The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 261

Aunt Zhu immediately changed her face. This foreigner has been living in the village with his wife for almost a year. At that time, she only came to help out because of the high price of this man.

This man doesn't look like a poor man, he looks good, although he lives in an ordinary courtyard, everything is well-regulated, unlike ordinary people, so she called him son, but now that he thinks about it, he even has a very different name No one ever told anyone.

Others thought that he was a [-]% good man, but only a few people knew that his gentle attitude was just an appearance, and the real him was actually a deep shrewd and shrewd man.In some cases, even unscrupulous means to achieve the goal──
Seeing that Aunt Zhu's face became embarrassing, the young man raised his eyebrows, as if he had no intention of reflecting.He is as introverted as a frozen lake, and looks calm and smooth, but he may be stepped on at any time, and what is hidden under the gentle mask is the calmness and alienation that is far more severe than others.

Aunt Zhu's heart was full of chills. Although she was taught by this young man who was about the same age as her own son, she couldn't retort. After all, if you take money from someone, you must make the other party satisfied.She took over the bowl of fish soup and apologized with a smile. "Alright, son, don't be angry, I'll pick a thorn right away."

The man didn't appreciate it, he just continued talking indifferently. "Forget it, the soup will be cold by the time you pick it out."

Aunt Zhu froze in place, not knowing what to say.

The man just turned around and looked at the hanging curtain, as if his eyes were about to penetrate into it and look into the depths.

"She should be hungry too."

"Go get a bowl of porridge, and I'll feed her."

"Okay." Aunt Zhu came in with a porridge bowl, handed it to the man, watched him pick up some vegetables, sat on the side, and gently raised the curtain.

The woman inside had already sat up at some point. She looked no different from ordinary people, except that her complexion was too pale and almost transparent after not seeing the sun for a long time, she seemed to rarely have her own emotions, and she did not frown , and didn't smile too much, just looking at the scene in front of him lightly.

"Ma'am, you are awake."

Aunt Zhu smiled at her, and said loudly, this woman is the most beautiful woman she has ever seen in a radius of ten miles. The body also reveals the inherent beauty and elegance.

She should also be from a wealthy family. She is like a cloud or a lotus in the water. She has no worldly atmosphere, and she is so clean and flawless that people sigh and surprise.

If she hadn't personally watched her eat and rest, she would almost think that the fairy in the sky that day, who didn't eat fireworks in the world, also looked like this.

It's just that I don't know what kind of disease this young lady has caused. She always looks depressed and unhappy.

Turning her eyes slowly, she looked at Aunt Zhu. This woman often came to bathe or change her clothes. She naturally recognized her, so she tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, which was considered a response.

"Ma'am, although it's early spring, the weather is still very cold, put on your clothes quickly, and don't catch cold while eating." Aunt Zhu was busy and courteously took out the thin cotton coat at the side, and put it on the young woman, Then smiled, Hou stood aside, watching the man feed her.

She ate very slowly, small bites, small bites, as if chewing those rice grains took a long time and all the strength of the whole body.After just a few mouthfuls, she shook her head as if she was full.

What a delicate young lady, Aunt Zhu thought to herself while watching.

And this man treated her extremely patiently, but it made Aunt Zhu suddenly suspicious.Originally, she was a straightforward personality who thought of what to say, so she suddenly opened her mouth and asked.

"My lord, you are both husband and wife, why don't you see you changing clothes for Madam..."

A look suddenly shot over, the man looked at her coldly, Aunt Zhu's face suddenly became stiff, she didn't know what she said wrong, every time she had to take a bath or touch her body this year, it was her. To do, in terms of his patience with his wife, he took care of every detail of daily life, but he didn't do those things.

Ordinary couples, why are they taboo about these things, or do rich people like to send poor people like them to work?She really couldn't figure it out.

Then the gaze that looked at Aunt Zhu came from that beautiful woman. Her gaze was full of doubts, complex, and some confusion that Aunt Zhu couldn't see through.

"You go out."

The man opened his mouth and stopped looking at Aunt Zhu.Aunt Zhu felt that it was boring. This man's temper has changed a little in the past two months.

It wasn't like this when the lady was bedridden all the time. It seems that the lady's condition is getting better and better recently, and the waking time is getting older and longer, and this man is a little difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Wouldn't he want his woman to get better and recover physically?

Aunt Zhu shook her head and closed the door, feeling that this young couple was really puzzling.

"Do you want to lie down for a while?"

Seeing that Aunt Zhu had left, the man softened his expression and asked in a low voice.

She shook her head, clutching the skirt of her chest with her right hand, as if her heart was in pain, as if she didn't even have the strength to breathe.He was dizzy, unable to speak, and his eyes were full of soreness.

"Have a headache? Is it very painful?" When he saw this, he looked anxious, and hurriedly covered the back of her head, afraid that what he touched would be warm blood.

She sighed softly, and finally raised her eyebrows and eyes to look at him. There were strangeness, familiarity, and inexplicable emotions in those eyes.

"The sun is so nice."

"Yeah, the spring is beautiful outside. If you want to go out and sit in the yard, I will accompany you." He pulled his lips into a smile, and the tension just now gradually dissipated, and his expression became natural.

He supported her, she sat on the edge of the bed, tried to bend down, put on the brand new white embroidered shoes that hadn't been touched a few times in a year, put them on her feet, then straightened her waist, he took two steps closer, for her Tighten the thin belt of the cotton coat and tie a knot.

It's the time when the peach blossoms begin to bloom again in March.

There is no beautiful scenery in the yard, only a small peach tree, and now Kazuki's pink petals are blooming.

She was supported by him to sit down, looking at the blue sky with her beautiful big eyes, her lightly tied long hair was slightly blown by the breeze behind her head, her delicate face was full of tranquility, she sat on a stone bench some distance away from him Standing in a daze, the plain yellow dress caught several fallen petals. She ignored people, did not speak, did not move, did not smile, and sat for half an hour.

This village is unfamiliar.

This sky is strange.

This courtyard is unfamiliar.

And... this man is also a stranger.

Even myself is a stranger.

In the past year, since she woke up, more than 300 nights and more than 300 days have been spent in that room.

This is her first time going out.

Even if she just sat quietly in the courtyard and looked at the sky, blue sky, white clouds, peach blossoms, and spring, she felt very satisfied.

A very hot emotion surged in his heart, as if he felt that he was very lucky and satisfied.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

A very soft voice overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She sees this man every day and can see him all the time, but she still feels puzzled, puzzled, driven by curiosity, and wants to get the truth. s answer.

The man's eyes locked on her figure, and then he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes darkened.

"Because you're worth it."

This sentence didn't seem to be the answer she wanted, but it seemed to prove what she had guessed in her heart.

Although she can't do anything freely yet, her mind is clear. Her movements are slower than anyone else's now, but her thoughts may be faster than anyone else's.

On the seemingly warm March afternoon, after several hours of wind blowing outside, the night she returned to her room, she actually started to have a fever.

He was extremely anxious and blamed himself even more, if she was not allowed to leave the house, she would not have to suffer anymore.

He hurriedly took the pill from the side, put it into her mouth with clear water, then got up and got busy, he carried a quilt for her, and covered her trembling body.

Yes.

There was only one bed in the whole house, but at night, he slept alone on the soft couch.

Without a single exception, three or four hundred nights have come like this.

She closed her eyes silently, and let him take care of her carefully, as always, there was no difference.

A warm towel covered her forehead.A warm and familiar feeling confused her with her eyes closed.

not him……

not him……

not him……

This is not him.But another man.

Her heart ached.

She didn't understand, couldn't understand why there always seemed to be another figure in front of her. She couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but only vaguely remembered that he appeared in the dream of these two days. He should be tall and tall. Yes, she didn't understand at all.

She didn't even know why when he was by his side to take care of her, her heart was somewhat resistant.

Knowing that she should thank him, she seemed to be waiting.

Wait, another person.

What a wonderful, yet terrifying feeling.I don't know why I have frequent heartaches, I don't know why I feel so tired, but I'm still looking forward to something...

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes silently, uncontrollably.

He stretched out his hand.

His twisted and slightly trembling hand gently wiped away the tear, and then lightly covered her skin to relive her softness.

Her softness, her fragrance, and everything about her are his longing, his extravagance, and relying on the memories of her bit by bit, he can walk over the edge of life and death, and it is his longing for her, when he is dying , still strongly supports him.

Finally, he survived and found her.

But she no longer belonged to him.

He once met her, but then walked towards a fork in the road.

(End of this chapter)