owlsbooks Chapter 777
Chapter 777
After a long time, Jing Ruhua looked away, returned to her usual appearance, and said, "You shouldn't have come, I am no longer Jing Ruhua of Fengyue Kingdom, nor the mistress of Jingfu."
"You are not the picturesque scenery of Fengyue Kingdom, and I am no longer Jing Rumo of Fengyue Kingdom." The man raised his foot and walked up the steps step by step, with an elegant posture, as if what he was standing on was not steps, but a lotus platform. A man can actually walk out of the taste of growing lotus every step of the way, but it doesn't make people feel that it is against harmony.
The man stood in front of the picturesque table, his head drooping slightly, a strand of hair slipped from his shoulders, and a scent of ink penetrated into Jing picturesque's nose, pressing Long Yanxiang's smell, "You Although Jing Ruhua is no longer the mistress of Jingfu, she is still my wife, Jing Rumo, as long as I don't divorce my wife, you will be my wife." Different from Qingrun just now, his voice was deep and deep. , There is a taste of bewitching.
Jing Ruhua was taken aback, when did he become like this?
"Jing Rumo, you are indeed not the young master of Fengyue Kingdom's Jingfu." Jing Ruhua looked at him for a while before sighing.
"You and I are no longer the same as before!" Jing Rumo's eyes were slightly sad, Fengyue Kingdom Jingfu was their home, time has passed, and after thousands of years, they will never return to the beginning.
Jing Ruhua never thought that one day, she would see him again, the young master of Jing Mansion, her husband Jing Rumo who died young.
Jing Ruhua's thoughts began to drift away slowly, and the appearance of Jing Rumo in his memory was not very clear, but as soon as he walked in, Jing Ruhua could be recognized at a glance, Jing Ruhua seldom, or even never recalled Her husband, even when recalling everything in Jingfu, consciously avoided it.
The memory was lifted, and Jing Ruhua remembered that when she was a child, she was bought into the Jing Mansion and became a child bride-in-law. Her parents-in-law said that when you marry a husband, you must follow your husband’s surname. Anyway, she didn’t choose a proper name, so it’s better to follow the young master Jing. Rumo's name, the scenery is like ink, the scenery is like a painting, and Rumo is like a painting, it's a good match.
Since then, she has a name, Jing Ruhua, she has an identity, Jingfu's child bride-in-law, he reads, recites poems and paints, she learns women's etiquette and virtue, after the coming-of-age ceremony, he travels outside, she learns housekeeping from her mother-in-law at home, Life is as plain as water, he never took concubines, never managed the house, and even counted the days when he came home, but she didn't know what her husband was doing outside, and it was like this, until he was 23 years old and she was 17 years old In the summer of that year, he came back in a hurry. After paying the ceremony in London, he solemnly told her to take good care of the family. He left in a hurry and never came back. Three months later, news came that he had died. Yes, the person who came to report was a bearded man with an unshaven beard, telling him that his husband Jing Rumo died in order to save someone's life, and he left without saying anything else.
At that time, she was only 17 years old, and she became a widow. Not two years after Jing Rumo left, her father-in-law and mother-in-law couldn't bear the blow of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. She just gave birth to her son, and before the confinement was over, she had to prop up the entire Jing Mansion and give mother and son a place to live. She resented, resented Jing Rumo's indifference to Jing Mansion, and also resented her father-in-law for letting go and leaving her alone. Orphaned and widowed, she managed to gain a firm foothold. When her son grew up and became a family, when she thought she was going to enjoy his life in peace, his son would not return home all day long. Later, it was the same as when Jing Rumo died. The letter was carried by someone, and the daughter-in-law died in love, leaving behind the three-year-old grandson to be taken care of by her.
When Jing Ruhua recalled these things again, her heart was as calm as water, and she didn't have all the emotions at the beginning. When she was able to face the past calmly, the person she least wanted to think about stood in front of him again.
Looking at the man in front of her, Jing Ruhua found that she never knew him, just like back then.