Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 240 Confession.
Jiang Jing wei's heart was as if it was back in pieces.
The face was still firmly on Ziaruo's head, with his chin touching the tip of his head.
The woman in the arms was still silent, as if she did not understand what the husband was thinking.
However, as all the hope Jing wanted slowly faded, the soft voice from within the embrace made the body freeze.
''Alright..... This woman will pick up Weiyun.''
Jing still couldn't believe her hearing.
But whatever, if it's about kindness even though it's a dream, he'll believe it as reality.
And for what he heard just now is the truth, how will he deny hearing.
Jiang Jing's heart was filled with happiness.
Her thin lips curved beautifully, without her noticing.
It turned out that it was as simple as obtaining happiness, not thrones and possessions alone.
An agreement on a request, in fact an embodied beauty, the greatest happiness he feels now.
Ziaruo paused for a moment before finally returning to his words.
"But there's one thing this woman has to say before."
Jiang Jing wei who had been filled with happiness, upon Ziaruo's availability returned to him, quickly replied. "Whatever it is Yun, you may ask for it. Just tell me what you want."
Jing reflexively took off a hug and carried Ziaruo right in front of her.
Now with positions facing each other, the man can also see the look of the face and a speck of anxiety there.
Although, Jing misunderstood Ziaruo's words, as a condition for his return, it did not make the woman feel astonished.
Ziaruo stared back at the enthusiastic Jing, as well as his well-attached hearing.
She hesitated for a moment, and tried to choose the right delivery, for her husband.
''This is not anyone's fault, or for whatever sake He is not allowed to blame others, especially Weiyun.''
The voice paused for a moment, the woman stared and tried to look at the reaction of the figure in front of her now.
And sure enough, despite a glance the two eyebrows Jiang Jing wei furrowed for a moment.
A second later, his appearance returned to normal.
Ziaruo took a slightly long breath, and began to open his lips again. "This woman is now not much different from other women.
When it came to Yincang after the battle at that time, the condition of this body can no longer control, as well as keep the baby from the turning point of its own strength."
Ziaruo increasingly stared fixedly at Jiang Jing wei's bead eyes.
With her losing the ability to see other people's thoughts, the more she was curious about Jing's responses and thoughts.
Especially for today and for what he is saying.
The woman, will not give a chance to him, if there is a little feeling of surrender, disappointed even pity for his condition now.
He just wants concern and sincerity for the affection of the figure in front of him.
Not for pity or humiliation for coercion.
In Ziaruo's heart and mind, he never felt bad for anything that had happened to him.
However, he also wanted to make sure that Jing also thought similarly.
Although, he had lost his magical abilities, and had perfectly become an ordinary human figure.
Unnecessary for the rest of the time he had, next to the figure of a merciful man, and considered himself with a pitiful look.
He just wants to get the treatment he deserves, as a wife without compromising the respect he has received as before.
"Maybe there will be many things that need your help.
And in the future, this woman will often be injured and troublesome.''
And if that happened, he had planned to remain settled, as well as keep Weiyun in Yincang until his last day came.
''This woman was no longer a goddess figure with the destiny of the Phoenix. Only ordinary humans are the same as the concubines in the palace within His Majesty."
Ziaruo slowly opened his left sleeve.
It shows a picture that resembles a Phoenix bird, which was originally golden, now turns brownish red.
''I had given up everything to look after Weiyun at that moment. And of course everything is worth it.
In fact, if time is turned back this woman will not think twice to do the same thing...."
Ziaruo had yet to finish his words, a tight hug re-embraced the body.
"I love you Yun. I've always loved you, from the first time we met until now.
It's not about what you bring and have.
I don't care about everything. In fact, if this body and soul are separate, and this emperor is sure, forever this heart only has you.''
''He Jiang Jing wei's figure with Zhanglei's heart, will always belong to Ziayun.
And Ziaruo will always be his Ziayun.'' Continue in silence.
The voice, as well as the deep-feeling speech from Jing's lips, warmed Ziaruo's heart.
Slowly he closed his eyes, and from the corner of the eye it flowed a smooth clear circle.
''I love whatever you are. Whoever Ziaruo is, she will always be the only woman who owns the heart of this emperor." Jing continued again.
''She and this woman, will serve you as a full-fledged wife, even if it is only limited to this life." Sahut Ziaruo in heart.
Either it was because of her who had turned into a figure just now.
Or because it had touched the sincerity of Jiang Jing wei, Again Ziaruo felt a picture of happiness for his current life.
........................
Leaving couples who are strengthening each other, as well as various affections at the inn.
And switch in the middle of another city, precisely in a city that is behind a small foothill forest.
A man in clothes who displayed a figure as a student, was twisting a teacup on the table.
Moving the small object, like a toy that is rolling twisting in any direction, according to the instructions of the finger of the man.
''So he is now in the inn. Is there anything else?.'' He said still in a calm tone.
''As expected, it seemed like the woman was not someone with a simple background, from the servant's observation, the inn had been closed to another guest two days earlier.''
The guard man stopped talking, he stood up and handed him a piece of paper he had taken from behind his shirt.
''Although who did that cannot be confirmed, the status of the inn owner can be guessed who the person is.''
After handing over the paper, the guard man lowered his head again, previously rewinding his body two steps back.
It is able to guess that the man in front of him, who is called the heir, has a position that cannot be seen one eye.
''Oh..Interesting, the more I find out the more interested I am.'' He said with a faint smile on his lips.
''Don't do anything, just observe. If as we know, maybe now the presence of the shadow guards, have been realized by them.''
''Okay, the waiter understands." The guard replied, before darting away from there.
Leaving the sturdy figure of the heir, with the cup still crackling, twisted at the behest of his fingers.
''Baidu, is he the famous Ziaruo?.''
The speech, ejected from the lips of the Xia heir smoothly, in an empty room.
But a second later, a shadow appeared out of nowhere, and calmly answered the question. ''It could explain everything clearly to the heir."
"You're right, if it was him everything would be possible. A figure with such beauty, could only be his figure.''