Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 168
The pupils that are as gentle as the vast starry sky seem to contain all his actions silently, and they will never know how wronged they are.

However, what is it...

After all, he was spoiled and didn't know how to cherish him.

So that the beauty and tenderness of the past will never be seen again.

Never see you again.

Cang Hanyu opened his eyes, his eyes filled with loneliness, thinking over and over again, what should he do?
This was the first real cold war in the 15 years since he brought her by his side... No, it wasn't really a cold war.

He didn't have a cold war.

He also didn't have the confidence to fight her coldly.

He knew in his heart that she might not be very happy at this time, but he never dared to force her into the palace with imperial edicts again.

Perhaps only Hei Ye knew how much he wanted to see her, talk to her, and feel her breath by his side... He closed his eyes, but there was only a cold and lonely surrounding around him.

Like the remorse of countless nights, like the uneasiness that lingers in my heart every day and night for the past 15 years.

This day, after all, has come.

"It's getting late, the emperor should go to bed earlier." Pei Hai's voice sounded cautiously in the hall, "Mr. Xiang's temper is not very good. It should be because of your behavior that you hurt yourself last night, but in the final analysis Isn't it because you feel sorry for the emperor? After a few days, the little ancestor's anger subsides, and naturally nothing will happen."

Angry at his self-harm?
Cang Hanyu was slightly startled, silently looking at his hands with his eyes closed.

Will she still feel sorry for him?
These words seemed to have quietly ignited a small cluster of hopes in his heart, but more of them were still uncertain and apprehensive, like a small boat driving on the lake, being blown to one side or another by the bitter north wind, facing the danger of sinking and drowning at any time. destiny.

Unable to save themselves, they can only wait for God to take care of them.

Ridiculous, isn't it?
The emperor who ruled the fate of the common people in the world was praying for God's mercy at this time.

Is it a kind of sadness to be the emperor for his part?

Pei Hai frowned, and couldn't help but want to pray to God for mercy.

Nan Xiang and the emperor were born to torture each other.

Obviously two people who like each other.

In the eyes of the emperor, Nan Xiang was the only one. No matter whether they were men or women, no matter how valuable their status or how beautiful they were, they were all regarded as air, and they didn't give alms out of the corner of their eyes.

Nan Xiang was the same, in front of other people he was either indifferent or aloof, or sleepy and loose, as if he never wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't help but care about the emperor.

The alienation on the surface could not conceal the concern for the emperor in his heart.

But I don't know what's going on, but I just don't want to enter the palace, so people can't figure it out or guess it.

Now it is even more unknown why the two actually staged a scene of falling in love and killing each other in Zichen Palace... oh no, they fell in love and self-mutilated.

The emperor mutilated himself, and Nan Xiang also mutilated himself.

Share the pain, share the blood.

Is this a different kind of love?
Well, he probably can't understand the way the emperor expresses his love, but what can the emperor do without eating, sleeping or talking?
As the personal chief executive, how should he persuade him?
Pei Hai also felt anxious for a while.

Long night.

This is the first time since Cang Han Yu came to the throne three years ago, he sat alone until dawn.

When it was getting dark outside, Pei Hai, who had been standing withered all night, bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty..."

"It's morning time?" Cang Hanyu raised his eyes and looked outside the gray hall, his cold voice became a little hoarse, "Change your clothes."

(End of this chapter)