Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I looked into his eyes and remained silent for a long time before finally sighing, saying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty need not say anything."

His dark eyes fixedly looked at me, as if out of anger, there was a touch of eagerness: "You don't believe it !?"

"The folk girl doesn't want to listen."

...

He trembled slightly, his eyebrows tightened.

"You don't want to listen, you dare not listen ?!"

"... Dare."

"Why don't you dare, how scared are you to tell you this?"

"..." I gritted my teeth and said, "The daughter is afraid, indeed because she is afraid, but not because she is afraid to hear His Majesty's remarks, but because she is afraid. After Her Majesty finishes telling her to tell her Majesty my decision. "

"..."

"What if the decision of the daughter is not in harmony with your Majesty?"

"..."

"No matter what the consequences are, it won't be your Majesty, but me."

"..."

"Although over the years, people have been afraid of pain after all. People know that they are not immortals, and they are also afraid of pain, so please do not tell your Majesty so that the people will not have to make a decision. . "

Suddenly, his dark pupils became dark, and there was no light at all.

Although I said that I was "frightened", my voice and expression were calm and unchanged, and I didn't even flinch my eyes, and just continued to say, "Your Majesty, I don't want to hear."

He took a deep breath.

After a long time, he said, "Since this is the case, as you wish, I will not listen to your answer."

"..."

"I won't ask you to make a decision now."

"..."

"But you can't stop me from telling you, don't you?"

I looked up at him, and somehow my eyes turned red, maybe it was because the sunlight was shining into the room at this moment, shining on us, and it seemed that the blood of my whole body was pouring into my eyes at this moment. For a moment, my head was tumbling, and I could hear the sound of the tide, but it became a bit inaudible.

Just watching his lips open slowly, his dark eyes stared hard at me.

Every time he said a word, my mind became more empty.

I don't know how long it was before he finally finished speaking. The originally thin lips slowly drew into a line, and his eyes became heavier and heavier. In my mind, the monstrous tide finally calmed down. I heard my heartbeat and heard his breathing.

But he just said--

I looked at him silently, and he looked at me hard, but neither of them spoke again.

The atmosphere was dull like the depressing tranquility before the storm, but it was impossible to breathe. Gradually, I felt that his hands were working hard, like the kind of calmness and emptiness that made him more uneasy. Only holding the things on his hands could make him feel secure.

His wrist was on the verge of crushing.

I gritted my teeth and endured his anger and anxiety.

I was thinking that every confrontation between me and him must be wounded by someone to break the deadlock. Naturally, like every time before, it should be me, but just as I was about to break the deadlock At that time, he withdrew first, the strength of his hand slowly weakened, and he let go of my wrist.

A few deep red marks were left on the thin white wrist.

I was caught off guard and I didn't know why he just put it all down, but the next moment, I heard a "snap" and the tea cup pinched in his other hand was crushed by him.

Several sharp fragments, carrying blood, fell to the ground.

I was stunned, and hadn't responded quickly, but there was a faint voice on the bed behind me: "Oh, what ...?"

I was too late to say anything, hurriedly broke his hands and turned to the bed.

Miaoyan has woke up, rubbing her eyes and crawling out of the bed. A disheveled hair made her look like a bewildered little animal, looking up at me: "Mother? What's wrong?"

"It's okay. You finally woke up."

"Hey, I had a good dream. Unfortunately, I was awakened only halfway through the dream. What was the sound just now?"

I was still a little uneasy. When I turned back subconsciously, I saw Pei Yuanzhang standing outside with his back to us, and pulled out a slip from his sleeve, and slowly wrapped it around his palm.

Miaoyan also saw him, and immediately exclaimed, "Daddy!"

At this time, Pei Yuanzhang turned around, a gentle smile on her face, and walked in.

"Little lazy, finally woke up."

"Hehe."

"What did you just dream of? You couldn't bear to sleep so long?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Can't even dad know?"

Wonderful words rolled his eyes, and then said, "Well then, I told my father secretly." With that, he covered his mouth with his little hand and put it in Pei Yuanzhang's ear. He murmured for a while. The smile slowly piled up in the corner of her eyes. When she was finished, she smiled and looked at the wonderful words: "Okay, I know."

I sat next to me, a little jerking monk wondering: "What is it?"

He turned to look at me, his eyes a little deeper: "You want to know?"

"..."

Obviously it was just a dream of coquettish words, but when he said that, I felt like there was something deeper, and I didn't dare to ask more.

He took a deep look at me again, and seemed to want to say something, but Miaoyan had already patted his forehead suddenly: "Oh, almost forgot! Dad, is that **** good now?"

When this question came out, it was like a cold wind was blowing in this warm room.

Miaoyan didn't notice it, and looked at Pei Yuanzhang with his eyes wide open, but saw Pei Yuanzhang's gaze sink slightly, looked at me again, and said, "She's fine."

"really?"

"Well, you—the heart sutra that you read worked very well and saved her life."

"Haha," Miao Yan immediately jumped up from the bed with joy: "It turned out that I was really so powerful. I knew that I would learn from her mother ’s mind, and she would have been well. You do n’t have to drag that long, you are so sick. "

Pei Yuanzhang looked at her and said with a smile, "The medical doctor is not ill, and the Buddha has a fate. Until this time, the Heart Sutra will not work."

"..."

"Fearful, the Buddha crossed the person he was interested in, but he refused to care about this person."

My heart trembled a little, looked up, and saw him take a deep look at me again.

The magical words looked at us unknowingly. Suddenly, her eyes fell on Pei Yuanzhang's hands. His palm was entangled with a thick layer of the handkerchief just now. Blood penetrated and stained the mattress, and the coquettish words startled: "Daddy, your hand is hurt!"

Pei Yuanzhang was suddenly shocked, raised her hand, and Miaoyan hurriedly reached out to hold it.

"Daddy, doesn't it hurt?"

Pei Yuanzhang smiled lightly: "The pain here is nothing."

"..."

Although he said so, I felt that the wound on his palm was not so shallow, the handkerchief was wrapped in a thick layer, the blood was soaked, and it was still exuding, and the place just on the bed was printed. There was a **** fingerprint, which looked shocking. I felt wrong, and hurriedly got up and went out, saying, "I'll call Jade Father."

"No need to!"

He reached out and grabbed my wrist.

This time, before I broke free, he trembled with pain, then let go of me, and as soon as I turned around, I saw on my wrist, the red marks previously squeezed by him were invisible, and replaced them. It's blood.

Bright red.

His injuries didn't seem to be serious.

I was really startled, watching his painful cold sweat, but still a free expression, and seemed to plan to talk with Miu Yan for a while, I was very sensitive to the **** smell, and felt the whole body when I smelled the smell Uncomfortable, sitting aside, squeezing his voice and saying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's dragon body still needs to take care."

He still looks at me.

"I'll call Jade Father."

This time, he didn't stop me. When I went out and told the father-in-law that the emperor might be injured, the father-in-law was so frightened that he hurriedly walked in and saw the **** fragments on the ground. Suddenly terrified, he hurried out of the curtain: "Emperor, emperor ..."

He finally sighed, patted his face with another uninjured hand, and walked out by himself.

At this moment, the blood on his palm has been dripping down his fingers, and along the way, several drops of blood have fallen on the ground!

The father-in-law didn't dare to breathe when they were scared.

Fortunately this time, no other concubine saw and no one was going to deal with me, otherwise-it was just because the emperor was so badly injured in my room that it was a farce.

He walked over in front of me until he reached the door, but stopped again.

"Lightness."

"..."

I looked up at him.

The father-in-law was standing next to him. At this time, he did not dare to urge, but looked at me with a bit of anxiety. I watched him stand there motionless, silent for a moment, and walked slowly to the Behind him.

"Your Majesty, what do you command?"

"..."

He slowly turned his head to look at me, and I looked at his hands.

The **** look made me inexplicable.

Looking at my frown, he moved manually, as if he wanted to reach out and take my wrist, but when he raised his hand, he pulled the wound, and saw his **** hand, hesitated, then Put it back.

He looked at me and said calmly, "Don't be afraid."

"..."

"This time, I was hurt."

"..."

"Even if you tell me your decision, it's the same."

"..."

"What you say to you is true. If you don't believe it-if you don't believe it, you'll keep telling you until the day you believe."