Chapter 772 Husband

She really hated this man.

He thought he "liked" her and always had a way to pretend to be affectionate and make her fall in love.

"Lu Yeming, let go!"

She underestimated his fighting ability. Even if he was seriously injured, she couldn't pull him away.

Lu Yeming hugged her tightly, his pale lips lingering on her face. The heavy rain was falling, soaking them thoroughly. "Qingqing, be good, don't leave, ok?"

"Lu Yeming, your wound is inflamed, and now it's raining. You can't hold on for long. When you fall down, I can still go!"

Lu Yeming grabbed her fair shoulders and turned her around. He held her palm-sized face with his big hand. He didn't know how much he liked her now. Women are delicate flowers. He would also give some patience to coax them, but he had never been so humble to keep someone.

But she didn't listen.

"Lu Yeming, let go!"

She pushed him away with force.

Her movements tore the wound on his back. Lu Yeming's slender body shook twice, and then he knelt on one knee in the rain with a "bang".

A big palm supported the ground, and tiny water drops rolled over his overly delicate facial features, and his thin eyebrows and eyes were stained with a layer of coldness.

Jun Xiqing turned and walked away.

After walking two steps, she heard the man behind her say hoarsely, "Qingqing, there is only you, I will marry you, and when I rule the world, I will implement monogamy, and you will be my only wife."

Jun Xiqing slowed down his steps. A lifetime of one generation of one couple?

He has promised.

How many young and affectionate lovers will also make a promise of a lifetime of one generation of one couple at the beginning of their love, but many of them will break up as they walk.

This man is upright, and the promise he made is heavier than Mount Tai. Even if you will not be the one in his heart, you will get all his pampering, love and glory.

This seems very good.

Compared to those naive romances, he was mature, deep, powerful and fascinating.

She still remembered that when they were in Country Z, she had asked him to abolish polygamy and implement monogamy, but he refused at that time.

But now he promised.

Jun Xiqing hooked her red lips, she thought he had not let her down, let her down for having a spring dream about him.

She did not stop, but left.

She still had to go.

Lu Yeming lightly closed his handsome eyes, rolling his Adam's apple up and down. After a few seconds, he pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, and a layer of scarlet had already appeared in his deep eye sockets.

He said slowly, "Qingqing, if you dare to leave, one day, I will definitely bloodbath the North and make you pay a tragic price."

The North refers to Country Z, Jun Xiqing's home.

One day when he reigns over the world, he will definitely lead the army to trample her home, capture her city, and stain her clothes with blood.

This is the price of her leaving today.

Jun Xiqing's steps suddenly stopped. She turned around and looked at the man kneeling in the rain in shock and fear.

She trembled all over, this... devil!

His wet bangs covered his cold phoenix eyes. He looked at her and slowly stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Jun Xiqing mechanically stepped forward and walked over.

"I said, you can't escape, Qingqing."

Jun Xiqing closed her eyes. The heavy rain fell, and her heart was chilled. After a long time, she whispered, "Lu Yeming, believe it or not... I will kill you."

Kill him, and everything will be solved.

Lu Yeming pursed his thin lips to form a thin and cold arc, "Do you remember our bet? Whoever falls in love first will lose."

"Kill me, you can't bear it."

Jun Xiqing's body was stiff, motionless.

Lu Yeming closed his eyes and fell down.

...

It was dark, and the rain was getting heavier. This dilapidated wooden house was swaying in the heavy rain.

The doctor rebandaged Lu Yeming, and then said, "Miss, this gentleman's wound is infected and he was caught in heavy rain. Now he has a high fever of 42 degrees. I gave him medicine, but if he can't survive tonight, he will die."

"Thank you, doctor."

The doctor left, Jun Xiqing closed the door, sat by the bed, and looked at Lu Yeming on the bed.

Lu Yeming was in a coma, and he was still muttering, "Cold..."

He felt cold.

There was only a quilt on the wooden board, and his tall body was cold.

Jun Xiqing thought a lot at once.

If she killed him, she would be free, and all crises would be resolved.

However, she knew in her heart that this country A, where the imperial power was fluctuating, needed him.

Moreover, could she really kill him?

He was right, she couldn't do it.

Jun Xiqing took out a piece of white paper and a pen, and then wrote something on the white paper. Finally, she held his fingers and pressed a handprint on it.

She folded the paper and kept it properly.

After doing all this, she felt relieved and at ease.

She stretched out her hand and touched his forehead.

The next second, her slender wrist was grasped by his big hand. He coveted the softness of her skin, "Cold... cold..."

There was no extra quilt here.

Jun Xiqing bit her moist lower lip with her fine white teeth, then lifted the quilt, and Xianchen's body slipped into his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yeming woke up.

He saw the woman in his arms clearly.

Lu Yeming held her, and a bit of sickness and fatigue overflowed from his deep eyelids. Holding her in his arms, who was as soft as jade, he frowned, "Don't move. I am not the King of the West this night, and you are not Jun Xiqing. The disturbance outside has nothing to do with us. Just hold each other and keep each other warm."

Jun Xiqing suddenly felt warm in her heart. It was raining heavily outside, and the dim light inside was swaying. She lay in his arms, listening to the strong and powerful beating from his heart, and suddenly felt a little tired and dependent.

Forget it, this night, she will not be Jun Xiqing.

She was only 20 years old, as beautiful as a flower bud. If she could forget the responsibilities and burdens on her shoulders, she might live a simpler and happier life, and might be liked and loved by more people.

It's a pity that she chose an extremely difficult path.

Jun Xiqing softened her body and lay obediently on his chest like a little kitten.

Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Actually, you have a choice."

"Well?" She responded lazily.

"Even if I let you go and return to Country Z, you want to be a female general, or even further, a female president. So what if you become a female president? It's lonely at the top. The throne of the emperor has always been the loneliest. You have no chance to enjoy the ordinary happiness and joy that a woman enjoys."

"Stay by my side, I will give you everything."

Jun Xiqing looked up and looked at him with her lively eyes, "Will you forget Sister Mo'er?"

Lu Yeming stroked her little face with his fingers. Mo'er was a taboo in his heart, but he didn't know when he could talk to her so calmly.

Maybe, as she said, she also loves Mo'er.

Lu Yeming shook his head calmly, "No, never."

Jun Xiqing curled his lips and smiled.

Lu Yeming held her pretty chin, "I think I will never forget you."

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers.

The two people's breaths intertwined, so quiet in such a cold night that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her little hand and hugged his neck, whispering, "Me too..."

She will never forget him either.

"Go to sleep."

At this time, Lu Yeming kissed her forehead.

His soft and thin lips rolled on her forehead, and Jun Xiqing froze. She had seen him kiss sister Mo'er's forehead before.

It is said that when a man kisses a woman's forehead, it is the supreme love and pity.

Why did he kiss her forehead?

Jun Xiqing suddenly became quiet, and Lu Yeming's handsome eyelids moved slightly, as if he also realized the inappropriateness of his behavior.

He leaned over, and his thin lips rolled to her snow-white earlobe, and said hoarsely, "Do you like me, Qingqing?"

Although she knew her feelings for him, she had never admitted it in person.

She had never said that she liked him.

His low and hoarse voice was full of temptation and coaxing, trying to coax her to say that she liked him.

Jun Xiqing bit her bright red lower lip with her fine white teeth, and said nothing.

Can't say.

Don't dare to say.

No matter how smart she was, she was still a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. Facing such an enemy, she did not dare to give her heart.

This was her way of protecting herself.

"My dear... My dear..."

Jun Xiqing's originally stiff body slowly softened, and became a puddle of water in his strong chest.

On such a night, he was not the Western King, and she was not Jun Xiqing.

He had an unforgettable love in his heart, and she also had her own responsibilities that she could not give up, and they were destined not to be together.

But now they snuggled together, warming each other with their body temperature, not asking about the past, not caring about the future.

Now, it was just him and her.

After many years, he and she were already in high positions, with their hands on the stars, but on this stormy night, he and her embraced each other in a drunken dream, although it was washed away by time, but a little aftertaste, still felt the deep love burning the bones.

He and she were destined to lose.

But they tried to grasp something.

That thing that seemed to be there and not there, they were young now, and they did not understand it.

...

The next morning.

After a heavy downpour last night, the sun cleared up early this morning, and the sun was dazzling and bright.

The doctor was surprised and said, "Sir, you were so seriously injured, the wound was infected, and you had a high fever, but you managed to survive last night. It's a miracle."

The wound on his back had been treated again. Lu Yeming stood up and picked up a clean black shirt with his slender fingers.

He was now naked from the waist up, with healthy textures on his wheat-colored and firm muscles, a tight waistline, and strong abdominal muscles. He was wearing a pair of black trousers, which made his two long and slender legs stand out.

Lu Yeming had a very good figure, he looked thin when he was dressed, and had a good figure when he was undressed. He was not an exaggerated figure, but he was charming and muscular enough to make people blush.

He put on a clean black coat, then took off a jade pendant he carried with him and handed it to the doctor, "Thank you for your trouble last night."

The doctor was not a greedy person, but he knew at a glance that this jade pendant was not an ordinary item. Seeing Lu Yeming's outstanding demeanor, mature and calm, he guessed that this man was either rich or noble, so he served him more carefully.

"Sir, you are too polite. The heavy rain last night blocked the way ahead, so your rescue may be delayed for a day or two. Sir and Madam may stay here. I will prepare some fresh food and vegetables for you."

The "Madam" here refers to Jun Xiqing.

Lu Yeming did not refute, nor did he have any emotional ups and downs. He nodded, "Then thank you, doctor first."

The doctor left.

Lu Yeming walked out of the cabin and walked forward.

There was a river in front of him, the water was gurgling and clear, and there were several women washing clothes by the river.

Lu Yeming stopped, and his deep phoenix eyes fell on a slender figure.

Jun Xiqing was there too.

She was with the other women, washing clothes in her little hands. They seemed to be her underwear. She was a little veiled when washing them, and her drooping face was stained with two shy blushes.

His clothes had been washed and placed in a clean basin.

"Miss Jun, the man in the room is your husband, right? Your husband is so handsome. We have never seen such a handsome man."

The women asked gossipingly and enthusiastically.

Jun Xiqing trembled her slender feathers, "He is not my husband!"

"Oh, Miss Jun, you are lying, there is only one bed in the wooden house, didn't you sleep with him last night?"

Jun Xiqing's face flushed, she couldn't resist the offensive of these aunts at all. After washing the clothes, she stood up with the basin and emphasized, "He is not my husband, he is... my brother!"

After that, she ran away with her head down.

Several aunts laughed secretly behind her, "This little girl is as beautiful as a fairy, but she is still so shy."

Jun Xiqing ran two steps and stopped, because she saw the tall and slender figure.

Lu Yeming was standing there, looking at her.

When their eyes met, all the memories of last night quickly flooded into her mind. He didn't know when he stood here and looked at her, and he must have heard what those aunts said.

"Brother," the aunts behind her laughed warmly, "Are you the little girl's brother or the little girl's husband?"

"..."

So embarrassing.

Auntie, can we not talk?

Jun Xiqing lowered her head and pretended to be calm and wanted to pass by him.

But she sprained her ankle.

"Ah!"

She cried softly and fell to the side.

"Be careful!"

At this time, a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, and Lu Yeming pulled her into his arms.

The two people's faces came close to each other unexpectedly, and his jade-like face kept magnifying in her sight.

The two people pressed together, their breaths intertwined, he was as tall as jade, with an outstanding temperament, and she was slender and smart, pretty and delicate, just like a beautiful sand painting.

Jun Xiqing looked at him, and her slender Yu Jie blinked in panic, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Hahaha," at this time, the aunt behind her laughed, "Girl, we caught you, you still don't admit that this is your husband?"