dhibooks Chapter 110 Where Is Heaven
Chapter 110 Where Is Heaven
how could this be? !
how could this be? !
Even though panicked, Yan Jingyun still kept her demure and dignified, and did not let the medicine bowl slip from her hand and shatter.
But there seemed to be something colliding and squeezing in my heart, just wanting to spew out.She took a deep breath, strode away, and fled here in a hurry, but she didn't know where to escape.
When passing the stone table in the backyard, he finally couldn't hold on, his legs gave way and he fell beside the stone chair.The bowl of wound medicine that had been spilled in her stumbling was also spilled to the side.
I have always had a question in my heart, who is the rival in love that Qiao Yang can't forget?Where is the beauty, which beauty?Which woman, even if she leaves, can make her, the person in front of her, three points inferior?
Unexpectedly, the fact turned out to be like this!
From the beginning to the end, Qiao Yang loved a man.
Funny!
How ridiculous!
In this relationship, everyone knows the facts, but I am deceiving myself and others in my own wishful thinking.No wonder Mingyan hesitates to talk to herself, no wonder her mother-in-law always sighs, no wonder...
It turns out that from beginning to end, the only one who is ridiculous is myself!
The past is like dust, vivid in my mind.
Still remember,
When I put on my new wedding dress and red hijab, I happily married into the Liu family and married my love.
On that night that should be the happiest night for all brides in their lives, I was apprehensive, shy, but full of anticipation and happiness, and my husband-in-law lifted the red hijab.However, what greeted me was a cold face and a sentence colder than ice:
"Your Majesty wants to marry you, and you have no choice but to do it. When the turmoil passes, you and I will go our separate ways and will not owe each other."
Every girl dreams of her true son, dreaming that one day her true son will come to pick her up on a white horse.
How lucky I am to marry my true son.
However, this dream was shattered the moment the red hijab was lifted.
Dreams are always beautiful, but those who like to dream will one day be slapped awake by the cruel reality.
But I am still not reconciled.
I don't believe it, I don't believe that a woman who has already left can still haunt Qiao Yang.He thought that as long as he did everything right, Qiao Yang would one day forget that woman and fall in love with him.
So I tried my best and conscientiously did what every elder and young wife should do, filial piety to her in-laws, serving her husband, and taking care of everything at home.She used to be the favorite of her father, and never knew how to cook or do housework.But in order to get Qiao Yang's love, I not only learned all his favorite dishes with my heart, but also kept the whole house in order.
Not arrogant, not self-willed, gentle and virtuous, considerate and tolerant.No matter how you look at it, she is a competent wife and a perfect young mistress.
but,
why?
why?
Why did I do everything right, but still not get the love of my husband? !
But not long ago, Qiao Yang accepted himself for the first time, making himself think that his hard work finally paid off, and that he was finally happy after suffering.
The tenderness and tenderness of those days made me mistakenly think that I was the happiest woman in the world.
let myself forget,
Blossoms are bound to fall,
After joy, there must be sorrow...
Yan Jingyun stared blankly at the string of shining purple beads on her wrist, the light of elegance and tenderness was still there, but her heart was full of desolation, she let the most wronged and saddest tears of her life fall quietly.
the tenderness of those days,
Is it a dream?Or a deception?
Yan Jingyun stretched out her hand to touch her stomach,
This innocent little life, your arrival should have made me very happy, why am I in such pain now?