Chapter 94: More than Enough for the Prince of Chang'an
Haruji's ears felt itchy from his breath.
She had no way to deal with Huo Zheng now, she could only stay with him and wait until he fell asleep.
But Huo Zheng would close his eyes for a while and then open them to look at her.
As if he was afraid that she would leave suddenly.
Chunzhi reached out and covered Huo Zheng's eyes, "Go to sleep."
Huo Zheng curled his thin lips slightly, leaned towards Chunzhi, and fell asleep next to her soon.
Chunzhi listened to Huo Zheng's steady breathing and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew that the Golden Crow was scorching and could not be looked at directly.
Knowing that Huo Zheng's status was beyond her reach, she knew that he was not someone she could reach.
But Huo Zheng's love was so strong that she couldn't resist.
Chunzhi slowly withdrew her hands, lay down on the edge of the couch, and looked at Huo Zheng who was so close to her.
Huo Zheng is very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a face like a beautiful jade...
Otherwise, she wouldn't have wanted a child who looked like him.
A moment of thoughtlessness and indulgence in drunkenness and pleasure led to the current situation.
Chunzhi stayed with Huo Zheng for a long time.
I have described his eyebrows and eyes countless times with my eyes.
Until it got dark, the maids held lights outside the door.
Chunzhi also stood up and prepared to light the lights in the house.
Huo Zheng woke up almost as soon as she stood up. He grabbed Chunzhi's hand and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"
"I'm not going anywhere." Chunzhi said softly, "It's getting dark, I'm going to light the lamp."
"Don't light it anymore." Huo Zheng held Chunzhi tightly, "Just make it darker."
Chunzhi said helplessly: "Let go."
Huo Zheng didn't want to annoy Chunzhi, so he held Chunzhi's hand for a long time before letting go.
Chunzhi walked to the table and lit the lamp. The flame flickered, illuminating the room little by little.
Huo Zheng slowly sat up, leaned on the bed, and looked at her with dim eyes.
Chunzhi turned around and asked him, "I haven't eaten much all day. Are you hungry?"
Huo Zheng said: "A little bit."
"Then I'll have someone prepare some food for you."
Harue said as she walked to the door and called out to Aoba.
Qingye came over in response, "What do you want, young lady?"
Chunzhi looked back at Huo Zheng and said, "Prepare some food."
Qingye followed Chunzhi's gaze and saw that the nobleman who had been resting in the side room last night was now lying on the bed in the main room.
This nobleman and the girl were deeply entangled, and Qingye had roughly known about it these days. She didn't dare to look the nobleman in the eye, and immediately responded and went to the kitchen to ask someone to prepare it.
Chunzhi walked back to the bed and said to Huo Zheng, "There are still three petals of the resurrection flower left. It will also be very effective for the cold that has entered your body. Doctors Zhao and Liang are preparing the medicine. I'll go see how they are doing..."
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Chunzhi's hand was held by Huo Zheng again.
Huo Zheng's hands were very cold.
Chunzhi's hands were very warm.
Chunzhi felt a mixture of hot and cold. She wanted to shake his hand off, but she held back, thinking that he had done this to help Song Anlan regain her life.
She whispered to Huo Zheng, "Why are you pulling me here again?"
Huo Zheng said, "I'm afraid you'll only care about Song Anlan and ignore me."
Haruji: “…”
Huo Zheng actually wanted to eat the food cooked by Chunzhi, even if it was just a bowl of noodles. For the past six months, he had found everything he ate tasteless, and he dreamed of eating food cooked by Chunzhi.
But now Chunzhi is pregnant, and it is extremely difficult for her to walk, sit or lie down.
He couldn't bear to let Chunzhi cook.
It’s good enough that Haruji can be with him.
Chunzhi didn't know what Huo Zheng was thinking.
She treated Song Anlan as her brother. Since her brother was seriously ill, she, as his younger sister, naturally had to care for him all the time.
But whenever Huo Zheng mentioned Song Anlan, he became jealous and his sourness reached the sky.
Huo Zheng was not like this before in Taohua Lane.
At that time, he was quiet and cold.
Chunzhi stood on the bed and said to Huo Zheng, "I still like the way you were before."
Huo Zheng immediately asked, "What does it look like?"
Chunzhi pulled her hand back and said to him, "Think about it yourself."
After she finished speaking, Chunzhi turned and walked out.
Huo Zheng lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed to chase her.
Chunzhi said without turning her head: "Just lie there."
Hearing this, Huo Zheng could only lie back down slowly and asked in a muffled voice, "Where are you going?"
"Go see my brother."
As Chunzhi spoke, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
Huo Zheng heard: "..."
Chunzhi listened to a lot of things Huo Zheng said today, and her heart was in a mess. She wanted to find a place to calm down.
Things that one person cannot figure out and tangled thoughts may be sorted out by two people.
Chunzhi walked slowly across the courtyard and went to Song Anlan.
Song Wan'er was just sent back by Song Anlan to rest.
There were only two maids in Song Anlan's room. After Chunzhi came over, she stood in front of the couch, seeming to want to say something but hesitated.
Song Anlan waved his hand and asked the two maids to retreat.
He asked Chunzhi in a gentle voice, "What's wrong? If you have anything to say to me, feel free to say it."
"Brother," Chunzhi called him softly, "If you met someone who was a million miles below you in status and position, and they pursued you relentlessly, willing to give you everything, and you also had some feelings for them, would you sever your ties with them, or would you give it your all and give it a try?"
When Song Anlan heard this, she knew Chunzhi was talking about her and Huo Zheng.
He said to Chunzhi, "If we cut off our relationship now, we'll definitely regret it later. Try your best. It may not necessarily have a good result, but at least you won't regret it."
Song Anlan said that he knew a long time ago that he would not live long, so he would try his best in everything he did.
He said, "I know what you're afraid of, but Chunzhi, not everyone can meet their true love in this life. It's very rare that the person you like also likes you..."
Song Anlan stared at Chunzhi. He had kept Chunzhi in the Song residence for more than half a year. It was partly a calculation, but he was also three-tenths sincere towards her.
If he had met such a good girl earlier, and if he were not so weak, he would definitely have pursued her.
Song Anlan said with a wry smile, "As your brother, I naturally don't want you to get hurt, but I also hope that you can finally get married with your lover."
Chunzhi vaguely felt a hint of bitterness in Song Anlan's words, and lowered her head in silence.
"If what you are most worried about is the difference in status, then brother can help you a little... cough cough cough..." Song Anlan started coughing as he spoke.
Chunzhi hurriedly patted his back and poured him a cup of hot water.
Song Anlan took a sip of hot water to moisten her throat and continued, "Although merchant families are of low status, many of their daughters marry into wealthy families. The national treasury is now empty, and the court is troubled by this. I am willing to give half of the Song family's wealth to you as a dowry. As long as the Prince of Chang'an is sincere in marrying you, you deserve the position of Princess Chang'an."
Chunzhi raised her eyes and looked at him, "Brother..."
"Chunzhi, don't underestimate yourself." Song Anlan said, "In my brother's heart, you are... a thousand times better than the others. You are more than qualified to be a match for the Prince of Chang'an."
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