Han Xun didn't dare to let her go, so he reached out to pull her, but he didn't expect that inertia caused her to accidentally slip on a stone under her feet.
There was a "click" sound, and An Rong screamed "Ah..." and fell to the side.
Han Xun was startled and pulled her towards him, using himself as a human cushion.
They both fell to the ground, their bodies covered in mud.
Han Xun had no time to take care of himself. He struggled to get up and hurried to check on An Rong's condition.
"Rong'er, what's wrong with you? Where are you hurt?"
Thinking of the sound of the bone dislocation just now, and seeing An Rong's pale face and her left foot that dared not move at all.
Han Xun realized something and hurried to check her feet, but An Rong was so angry that she forgot the pain in her feet.
She subconsciously wanted to retract her foot, but the result was that she touched the wound again, and the pain made her cry.
But he still said stubbornly: "Don't touch me, I don't want your pity."
Han Xun was afraid of irritating her further, so he didn't dare to move. But seeing her sweating in pain, he wished he could suffer for her.
When he saw the blood on her cuff, Han Xun could no longer hold back, "What's wrong with your hand? Let me see."
When An Rong heard his words, she raised her hand and found that the two fingernails on her right hand were broken directly at the point where the fingernails connected to the flesh because they were supported on the ground when she landed. Now her hand was covered with dirt and blood.
Because my fingers were frozen and I was attracted by the pain in my feet, I didn't feel any pain just now, but now that I have recovered, I feel a piercing pain in my fingers.
No wonder people always say that the fingers are connected to the heart, it turns out to be true.
Looking at the man with a look of heartache and eagerness to suffer for her, An Rong still cruelly pulled her hand back and said distantly: "My lord, there is a difference between men and women. Since you don't know me, stay away from me."
Seeing Han Xun's face full of pain, his hands clenched into fists, and the corners of his mouth trembling...
At this moment, An Rong was certain that he had her in his heart, and he was unwilling to recognize her simply because he felt that he was not worthy of her!
But how did he know that I didn't want to accompany him?
Well, it has come to this, she might as well take one more step forward! She has already missed out on so many years, she doesn't want to miss out on the rest of her life.
Just as An Rong was about to speak, Han Xun finally made up his mind.
The second before An Rong opened her mouth, she said, "Rong'er, I was wrong. I shouldn't have denied you and shouldn't have gone to find you earlier.
I'm a coward. I made you endure so much alone. Rong'er, I'm sorry. Rong'er, can you forgive me? "
Two lines of tears slid down An Rong's eyes. She knew that he had her in his heart. She had finally waited for him.
But she didn't want to forgive him so easily. Who made him not believe in her and dare to deny her?
"Rong'er? Young Master is who to me. How can you call a girl by her maiden name casually?" An Rong turned her face away and said proudly.
Han Xun was stunned, knowing that she was angry that he had not recognized her when they met just now. He took a breath, looked at An Rong, and said solemnly: "Rong'er, I will propose to you."
"It's just that you're going to have to suffer with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to give you a life of luxury. Have you really thought it through?"
An Rong turned around and looked at him. "Ever since you left, I've lived in a nunnery with my mother. I eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures every day. I also help the nuns fetch water and chop firewood. I've also learned to cook vegetarian dishes."
She looked at her hands, still white but not delicate, and said calmly, "I am no longer the Miss An who had everything handed to her without ever having to touch a finger."
Han Xun held her hands distressedly and said, "I'm sorry. It's my fault. I made you suffer so much for me."
An Rong turned her head away and said awkwardly, "Who said it was for you? Can't I accompany my mother to pray for my sister?
Besides, is just saying sorry enough?"
"Not enough, of course not. In the future, I will definitely cherish you even more. Although I can't give you silk and satin, or delicacies from land and sea, I won't let you suffer like this anymore."
Seeing that An Rong no longer resisted him, Han Xun took off his cloak and put it on her, then took out a handkerchief to bandage her hand simply, and then went to check her feet.
The foot must have been seriously injured. Han Xun's hand just touched it lightly, and An Rong gasped in pain.
When she felt pain, Han Xun didn't dare to move, "Your foot injury is too serious, we have to go find An An."
"I'll help you up first. Be careful not to touch that foot. I'll carry you down the mountain."
After carefully helping An Rong up, Han Xun held her with one hand and slowly moved his body in front of her, letting her lean on his back, then slowly squatted down and carried her on his back.
Looking at the muddy dirt road beneath her feet, An Rong said worriedly, "This road is so slippery, can you carry me on your back?"
Han Xun took careful steps and started steadily, trying not to sway and bump into her feet. "Don't worry! I'm used to it. I definitely won't let you fall."
Feeling the thin body of the person on his back, Han Xun felt a pang of sadness in his heart. His Rong'er was actually much lighter than when he left that year.
She must have suffered a lot over the years. Han Xun felt heartbroken when he thought of her saying that she had been living in a nunnery.
This silly girl, if he never comes back, will she really live a secluded life like a monk?
Han Xun was terrified and cursed himself for being such a bastard. If he had really rejected Rong'er today, how much harm would it have caused her?
He carried An Rong all the way back to the farm.
Seeing that Tian An was not there, Han Xun hurriedly asked Deng Xue to find Tian An.
Tian An heard that her sister Rong, oh no! should be called Master's wife.
When he heard that his master's wife was injured, he took some red eggs and rushed home.
An Rong and the old lady were sitting in the hall. Mr. Han bowed his head and knelt in front of the old lady, while An Rong spoke well of him.
Seeing Tian An coming, the old lady asked him to stand up. After he stood up, he stood directly beside An Rong.
The old lady glanced at the two of them and said nothing.
Tian An was also shocked when he saw the two of them. Could it be that these two had a fight?
Mr. Han was alright, except for being dirty. But his wife was in a terrible state, with only one limb left.
Two fingernails on her right hand were broken and her hand was covered in blood. The palm of her left hand was scraped and the skin was broken. Her left ankle was dislocated and swollen so badly that it hurt her just looking at it.
After carefully looking at the three of them, Tian An took out disinfectant and wound medicine from his bag, treated An Rong's hands first, and then checked her foot injury.
As soon as Tian An's hand touched her foot, she felt so much pain that she pinched Mr. Han's arm with both hands, but the wound on her hand was touched again, which made it even more painful.
The pain on Mr. Han's face seemed real.
Tian An felt like a ruthless villain who destroyed a beautiful woman.
Alas! A hero is often tempted by a beautiful woman! Who would have thought that Mr. Han, who was always aloof and reserved, would be so gentle.
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