Doomsday disaster, she went crazy after awakening

Chapter 197 Your favorite Bai Yueguang came to you pregnant with someone else's baby. Why are you crying? 4
Before Xu Zimo had a chance to see the noble queen.

Her eyes were firmly locked on an angry figure - it was Zhao Wuji.

His usually deep and elusive face was now red with anger.

Zhao Wuji stepped forward, and every step seemed to be stepping on Xu Zimo's heart. The heavy footsteps echoed in the air accompanied by his anger.

His gaze was like two sharp blades, piercing Xu Zimo's heart.

"You, a despicable maid, how dare you touch my Liu'er!"

Zhao Wuji's voice was cold and full of majesty, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Xu Zimo's heart trembled. She knew that Zhao Wuji's anger was not directed at her, but because of her little maid Xiao Tao's beating of Liu'er.

However, in Zhao Wuji's eyes, this was an unforgivable sin.

"Xu Zimo, I have been doting on you all these years, all because of Liu'er.

You should be grateful instead of allowing your maid to misbehave! "

Every word that Zhao Wuji said was like a heavy hammer hitting Xu Zimo's heart.

Xu Zimo felt cold in her heart. She understood that Zhao Wuji was not here to visit her, but to vent his anger on Liu Er.

Although his anger was directed at Xiao Tao, he was actually slapping her in the face, causing her to lose all face in front of everyone.

Zhao Wuji's anger was as fierce as a violent storm, and his eyes spurted out blazing rage, as if he was going to set the entire palace on fire.

He clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out, and every blood vessel seemed to be beating with endless anger.

He gritted his teeth and shouted sharply word for word: "Come here, drag this bitch down and give her a fifty-pound blow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several burly guards rushed forward like hungry wolves. They roughly grabbed Xiaotao's slender arms and dragged her down mercilessly.

Xiao Tao's cry echoed in the empty palace, her voice full of panic and helplessness.

Xu Zimo stood aside, watching all this happen, her heart was twisting like a knife.

Although I had expected such a result, when I actually saw Xiao Tao being treated like this, I couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness in my heart.

She recalled that in order to get rid of Zhao Wuji's entanglement, she had to make a deal even if she gave up her soul.

Now it seems that this man is really a ruthless person. He only has his own interests in mind and does not care about the life and death of others.

Xu Zimo's heart was filled with anger and helplessness. She knew that she could not change the situation and could only watch Xiao Tao suffer.

Xu Zimo's heart sank to the bottom, as if being swallowed by endless darkness.

At this moment, Xu Zimo's heart was filled with resentment towards Zhao Wuji and sympathy for Xiao Tao.

She vowed that one day, she would make this man pay the price he deserved and seek justice for Xiao Tao.

In the splendid palace, Xiao Tao's petite figure was trampled under the feet of two burly guards, looking so helpless and fragile.

This sudden scene made Xu Zimo's eyes instantly turn cold as ice.

He strode forward with a cold and firm voice: "Get your feet off Xiaotao's hand!"

Zhao Wuji stood aside, his eyes falling on Xu Zimo's frown.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xu Zimo's brow. The action should have been full of tenderness, but his expression looked indifferent and distant, as if this was just a habitual action for him as an emperor.

"My noble concubine, although Liu'er does not have a prominent family background or a noble status, I am willing to support her, and you cannot bully her." Zhao Wuji's voice was calm and firm, as if he was saying an undoubted fact.

Xu Zimo's heart tightened. She knew that Zhao Wuji loved Liu Er, but she didn't expect that he would favor that woman so directly.

Even the original person had never been treated like this before.

Xu Zimo took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to embarrass Liu'er on purpose. It's just that the palace maid offended her first, so I have to teach her a lesson." Xu Zimo's tone was a bit aggrieved and helpless.

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly, but there was no warmth in his smile: "Your Majesty, I missed Liu Er when I was young, and now that we have found her again, I will never let her suffer any injustice again."

Xu Zimo sneered in her heart, she understood Zhao Wuji's determination and persistence.

What does missing out mean?

Then she is obviously married to the former prince!
Now when I bring someone in front of me, I feel so affectionate.

Xu Zimo tried to stay calm: "Since Your Majesty values ​​Liu Er so much, I should give in.

I just hope that your majesty can distinguish right from wrong and not let any further misunderstandings occur between my concubine and Liu Er. "

Zhao Wuji nodded, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "I am very pleased that your concubine can understand the general situation so well.

I will take care of it all, you don't have to worry. "

Xu Zimo nodded lightly, knowing that she had nothing to say.

Zhao Wuji stood there, looking deeply into the distance, as if he was really thinking about how to balance the entanglement between the two women.

In fact, if you look carefully, you can see the coolness in his eyes.

The palace, shrouded in darkness, was filled with solemnity and silence.

Zhao Wuji stood in the splendid palace, his eyes cold, as if he wanted to freeze everything around him.

His voice was cold and powerful, like frost in the cold wind, making people shiver.

"If you are not convinced and want to challenge my bottom line, then just give it a try."

His tone was full of unquestionable authority, as if he was telling an unchangeable fact.

His gaze was directed at Xu Zimo. Although Xu Zimo looked indifferent at this time, he could not hide the stubbornness in his heart.

Zhao Wuji didn't care at all whether Liu Er came to provoke Xu Zimo first.

In his eyes, Liu'er is his woman and the person he wants to protect.

He couldn't bear to see Liu'er shed a tear. The helplessness and grievance were enough to make him furious and want to trample the whole world under his feet.

He turned around to leave, but before leaving, he inadvertently glanced at the delicate purse on the table.

It was made by the original person herself, with fine stitching and exquisite patterns. Every detail reveals her care and love.

However, at this moment, it was lying alone on the table, as if it was also telling its original grievances and helplessness.

Zhao Wuji turned his eyes to Xu Zimo and looked at her scarred fingers. Those scars seemed to tell his stubbornness and persistence.

However, in Zhao Wuji's eyes, these are not important.

The important thing is that he cannot let Liu'er get any harm. Anyone who challenges his bottom line will pay a heavy price.

He glanced at Xu Zimo contemptuously, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and mocked: "You are really clumsy, you'd better stop embroidering."

The words were full of disdain and contempt, as if they were mocking Xu Zimo's incompetence.

Looking back on the past, Zao Wou-Ki would always proudly say to his original self: "Other men wear clothes made by their own wives, and I want them too."

At that time, he always looked at the original body expectantly, with longing shining in his eyes.

However, the original person grew up on horseback in the military camp. She is good at martial arts and catching thieves. She is agile and powerful.

However, when it comes to embroidery work, it is as difficult as asking her to pick the stars in the sky.

Whenever she picked up needle and thread, she was always so clumsy that people couldn't help but laugh out loud. But Zhao Wuji was a stubborn person. He talked for a long time, and finally got the original Xu Zimo to grit his teeth and agree.

At that moment, the smile on his face was as bright as the sun, as if he had seen himself wearing clothes made by his original body, Xu Zimo, showing off in front of everyone.

Now, the purse has been embroidered but has not been sent out in time.

The original body is gone.

Zhao Wuji also suddenly changed his mind and said he didn't want it anymore!

This made Xu Zimo feel a sense of inexplicable loss and anger.

The original person had worked so hard to embroider for so long just to be able to fulfill Zhao Wuji's wish, but he gave up so easily!

Women really can't be trusted too much.

The one who pays everything first is definitely the loser!
"What is fake is fake after all, Xu Zimo, you must face reality and recognize this!" Zhao Wuji's voice was cold and firm, like a sharp sword piercing Xu Zimo's heart.

Xu Zimo was silent, but the turmoil in his heart was like an ocean.

She pinched her palms tightly, fearing that if she couldn't help it, she would punch him.

"You are so shameless!" Xu Zimo finally couldn't help but speak, his voice trembling and angry.

I thought of the innocent and kind-hearted woman who once lovingly embroidered purses for Zao Wou-Ki, but I didn't expect that she would be ridiculed like this now.

"Obviously you want this purse yourself, so I went to great lengths to embroider it for you."

Xu Zimo's tone was filled with sadness and anger, as if he wanted to pour out all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

However, in Zhao Wuji's eyes, this was just a joke.

When Zhao Wuji heard this, the mocking look in his eyes became even stronger.

He sneered, and the corners of his mouth curved into a sarcastic arc.

Xu Zimo stared at the figure quietly, and she accidentally caught a tiny detail from the corner of her eye.

Xu Zimo's eyes gradually moved down and landed on Zhao Wuji's waist, where a brand-new purse hung with bright colors and fine embroidery.

Her heart moved. This purse was exactly the same as Liu'er's.

Zhao Wuji did not notice Xu Zimo's gaze. He walked calmly, as if he was immersed in his own world.

Xu Zimo looked at the purse and felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

She understood that Zhao Wuji still wanted his woman to embroider the things he wore with her own hands.

However, this feeling no longer belongs to the original person, let alone Xu Zimo!

Xu Zimo Shen quickly calmed down the turmoil in his heart.

She understood that she was just the soul that occupied this body, a tool.

But the original body's emotions surged in like a tide, making her unable to resist.

She felt a sense of loss, as if something was slowly withdrawing from her heart, and as Zhao Wuji's back gradually receded, it became increasingly blurry.

She closed her eyes and tried to suppress the emotion.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he found that the corners of his eyes were wet.

She knew that this was the original person's emotions, but she couldn't resist.

Xu Zimo could only bear the pain silently, and at the same time silently told himself in his heart that all this would pass.

"Oh? Are you looking at this?" Zhao Wuji reached out and touched the purse tied around his waist: "This is what Liu'er embroidered for me. It's thousands of times better than yours."

That wasn't the end yet, Zhao Wuji pointed his finger at Xu Zimo's face: "Do you think no matter how good you are in embroidery, you can hide your true face as a fake?"

Zao Wuji sneered and threw his wallet to the ground: "Fake things will always be fake. No matter how hard you try, you can't change this fact."

Xu Zimo caught the purse and felt a sting in his heart.

She looked at Zhao Wuji's cold and mocking eyes, and the anger and unwillingness in her heart were like blazing flames, almost engulfing her.

She knew that this was the original emotion.

Obviously, he was angry at Zhao Wuji's shameless words.

Even Xu Zimo, a tool man, couldn't help but beat this Zhao Wuji, let alone the original one!

Xu Zimo took a deep breath and tried to calm down the emotions in his heart.

She knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm and not let anger get to her head.

"Zhao Wuji, you are wrong." Xu Zimo's voice was calm and firm, "Although I embroidered this purse, it represents not only my heart, but also my persistence and expectations for the past.

You can laugh at its value, but you can't deny its significance. "

"Joke! I am the emperor, and if I say it is meaningless, then this thing is worthless!" Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, as if he was surprised by Xu Zimo's words.

He looked at Xu Zimo again, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

But he is the emperor, how can he be manipulated by a woman.

Therefore, what Zhao Wuji said left no room at all.

"..."

All I can say is that Zhao Wuji is really ruthless.

Even what you say is worthless.

The figure of Zhao Wuji turning around and leaving, like a dead leaf swept down by the autumn wind, gradually disappeared from Xu Zimo's sight.

However, when he left, he also took away Liu'er, whose face was already swollen and she didn't notice.

The determination and coldness left by Zhao Wuji were like the sharp tip of a knife, piercing deeply into Xu Zimo's heart, making her heart turbulent and unable to calm down for a long time.

The corners of Zhao Wuji's clothes fluttered in the wind until they disappeared at the majestic palace gate.

That door was like an insurmountable gap, completely cutting him off from Xu Zimo's world.

Xu Zimo stood there, tears welling up in her eyes, and she rubbed her eyes hard.

However, when she spread her hands, she found that the tears had slipped silently down the back of her hands, cold and moist.

But my heart felt relaxed.

Sad, no more.

Suffocated, gone.

Feelings no longer exist!
The original body finally gave up completely!

Xu Zimo picked up the purse, looked at it, and then ordered: "Come here, bring a stove. It's getting cold, and I want to warm myself up!"

"Yes!"

The palace man hurriedly went to do it.

Just now, the imperial concubine and the emperor had a quarrel, and Xiao Tao was beaten, but it frightened the palace ladies!
I was afraid that the emperor would chop down the whole palace if he got angry!