Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 833 I already knew it

Such a close look at each other is not unfamiliar to her, but it is different from any previous time. This time, there is no ambiguity, no fascination, and some are just cold.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, and the wheels of the wagon wheel echoed, making the long street seem extraordinarily empty. Occasionally passing by a wine shop, the lanterns for inviting guests were raised and shaken, so that a ray of dark red light shone inside the car.

When it landed between his brows, it turned into a touch of bloodthirsty red for no reason.

As if stung by the blood, Zhao Xiwei turned his eyes away, but in this quiet and dark carriage, his aura was so obvious, with a strong sense of oppression, he approached her heavily without saying a word.

Zhao Xiwei didn't dare to move, as if he was pressed by a boulder, no, to be precise, he was frozen by an iceberg.Her lips, her eyebrows, and her eyes were all condensed into frost, facing him without blinking.

Li Xuanye looked at her coldly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, reaching down into the skirt.

Zhao Xi frowned slightly, there was obvious resistance on her face, but she didn't yell or push away, she just froze and let his hands caress her legs.

The temperature of his fingertips came from the skin, which was slightly cool, like fresh snow on the branches. He moved extremely slowly, inch by inch, and every time he slid down a little, her body became a little colder.

Zhao Xi turned his head slightly and looked out of the car window. The night was coming to an end, and the mountains were like ink, waving layers in front of her, presenting a hazy haze that seemed real and unreal.

until--

Pain in foot.

Turning his head stiffly, he saw his ankle was tightly bound by him and held tightly in his hands. He bent over to look at her, his cold eyes were tinged with murderous intent.

With a chuckle, he moved his hand to take off her shoes.

Zhao Xi pursed his lips slightly.

He paused and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Zhao Xiwei's eyes dimmed, and it was difficult for him to give her the chance to beg for mercy before he made a move, but how could she beg for mercy?
She hid such important evidence on her body, but she refused to tell him that he was responsible for the accident, so how could she beg for mercy?
He didn't give her too much time to refuse.

With just a blink of an eye, he pinched the sole of her shoe with his fingers and took it off lightly.

"pat"

The shoes fell to the ground, and the pearls on them fell on the wooden floor of the carriage, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

In response to that, there was also the brocade pouch—the brocade pouch that escaped three raids under the eyes of the emperor, just fell down.

She was wearing a twelve-panel green skirt, the hem of which spread out like blooming lotus leaves, and the bright red brocade pouch was lying quietly on the hem of the skirt.

Green lining red, so not dazzling.

What was more dazzling than this was his squinted eyes, which were like sharp arrows, piercing through her disguise accurately.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, forming a smile that was not a smile, and looked at her quietly, as if he was waiting for her to take the initiative to explain everything.

There was a silent murderous aura in the air.

Zhao Xiwei looked at him without exclaiming or struggling, and with a resigned attitude, he greeted the upcoming life-and-death contest.

Compared with the movement of taking off his shoes, his next movement was extremely slow.

I saw him stretch out his hand slowly, pick up the kit bag slowly, and then slowly untie the knot, and then maintain this speed, slowly take out the things inside, and then——

lost.

Zhao Xiwei looked at him, neither avoiding nor going to pick it up, and let the bloody book fall on his chest.

She was so calm, but there was a touch of sadness in her heart.

For myself, but also for him.

They've come this far after all.

Between them, there had been laughter, sweetness, noise, separation, breaks, but she had been trying her best not to turn into hatred.

But now this moment is still here.

After looking at each other for a while, he suddenly reached out to her: "Get up."

Zhao Xi looked at him slightly, and then at the side, only to realize that he was half lying on the ground.

She hesitated for a moment, but still put her hand in his palm—the crossbar in the carriage hurt her lower back, and if she wanted to kill him, cut him to pieces, or question him, he had to sit up first.

As soon as his fingers touched his palm, he tightened them suddenly, and then pulled them along the way, and the two of them were immediately out of position.

Zhao Xiwei was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

"You..." She looked at him in astonishment, and then she half straightened her waist and prepared to distance herself, but he pressed her lips all of a sudden.

Li Xuanye was sitting in the car, holding her hand tightly, looking up at her with cold but clear eyes.

Zhao Xiwei's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

It's such a time, why is he looking at her like this?Do you need to be gentle and appease before you silence?He is not such a soft-hearted master.

However, on another thought, if it wasn't for his soft heart, she would have died in the palace tonight.

After a long time, he finally spoke first, his tone was flat but calm——

"Don't hide from me in the future, you should know that nothing can hide from me."

Zhao Xi was startled slightly, but in the next moment, he became clear again: Of course he knew everything, including the contents of the blood book, otherwise how could Suyu deceive the emperor by pretending to be fake?

She opened her mouth, feeling her throat was slightly dry: "When did you know?"

"I knew it a long time ago."

Zhao Xiwei was startled again: "Very early? How early?"

Li Xuanye didn't speak.

Zhao Xi bit her lips slightly, and suddenly a boundless emotion spread from the bottom of her heart. She couldn't tell whether it was sadness or what, she only knew that she tried her best to hide it from him, for fear that she would accidentally reveal her flaws, which would lead to the relationship between the two of them. The individual becomes life and death, no, to be precise, she dies alone.

It's ridiculous that she is restless day and night because of this, and she doesn't know how to eat because of it, but what kind of thoughts does he have in his mind, seeing her running around like a caged animal?
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he suddenly frowned: "It's not what you think."

The expression of the person in the arms was condensed: "What's going on?"

The voice was already a bit crying, and Li Xuanye felt a sudden tug in his heart.

She is not a person who loves to cry in front of others. Even if she met the queen mother in battle and was traced by the emperor, she would bear it all by herself.

But when facing him, she still has a vulnerable side.

He squeezed her palm lightly, and said, "Do you still remember that you had a sudden cold in the East Palace?"

"Remember." Zhao Xi nodded slightly, then was taken aback suddenly: "You knew it at that time?"

"Of course not." Li Xuanye said, "At that time, Gu Hansu couldn't find out your illness, so I became suspicious and asked someone to investigate Shen Yuqing..."

Zhao Xiwei heard him speak slowly, and was surprised to find that his reaction to this matter was completely opposite to what she expected.

His tone was light and his expression was calm: "...A lot of letters were found out, which belonged to her and Zhao Ziyi."

"My mother and my father? They have been communicating?"

Zhao Xiwei was shocked by this news. Didn't Zhao Ziyi always know the existence of her daughter?Then why did her mother go to great pains to let her stage a sedan chair confession?What is their purpose in doing this?
(End of this chapter)