Chapter 286 If you betray the woman in front of you, you will be struck by lightning
Lin Tingfeng's eyes flashed with panic, and he shouted coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever have such thoughts?"
Realizing that this was the backyard of the clinic, he lowered his voice and said, "Come with me first, so as to avoid making a scene here and making a fool of yourself."
"What a joke?" Zhuang Shihan curled her lips, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with sarcasm: "I am the biggest joke now."
She tapped Lin Tingfeng's chest with her index finger and said accusingly, "In order to be with you, my father was almost mad at me to death. The day after you and I left Beijing, he spread the word that he would treat me as if I had never been born and would not allow me to set foot in the Duke's Mansion again.
I can’t go back home now, and I lost all face at my aunt’s birthday party. I became a laughing stock in Beijing.
Now I have nothing but you.
If you fall in love with someone else..."
Zhuang Shihan choked and stopped talking, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye at just the right moment, as if hitting Lin Tingfeng's heart.
He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, but she turned her head away.
"Shihan, I..."
Before Lin Tingfeng could finish his explanation, he was coldly interrupted by Zhuang Shihan.
She pulled her hand back and said in a distant tone, "I can't blame anyone else right now. If I have to blame anyone, it's only me for not recognizing my place. I stood between General Lin and his wife, affecting their relationship. I won't do that again."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Tingfeng suddenly became anxious.
He grabbed Zhuang Shihan's hand without saying anything, and said seriously, "There's nothing between me and Song. You've always been clean. If I really touched her, you wouldn't want me again even if I washed her clean.
How can I not tell who is more important, you or her? "
Zhuang Shihan looked at him with tears in her eyes, biting her lower lip lightly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Understanding what she was afraid of, Lin Tingfeng quickly raised a hand and said, "God, I, Lin Tingfeng, swear here today that if I betray this woman in the future, I will be struck by lightning..."
A finger blocked his lips, stopping him from saying more vicious words.
Zhuang Shihan shook her head slightly and said, "Brother Feng, don't say such unlucky things."
Because she was afraid that she would be implicated when he was struck by lightning in the future.
However, there are so many scumbags in this world, and they all love to swear. If God takes it seriously, I'm afraid that in this long life, I will have nothing to do except kill unfaithful men.
There is no way to finish chopping it.
Don't you see who she is and are still playing word games with her?
She was tired of hearing this kind of talk eight hundred years ago.
It turns out that men from ancient times to the present are all the same.
Saying I love you doesn't mean I only love you.
While I keep saying that I will never let you down, I am also thinking about how to give another woman a home.
If conditions permit, they would like to have three thousand beauties in their harems, with two beauties to hug every night and two to wash their feet and warm their beds.
sincere?
It's worthless, what's there to look forward to?
Catching the flash of self-mockery in her eyes, Lin Tingfeng had a bad feeling in his heart. Just as he was about to patiently say a few words to coax her, he suddenly heard her ask, "Brother Feng, have you ever heard that the Yan family has an old relationship with a family surnamed Luo in Border Town?"
"Luo family?"
"Yes, it's the Luo family. I heard Song Yanxi call her Madam Luo with my own ears."
Lin Tingfeng shook his head. He didn't remember that there was a family with the surname Luo among those who were related to the Yan family.
Zhuang Shihan said with certainty, "Think about it again. I'm probably mistaken. There must be such a family."
Lin Tingfeng was already quite dissatisfied with her emotional withdrawal too quickly, and when he heard her questioning, he became even more unhappy.
He said angrily, "The Yan family's business has spread all over the country over the years. I don't know how many people I meet every day. To be frank, I'm not even half a son-in-law of the Yan family. How can I know if there are people with the surname Luo or Ma?"
Zhuang Shihan's face fell for a moment, and she blurted out, "Before you married Song Yanxi, didn't you investigate the Yan family thoroughly? You even knew which brand of wine the old man who was the doorman liked to drink..."
Lin Tingfeng's expression immediately changed, and he interrupted, "Shihan, be careful with your words. There are ears on the other side of the wall."
"Now you're afraid of people finding out. Why did you do that when you were playing tricks on me..."
"Shihan!"
Facing Lin Tingfeng's cold, even slightly threatening eyes, Zhuang Shihan curled her lips sarcastically and turned away decisively.
He actually dared to threaten her. This person really can't be relied upon.
Lin Tingfeng looked at her back, then turned back to look at the room where Song Yanxi was, and then quickly followed her.
*
In the room, Mrs. Luo held the crying baby in her arms clumsily, her eyes red with anxiety.
She walked around the small room, coaxing him softly, "Good boy, don't cry anymore, or you'll wake up your mother."
Her sight fell on the wooden basin filled with blood-stained cotton cloth on the ground beside her. She staggered a little and looked at Song Yanxi hurriedly and asked, "Princess, the child's mother has lost so much blood, is she really okay?"
Song Yanxi said truthfully, "Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman. Today's danger is like snatching someone from the devil. Even if she takes good care of herself in the future, it will be difficult for her body to recover to its former state."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Luo burst into tears of joy and said, "As long as she can survive, it doesn't matter if her health is a little worse. I just want her to be spared from any hardship in the future."
Realizing that her statement sounded too strange, she couldn't help but sigh and explained with embarrassment, "My Lady Princess, you don't know, but my husband's new concubine died a few days ago because of an abnormal fetal position, resulting in two deaths.
When she first arrived in the summer, she was a young girl like a flower bud, but she turned into a basin of blood right before my eyes."
Just mentioning it made Mrs. Luo cry with sadness.
Song Yanxi took the crying baby from her arms and patted him gently, saying, "Look at this child's face. He is a blessed one."
Mrs. Luo wiped her tears and smiled when she heard this.
She said, "There's an old saying, 'Those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future.' The good fortune for them and their mother is yet to come."
Song Yanxi smiled and agreed, then casually asked, "Mrs. Luo has been married to the Luo family for a while, right?"
"Yes." Mrs. Luo's smile froze slightly, and an endless bitterness surged in her heart in an instant.
She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said with all her strength, "It's all my fault. I've been married for five or six years and haven't given the Luo family a child. I've made the princess laugh in vain."
Song Yanxi frowned, "Madam, why are you so self-deprecating?"
Mrs. Luo's eyes flickered, as if she had a thousand words to say to her.
But when the words came to his lips, he only said, "The princess is still young and doesn't understand these things."
Song Yanxi said in a calm tone: "If Madam Luo doesn't say it, Yanxi really doesn't understand."
Mrs. Luo sighed softly and was about to say something, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.
She had never revealed her family background, so how did the princess know that her husband's surname was Luo?
It had been less than ten days since the princess arrived in the border town, and they had never even met before, let alone anything else.
Understanding the doubt in her eyes, Song Yanxi looked down and motioned her to look down.
Mrs. Luo did as she was told, her eyes falling on the wooden pendant hanging around her waist.
Although she didn't know what Song Yanxi meant, she still explained, "This wooden pendant was passed down from my father. It's not a valuable item, but it means a lot to me."
"Does Madam Luo know the origin of this pendant?"
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