Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 160 You are just a bastard (1)
His movements were very strenuous, and even his breathing was extremely short, while Black Eagle looked at him coldly from the side, without any intention of stretching out his hand to give him a hand.

Si Jixia climbed up to the ground, bringing up a large pool of water, and the water kept dripping down from his body, making a tick-tock sound in the dungeon.

I saw that his long hair, which was not combed neatly, fell apart in the water at some point, and it was sticking wetly to his face and back at this moment, and his right sleeve was sticking wetly to his side. , A look of disgust flashed in Hei Ying's cold eyes, he lifted his foot, turned around and walked deep into the dungeon without saying a word.

The dungeon seemed to be lit all year round. The fire was not bright, but it was enough to illuminate.

The guards standing at a distance of three feet had a cold face, like stone statues, and they did not look sideways at the people passing by.

The further he walked in, the more damp and cold it became, and Si Jixia's lips became whiter.

In the depths of this cold, damp dungeon with no wind, Si Jixia met Duan Wanqing.

The wooden prison bars are moldy black due to being in the damp all the year round, and are fastened by thick iron chains. The ground inside the prison is lower than the ground outside the prison, and a layer of water drips from the gap in this short distance. The cold water, dead still, almost black in the dark cell.

The cell is about ten feet square, and there is a stone bed against the wall on the left. The stone bed is covered with clean quilts. Duan Wanqing is sitting on this stone bed, with her hair hanging down, leaning against the stone wall behind her, closing her eyes, listening He didn't move at all when he heard footsteps, and there was no response.

Hei Ying stood outside the cell, facing Duan Wanqing who was in the cell, but still respectfully said: "Hei Ying has seen the princess."

As if she had never heard the voice of the black eagle, Duan Wanqing didn't say a word, even her breathing didn't change, and the black eagle didn't notice him. After saluting, she took out a copper spoon from her sleeve and put it on He opened the iron lock tied to the prison bar, and then the rattling sound of pulling the iron chain echoed in the dungeon.

Duan Wanqing didn't even open her eyes, she was still sitting there motionless. After Hei Ying opened the cell door, she just glanced at Si Jixia and left.

Si Jixia didn't rush into the cell, but stood outside the cell door, staring fixedly at Duan Wanqing whose long hair was hanging down on the stone bed, half covering his face, his eyes trembled violently.

It took a long time for Si Jixia to walk into the prison and step into the blackened cold water that accumulated in the prison.

The sound of the water being moved was very clear in the dead silence of the dungeon. Si Jixia walked extremely slowly, as if a huge boulder was tied to his legs. Although the cell was narrow, he felt like he had walked for a long time. Only then did she walk in front of Duan Wanqing.

Until he stopped in front of Duan Wanqing, Duan Wanqing still didn't react at all, as if everything that happened around and even in this prison had nothing to do with her.

There is no window, and the oil lamp for lighting is outside the cell, so the light in the cell is extremely dim, and Duan Wanqing's whole body is surrounded by the darkness, making her extremely hazy.

"Mother." After a long time, Si Jixia opened his lips and uttered two words hoarsely. His voice was very slow, as if it took him a lot of strength to say these two words.

Duan Wanqing's body trembled suddenly, she opened her eyes suddenly as if she couldn't believe the voice she heard, but the moment she saw Si Jixia, she returned to the calmness she had expected, and then lightly With a light smile, he said mockingly, "It's you."

Duan Wanqing's face was not a gentle smile, but a cold smile, sharp and disgusted.

Si Jixia's face, which was already pale from being immersed in the cold lake water, turned pale again when he heard Duan Wanqing's voice, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his pale lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something , but I don't know what to say.

"I knew you would come, sooner or later." Duan Wanqing's chin was thinner, her voice was cold and indifferent, without a trace of ups and downs, she just glanced sideways at the edge of the stone bed, and said again, "Sit down .”

Si Jixia didn't move, but took half a step back with his right foot, bent his knees, and knelt down in front of Duan Wanqing in the cold water.

Duan Wanqing's cold eyes trembled violently at this moment, but the coldness returned when Si Jixia raised them.

For a long time, Si Jixia didn't say a word or ask a question, just knelt and sat in the water quietly.

Duan Wanqing's gaze was fixed on him all the time, never moving away.

I don't know how long it took before I saw Duan Wanqing move her body slightly, raised her hand to pin the hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears, she looked at Si Jixia but she seemed to be talking to herself: "You It has been 12 years since I came to this palace, time really flies by."

"12 years, 12 years..." Si Jixia just knelt quietly, listening quietly with lowered eyelids, "Actually, for the past 12 years, I have been thinking why I brought you back back then, If I hadn't brought you back back then, perhaps everything would have been possible."

"However, if you do it, you do it. If you make a mistake, you make a mistake. Regret is useless." Duan Wanqing's voice was cold but soft, and she said the words of regret, but there was no trace of regret in her tone, "Lu Shi I chose it myself, I don’t regret it, I’m just unwilling.”

"What's your name?" Duan Wanqing said, moved her body forward, changed her posture, and also changed to kneeling and sitting like Si Jixia, facing Si Jixia, sitting on the stone bed, " Your name in this palace."

Si Jixia's body trembled violently, the hand on his left knee trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, without raising his eyes, he said with some difficulty, "Si Jixia."

Twelve years ago, when she brought him back to this palace, she only told him that his name would no longer be Ping An, but that his surname was Si, but she only told him that his surname was Si, and she didn't tell him that he seemed to be living in this rich and spacious place. What is the name in the mansion next to him? Later he found out that his so-called father had never given him a name. He also asked her what his name should be, but she just pushed him away. He can call love whatever he wants.

Ji Xia, he named himself for himself, because when he left Shuiyue County, it was midsummer season, A Niang held his hand and said that they would return to their home on the mountain, he always remembered that summer day, Auntie Mother let go of his hand, and never came to see him again.

Ji Xia, it's not so much the name he chose for himself, it's more like his longing for him, thinking that there will be another summer like this, and everything about him will be the same as before.

"Actually, my son has a name. Si Haoheng had chosen it for him, but he forgot it after seven years, because he never saw this son in his eyes." At this time, Duan Wanqing's eyes disappeared A little cold, a little more gentle, a little more loving, and even a little softer in his voice, this is the kind of tenderness Si Jixia has never heard from her mouth. He didn't interrupt her, and still quietly listened to her continue. As he continued, his left hand on his knee pinched his left knee tighter and tighter.

(End of this chapter)