Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 595 Sequel: Unchanging Mind
The young man who said loudly at the banquet that he wanted to marry me, did as he said, guarding me from the beginning to the end, going through the wind and rain with me, and growing up together.

From running into the desert alone, fighting desperately with Galdan, to holding back tears in prison and ordering me not to marry the emperor against my will, every step he took bore too much tears and sweat.From a pure and energetic boy, he gradually matured and became a responsible man.

How can such a person who has gone through all kinds of trials to protect me fail him?

I finally understood that it wasn't that I didn't love Ting Lu, but that I was blinded by Galdan's menacing and strong love, and almost lost my heart.

No matter how good Galdan is to me, I will never regret my choice, and I will be with Ting Lu in this life, just like the saying: I will not fail you if you live up to the Tathagata.

Two men, two heart-wrenching relationships, no matter how things evolve, there will always be one person who I will bear in the end... There are too many emotions in my chest, and my breathing becomes unstable. The corners of his eyes streamed down silently.

After sorting out her emotions, she gradually calmed down a little bit. Geerma noticed my subtle changes, leaned over and whispered in my ear: "Madam, are you crying? Don't think too much and sleep well... "Under her comfort, I suddenly thought of the child in my belly, and my restless mood soon became at ease.By the way, I almost forgot about the child. Galdan said that he would use the best medicine to help me recuperate my body and let the child be born safely.

I hope that one day when Ting Lu and Galdan meet in the future, the two will not fight each other. For the sake of the child, I hope Ting Lu can let go of her hostility towards Galdan.

Thinking about it this way, my mood finally calmed down completely, and the night wind blew slowly, making me gradually sleepy and my consciousness blurred.

Vaguely, I seem to hear someone playing a ditty on the matouqin not far away. It’s such a familiar melody. I remember that I once taught Ting Lu that piece, which is full of sadness and deep love.Accompanied by familiar tunes, my thoughts swung back and forth, slipping into nothingness.

"Believe that you are still here and never leave. My love is like an angel guarding you. If life ends here, there will be no me from now on. I will find an angel to love you for me...

(End of this chapter)