Chapter 837 Almost Obsessively Like It
"My lord!" The subordinate exclaimed, and immediately became worried.
The prince already had a cold, but he was still soaking in the ice water at this time, fearing that his condition would be aggravated.
His subordinates turned around in a hurry.
"Get out." Wanyan Jin closed his eyes and leaned on the bathtub, his voice was terrifying.
"Yes." The subordinate had no choice but to retreat.
Zhen Guo Gongfu.
The child's hour has passed, and the old matriarch couldn't bear it anymore, and said to his son and daughter-in-law who accompanied him: "Okay, it's getting late, you guys hurry back and rest, I'm going to bed too."
Lu Hetian and Ling Lihua had no choice but to stand up.
"Then let's go back first."
The two walked out one after the other.
Seeing the two walking away, the old lady sighed, held Aunt Lan's hand, and walked to the bedroom.
"These two children, will they consummate their marriage tonight?"
Aunt Lan said with a smile: "You are so anxious, don't you still want to hug your grandson?"
The old lady laughed, "If they can be born, I would like to."
Aunt Lan smiled and shook her head.
After Lu Hetian and Ling Lihua left Fushoutang, they didn't speak a word.
Both of them drank wine tonight, but when they came back, they drank anti-alcohol soup, so they were not at all drunk.
Lu Hetian slowed down his pace, and when she followed up, he suddenly mustered up the courage to shake her hand.
Ling Lihua struggled, but he held her tighter, and looked at him with wistful eyes, "Let go!"
Lu Hetian was very firm this time, "I won't let go."
Ling Lihua was furious, and punched him on the chest.
Not only did Lu Hetian not let go, but he stood there straight, neither dodging nor avoiding.
Ling Lihua was startled, and quickly let go of her internal energy. Therefore, when the fist hit his body, there was only a muffled sound, but it did not cause substantial damage.
But even so, Ling Lihua still frowned, "Why don't you hide?"
Lu Hetian's eyes dimmed, and his tone was sad and helpless, "Lihua, I have done too many things to apologize to you. It is my fault that I have caused you so much suffering these years. You can beat or scold me, but I just Please, don't leave me again."
Ling Lihua was silent and did not speak.
Seeing that she didn't reject his closeness anymore, Lu Hetian couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke her hair, and said softly: "Lihua, we are not young anymore, we shouldn't waste any more. You, can you forgive me? I promise, For the rest of my life, I will do my best to treat you well, and I will never do anything to be sorry for you."
When he said this, although he tried his best to conceal it, he still revealed his uneasiness and apprehension.
Ling Lihua was confused.
In fact, after she knew the truth back then, she no longer hated him.
If she didn't worry about the old lady being alone at home, she would even impulsively want to go to the border to find him.
Because what he said to her the night before the expedition touched her a lot.
Especially that night, when he buried her neck, the tears she shed really shocked her.
Lu Hetian has always been an iron-blooded and ruthless man, but he shed tears.
This incident has been lingering in her heart, making her cold and hard heart feel a little pain.
Knowing that he would come back, she didn't seem to mind on the surface, but she was actually very happy in her heart.
It's just that all her good moods were spoiled by Wanyan Luosang.
Ling Lihua raised her face, looked at the man's resolute and handsome face, and felt a sudden pain in her heart.
Once, she loved this man very much, almost obsessively.
So when she learned that he had betrayed her, all her love turned into resentment towards him.
After leaving that year, she thought she could let it go, but in fact, she has always been brooding in her heart.
She hated for fifteen years and tortured herself for fifteen years.