Abandoned and Rejected: Why the Whiteheads Were Together

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Seeing that Zhu Huai couldn't wake her up no matter how much she shouted, An Qing completely panicked. Seeing that everyone carried Zhu Huai away, she also followed all the way to the palace.

It has been three days since Zhu Huai woke up, the skin all over his body seemed to be peeled off, and it hurt like a fire when he moved a little.

"Come...water..."

Zhu Huai froze for a moment like the broken sound of a knife being cut on a bronze mirror, startled by his own strange voice.

The palace servants waiting at the door immediately brought tea, soaked it with a handkerchief and stuck it on Zhu Huai's lips bit by bit.

Zhu Huai saw himself wrapped in a white cloth through the eyes of the palace servants, then he closed his eyes and let out a breath.

"How long have I been sleeping, who sent me back?"

There were too many questions to ask, and the palace servants answered them one by one. Zhu Huai's eyes gradually lost their luster when they heard that the person who sent him back was a middle-aged man in armor and there was no woman in the crowd.

"Where are they?"

The palace maid immediately became embarrassed when she heard this, she frowned and complained,

"The nuns have all prepared the meals, who knew they would leave you behind, and they would not even leave your name."

This court lady is also a sensible person, seeing that Zhu Huai stopped talking, she obediently fed the water and left.

The wound was itchy and painful, but Zhu Huai wished he could stand up and look for An Qing right now.

An Qing left, as she wished, as he fulfilled.

He knew she wanted to leave, so he didn't say a word before he fell into a coma. Zhu Huai prepared for a long time, but he still couldn't say that sentence.

"Stay."

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Three years later, Jiangnan.

Today is the opening day of the tavern in the west of the city, and half of the people in the city are waiting at the door early, just waiting to drink this year's new wine.

The proprietress of the tavern is a young and beautiful woman. The only bad thing is that she is a widow with a three-year-old child by her side.

How many matchmakers wanted to introduce marriages to the proprietress, but she rejected them one by one, saying that she still misses her deceased husband in her heart, and she will guard him for the rest of her life.

But the three-year-old child didn't know what the proprietress' "dead husband" looked like, so he would grab his mother's sleeve every night and pester her to tell stories about him before he was born.

Noon was the busiest time in the tavern, An Qing came in and out to greet the guests, and Xiao Yu'er wandered out of the door without knowing where he went if he didn't pay attention.

After the meal was over, An Qing hurriedly untied her apron and was about to go out to find someone, but she didn't want to bump into a man wearing a weft just as she stepped out the door.

"Mother, mother, are you okay!"

Xiao Yu'er hurriedly threw herself in front of An Qing, her eyes widened and she tugged at the corner of An Qing's clothes.

An Qing shook her head, subconsciously apologized to the person opposite, but didn't want to get a response from that person for a long time after she spoke.

She raised her head in doubt, An Qing couldn't see the face of the man through the weft, but felt very familiar.

An Qing suddenly became vigilant, hurriedly took Xiao Yu'er behind her, and looked at the man vigilantly.

At this time, a drunken man came in from the door, half leaning on the door, staring at An Qing lewdly, and said with a sip of wine,

"Ma'am, this wine is really fragrant. Could it be that you put your bellyband in it, haha."

Embarrassment flashed across An Qing's face, and she wondered why this person was so annoying. She walked towards him quickly, intending to yell at him and drive him away, but she didn't expect a strong wind to pass behind her, and the drunk man whimpered He fell to the ground and did not move.

"Is this how you live?"

The man's voice seemed to have been smoked, An Qing turned pale for a moment, and hurriedly hid in the tavern.

She hastily locked the door and blocked the masked man from the door.

Xiao Yuer stared at An Qing curiously, not understanding why her mother was so flustered.

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