rich concubine

Chapter 2450 Expose
Why should a dying person put all his hopes on another innocent person?

Bringing her here is just one more person to worry about and fear about his affairs, making her feel uneasy all day long.

An Mutong moved his head, took a deep breath, and said, "If it's convenient for you, come with me for a walk. In our country, you are my destined person, and you and I are destined to be together."

Rong Yi was silent for a while, then stood up and went to his side. Only then did she see clearly the chair he was lying on. There were rollers underneath. She went around behind him, held the handle and walked out.

The recliner was rickety, and pushing a grown man was a strenuous task, but Rong Yi didn't feel the weight as he pushed him.

He is indeed extremely ill. He has lost a few ounces of flesh on his body. Even a young woman can hold him up. His body is covered under a thin blanket. You can probably guess how emaciated he has become without even lifting it to look at the appearance. .

When a person becomes so sick and lives like this, it is painful, not only physically, but also mentally. Such pain is beyond words and no one can explain it.

You can drink medicine when you are sick, but when you are heartbroken, you can only comfort yourself. If you want to prescribe something, don't go overboard.

Following his instructions, Rong Yi pushed him out of the door.

Rong Yi thought that the southern barbarians were despicable and severely degraded, but he didn't expect that what he saw was such a scene.

Rong Yi didn't know whether the flowers in front of her were real or fake, but there was something new here, not as dry and tasteless as she imagined.

In other words, the Nanban in her impression were inhumane, until this point.

But I heard An Mutong say: "It's so lifeless here, I'm afraid you're not used to it."

Rong Yi shook his head and suddenly realized that he couldn't see it. Then he said, "No, your place is very good. It can be seen that you have spent a lot of effort to build this place."

An Mutong smiled: "Master will be very happy if he hears this. Everything here was built by him. He wants me to live happily and not to be obsessed with tedious things. Don't worry about anything." It’s something worthy of being sad.”

"..."

"You are the one brought back by my master. Don't blame him. It is probably his lifelong wish to cure me. Unfortunately, my body is not up to par and I cannot let him achieve his wish."

The words are full of self-deprecation, regret and depression.

Rong Yi pursed her lips and asked him: "I don't understand what you are talking about. What is a destined person? How can you be sure that I am that person? My existence can cure your disease. Is it possible? I am better than medicine. Does it work?"

An Mutong smiled: "I still think you are not going to ask this question. It is said that the person who is destined is the Southern Barbarian. Since there is such a saying, there is a reason for its existence. It is not only destiny, but also the enemy for many generations. When you meet such a person, it is probably when your end is approaching and you are about to run into bad luck."

Rong Yi was silent, not knowing what else to say.

An Mutong said to himself, laughed, and said: "It's the other way around for me. I found you at the end of my search, but I met my old enemy at a very young age."

Rong Yi: "Who is that person?"

It seemed like there had been silence for a long time, but it seemed like there wasn't.

"my parents."

Few people in this world would treat their parents as their old enemies, but since they say this, you can imagine what they have gained and what they have lost over the years.

How much hatred and resentment would it take to tell an outsider that they are lifelong enemies, not biological parents.

Seeing that the people behind him were silent, An Mutong pointed to the pavilion in front of him, and Rong Yi pushed him over. An Mutong pointed to the chair opposite, and Rong Yi went over and sat down.

He said: "Did I scare you when I said that just now?"

Rong Yi shook her head: "The relationship between people is not determined by closeness or distance. Some people are relatives, but there is no fate. Some people are not relatives, but they are better than lovers. Am I right? ?”

An Mutong's eyes flickered and he looked at her and said, "I haven't asked you yet, how should I call you?" Rong Yi looked at him straightly and said, "Easy."

Easy... savoring the name carefully, An Mutong said with a smile: "What a good name. People in this world will be unhappy nine times out of ten, and how many people can do the word easy? You will not let this name down." "

Rong Yi looked at him and smiled. As soon as he smiled, the scar on his face moved, and then his movements became smaller.

Sensing something strange about her, An Mutong glanced at the burn scars on her face.

"You...what was the situation at that time? How could it be burned like this?"

Rong Yi lowered her head in embarrassment, but he mistakenly thought that she had hurt her heart by asking too many questions. She coughed lightly and said hurriedly: "I just want to care, I have no other intention."

Rong Yi was embarrassed for no other reason, what should she say?Naturally, the scar on my face was specially made by my mother-in-law with mud before leaving, and she made it very carefully and carefully, making it look more real than the first time.

After thinking for a moment, Rong Yi said: "The fire broke out at home in the middle of the night. The family was drunk and did not notice it. When they woke up, the fire was out of control."

Afraid that he would ask more questions, he then added: "It was our own negligence that caused the fire. Fortunately, it did not affect our neighbors. Otherwise, our family would have been guilty."

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, no matter how many sins you suffer or how serious your injuries are, you can only sigh for the rest of your life.

"My clan does have a special plaster to treat burns. But you look really serious, so I don't know if it will be useful."

Rong Yi coughed lightly, turned away and shook her head, saying, "No, I have spent a lot of effort on this face, but the result is the same. I have already thought about it."

An Mutong said nothing more.

Rong Yi didn't stay with him long before she came over in a moment. He glanced at her and said with his hands behind his back: "You go back to the house first, I'm here."

Rong Yi didn't say much to him, lowered her head and went back first.

Looking at her back, An Mutong smiled slightly.

"You seem to have scared her. After working for so long, I'm finally done. I still have something to ask you."

She Qing turned around and looked at him with gentle eyes.

"Why did I find her so suddenly? She went out so early in the morning without even saying hello. I thought something happened."

Her eyes remained unchanged for a moment, and she sat next to him before saying, "It's an emergency. If I'm a little late today, I may not be able to find this person."

"Oh? What does this mean?"

Sheqing said: "When I went to look for her, she had already arrived in Nanman. She was tied up with blue stones."

"Amusa? What is she going to do again?"

Sheqing: "He asked Qingshi to catch her, saying she was an assassin."

An Mutong was silent, looked at She Qing for a long time, and said, "I have always believed in you. No matter what you say, I will believe you."

She Qing felt a blockage in her heart. He glanced at the closed door and said to him: "I will not harm you. I have never thought of harming you from the beginning to the end. Her identity is indeed extraordinary. Only by letting her be here Only here can it be preserved.”

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(End of this chapter)