Chapter 67 Chapter 67 The last time we meet in this life?
That night, Lingchuan ate a bowl of oil-splashed noodles with a strong wheat flavor.
This is not the kind of flour commonly used in the palace that is so fine that it has no fragrance, nor is it the kind of soft noodles that are deliberately shown off and are so fine that they melt in the mouth after just a few chews.
It is a very ordinary home-cooked taste. Chopped green onions are gently placed on top, and then hot oil is poured on it to bring out the aroma.
She picked up her chopsticks and ate all the noodles in one go with a big appetite.
Qin Sizhao's pastry cooking skills are good, just like her mother's.
She thought she would never be able to eat it again in her life.
Lingchuan put down her chopsticks expressionlessly, and Gu Shi sat opposite her.
"Did he make this for you again?"
Gu Shi bit his lip anxiously and said:
"What's there to eat? I don't have an appetite just looking at it."
"It's just a daily routine."
Lingchuan replied.
She touched her belly. She didn't want this child, but she didn't hate the child in her heart. She just couldn't find any reason to give birth to this child.
Qin Sizhao did not comment on her choice. When she asked for the abortion pill, he gave it to her directly. Whether she took the pill or not, the choice was entirely hers.
This was her own freedom. He just helped her get the power that was rightfully hers.
She thought as she looked at her belly which had not yet bulged.
Although she could do nothing about the child's father, at least there was a way to get rid of the child. Qin Sizhao's medicine could minimize the harm of miscarriage to her.
She glanced at Gu Shi sideways. She could easily make him the culprit of her miscarriage, which could also be a revenge for his forced restriction of her freedom.
He was the one who insisted on marrying her, so he had to pay the price.
At some point, Gu Shi walked behind her.
He stretched out his hands and held her in his arms. She fell into a warm and soft embrace. He whispered in her ear:
"Lingchuan, I really just hope you're well."
He buried his face in her neck like a big dog. He just couldn't figure out why he was inferior to Qin Sizhao.
She put her slender hand into his sleeve and touched his wrist, the smooth and cool touch passing to her fingertips.
She wanted to take this opportunity to coax him into bed and find an excuse for her miscarriage.
"Gu Shi, do you want to come and do something?"
She whispered to him, and as long as he fell for it, she would immediately and secretly take the abortion pills.
When she hooked him, Gu Shi got angry instead. He had a gloomy face, but he didn't dare to use force. He just pushed her away gently.
"You've just gotten better, and you're already thinking about that! Can you be more serious?"
He was so angry that he bit her wrist lightly.
"If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. Why are you angry?"
Lingchuan rolled his eyes and muttered softly.
"I didn't marry you for that!"
Gu Shi leaned sideways in annoyance and scratched his hair.
As if he had made sufficient mental preparations, he half-hid his face with his sleeves, not looking into her eyes, and spoke to himself in one breath:
"I want to be with you forever, not just for a momentary pleasure. What are you doing? Do you think your life is too long?"
After saying that, he became really angry, turned his face away, and refused to even look at her.
"Hey, don't be angry..."
Lingchuan reached out to touch his face, his movements were a little frivolous, but he dodged it and remained silent.
After a long silence, he finally spoke:
"Lingchuan, who on earth do you think I am to you? I don't think you take me seriously at all."
Lingchuan retracted his hand reluctantly, and suddenly felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
He really wanted to stay with her forever, but she was destined not to return the same wish.
It was too obvious that she failed this time, but there would be a next time. There would always be a time when she could succeed. She didn't believe that Gu Shi could always be so determined.
She wouldn't be so soft-hearted towards Gu Shi so easily. What did his anger mean? He was nothing.
"I'll ask someone to bring another bed over so we can sleep in separate beds."
Gu Shi looked at Lingchuan reproachfully. She felt inexplicably guilty when he looked at her like that and couldn't say a word.
She felt that she was right intellectually, but for some reason, she felt a little sorry for him.
She shook her head, trying to get rid of these emotions that disturbed her and made her weak. She didn't want to be the kind of person who was dominated by emotions.
In short, she wanted to put aside everything that made her weak. When she looked at Gu Shi, she imagined him as an enemy that needed to be eliminated by her.
If she wanted to achieve her goal, she had to be cruel to him. She looked into his slightly reproachful eyes and still felt that she was not wrong.
That night, Gu Shi did not sleep in the same bed with her. He kept his word.
The temporarily moved bed was slanted in the middle, destroying the decoration of the entire room and making the originally gorgeous and spacious bedroom look crowded. The originally elegant decoration also looked like a hastily put together decoration because of this abrupt bed.
Lingchuan turned sideways and looked at him lying on the strange bed with his back to her as if he was angry. She suddenly wondered why he was so far away from her.
His figure appeared and disappeared in her eyes, blending with the ever-changing light in the darkness. Lingchuan only relied on her fleeting consciousness to appreciate the taste of sleepiness.
This sleepiness suddenly intensified, and the whole room became shrouded in sleepiness, but she couldn't take her eyes off his back.
Finally, she fell asleep and lost all feeling in her drowsiness, but she still felt that she could see his back lying on the bed.
The next morning, Lingchuan woke up, still shrouded in sleepiness. She instinctively looked around to figure out where she was lying. She only saw Gu Shi's blurry back, soaked with tears.
But this time, he sat down beside her bed.
"Do you know you're wrong?"
He turned around and said this to her in a condescending tone.
"What have I done wrong?"
She kept telling herself in her heart that she was right and instinctively fought back.
His face became even paler.
"My words are useless, aren't they? You won't listen to me, and you won't listen unless someone else tells you..."
As he spoke, his lips trembled with anger and a tear fell uncontrollably. He was afraid that Lingchuan would see it, so he hurriedly wiped it away with the back of his hand.
"Okay, don't cry, I was wrong."
Lingchuan reached out and wanted to touch his face, but he dodged.
"You only admitted your mistake verbally, but you haven't reflected on it at all. You almost died once, and you still haven't learned your lesson..."
He grasped her wrist and said:
"Promise me you'll never do anything that might hurt you again."
He used some force.
"Give me your word quickly!"
His eyes were red and tearful, and he squeezed her wrist hard.
Lingchuan could only say hesitantly:
"Okay, I promise I won't do anything harmful to my health again."
She looked at him with complicated eyes and said in a low voice:
"Is that all right now? You can let me go now!"
He held her face and kissed her cheek tenderly. This kiss made Lingchuan feel tormented.
She felt herself suddenly awake from sleepiness, and felt uneasy.
"I'm going to court."
She nodded silently.
Jinzhan came in and put clothes on her with her own hands.
"Sister Jinzhan, it's too hot to wear so many clothes in this weather..."
There were no rumors in Congcui Palace. Jinzhan seemed casual, but she was actually very tight-lipped. She kept her mouth shut about the matter of Qin Sizhao. Even though her heart was as clear as a mirror, she was determined not to mention it.
"The girl is sick now and can't catch a cold."
"I think I'm fine."
"My voice is still so hoarse. It hasn't fully recovered yet."
She leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Lord Qin has requested an audience. It's time to take his pulse."
Lingchuan nodded and said:
"Then let him in."
She didn't know what mood she was in. Two completely different emotions were tearing her apart, almost tearing her in half.
Lingchuan sat upright, and Qin Sizhao walked in slowly, his eyes like moonlight, falling on her.
"Rong'er, I may have to leave early..."
The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but there was still a smile on his lips.
"when?"
Lingchuan's heart trembled.
"Early tomorrow morning."
She lowered her head, her voice filled with tears and she was almost incoherent.
"So...is this the last time we'll see each other in this life? Will I ever see you again?"
He just smiled at her gently and said softly:
"I once thought that the last time I saw you in this life would be on what I thought was just an ordinary afternoon."
"I am grateful to God for allowing me to see you again in this life. I know you are still alive. I dare not ask for anything more."
Lingchuan's tears fell involuntarily and landed on the back of her hand. Qin Sizhao said slowly:
"I've already taught the female doctor all the treatment plans. Rong'er, take good care of yourself and never do anything to hurt yourself again."
He reached out to wipe her tears. This time, he did not withdraw the hand that wanted to touch her to avoid suspicion. His fingertips gently brushed across her cheek, and the tears were trapped between his fingers.
His cold fingers fell on her face, and she raised her head with a look of disbelief.
The touch on her face came from Qin Sizhao, so clear, sharp and unique that she could never mistake it for someone else.
"A Zhao, I..."
Lingchuan didn't even know what to say to him.
"Rong'er, don't be stubborn. Rest well and take care of yourself."
She didn't want to accept that he was like a shooting star, lighting her up briefly and then passing through her world in a short time.
Her intuition told her that Qin Sizhao was hiding something from her, which was why he was leaving in such a hurry.
The heart-tearing feeling became even stronger. She wished she could turn herself from one person into two people, one staying in the palace and the other eloping with Qin Sizhao tonight.
She raised her hand, wiped her tears, and asked:
"A Zhao, what exactly are you going to do? Why are you so anxious? Can you tell me?"
Qin Sizhao's expression suddenly changed, from gentle to resolute.
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