Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 179 Your Highness, I Will
Through the skin, she can clearly feel the thin calluses on her fingertips, she can also feel the cool temperature in the palm, and even more...

His movements are gentle.

No, who is he?
He is a man!

Zhao Xiwei suddenly opened his eyes.

"You're awake." A cold voice sounded.

"Ah...you?" Zhao Xiwei looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"it's me."

His expression was flat, his eyes were as deep as the stars in the night sky, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Zhao Xi froze for a moment, then rubbed his eyes again.

Only then did the eyes slowly fall on him.

He was wearing a plain gauze white dress, and his hair was tied up casually with a white ribbon. He looked extraordinarily handsome and elegant, like the white snow on the branches of plum blossoms, exuding a spotless cleanliness and brightness.

Zhao Xiwei had never seen him dressed so casually.

I was stunned for a while.

She stared at him blankly for a while, then slowly turned her eyes to the whole room.

This is a very bright bedroom.

The indoor windows are bright and clean, with beige screens swaying in the wind.

There are a few red plum trees outside the window, the breeze is coming, the flowers and branches are swaying, and the shadows of the scattered flowers are reflected on the window screen, which has a kind of beauty of clouds and fog.

She looked back again, looking at the bed curtain.

It is a very precious fabric.

Thin as a flap and expensive.

She was in a trance for a moment, and her brain was in a vacuum where she couldn't think.

So he asked the doubts in his heart: "Where is this...?"

He looked at her peacefully, and said lightly, "East Palace."

"Eastern Palace?" Zhao Xiwei murmured, his pupils suddenly trembled: "Eastern Palace!?"

She is in the East Palace? ?
How could she be in the East Palace?

Memories of last night flooded into my mind like a flood.

Zhao Mansion, injury, escape, blood, heavy rain, long street, corner...

So, it was Li Xuanye who saved her?
Her eyes widened in disbelief: "Your Highness, aren't you...going to provide disaster relief?"

"Yes, His Highness just arrived in Taiyuan, and received—"

Yuan Ce was full of joy, and walked in holding a bowl of decoction.

"What did you receive?" Zhao Xiwei asked.

"Ah, this!" The smile on Yuan Ce's face became brighter.

He has been by his master's side for so many years, and this is the first time he sees his master so anxious for a woman.

He was so anxious that he braved the storm and hurried back to Chang'an.

Hey, how should I tell Miss Zhao this scene accurately?

Yuan Ce tried his best to organize his words, but he heard Li Xuanye cough lightly.

The smile on his face froze immediately, and he changed into a serious expression: "Miss Zhao, your medicine is ready."

Suddenly my hand was empty.

Li Xuanye took the medicine bowl and said without leaving a trace, "I came back after receiving some news."

"Is it about Mipu?" Zhao Xiwei's eyes darkened, thinking of his father's injury.

"No, it's Gu..." Yuan Ce stood aside empty-handed, and was about to say, "It's Dr. Gu who said you're in danger," but he felt a cold gaze cast over his head, accompanied by a stress-intensive voice: " Ok?"

Yuan Ce met his master's iceberg-like face, subconsciously placed his right hand on his waist, touched the empty money bag, and suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

Forget it, forget it, it’s thankless!

Yuan Ce smiled sheepishly: "This subordinate will resign."

Zhao Xiwei was puzzled: "Your Highness... you?"

Li Xuanye looked like he didn't want to say more: "Drink the medicine first."

Zhao Xiwei was a little hesitant. He had already scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her lips.

"I, I, I will come by myself!" Zhao Xiwei was a little flattered, Li Xuanye glanced at her, and without further words, he handed the bowl to her.

She took the bowl respectfully, without using a spoon, just held it and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Xuanye was very satisfied with her performance, and her face softened a lot unconsciously.

He took the empty bowl and put it on the table next to him, and then explained to her briefly: "I went to the Zhao Mansion first last night, but I didn't see you, so I went out to look for you. At dawn, I found you in a corner. you."

He paused, his tone hesitant: "Tell me that you don't have a home."

These words were originally to explain to her why he brought her back to the East Palace.

Unexpectedly, it touched the pain in Zhao Xiwei's heart.

Her eyes dimmed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, fluttering like a black butterfly, casting a thick black shadow under her eyes.

Seeing that she was silent, he said again: "Don't worry, I will give you justice."

"I..." Zhao Xiwei's throat felt hot, and a faint water welled up in his eyes.

Because of the rain last night, she said with a heavy nasal voice, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Li Xuanye did not speak.

The rice shop caught fire, and Zhao Ziyi was injured and unconscious. The combination of these two incidents made the current situation very difficult.

If you want to do a good job in disaster relief, you can no longer fight against the Queen Mother.

But if you follow the queen mother, Wang Fanguan must be reinstated...

Li Xuanye frowned slightly.

Knowing that this was a game set up by the queen mother, he couldn't stand by.

Zhao Xiwei is not a particularly important woman to him.

As the prince of the East Palace, he was raised by the emperor himself since he was a child, and he began to assist in the government affairs at the age of twelve or thirteen.

His steadiness of mind is comparable to others.

He is very clear about the importance of Jiangshan and beauties.

It's one thing to be important, it's another to be manipulated.

The queen mother has tasted the sweetness, and will only intensify the suppression of the courtiers who oppose her in the future.

This kind of ending was the last thing he wanted to see.

There was a long silence, during which a palace maid gently opened the door and came in, took a cup of freshly stewed bird's nest and put it on the table, then tiptoely took away the empty bowl, and refilled the teapot with hot tea by the way.

Zhao Xiwei was so nervous that a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Although the maid's rules are very good, she never looked sideways from the beginning to the end, but no matter how she thinks about it, she feels as if she is sitting on pins and needles.

After the palace maid gently closed the palace door, Li Xuanye opened his mouth again.

His voice was deep and powerful, yet inexplicably more gentle.

"Zhao Xiwei." He called, "Would you like to follow me?"

"Ah?" Zhao Xiwei stared at him blankly, unable to react for a while.

He stared at her and said in a very solemn tone: "If you haven't thought about it, you can think about it slowly."

Zhao Xi lowered his head slightly.

"Or—" he paused, and said calmly, "If you don't want to, I can secretly arrange someone to be by your side to protect you secretly."

Hearing him say such words so calmly, Zhao Xiwei's ears suddenly burned.

Her head was hanging lower and lower, Li Xuanye glanced slightly, and just saw her fair ears, which were gradually dyed a layer of red like sunset.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched slightly, but he didn't reveal it. He just stood up with a flick of his sleeves and said, "It's not good for you to stay here for too long. I will arrange someone to take you back later."

(End of this chapter)