deep palace cold girl

Chapter 19

The intense worry made his complexion dark. Last night he guarded me for a long time. Before he could close his eyes, this happened again. A faint shadow appeared under his eyes.

"Brother Ling, father will be fine!"

I comforted him, and looked at the person on the bed, that weak look didn't seem like he was pretending, did he really have a sudden illness?

"Doctor, what's going on, my lord?"

The princess saw that the doctor didn't give a result for a long time, so she asked anxiously. When she saw me, her face was a little stiff, and she smiled uncomfortably.

I lowered my eyes, clenched my palms tightly, and clearly saw the disgust in those eyes that was too late to hide!

The love of those eight years was like a fleeting moment, unreal, like a long dream. When I woke up from the dream, my heart was cold!

"Princess, don't worry. According to the old man's observation, the lord was in a hurry, and he was overworked and anxious recently, so he fell down. Take a little rest, and he will recover soon with the help of medicine."

After listening to the doctor's words, everyone let out a long breath, and their anxious faces eased slightly.

I didn't stay in Qionghan Tower for too long, probably because I was worried that I couldn't bear the prying eyes of those people. Brother Ling sent me back to Liuyan Pavilion. He didn't know that I was no longer the fragile Mu Qingshang of the past.

"Brother Ling, why are you so kind to Shang'er? In this way, I will be reluctant to leave for the rest of my life..."

Outside Liuyan Pavilion, I suddenly stopped, looked at him, and said softly.

He suddenly looked up at me, surprise flashed in his eyes, he struggled, and in the end it was still that kind of tenderness that couldn't be melted away, like a mask.

"Silly Shang'er, you always want to get married..."

Sending me back to Liuyan Pavilion, he smiled lightly and said: "Father is ill, and the burden of washing the dust for the envoys of the Shengyan Dynasty falls on my shoulders. Tonight, you have a good rest. I am in Liuyan Pavilion There are guards outside, don't worry! Don't let brother Ling worry about you, you know?"

I nodded obediently, with lowered eyes. It seems that after this incident, the prince has no intention of asking me to attend together. Does it mean that the prince has given up his plan to get married?

Thinking that the man will come to the palace tonight, I feel a little scared for some reason.

Such an unruly man, one can't predict what he will do next. Without the marriage, what will the relationship between the two countries be like?

I chuckled and sighed secretly, it's not my turn to worry about these things.

He turned around, and suddenly stopped, without turning back, he said softly: "Shang'er...do you blame me? Bring you to Muyang Palace?"

I was startled, not understanding why he asked such a question, but I still shook my head slightly and said, "No complaints!"

Do you not complain?Later, when I think of today again, I can't stop smiling bitterly, I really don't complain...

After noon, the whole Muyang Palace got busy, cleaning up the dust for the envoys of Shengyan Dynasty, of course, it must not be sloppy!
The officials of Tianshu Kingdom who left yesterday all came early and waited in the hall, for fear of neglecting the envoys and causing the deterioration of the relationship between the two countries.

The reason why the dust-cleaning banquet was not held in the palace was not only for safety reasons, but also because it was a disguised way to inform the envoys of the Shengyan Dynasty that the ruler of Tianshu Kingdom today is not the seven-year-old young emperor, but the powerful King Muyang.

In the capital of Shu, although everyone complained about King Muyang's dominance of the government, they never dared to show any dissatisfaction. The difference was that King Muyang did not drive the little emperor out of power and proclaimed himself emperor, but many people knew in their hearts that Whether this is called emperor or not is only a matter of time.

I sat alone in the half-moon pavilion, looking into the distance with misty eyes, and my thoughts were chaotic.

I caught the wind and cold, which made my head throbbing. After drinking the medicine, although I got better, my body became lazy and I didn't want to move.

Dong'er stuck out her head from the room to look at me from time to time, she seemed very worried, but she didn't know what I was thinking, so she didn't dare to disturb me easily.

I think that after what happened last night, everyone will always be careful not to stir up my sadness.

"Dong'er..."

I called softly, and before I turned around, I saw Dong'er standing behind me, panting slightly.

When did this girl become so clever?
I looked at her funny, wanted to laugh, but felt sad.

"Princess, what do you want? Tell Dong'er, and Dong'er will help you get it!"

That girl, with red eyes, twisted her fingers desperately, bit her lip to hold back her tears.

"Silly girl, I'm fine, don't you think I'm fine?"

I suddenly wanted to tell her the truth, I didn't want to make the only person who really cared about me sad, but I couldn't.

"The county master..."

Tears finally fell down, Dong'er sobbed and threw herself into my arms.

Patting her on the back, comforting her, comforting himself.

This kind of life will go away one day, free and free like a water bird, one day, I will usher in such a day...

"Dong'er, fetch my zither. I haven't practiced zither for a long time. Today I will play a piece to relieve my boredom."

Dong'er wiped away her tears, grinned uglyly, and hurriedly turned and left.

After a while, the kite was fetched.

Sitting next to the stone platform, ten fingers brushed lightly, but what touched was the memories of the past.

Five years ago, at an innocent age, Brother Ling found the best musician in the world to teach me how to play the zither, and made this zither for me himself.

Although the handwork is rough, it is the best gift I have ever received. At that time, he told me that he hoped that Mu Qingshang would be the happiest girl in the world.

Five years have turned into clouds and smoke, and looking back, everyone has gone away from me. Do all the happiness really exist, or has it never existed?
Between the beating of the slender fingertips and the silk strings, a touch of sadness flowed out, full of sorrow and resentment poured out, and tears slid down.

"Clap clap..."

A few monotonous applause sounded behind me, my heart skipped a beat, I suddenly paused, and turned my head to look in surprise.

"How will you be here?"

I got up in fright and stepped back, Dong'er had passed out on the ground at some point.

I glared angrily at the elusive man, my heart full of anger.

"what have you done?"

The evil eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, and the thin lips are slightly hooked, cold and ruthless, but the eyes are full of fire, with an eagerness that I can't understand.

(End of this chapter)