Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

This room is not large and has all kinds of facilities, but it does n’t have a homely taste. It ’s as simple as a cold room. It ’s obviously a guest room. I think the host ’s room is apart from Yu Wenkang ’s almost weird house. Ying is definitely reluctant to let them be touched, and they may also imprison or house Yu Wenying in his own room, so it should be most convenient to stay in a guest room.

The sky-blue curtain hangs down. Even if we open the door and the cold wind follows the people, it won't blow the hot air from the bed.

At a glance, I saw Pei Yuanxiu lying there.

There was still a faint smell of medicine in the room, but the wind disappeared again. Han Zitong led me in and ignored me. The door was closed outside. She walked slowly to the bed and looked down. The person on the bed was pale and lethargic.

Although I didn't approach, I could see that his face was a little dark in the pale, and his lips were bloodless.

It is true that he is not ill.

But looking at him like this, I heard Han Zitong breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this look is better than the previous condition, or at least stabilized, otherwise she won't be relieved.

Only then did Han Zitong turn his head and look at me.

"Do you know why I brought you?"

"do not know."

"You don't want to see him?"

"Not really want to see."

"So, you don't even know why he was ill?"

"..."

I froze, looked at the pale face on the bed, and looked at her again, and suddenly laughed: "Is it possible? You also think he is sick because of me, is it because I made him sick?"

"..."

"Then you brought me here, did you want to clean up in front of him?"

"..."

Han Zitong glanced at me and said nothing.

But it was obvious that when I said the word "Ye" which you also think, her eyes flickered a bit, and when I said "clean up", her eyes fell to my hand.

I immediately sneered.

At this moment, I was like a frightened hedgehog, erecting all the thorns in his body, Han Zitong looked at me, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a while he suddenly said, "What is he for? The doctor is hard to say right now, but the old illness on his chest is indeed the reason that made him worse. "

"..."

I froze slightly-the old trouble on his chest?

For a moment I was lost, and then I turned to look at the man on the bed, only to remember it.

In Gantang Village, inside the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, my dagger was stabbed into his chest, and I wanted to kill him.

Although I have several lives on my hands, I have n’t actually killed anyone myself. That was the first time I actually killed a person with a knife. I also realized that when I was a bad person, I was a murderer. This kind of ability, like me, bet on the cost of being stupid for a lifetime, and made such determination without even stabbing him at the core.

But it still made him suffer.

Thinking of this, I said coldly, "So, are you really going to pack me up here? Revenge for him?"

"..."

Han Zitong looked at me for a while and suddenly whispered, "He, Yuan Xiu, when he was unconscious, called your name."

"..."

I froze slightly and looked back at her.

I do n’t know if it was because the person in bed could n’t afford to get sick, or she was worried, or the situation has made her uneasy. At this time, her look was a little darker than before, and she said, “I heard, he called your name."

I glanced back at the man on the bed.

"So, you brought me here."

"..."

"Do you think you're sick, would I be his medicine?"

Han Zitong looked at me and solemnly said, "Yan Qingying, I don't want you to come near him, if I can, I don't even want you to appear in front of him in my life."

I said, "Why did you come here?"

She took a deep breath, as if there was a terrible pain in her chest, which made her a little breathless, and after a while she said with a little husky, "I hope you are here to guard him. He -If he can feel that you are here, maybe he will wake up sooner. "

"..."

At this moment, my mood was a little bit heavy, but I was looking at her frown, the heavy sadness and feeling heavy.

I certainly know that she loves Pei Yuanxiu.

I also understand that when a woman falls in love, she takes for granted the exclusivity and has exclusivity.

It should be said that the love of any one person cannot tolerate a third person.

But now, in order for this man to wake up a little bit faster, let me guard him-even if she looks at her loved one with others, even if her heart is suffering, she is jealous of the poisonous snake Worry, but also make him better.

If you don't love to ten, this kind of thing, I'm afraid you can't do one point.

I looked at her for a moment with a disorientation: "What are you doing?"

She tilted her head to avoid my gaze, and seemed to want to avoid the breath I brought: "I don't think there is any pain."

"..." I was silent for a while, then said, "But he may not feel."

"...?"

Han Zitong froze slightly and looked up at me.

I looked at her eyes lightly and said, "You also said just now that his condition was aggravated by an old chest disease, and of course you also know who stabbed that sword."

"..."

Her gaze immediately sharpened: "Why, do you want to come again?"

I said coldly: "I-I don't really think about it. When I was in Gantang Village, even if I killed him, people around me could still live; but here, if I really Cut his throat with a single knife, and you--especially you--will chop me into meat. "

"..."

"No, not only is it chopped into flesh, there may be more, more cruel punishments waiting for me."

"..."

"I'm a life-deprived person. It's more important than anyone else to survive."

As she listened to me, the more she frowned, the more she said, "Then why are you telling me this?"

I said, "Because, I am a person who cannot stand temptation."

"..."

"Even your sister knows that the situation is very urgent right now. If you don't say, if he really has a shortcoming, what will the world look like? Who knows?"

"..."

"Furthermore, he is unconscious and has no ability to resist. It is easier to kill him than when he is awake."

"..."

"I'm afraid I really can't stand the temptation-kill him!"

The last three words seemed to really turn into a knife and pierced her chest. Han Zitong's face sank and said: "Relax, I won't give you this chance! If you are here, I will also be here Here, look at you! "

"..."

"If you dare to hurt him by a penny, I promise that you will be tortured a hundred times worse than you think!"

I smiled, "That's good."

"..."

"You're saving him, you're saving me."

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The next time, I was really arranged to stay in Pei Yuanxiu's room, and Han Zitong, as she said, did not leave the room in one step.

Although she was telling me to come and guard Pei Yuanxiu, in fact, she really didn't want me to get too close to the man, but herself, sitting on the bed and watching the pale face all the time, sometimes I hit A whimper arose and she was still motionless, not even the folds of her clothes.

However, her face was not tired, but after a long stare, a tired smile appeared from time to time on the tired face.

It seems as long as letting her look at him like this, for a lifetime, is also happiness.

And after a while, the doctor brought someone to take the medicine, and Han Zitong himself fed him to drink it, and afterwards he carefully wiped the corners of his mouth.

She looks like this, sometimes it makes me think that she is Han Ruoshi.

Not that she is that person, but that she should be the man's wife.

One afternoon, she was fed three times.

In the evening, after taking another pill, I couldn't help but ask her, "Is this useful?"

Han Zitong lowered his head to help him wipe the corners of his mouth without looking at me, and Shen said, "I won't let him be okay."

I got up and walked a few steps. Pei Yuanxiu's face didn't improve because he was resting in this quiet environment and poured so many dark soups into it. Although he has burned so badly now, but Yuma The haze still didn't dissipate.

I didn't speak and turned to look outside.

The doors and windows were closed. Only the window opened a thin slit, and the sky outside was okay. From time to time, someone was walking outside.

Pei Yuanxiu didn't wake up. Of course, there was no way to give orders. Naturally, he would not let too many people come here to increase the pressure on the patients. None of them left here.

My heart was like that layer of window paper, which became more transparent.

Just then, a very low, almost mosquito-sounding sound suddenly sounded in the quiet room—

"Light ... surplus ..."

As soon as I didn't have time to respond, I heard a click.

Looking back, it was Han Zitong who rushed to the bed and his knees hit the edge of the bed.

She stared at the man on the bed, her thin, bloodless lips opened slightly, and spit out two words from the inside—

"Light ... surplus ..."

I froze for a while.

Han Zitong's face was rejoicing and a sadness flashed, but she turned back to me at once: "Come here!"

I stepped forward, but hesitated to stop, and at this time, the unconscious person on the bed said gently: "Zi Tong ..."