The husband who had not returned home for three years to suppress the rebellion finally came back, but he brought back a beautiful girl.
Shen Yuerong sat in a wheelchair and watched with her own eyes as the woman was carefully supported by the old nanny and walked through the archway in the vestibule.
She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bulging pregnant belly. She wore a red gauze skirt embroidered with lotus flowers. Although she was unmarried, she had her hair tied up in a bun. A large South China Sea pearl shone brightly in her black hair.
I heard that she was assigned to Lu Linxuan, surrounded by a dozen maids, who were afraid that anything might go wrong.
It was clear that she was the legal wife of the general, but no one asked her what her attitude was towards this.
Shen Yuerong looked and looked until she saw the huge group of people disappearing at the end of the corridor, her eyes turned red as if stained with blood.
"Rong'er."
After a gentle call, Shen Yuerong withdrew her gaze.
She looked back and saw that the man facing her was handsome and tall, wearing silver armor and walking as fast as the wind.
When he ran towards her, his face was full of smiles and he was overjoyed.
This is her husband, Fu Hengyu, the only son in the general's family and a famous handsome man in the capital.
The person she had been thinking about for three years was right in front of her. Shen Yuerong's moist eyes were suddenly filled with mist, and a tear slid down the end of her eye and across her pale cheek.
He is back, but he has a new love!
Fu Hengyu's smile froze on his lips. He was at a loss for words and half-knelt down in front of Shen Yuerong. "Rong'er, why are you crying?"
Why is she crying?
How could Fu Hengyu ask such a question?
The bitterness in Shen Yuerong's heart suddenly collapsed like a flood, and her tears kept flowing, becoming more and more violent.
She raised her hand and wiped it carelessly with the back of her hand, her trembling voice full of grievance, "Husband, what's wrong with Rong'er? Why do you want to humiliate me like this? I abide by the wife's code of conduct and have worked hard for the general's mansion for three years. On your wedding night, you resigned and took back a skinny horse from Jiangnan, embarrassing me?"
The questions were asked in a tearful voice, and every word was heart-wrenching.
Who knows how she managed to survive these three years?
She stayed alone in the empty house, looking forward to Fu Hengyu's return day and night, looking through the account books, managing the family business, and taking care of all the big and small matters for more than a hundred people.
They said Fu Hengyu abandoned her and ran away because he disliked her because she was crippled.
She didn't believe it. Even with this broken body, she was determined to support the family just to stay with Fu Hengyu forever.
What's the result?
As a result, after all the hard work, he didn't get any good results, but instead had to tolerate other women coming into the house.
Tears fell into Fu Hengyu's eyes like beads that had broken off the string, and he panicked.
"Rong'er, this is a conspiracy!" He held the girl's delicate face and wiped away the moisture on her face with his fingertips. His thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he felt heartbroken. "She was a singer sent by the prefect of Jiangzhou, but she plotted to climb onto my bed! I wasted some time going to the palace to report this earlier. I should have informed you earlier."
Afraid that Shen Yuerong would not believe him, Fu Hengyu was extremely sincere and patiently explained in a gentle voice, "Who would have known that she was pregnant? After all, she is our Fu family's flesh and blood, and it is not good for her to be wandering outside, so I brought her back to the capital."
Just like this?
Shen Yuerong stopped sobbing after hearing his sincere words.
She stared at the man in front of her with red and swollen eyes, her voice nasal, "Is it really so?"
So, Fu Hengyu doesn't have that girl in his heart, and he is also worried about this?
Fu Hengyu pursed his lips, his eyes dimmed with frustration. He lowered his head and stared at the woven blanket covering Shen Yuerong's knees. He gritted his teeth and said, "Rong'er lost her legs to save me. How could I lose my conscience and fall in love with someone else?"
Three years ago, Shen Yuerong was the orphan of a famous genius doctor in the capital. She inherited her father's legacy and went deep into the army, treating the wounded and gaining fame throughout the world.
That day, Fu Hengyu was ambushed by the enemy. She carried the unconscious Fu Hengyu across the icy river in the cold winter. When she woke up, she could no longer stand up.
The pain of the past is unforgettable. He still remembers for whom his legs were broken and who sat in this wheelchair!
Shen Yuerong was deeply touched, and the scenes of their daily companionship came back to her mind.
Fu Hengyu was known as Gao Changgong in the army. Shen Yuerong had been in love with him for several years and was willing to risk her life to save him.
They were going through life and death together, how could a skinny horse interfere?
Shen Yuerong was half-believing, but Fu Hengyu's tone suddenly changed, and he raised his finger firmly, "Rong'er, believe me, if I ever let you down, I, Fu Hengyu, am willing to be struck by lightning and die on the street..."
"Don't!"
Shen Yuerong quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth to prevent him from cursing her. She was so soft-hearted that she said, "I believe it. Is it not okay for me to believe it?"
The woman's hands felt cool and soft, and Fu Hengyu breathed a sigh of relief. He held Shen Yuerong's hand and inserted his fingers between hers, "Rong'er, I am the one who has let you down. You can beat me or scold me as you like."
Shen Yuerong had heard from her father that the officialdom was sinister, and local officials played tricks to trap Fu Hengyu in order to gain a career. Wasn't he also a victim?
All the grievances turned into pity, how could Shen Yuerong continue to blame him?
Seeing Fu Hengyu's frown, Shen Yuerong comforted him instead, "Husband, don't be sad, Rong'er has good news."
She pulled her slender fingers away, placed them on the armrests of the wheelchair, and pushed herself up, her arms shaking, and raised her legs.
The piercing pain was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Even though her face was red and she had difficulty breathing, Shen Yuerong still smiled and said, "My legs have feeling. I will be able to move normally in time!"
Fu Hengyu couldn't empathize with her joy.
He stared blankly at Shen Yuerong as she moved her legs. The thin blanket fell to the side, and she was wrapped in thin underwear. Her ankles were bruised and her veins were entangled like hideous scars.
Just one look at it makes me feel sick to my stomach!
The imperial physician had declared that Shen Yuerong would be a cripple for the rest of her life, so how could she be able to move now?
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