The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space-Chapter 2249: Contradictory Existence (Part 3)

That night, without being teased by Gu Qingheng, Yang Ruxin took the initiative to offer everything of herself.

In the past, she would always cry "no more," but tonight, she said nothing; instead, she clung to him time and time again, as if by draining him dry, she could keep him by her side.

Gu Qingheng felt a pang too. Those who have never tasted sweetness and happiness don’t know this feeling, but once they have, it’s unpredictable when they might let go.

He knew his girl felt troubled, but since she wouldn’t stay, he could only express his reluctance in his own way, charging forward again and again, accompanying her to reach the pinnacle together...

Though she was very, very tired, Yang Ruxin stubbornly kept her eyes open, watching him.

"Sleep," Gu Qingheng held her in his embrace.

"Sleep together."

Gu Qingheng nodded and then tugged at the quilt.

Yang Ruxin snuggled in his arms, then closed her eyes, falling asleep almost instantly.

Yet Gu Qingheng smiled, lowered his head, and kissed the woman’s forehead lightly, "Xinxin, wait for me." Then he got up and left.

In her dreams, Yang Ruxin saw the three dolls again. But this time, instead of frolicking, they seemed to be waiting for her. As soon as they saw her coming, they collectively raised their little hands and waved, then turned and lined up to run away.

"Don’t go..."

The three dolls, however, acted like they didn’t hear her, lining up and running away, their figures gradually disappearing into the mist.

"Come back..." Yang Ruxin panicked, but with a start, she opened her eyes, finding it was broad daylight, still surrounded by the lingering scent of that man, but the person himself was gone.

Yang Ruxin breathed out a sigh, not getting up, but instead laid on Gu Qingheng’s pillow. Despite the overwhelming sourness in her heart, she told herself he was doing it for the nation’s people. Yet in her mind, she couldn’t help but think of a saying: Regret teaching my husband to chase after glory.

People are indeed conflicted beings.

"Madam." Probably hearing some movements, Chai Qin spoke from outside the door, "Are you getting up?"

"Mmm." Yang Ruxin pressed down the moisture in her eyes and responded dully.

Chai Qin brought in hot water, glanced at Yang Ruxin, and could only sigh: "The General will return safely."

Yang Ruxin nodded: "I know, I just feel awful." Saying this, she got dressed, went to wash her face, and then sat in front of the dressing table.

"The General was also very upset when he left." Chai Qin helped Yang Ruxin comb her hair, "Honestly, the feelings between the General and Madam truly make one envious to the point where there’s no way to even feel jealous." It’s a kind of tacit understanding that nothing can penetrate, a kind of love that spans a millennium in just one glance; in short, it’s a beauty that can only be felt, not described.

The closer she got to the two of them, the clearer she saw their emotions, and the more ridiculous her own past seemed.

"Chai Qin, mutual affection is the most beautiful thing in the world." Yang Ruxin looked at Chai Qin through the mirror, "One day when you meet the man who keeps you in his heart, and you like him too, you will understand."

"Me?" Chai Qin chuckled bitterly, "I am just a servant, I..."

"To me, a servant is also a person." Yang Ruxin smiled.

"Then I’ll try."

"Well, if it’s your fate, you can’t stop it." Yang Ruxin raised her hand to pat Chai Qin’s back of the hand, "As long as you don’t degrade yourself."

Chai Qin nodded with a smile.