An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 250 You Should Fulfill Your Obligations as a Concubine (6)

I was wailing, with a lot of tears, a lot of tears, like beads on a thread, falling down non-stop, "squeaky", as if all the troubles, all the unsatisfactory, would all flow away from the tears .At this time, I feel aggrieved, so and so aggrieved; I also feel desperate, so desperate.My tears wet my whole face, icy cold, until my heart went cold.

Wu Dalang stood by, watching me cry.

Suddenly, Wu Dalang yelled hysterically like venting, and slammed his fist on the table viciously like he lost his mind. There was a loud "thump".Wu Dalang's fist, which fell on the table, had red liquid oozing out little by little.

I stopped crying in shock and stared blankly at him.

At this time, Wu Dalang looked terrible, his lips and the corners of his eyes were red with blood, the muscles on his face were twitching non-stop, and the expression on his face seemed to be filled with unspeakable pain and bewilderment, as well as a thousand sorrows. Coming to my mind, he looked at me with a gloomy and gloomy gaze, like the deep winter sky, even with a bit of resentment.

Neither of them spoke, they stood like stone sculptures.

It was so quiet, it was suffocating.

For a long time, for a long time, Wu Dalang sighed and said softly: "I'm sorry." Wu Dalang said "I'm sorry" to me.He is the emperor, and he actually said "sorry" to me!
That night, I slept on the bed and Wu Dalang slept on the floor.Neither of them could sleep, tossing and turning.

The blue-gray moonlight poured in from the window, the moon in the sky was as yellow as a mandarin orange, a few sparse stars were shining in the distance, Yelu moaned on the window root, entwined and revealed It has a refined and luxurious style, but the sad color is still black and has never changed.I don't know how long it took, the candle on the candlestick was burning under the flames, tears were scattered, the weak candlelight flickered desperately in the wind, struggling to death, finally turned into ashes helplessly, tears began to dry, helplessly "chug" jumped twice , it goes out.

Later, the dawn came and came little by little, from far to near.

The gray light came in from the window, and one could vaguely see the gorgeous curtains, the heavy bed with golden lacquer carvings, the red felt floor, the shining ceiling, the most luxurious furnishings, and the plate of pale green sandalwood. The incense, the endless smoke, diffuses in the air and disappears.

(End of this chapter)