Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 2031

[Chapter 2031 Deep Palace Sake Peach Blossom Drunk (5)]

After Lan Lingqian married into Rong’s mansion, the smile on Rong Muling’s face increased a bit.

Sometimes when passing her by, he could no longer avoid it, but instead would nod towards him and occasionally ask a few words.

The original owner was always very happy because of his one or two words, and sometimes even thought that if he would come and say one or two more words to her every day, it would be a kind of satisfaction for her.

In the Rong Mansion, Rong Muling can give Lan Lingqian ninety-nine percent of his love, as long as he leaves one percent for her.

Unfortunately, the truth is… She doesn’t even have one percent.

Lan Lingqian became pregnant in the second month after marrying Rong Muling. Rong Muling was overjoyed and hosted a banquet to welcome his first child.

At that moment, the original owner was sitting on the high seat, drinking cup after cup of her favorite peach blossom drunk, cold tears fell uncontrollably, wet the red makeup on her face.

Seeing Rong Mu listen to softly say this to Lan Lingqian, sometimes stroking her belly, and sometimes brushing the hair on her forehead with his slender fingertips, his eyes are full of doting.

The original owner was very envious, but could do nothing.

She is an outsider who has never been an outsider in Rong Muling’s life.

Once upon a time, she also thought about leaving like this. Leaving Rong’s mansion, go to a barren mountain, plant a mountain full of peach blossoms, brew a little wine occasionally, and drink a cup of peach blossoms to get drunk.

But…she still doesn’t want to leave Rong Muling’s side.

Even if she just looked at him from a distance, even if his sweet talk and affection did not belong to her. She is also willing to stay by his side, guarding the pot of peach blossoms in the empty room, enjoying it as much as she likes.

Unfortunately, the more you take a step back in this world, the more others will take a step forward.

Even if you just look at each other from a distance and never get close, the caring people will still not let you go.

In their eyes, you are just a cannon fodder, just a pawn.

When Lan Lingqian was three months pregnant, Rong’s mansion caught fire inexplicably, and a whole pear tree disappeared.

The servants discussed that the fire might have something to do with the original owner, because they had seen the original owner go to Lihuayuan alone that night.

Rong Muling was a little angry, after all, it was Lan Lingqian’s favorite pear blossom, and now he was burned up, so he was naturally unhappy.

Then, he ordered in the mansion that no other potted pickings and bouquets should appear in the mansion before the pear garden was re-established.

The lonely pot of peach blossoms that originally belonged to the original owner was taken away by the servants just like that.

At that time, the aunt in the mansion told her that since she decided not to fight for anything, just a pot of peach blossoms, forget it!

Seeing her tearful eyes, Auntie felt sorry for her from the bottom of her heart.

In the end, the original owner handed over the pot of peach blossoms that had been planted for three years with trembling hands.

Hearing a ‘bang’, the butler smashed it to pieces outside the door.

Some pain can go directly to the atrium through layers of blood. But she didn’t know that the real pain hadn’t come yet.

When Lan Lingqian was six months pregnant, Rong Mu called the original owner to the room where she was staying when Rong Mu was listening to a business trip in another place.

It was originally Rong Muling’s room, the largest room in the entire Rong Mansion. There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the air, and the surrounding lights are brightly lit.

Lan Lingqian sat on the soft couch, looked at her with a small smile, and called her sister to invite her to drink tea.

There are traces of Rong Muling’s existence in many places in the room, the pen and ink on the desk, the clothes hanging on the door curtain.

Looking at these scenes, she felt breathless, lowered her head, and drank the tea in her hand.

[End of This Chapter]