The reborn prostitute will turn the sky

Chapter 827 Weird Dream ([-])
Looking at her in the sunset, there is always a smile on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes have long been indifferent. She is talented, but she already has the vicissitudes of an 80-year-old.

What kind of torture would have turned her into this appearance? He always remembered that when she went back to the palace, she wore a palace dress that she had never worn before, and she looked very restrained.

Someone laughed at her, and she felt very wronged, so she ran to cry to herself: "Ah Cheng, I hate this place to death, take me away."

But at that time, he didn't agree. He took her hand and said to her: "Xiaocha, we can't leave. You are the emperor's daughter now, and you are a relative of the emperor. Wherever you go, people will watch you. , is to move your head, do you want to die in the hands of others?"

Startled by his words, the girl stopped crying, looked up at him, seemed a little disbelieving, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

Duan Muze nodded and said affirmatively: "Really, Xiaocha, we can't leave. If you back down, I don't know how many people will die with you, including me."

"Including you?" There were more tears in the girl's eyes, she was very wronged, looked at Duan Muze, with a bit of blame, and said: "I have already said, don't come back, but you still want me to come back, now Well, I was targeted by them, and I can’t leave even if I want to, and let you die with me.”

She cried aggrievedly, tears and snot mixed together, she looked like a fragile child, which made people feel protective.

Duanmuze couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and comforted her in a low voice: "Okay, okay, don't cry, since you can't leave, just stay, Xiaocha, we will be fine, you believe me, we You will have the last laugh."

But she didn't believe it, she kept crying, just like when she first picked her up, she was still so young, she couldn't even speak, she just kept crying.

It was a snowy day, and I found her as a baby in the snow. In such a cold day, she was almost frozen to death, and her whole body was stiff. I took her back, wrapped her in clothes, and fed her hot water. Tang, it took a lot of effort to bring her back to life.

She was so lucky that she survived until spring, the season when flowers bloom and Jiangnan is the season for picking tea. One day, he took her up the mountain, and she suddenly struggled out of his arms. Crawled to pick a camellia, and crawled back to give it to himself.

The little guy is so conscientious, she sent the camellia to his hands, he gave up his plan to give her to someone else, he kept her, maybe it's good to depend on each other.

He called her Xiaocha, a cute child like a camellia.

But the innocent and lovely child in the past is gone, and in exchange for this indifferent queen, she doesn't like to laugh, and she has lost the discussion she once had.

Even, he couldn't call her Xiaocha anymore, he could only call her His Majesty, he forgot when he stopped calling her Xiaocha, and the two of them never hugged or held hands.

Indifferent and alienated, like two strangers.

He was very sad, and once regretted that he sent her back here, but he still gave up his thought. In that situation, if she didn't come back, she would only die.

No matter what, she can have the last laugh, this is the best result, let her hate herself, it might make her feel better.

"Ah Cheng, are you happy?" She suddenly turned her head, looked at him and asked.

The lip smeared with lip balm slightly curled up, although he was smiling, but with a distance.

He nodded silently, looking at her pretty face, with a smile on his face.

Seeing him smiling, she also smiled happily, and stretched out a hand to him.

He froze for a moment, looking at the slender white hand, he was in a daze for a while, she let himself hold her hand, he couldn't believe it, thinking he was dreaming.

After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his hand awkwardly, held her hand, and held it in the palm of his hand. He was a little nervous, and held her hand tightly, which made her a little hurt, but he didn't let go.

She walked forward, and he naturally followed behind. Looking at her still thin back, he heard her deep voice: "Ah Cheng, this morning, they will play, let me accept the concubine."

Hearing this, his body was stiff, his steps were chaotic, and he almost fell down. Looking at her, there was some pain in his eyes.

After being silent for a while, he finally spoke: "Your Majesty has also reached the age, so it's time to accept a concubine."

She who was walking in front continued to move forward, she shook Duan Muze's hand, and said with a smile: "I know, so I agreed. As soon as the morning court came, those people were eager to submit the memorial, and they all wanted to send their son to him." Give it to me, these people are so anxious."

Her words were full of contempt, she snorted coldly, and said: "There are so many people, I have to be picky."

After hearing her words, Duan Muze was heartbroken, but he still smiled and said, "Does Your Majesty like it?"

She didn't speak, neither nodded nor shook her head, but stopped after walking for a while, looked back at Duanmuze, with an inexplicable light in her eyes, and said, "Ah Cheng, I am the emperor, for the sake of balance, three The Sixth Palace is unavoidable."

He knew that he had thought of it as early as when she ascended the throne, but what's the use of being sad, didn't he make it all his own?
The corners of the eyes were a little sore, but the corners of the mouth were still smiling, and said: "I understand, Your Majesty, you don't need to tell me these things."

She nodded, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "Ah Cheng, the harem is huge, can you manage it?"

Hearing this, his body stiffened for a moment, and he looked at her in surprise. He was a little panicked, but also a little surprised, and said, "Your Majesty, what are you..."

She nodded and said for him: "Ah Cheng, in my heart, you are my queen, the husband I truly believe in. A Cheng, are you willing to be my queen?"

She held his hand, a little tight, not allowing him to say no, he nodded hastily, with a very excited expression, and said: "I am willing, Your Majesty, I am willing to be by your side."

She smiled, shook her head at him, and said coquettishly with the girl she hadn't seen for a long time, "Ah Cheng, call me Xiaocha, you haven't called me that for a long time."

He paused, and when he realized it, he immediately cleared his throat and called, "Little tea."

His voice was a little trembling, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard it, but the corners of her eyes were also filled with tears. She smiled, nodded, and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I heard you call that. Listen, it's a little unreal."

The white camellia is extravagant, even if it is colorful, it is not as pure and white as you are in my eyes.

(End of this chapter)