The maid is the queen

Chapter 128 Live Well
Concubine Mu, I won't believe you pick anything anymore, you always have a purpose.I know it in my heart, I know they want me to live, so I just need to live well.

Concubine Li's daughter is always crying. I passed by the door several times and saw her coaxing her in a hurry, grinding the rice into pieces before giving it to the child. sad.

Adults are guilty, so why bother children, so every time I pass by, I will put a bowl of porridge at the door, and every day there will be an empty bowl, washed clean.

Her aging is becoming more and more obvious, and the years in the cold palace make people grow old.

I looked up at the blue sky, what's wrong with me, why am I living so carefreely in the cold palace.

The father-in-law who came to deliver meals every day seemed to be unable to bear to look at me more. I stroked my face and blinked and asked, "Why, have I become prettier?"

Yuanyuan shook his head: "Miss, they are actually looking at you. What kind of person is it that caused Lang Teng and the Prime Minister to fight."

"Who taught him to lie to others? I've said it a long time ago. Lang Teng's nature is not easy to be bullied. He would rather lose if he loses, than suffer such a dumb loss."

"People outside are quietly spreading the word, but Mingli still can't say it." She was cooking porridge and watching the flames fluttering.

Come to think of it, these things are true.

And really, I won't mess around anymore, I'm still like this, and live my life well.

In the name of picking up firewood, I would wander around in the cold palace. Although I often returned empty-handed, the reason was that I brought things in from the outside with great powers, so that I had no shortage of food and clothing.

Outside the high palace wall, I don’t know what flowers are blooming, and the purple is faintly visible, but unfortunately, I can only see a little bit, I jumped up to see the beautiful scenery at that moment, it was a brilliant purple, I don't have a memory of what kind of flower it is. If next year, the flower must be so high that everyone in the cold palace can see it.

I had a great time dancing, and I liked the high and low scenery.

Behind him came a slow voice: "Do you like that flower very much?"

The voice almost didn't make my feet turn, and I slowly turned around to see him leaning on the tree trunk, the off-white clothes on his body were very easy-going, with an indescribable elegance and beauty, he looked down at the ground , I don't know what kind of scenery it will be in his eyes.

I thought he would never want to come here again for the rest of his life. When he was very angry, he only put me in the sidelines. With his arrogant temperament, of course he would not come here again.

He didn't kill me and Lin Luoshui, nor did he hurt him, but I'm very content with making such a decision.I didn't expect that he would come again.

He raised his lips again, and called softly, "Eunuch Chen."

The shadow outside the forest ran outside in an instant, and while I was in a daze, Eunuch Chen and the two of them came to me holding the freshly broken purple flower branch.

I hugged him blankly, and watched him raise his face, smiling lightly in the sun, making him look like a person in a painting. He looked at me deeply, without hatred or anger.

"Your Majesty." I came to my senses, quickly put down the flowers and knelt down.

He laughed, with a sigh in his soft laughter, walked over and stretched out his hand and said, "There's no need to be polite."

I didn't dare to hold his hand, he was a little embarrassed, and he gently tied the hair that fell on my cheek to the back of my ear. The temperature in my hand made me tremble slightly on my face, and he He helped me up and said lightly: "Walk with me."

He didn't speak, just walked around, but it made me think about his coming.

Alas, guessing is not my thing.

There is nothing to do in Lenggong. Walking out of this forest, you can see houses scattered around.

"I thought for so long that I want to open my mind, and I don't hate you." Near the end, he finally spoke.

Just such a sentence, so he led people out of the cold palace again, leaving me and the pile of wood-colored flowers.It's inexplicable, but it confuses me.

After thinking about it for two days, I still can't figure it out. Why did you come to me suddenly? I wondered if Concubine Mu was bothering him. Seeing that face, he thought of me?
I sat on the plank bed, looking at the many stars outside the window, blinking my eyes and looking at me quietly, I don’t want to, I didn’t sleep well for two days and I was so sleepy.

In a daze, someone was knocking on the door, and I asked in a drawn-out voice with some annoyance: "Who is it?" It is hateful to worry about someone sleeping.

"I."

The cold words made me extremely sober. I jumped up from the bed. I couldn’t believe it until I opened the door. It was him standing under the stars in the sky. The darkness outlined his face like a god, and the dark sky became Distant up.

"Your Majesty." I wanted to kneel down again.

But he took my hand and said, "Come with me."

I pulled him and ran outside. I smelled a strong smell of alcohol on his body. I stopped in the woods of Lenggong. He sat down along the tree: "Drink some wine with me."

I narrowed my eyes, and slowly I saw that there were still many wine jugs on the ground.

He grabbed one and poured it into his mouth again.

I just watched him drink, gulp and gulp.

"I think drinking alone is boring." He grabbed a pot and stuffed it in my hand: "Drink."

As soon as the wine enters the throat, it is pungent and spicy. This wine is really not ordinary strong.

I didn't dare to drink after a few sips, but seeing him still drinking heavily, I sighed softly and asked, "Your Majesty, is there anything unhappy about you?"

"Do you still care?" He asked me coldly.

I lowered my head, I don't know how to answer him, I know I hurt him deeply, I have no right to say anything about him.

He took another two sips sullenly, fanning his hands to make his mouth less hot.

I saw him finish drinking a pot, groping around for another pot, I frowned and looked outside, what is Eunuch Chen doing, how can he drink as much as he likes with such a strong wine.

"Don't drink it." I went to grab his flagon and said seriously: "If you hate me, you can hit me again, scold me, and don't drink any more."

He turned his head and looked at me: "Do you still care about me? Tell me, do you still care?"

Zensheng's persistence, I nodded: "I care." Because you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, because you are the emperor, you have been very good to me, then I care about you, and I can make you live better because I care about you.

He shook his head and smiled, and the brilliance in his pupils was a little slackened: "I want to get drunk, but unfortunately not being drunk is a very painful feeling. With three points of drunkenness, I am still in the cold palace. I pull you out, so I want to get drunk."

With my hands still touching the ground, I grabbed another jug ​​of wine and poured it into my mouth unceremoniously. The strong smell of wine surprised me, and then I coughed when I saw him drinking too fast.

Patted him on the back: "Oh, your majesty, the body of a dragon is the most important thing, stop drinking like this, go back and rest earlier."

"If you want to go back, just go."

He drank again, and I went to grab his jug: "Enough, stop drinking."

He gave it to me obediently, and then smiled again: "I have hidden a lot of wine here, and I will tell you a secret, I like to drink here at night."

I touched it behind the tree, and it really is, Eunuch Chen, Eunuch Chen, really damn it, if the emperor vomits blood from drinking, let's see if his head will fall to the ground.

As soon as he turned around, he poured the wine he didn't know where it came from, and poured it into his mouth.

I knelt beside him, grabbed his hand and said, "Hit me, hit me hard, and don't drink any more." Drinking like this is really bad.

He looked at me deeply, and really raised his hand, the sound of the wind was ringing in his ears, the slap hadn't reached my face yet, but I felt my face began to hurt.

His hand fell down gently, but caressed my face gently, like a lover's most tender and affectionate attachment.

"I'm not willing to beat you, I'd rather drink." He said sadly.

"Still drinking." I rushed to grab it, and he held me in his arms.

"Zhiqiu, I can pretend, you still care about me, I drink, only you will snatch it like this, you are worried about me, you care about me, you..."

He muttered to himself, his voice was getting lower and lower, he pressed his hands into his arms and put his face on my back, just like a child, trying to find some warmth.

My heart suddenly let something rush in, I was very uncomfortable, as proud as him, how could I say such a thing.

Is this still the high-spirited emperor, or the one who is so arrogant that he doesn't care about anything?
He's so weak, and even said so humblely, I still care about him.

In his heart, I'm really that important, I just thought I was a dispensable person, I don't know, my heart was even stung by his weakness, I thought about everything, Maybe I will see him again, and he will treat me with disdain, but I didn't expect that he would have such a face, like a child who needs warmth and needs to give him some courage.

That face, buried on my back, through the thin clothes, the breath is so hot and humid.

I let him hold him quietly, closing my eyes, I don't know what to do.

I thought I didn't love him, I didn't care about him, because he wouldn't think anything of me, I'd rather he hate me than I don't want him like this.

"Zhiqiu." He called me softly.

"Well, Your Majesty, you..." I wanted to ask him what's the matter, what he wanted to say.

But he interrupted: "I just want to call you, Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu."

Don't call me that, take off the disguise of cold dignity, I don't want to see him weak, it will make me feel more painful and ashamed.I sold my body and my heart, but I couldn't do it. In the end, I betrayed him, but he didn't kill me.

"Zhiqiu." He called softly again.Sentence by sentence, in this dark forest, like a lost bird, before the sun goes down, it can't find its own home, it is flustered, it is afraid, and he is even a little confused.I sighed softly, closed my eyes and pressed into his arms, what I smelled was the smell of wine, what I heard was my heart aching, what is love, is it just that I can’t let go?

"You care about me, don't you?" he asked again.

This time I didn't think about anything else, and there was no reason, so I nodded, "I care." I'm sorry.

He let me go, heaved a sigh of relief, leaned against the tree, and said softly, "Go back."

(End of this chapter)