Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

The pain came from the limbs and the body, from every inch of the skin, and from every drop of blood in the body.

Before opening my eyes, I frowned and groaned.

"what……"

Obviously it's my own voice, but it sounds strange, probably because I haven't spoken for a long time, so I just groaned, and I immediately felt a hot pain in my throat. This pain is more than that before The pain of blending was more real, and I immediately recovered my consciousness from the pain.

Then, beyond that hot pain, I felt a chill.

It seems to be in the snow and ice. Although in a long period of chaos, I seem to have experienced and tormented in the **** of ice and fire, but when I really feel the chill that penetrates my muscles, I still have With a shudder, I didn't know how long I was struggling in the chaos before I finally opened my eyes.

I opened my eyes and saw my own eyes.

I had a momentary nagging.

After a moment, I reacted. What I saw was a short knife with a sharp blade and a bit of **** red shadow in the cold light. The chill that I just felt was really emitted from the blade. The reason why it feels so real is because--

This knife is standing around my neck.

My eyes are reflected in the sword.

No matter who it is, I woke up from a long coma with little consciousness. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was faced with such a situation, I was afraid that I would not be too calm-but I didn't say a word, even He didn't even breathe, just staring at those blank eyes.

In fact, at this time, I have not yet distinguished which point is illusory and which point is reality.

Until my eyes followed the blade of the short knife, I saw the handle of the knife, and was held tightly by a fair-skinned, slender hand with blue muscles on the back of the hand because of too much force.

Looking further up, I saw a familiar face.

She was still as beautiful as she was when she first met, and as murderous as when she first met, especially when the knife was held in her hand--

"What more can you say?"

"..."

I looked at her quietly for a long time before I said, "Miss Zitong?"

That undisguised emotion and simple irritability, even if my mind is chaotic, I can still recognize it, but after saying that sentence, my throat hurts even more and I ca n’t help it Coughed.

The blade hit my neck, and this cough left a bloodstain immediately.

And she didn't look back.

This scene, like a flash of lightning, flashed in my mind, I was shaken a little, and I remembered it all at once.

This short knife is mine!

For a moment, the dark, **** night came to my mind.

That man, he was standing in front of me, holding one hand behind my head, and holding me in his arms; and in my hand, I held this short knife and pierced his chest , Pierced into his chest!

He said he wanted to bet on himself!

I was almost suffocated, and then looked down at the short knife, only to see that there were almost blood stains on it, and at this moment, a dull pain came from my back of the brain, as if hurt.

Han Zitong looked down at me: "So, this is the last word you want to say?"

After saying this, she held the knife, and once again hit it **** my throat.

At this moment, under the pain of the ubiquitous pain in my body, I recovered my saneness and my saneness very quickly. I remembered everything I had experienced before the coma, but there was one thing that made me wonder.

I'm fine.

Except for the pain, but not fully understanding the surroundings at the moment, but I'm really fine.

Pei Yuanxiu, isn't he trying to use my fingers to urge the heavy points in my brain?

Why I don't feel anything unusual now.

Just when everything was in my heart, Han Zitong's expressionless calmness seemed to add a bit of anger, she said resentfully: "You only have this sentence to say? Well, then you now, just I can die! "

After that, her hand holding the hilt was another force.

I could almost hear the tiny sound coming when the blade cut the skin, and the tingling and chill that followed came, but it didn't frighten me. I just slowly raised my head to make my neck more complete. Showing in front of her eyes.

Leading to death, that's it.

Instead she froze, and her hands froze subconsciously.

I sighed lightly, then moved my neck away from her blade, and said calmly, "You can't kill me."

"..."

"You won't kill me."

"..."

"Otherwise, don't wait until I wake up."

Her face was red and white for a while, and there was a kind of embarrassment and anger that was seen through, but immediately she gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "If it was not him-I would have killed you already!"

"..."

"Yan Qingrui, I can't wait to chop you into a meat sauce!"

he……

This word made my eyebrows a little frown, and also made my heart sink.

I took a deep breath and said, "So, what about him?"

A hint of anxiety flashed on Han Zitong's face, and she finally put away the knife and said, "Are you waiting for him to die?"

"..."

"Did that knife penetrate into his heart, are you happy?"

"..."

"Yan Qingying, what kind of heart do you have, how can you do it so badly, and for someone who loves you so much?"

I ca n’t speak, and I have nothing to say, but at this moment, I do n’t know if it ’s because I ’m awake, so my whole body is alive, or for some other reason. It also became heavier and he was almost out of breath, and I frowned subconsciously.

Han Zitong said: "Do you know that your knife is only a little bit, and just a little bit, it will cut his heart."

"..."

"Just a little bit, you killed him!"

"..."

"But he can't bear to even touch someone!"

With that said, her voice was almost choked, and I looked up in endless pain, and saw her tearful eyes, but glared at me angrily: "Do you know, if he didn't insist on being in a coma, I swear I won't hurt you, I-I will kill you! I will! "

"..."

"I will definitely crush you!"

I slowly raised my head in Han Zitong's hateful eyes and looked at her: "He, alive ...?"

This sentence seemed to irritate Han Zitong, her face suddenly changed, and some desperately grasped the knife and stabbed at me suddenly.

I didn't move, the blade almost rubbed my cheek, horns, and stuck it on the pillow under me.

With a bang, the knife penetrated deeply.

I was still still, not even blinking my eyes, just staring at her like this, but Han Zitong was already angry and even her voice became, she sharpened her throat and almost roared: "Do you want him to die? You? Do you still want him to die? "

"..."

"Yan Qingying, why on earth would you hate someone who loves you so much ?!"

"..."

"Did you know that his knife was tied to your chest, the blood was flowing, but he just hugged you like this, hugged you until we came, you know when we found you, on your body It's all his blood, and he can't even open his eyes, but he's holding your hand but he won't let go! "

"..."

"He must also make me swear, forbid me, no one is allowed to hurt, and if anyone hurts you, he will be returned ten times, hundred times!"

"..."

"But what about you? What did you do?"

"..."

"Why the **** are you? Why are you hurting him like this !?"

"..."

"Yan Qingrui, are you a devil ?!"

"..."

In the face of her almost hysterical outburst, I didn't move a bit, and didn't even blink my eyes. I just turned my head slowly and looked at the short knife stuck in my ear. Of course, I can certainly get this close distance. Feel the chill.

You can also smell the **** smell on the blade.

I closed my eyes, the darkness in front of me seemed to bring me back to that night, and the **** smell seemed to come from that night, and it continued to spread to this moment.

After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes and said to Han Zitong, "It is not necessarily a good thing to live."

"..."

"Maybe death will be a good ending."

"..."

Han Zitong listened for a moment, but she didn't seem to understand what I was talking about, but after a moment's silence, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then I tell you if he really died, if he really ——, then death is indeed a good ending for you! "

"..."

"Yan Qingrui, I will make you die!"

"..."

"I swear!"

I smiled slightly.

She was so angry, but even if the short iron-cut knife was really in her hand, not far from me, she still couldn't get started, but just pulled the knife out of it.

She stood upright, gasping for breath, but I could clearly feel that the horror in her anger was like fearing that she would lose the most precious thing, and she could only rely on such anger. To hide her helplessness and despair.

She gave me a stern glance again, then turned around and went out.

The door was closed from the outside.

And it was not until this moment that I had the opportunity to see the surrounding environment.

But immediately, I was discouraged.

This is just a room with no trace at all. It is as simple as closing a person, so the furnishings are the most common.

If you want to go out and see where I am-Han Zitong is afraid that he will really give me a knife.

At this time, a dull pain came from behind my head, almost blackening my eyes, and I subconsciously reached out to caress the back of my head.