. Ah Jin, what's wrong with you...?"
He stretched out his hand as if wanting to stroke Su Jin's black hair, Su Jin clapped his hand annoyed.
He said in a muffled voice, "Since the lord is awake, the concubine will leave first, and take my leave."
After speaking, he got up and strode out of the bedroom. Regardless of the inexplicable eyes behind him, he ran outside and hid behind a hidden tree. Tears flowed out uncontrollably and dripped warmly on his hands. His body trembled constantly, but he didn't make a sound, and his heart was filled with sourness.
Back then when Gong Mochen wanted to take him as a concubine, although he readily agreed, he felt nothing at the time, thinking that Gong Mochen was just like those ordinary people who coveted his skin, but after a few days of contact, he unexpectedly Faintly moved by Gong Mochen...
At that time, Gong Mochen was the same as the man just now, his eyes were full of shining stars, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed, as if the whole world could only accommodate him, Su Jin.
"Ajin, will you be my concubine? When I stabilize the Yao family, I will divorce Yao Menglin and help you become righteous."
"Ajin, although I have many wives and concubines, none of them is my favorite. I thought I would never be tempted in this life until you appeared."
"Ajin, you marry me. When you return home, I will take the best things in my house with you and go back with you. I will never let you lose face."
"Ajin, if you enter the palace, I will divorce them all, and you will be left alone. Let's grow old together, okay?"
"A Jin..."
Su Jin smiled wryly in his heart, what a nonsense full of loopholes, let three thousand beauties not take his share alone?Just how many times have you fallen in love with him?How can it be.Obviously such a ridiculous lie was taken as the truth by him.
He was happily wearing a red hijab that day, and came to the palace. He didn't wait for his husband to kick the sedan chair door, and the whole palace didn't even hang a piece of fiery red silk and satin when they were newly married. Standing outside the majestic gate was him in a red wedding dress. It looked so out of place, the people onlookers almost bent his spine, one knelt on the ground to worship, one toasted to an empty chair, and one sat in a house that was more dilapidated than a woodshed and waited. The man came to lift the hijab and waited until dawn.
Entering the palace as a concubine, but insisted on giving him the courteous etiquette, thinking it was his love and tenderness, but unexpectedly, she just wanted to watch him bend down and bow down to everyone.
It wasn't until the second day that Su Jin saw that the loving husband in the past had changed into another face, Su Jin didn't know that he had been cheated.
Fortunately, he discovered it early, so he got out of that ridiculous feeling in time and tried his best to restrain himself. He thought that that love had already been wiped out, but now, because of Gong Mochen's mere words, it came to him again. An unbearable and false memory.
Maybe it’s because I’ve never felt love before, so when I see a light in front of me, I can’t wait to run over it, and I can’t even wait to distinguish whether it’s real or not, whether it’s a warm light or a hurtful flame...
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