Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I walked up calmly, kept on the deck, and my eyes suddenly opened up, and the original powdery fragrance, which was absent, lingered more strongly around this time.

At a glance, I saw Pei Yuanxiu standing at the bow.

And beside him, there was a woman with a shaggy back, in a brocade, full of beads, and the fragrance of the fat powder was emitted from her. It seemed to have heard our footsteps, and she slowly turned around. Look at us.

Han Ruoshi.

It's no wonder that after waiting a while below, the ship docked to the shore not only to avoid meeting me and Wen Fengxi, but also to pick up the lady.

Since I was taken away from Jinling House that night, I have not touched the ground for so many days, and I haven't gone back to see what Jinling House looks like now, how many people died, and the fire. What kind of burning it was, but when something so big happened, Pei Yuanxiu immediately went to war with Yangzhou. Everything was piled on this lady. She should be very hard and very tired.

But looking at her, except for her usual weight loss, her face was not too ugly.

Maybe it's because of her delicate makeup, she looks pretty good.

As soon as we saw us coming up from the stairs, Han Ruoshi's eyes of Qiu Shuiming flickered a little, but she didn't speak immediately, but she turned her head to look at Pei Yuanxiu, and Xie Yan had passed over me.

"My son."

"how is it?"

"Wen Fengxi did not agree."

"Oh."

His tone was very gentle, it seemed no surprise, then he slowly looked up and looked at me.

I stood at the entrance of the stairs and didn't pass immediately, but my eyes always fell on Han Ruoshi's body, just as she always looked at me.

I want to see from her face, such as anger, such as hatred, such as disgust, and even-killing, but her face is quiet and quiet, nothing more than nothing, in Pei Yuanxiu and Xie After the conversation was over, she smiled and said, "This thing isn't taken for granted. When are your big men doing things, when will you really listen to women? Miss Yan's past is hard."

Speaking, he instructed the maids behind him: "Send Miss Yan back to rest."

As soon as her voice fell, the maids came over and gently gestured to the side door: "Miss Yan, please."

I didn't say anything. I was about to turn around and leave with them. At this moment, Pei Yuanxiu suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

The maids stopped when they heard it.

The steps I had just taken were delayed, and when I was there, I saw him walk over a few steps, and walked up to me, looking down at the hands I held together, saying, "What's wrong with your clothes?" ? "

"..."

"Why is the sleeve broken?"

My heart jumped.

Immediately, a painful expression floated on my face, and I tilted my head to look to the side: "It was broken accidentally."

"Why are you not careful?"

At this time, Xie Yan came forward: "Son, yes-it was Wen Fengxi that broke it."

"Wen Fengxi?"

Pei Yuanxiu's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why would he tear your sleeve?"

I tilted my head further.

Xie Yan said: "At that time, he had rejected Miss Yan's proposal, and the matter had already been discussed. He was talking about other things. But he suddenly wanted to take Miss Yan away and grabbed Miss Yan's sleeve. Let go of your hand. It was just careless, so I tore off Miss Yan's sleeve. "

Upon hearing what he said, Pei Yuanxiu's eyebrows tightened, but his voice lost his temperature, and even his eyes were cool, saying, "What are you talking about, let him do this?"

This time, Xie Yuan also dumbed a bit.

I slowly turned my head to look at him and said calmly, "I let him, if one day I can see Liu Qinghan, tell me what I want to say."

As soon as this sentence came out, the frost in his eyes melted.

As if there was flame, it burned from within.

But all this may be my illusion, because he was standing there, he didn't even move, only Yi Hua was blown slightly by Jiang Feng, and someone behind him supported him with an oil-paper umbrella on his head. No rain dew touched, and she looked like she wasn't contaminated by everything.

It was just that when he spoke, his voice was a little trembling, "Liu Qinghan."

I look away again.

He was silent for a while, trying to say something, but stopped talking, but his eyes fell on me, the temperature burning. At this time, Han Ruoshi on the side gently said with a smile: "Liu Qinghan? Isn't this person dead?"

"...!"

"...!"

This sentence was like dropping a huge rock in the hearts of both people, and my breath tightened, and Pei Yuanxiu's brow tightened immediately.

Han Ruoshi did not seem to see the expressions of the two of us, and took a step forward, and said softly to me: "If you die, you can't be resurrected. Ms. Yan has been thinking about what a dead person does? Why not let him clear it? Quietly walk on Huangquan Road, let him walk and walk safely. "

Although her words were gentle, each bite was "dead", and each one was "Huangquan Road". On such a cold rainy day, it seemed that the red-hot dagger slammed into my chest little by little. I only felt a sudden pain He backed several steps in succession, hitting his back on the fence.

The maids came in a hurry to help me.

At this moment, Pei Yuanxiu Shen said, "If it's poem, don't say it."

Han Ruoshi turned his head to look at him, and then said softly, "It's not good for me. I shouldn't mention Miss Yan's sadness for no reason."

Then he turned to look at me: "Miss Yan, don't blame me."

My face was pale, I do n’t know if it was just what she said or was blown by the cold Jiangfeng. The whole person was shaking. Pei Yuanxiu looked at me and was silent for a while, took the handle from the servant behind him Umbrella, walked over to me and propped up on my head.

There wasn't any temperature on his face. Only when he opened his mouth, there was a little breath coming with his temperature. Shen said, "Don't get rainy outside, let's go ahead and talk."

I bit my lower lip and said nothing. He reached over to grab my hand.

Without the sleeves, my wrists were exposed, the high bones and the pale skin that made me look more and more shaped. He took my hand and sighed softly. Tone as if I don't know what to do.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, I stopped again, turning my head to look at Han Ruoshi who was not so good, but still holding on to the calm and smiling Han Ruosi, asking, "Mrs. What happened to Miss Er? "

With this question, the expression on Han Ruoshi's face was a bit stretched.

Pei Yuanxiu's hand also shook slightly.

I don't know how long Han Ruoshi has been on the ship, but it seems that Pei Yuanxiu did not ask about Han Zitong, so at this moment, both of them were holding back.

I continued: "I heard that on the night of the wedding, there was a sudden fire in the inner court?"

She said immediately: "Yes, there was a fire."

"Fire? Where does the fire come from?"

"Where did the fire come from?" She snorted coldly, looking at me with a sense of reproach: "It's not because Miss Yan boasted to Sister Jiayu that what the fireworks in Yangzhou City were so brilliant, how much Gorgeous, she must have a firework in Jinling Prefecture. "

"... So, there was a fire."

"How else?"

She should have prepared a set of rhetoric long ago. At this time, she was not surprised. Only blame and resentment were taken for granted. I listened, except that I felt that the limbs and limbs were getting colder, but there did n’t seem to be much frustration and uneasiness After a few moments of silence, he said gently, "I never expected that a firework would cause such a great harm."

"..."

"Some things, the more beautiful it looks, the more dangerous it may be."

"..."

"Ma'am, you said, didn't you?"

She frowned slightly at me and didn't answer that.

Just when both of us were a little silent, even deadlocked, Pei Yuanxiu said, "If Shi Shi, Zi Tong, what's wrong with her?"

Han Ruoshi originally lowered his head. At this time, he looked up at him, and the cold mang flashed in his eyes.

But she smiled immediately and said, "She doesn't matter."

My heart beat: "Oh?"

She continued: "It's just that you might have suffered too much scary that night, and you've been sick before. Since that night, she has been lethargic and hasn't woken up to this day."

"what?"

I was shocked again. I heard that she had suffered some injuries from a coma before, but I didn't expect that it would be more than a month later and she hadn't awoken.

Pei Yuanxiu's eyebrows were also slightly raised, and said, "Did I not let the doctor treat her too?"

"Yes, the doctor will come to see her almost every other day, and I will prescribe her medicine, and I will feed her to drink it. But—" she said, red eyes, and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. " I don't know if this girl offends which fairy, or if she is not happy enough, she has been lethargic all the time. I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep in this life! "

Han Zitong has been unconscious?

That fire didn't really hurt her. After all, I told her everything from the beginning. Why did she still fall into this field?

Could it be that--

I looked up at Han Ruoshi: "Madam, are you taking care of Miss Zitong these days?"

She said: "Zi Tong is my younger sister. She was injured and unconscious. Of course, it was my sister who took care of her."

As soon as her voice fell, the girl behind her continued to say, "Our wife still cares for so many people and affairs in the government. She still takes care of Miss Two every day. Now Miss Two is asleep, but our wife is going to Sick! "

"..."

This time, I didn't speak.