Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 47 What If It Can't Be Saved?

Donghua looked at Hualou on the bed, his eyes gradually deepened. Qianji had been by his side for some years, and she always let her learn Shen Hualou's every move. When he was in the mansion before, he didn't feel a trace of aura. , probably no one wants to be someone else, they are all a unique self.

But since falling into the pool and waking up, he gradually felt a change in her.

It seems that Shen Hualou's behavior is always done inadvertently, the demeanor, style, and speech are all similar.

The main reason for letting her into the palace was to get the Dihunkaku, but she didn't seem to care much about this matter, nor was she so concerned about it. Instead, she always provoked something around Donghe and Shen Qingqiang.

Those pasts belonged to Shen Hualou, not hers. It is said that they are very similar.

When I brought her back to the palace many years ago, it was for Shen Hualou. She knew it herself, but as time passed, she became numb. Because of numbness, when Shen Hualou died, she would contradict him angrily. he.

So he was kicked into the pool.

In this world, no one can slander Shen Hualou, not even her.

He never knew about her past, nor asked about her thoughts. From the beginning to the end, he just wanted her to do what she should do.

Donghua looked at her shivering and curled up in the quilt from now on. He stood by the edge of the bed and called out in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Hualou heard Donghua's voice, but she didn't answer, and only a silent collision could be heard in the dark night.

"Qianji?" Donghua continued to ask without hearing Hualou's answer.

But at this time, in Hualou's mind, he just thought about what he said just now over and over again.

Donghe's first child was the child in Shen Qingqiang's arms. When the child died, she was the murderer!How could he explain the fact that dragon and phoenix were reversed?How could he have a clear conscience, how could he have a clear conscience?

Back then, the queen mother said that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. She and Donghe are not suitable.

But she still wants to marry him with all her heart, and everything is because she has racked her brains to want the emperor to order it as a matter of course, but she never thought that if a man loves you very much, he will rack his brains to marry you, is what he should do.

From the very beginning, it was all turned upside down.

It was her who was blinded by love, that's why it was so tragic, and that's why everything she deserved and what she didn't deserve belonged to her.

Seeing that she hadn't answered, Donghua slowly opened the curtain, stretched out his hand towards her forehead, and put it on her forehead, which was so hot that he was shocked.

"Qianji?" Donghua looked at her and continued to shout, but she still didn't say a word, only heard Donghua say: "Why don't you go to the doctor when you are sick?"

"I'm a doctor. If I can't save myself, no one can save me in this life." Her words were a little choked up, and Donghua's heart skipped a beat. Whether it was Qianji or Shen Hualou, they had never been there Tears fell in front of his face, he helped Shen Hualou to sit up, and the moonlight shined into the room, under the quiet moonlight, Shen Hualou's eyes were filled with tears, the entire eye sockets were full of water, she just glanced He looked at Donghua without blinking, if he blinked, tears would surely fall.

But when looking at each other like this, Donghua couldn't feel a strange feeling in her heart. After looking at each other for a long time, she forcefully forced back the tears.

Looking at her clear pupils again, Donghua didn't know for a moment that she was so stubborn and sad, where did her grief come from?

In this palace, no one can bully her, that is, that time Donghe asked her to go to the prison, but according to her temperament, if Donghe went to pick her up, she should be fine?
Why is there such a situation in her eyes.

Hearing her words, although his heart was churning, he still had an indifferent expression: "Don't you understand the truth that doctors don't heal themselves?"

Hualou looked at Donghua, and turned his head away gently: "No one told me that doctors don't heal themselves."

"Then I'll tell you now." Donghua said.

Hualou lowered her eyes, looking at Donghua's eyes, she always had a feeling of being seen through, and felt countless grievances spontaneously in her heart, and she could no longer hold back the tears.

"Then who can cure it? You?" Hualou asked back.

After Hualou's words came out, Donghua didn't speak for a long time, but just looked at her quietly. At this moment, her face was pale, and her small face reflected sadness under the moonlight.

". Qianji."

When Donghua yelled those two words weakly, Hualou knew what he was going to say, and immediately said: "I know, I know everything."

"When I get the Dihun Kou, I will take you out of the palace." This is Donghua's promise to Qianji, not to Shen Hualou.

"Okay." Although she agreed, Donghua didn't see the hope of leaving the palace from her eyes, but was dead silent instead.

Seeing her start talking, I heard that Donghe has been living in the Scarlet Smoke Palace recently, and if people know about his appearance here, it will be bad for Qianji.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Hualou replied.

"I've got a fever and still say no?" Donghua lifted her quilt while speaking, grabbed the quilt and said, "What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Take you out of the palace." Donghua hugged her involuntarily, Hua Lou couldn't tell what kind of mentality Donghua had towards her.
After saying that, she was already in Donghua's arms. She passed through layers of palace walls in the middle of the night. In the dark night, the entire palace was like a dead city.

After leaving the palace, Hualou lay on Donghua's back. His pace was neither too fast nor too slow. He walked through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital with her on his back. Hualou recalled the past, and for the first time, tears flowed slowly. Rolling from the corner of the eye.

Just silent and godless.

"My lord, what would we do if there is no such soul nectar in the palace?" After Hualou's words fell, Donghua didn't speak, but his back was obviously stiff, and Hualou continued: "If it's just a legend, in fact there is no such thing. If there is something that can bring the dead back to life, everyone will want it, and the people of the emperor's family want it even more."

What Hualou said was the truth, but Donghua didn't want to think about it from that place.

"And then?" Donghua asked.

Hualou frowned slightly: "If you can't save Shen Hualou, will you live alone forever?"

Donghua was silent for a long time before saying, "I will always save her."

"What if it can't be saved?"

Just as Donghua was about to speak, Hualou asked, "Are you just wandering around the world? Or subverting the world to avenge her?"

(End of this chapter)