Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

But at this moment, I don't care at all what just happened.

Because I saw Qing Han, the stunned expression on his pale face slowly became gentle after seeing me, and those eyes were slightly bent, just like a warm spring in spring, And the sparkling light at this moment was the ripples blown by the gentle spring breeze, revealing a smile with almost sweet taste.

He said softly: "Lightness, you are here ..."

I walked involuntarily, almost already attached to that bead curtain, but some were afraid to go forward, and the delicate light from the slightly shaking curtain was all over him at this moment, as if he were so Pale, so fragile.

I was afraid this was a dream, and the dream awoke as soon as I approached.

However, in the dream, I have never seen such a smile, even sitting with Pei Yuanzhang. Although Pei Yuanzhang's face is as gloomy as ever, the two of them are facing each other calmly. But I never imagined it.

He also looked at me and said with a smile, "How do you--"

Without finishing talking, the person around him suddenly stood up.

Qing Han's words were interrupted, and he looked up at him, only to see Pei Yuanzhang lightly froze his sleeves, and then said, "Don't forget, you promised to do something."

Hearing this, the smile on Qing Han's face narrowed a little, he silent for a moment and then nodded: "Please rest assured."

Pei Yuanzhang made a "hmm" sound, glanced at him again, his eyes flickered, and then said, "You, take a good rest."

"Thank Your Majesty."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

The quiet bead curtain was disturbed as soon as he reached out his hand, making a crackling sound. The original fine light shook into a piece at this time, as if the dream had been broken. I turned my head subconsciously and saw him. Came over from the other side of the bead curtain, just glanced at me, and said nothing, and walked out of this room.

I stopped for a moment, but immediately turned my head away, opened the bead curtain and walked to the bed.

Qing Han leaned on the bedside, at this time smiled and raised his head to look at me, as if there were full words to tell me, but looked up at my eyes, and narrowed again, "Why are you? "

"..."

"Lightness ...?"

"..."

I didn't speak, I just sat slowly beside the bed, watching his pale face intently, his expression seemed a little overwhelmed. I raised my hand to caress his thin cheek, and at this time, he seemed to be Come over, sit there quietly, and let my hand tremble and iron on his face.

After a while, I said gently, "Are you still upset?"

He immediately shook his head.

My voice was still a little trembling, and he calmed down before he said softly, "Did you scare you yesterday?"

"..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

"..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

How could such an understatement suddenly dispel my doubts, and his smile at this moment is not enough to make me forget the embrace of him yesterday, feeling the constant tremor that he trembled because of the severe pain, I even Do not dare to move at this time, for fear that his own breath is a little bit bigger, or the body temperature is hotter, he will make him disappear.

Seeing to be aware of my mood, he raised his hand, gently pulled my hand down, put it on the quilt, and folded both hands on the back of my hand.

He said, "I'm really fine, don't be afraid."

"..."

"Look, am I not good?"

My icy fingertips trembled slightly in his palm, and it took a while before I backhandedly interlocked with his fingers, and whispered, "I don't know, I can still believe you."

He froze, his eyes slightly fainted, and after a while, he softly said, "I'm sorry, I worry you again."

"..."

"In the future, I--"

I interrupted him and said, "Don't tell the future."

He froze and looked at me.

I said, "When I married you in Jixiang Village, my mother said that you wouldn't let me drop a tear, but after so many years, I counted it and I cried for you the most."

"..." His face darkened, not only because I mentioned my mother, but also because of the tears I've dropped for him over the years, and his hands trembled suddenly, softly: "Light ..."

"This is probably my life," I sighed. "I recognize it. But I don't know how long I can survive such a day."

"..."

"I can still be scared a few times like this."

"..."

I looked up and looked at him with a slight fever in my eye sockets: "Light cold, I may really not be able to stand the next time."

When he heard me telling his fate, he calmed down, his eyes and those hands that were intertwined with me became calm. After a long time, he looked up at me and said, "Good things are not three. "

"..."

"I had poisoned it twice and scared you twice. No next time."

"You said, you have to talk."

"I promise."

When I heard him say this, I finally let go of the stone that had been suppressed for a long time, and slowly fell into his arms, and he reached out and stroked my back, the gentle movement seemed to smooth All my pain and fear.

The heat of the sun finally shone into the room at this time, and I felt that everything around me became warm and warm. Even the white curtains on this bed were slightly illuminated by the sun. Snuggled, obviously hugged countless times, but felt how rare this moment was.

Finally, I can rest assured.

However, after a while, I felt a depressive vibration in his chest. I hurriedly looked up and saw his face flushed. As soon as I left his chest, he immediately coughed and covered his mouth.

I was terrified: "What happened to you?"

He wanted to speak, but had no time to say anything. He coughed so that he could only hold himself by the bedpost on the side to support himself. I was so scared that my voice changed and I hugged him: "Light cold, what's wrong with you! You Don't scare me! "

"Cough, cough, cough ..."

He coughed several times in succession, barely taking a breath, breathing out, "Don't worry."

"..."

"I just want to cough. There is no poison."

"..."

"Don't be afraid."

"..."

Speaking, panting, looking up at me, barely squeezing a smile: "It's just a little uncomfortable in my chest."