Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

As soon as I ran into the cave, my surprise came to an abrupt halt. I saw a tall figure standing in the cave, standing next to Qing Han, looking down at him, and when he heard my voice, the man turned back. Look at me.

My heart suddenly touched my throat.

The tall figure stood in the cave, all of a sudden the cave became small and stuffy, and his shirt was broken in several places. He could see a lot of bruise on his right shoulder, as if it hit a rock-like hardness. Hit something on it. His hair was scattered loosely around his head, and a few strands of messy forehead were hanging from his eyebrows. When he turned his face to look at me, his expression seemed a little embarrassed, but the fierce eyes made me recognize it at a glance.

It's Shen Xiaokun!

I was frightened, and the fruits and herbs in my hand crashed to the ground.

When he saw me, he frowned, and looked at the light cold lying on the ground, grinning sneerly, "You are still alive."

At this time, my fear was no less than a person returning to their own home. But when I pushed the door, I found that a hungry wolf broke into the house, looking at myself with green eyes, and my voice was a little trembling: "You-you-"

"You guys are really fatal."

It's not just me and Qinghan who say that life is big.

At that time in the river, although I did n’t know what happened after Qing Han dragged him into the water, but looking at the **** wounds on Qing Han ’s forehead and the unconscious weakness until now, it must be exhausted. See Shen Xiaokun looks much better than us.

If now he wants to hurt Qing Han--

When I thought about it, my face was all white, and I went forward subconsciously: "You, don't mess around!"

"..." He said nothing, but narrowed his eyes and looked at me.

I swallowed and thought desperately for words, but when I spoke, the voice still shivered: "We are now-killing us, and-not helping ..."

"..."

"You, don't hurt him, I-I-"

At this time, this situation, I really do not have any conditions to negotiate with him, for fear of his fierce together, Qing Han's life could not be saved.

Surprisingly, he didn't take action against Qinghan, but took two steps to the side. I saw that he left Qinghan and hurried up and stopped in the middle of the two of them.

Shen Xiaokun squinted his eyes, as if he was a bit uncomfortable with the sun shining from outside the cave. After taking two steps back, he suddenly fell down and hit his shoulder on the mountain wall behind him. A painful expression appeared on it.

I found out that his right hand could not move, it seemed to be dislocated.

He covered his shoulders with the other hand, and the whole face was twisted with pain. I was a little relieved. At least he has no way to hurt us now. I hurriedly looked back at the light cold, and he still had no sound. Lying there, his face was pale, but his breathing was even, and he was not harmed.

I'm relieved.

When I looked back, Shen Xiaokun sat there, sweating and enduring the pain and glaring at me fiercely for a while, but he didn't do anything to us, or say anything, but slowly reached out his hand. Pick up a fruit on the ground and eat it.

It seemed that he was also starved.

I still have healthy limbs, with a little injury, and I can't find much to eat. Dislocation of an arm like him can't be forced, and naturally it is more difficult. He bit the fruit with a big mouth, and the purple juice touched his face and couldn't care less. Human beings are the most primitive animals in the face of hunger. Whatever their status and status is, they are all fake. It is not as good as a half-ripe wild fruit in their hands.

But what happens when you are full?

When we were by the river, we were already fighting by fate. If he was full now ...

I sat in front of Qing Han and watched him eat two fruits with three mouthfuls. Everyone was a bit embarrassed. I tried to reach out and pick up the other one, but because that hand could n’t hold up my body, I was away from the fruit With only a little distance, you can't even touch it.

Seeing his pain, I kept silent, at this time slowly moved over and dialed the fruit.

Wild fruit grunted and rolled to his feet.

He froze, looked up at me, his eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

"..." I didn't speak, just watched him vigilantly.

"Well, aren't you afraid I'm full and come to kill you?"

"..." I bit my lower lip. "I, I can't kill you."

I don't have a lawsuit against my life, but I really want it to be popular. That's not something an ordinary person can do, and I can't.

"..." He frowned, thinking about it for a while before regaining his taste, with a sneer: "So, you want to please me and let me not kill you?"

I took a deep breath and looked up at him: "Shen Xiaokun, apart from your status and position, apart from our opposing positions, do you still have to kill me and him?"

He was stunned again, looked at me stubbornly, but did not speak again.

He and I, before today, didn't even say a word, but as soon as we met, either you died or I died.

If you think about it, the interaction between people is really ridiculous.

"Before you were dragged into the water by Qing Han, the person who heard Feng Feng had already come over. In fact, even if he didn't come, you should have understood when you held me back—" I looked at him for a moment, and said blankly, said "Your uncle, you have lost."

As soon as he heard it, his face suddenly changed, and Qing Jin looked at me violently: "I-I killed you!"

"Shen Xiaokun, killed us and can't save anything."

I cut off his words and Shen said, "If I were you, I would have planned for myself and would not make unnecessary sacrifice."

"..."

He was still arrogant but ordinary, staring at me with red eyes, gasping out of breath, I knew that when he was angry, he couldn't listen to any rational words, and didn't say much anymore. He sat aside and stopped speaking. Already.

In the cave, only his heavy breathing sound remained.

.

I don't know how long, Shen Xiaokun's breathing slowly calmed down, he sat there with his head buried, his scattered hair covering the expression on his face, and his voice was dull: "You said, I should plan for myself?"

I have been carefully wiping the sweat on Qing Han's face, heard him speak, and stopped the movements in his hands, but did not immediately answer him.

After a while, he looked up at me.

Without suffocation, he was actually a young man.

Although he almost died in his hands before, I didn't have any disgust to him except that he was afraid. At the time of the martial arts test in Yaowu Tower, he did become the No. 1 champion in his own strength and was promoted to the assistant minister of the Ministry of Defense. After all, he deserved it. Lian Wu was originally a chore, and even the children of the Guan family were willing to work harder. I saw a lot of those who were ill, and I still admire him a lot.

However, with different positions, attitudes are completely different.

And withdrawing the identity of the servant of the soldiers, the captain of the light car and the set of Jixiandian, and if you want to get along with each other, you don't really need to die.

I said, "People, of course you should plan for yourself."

He said, "I help my uncle, why not for myself."

I slowly said, "Have you ever thought that your uncle is rebelling."

He glared at me as if to say "nonsense."

I said, "So, do you really want to follow your uncle's rebellion, he will succeed in the future, can you inherit him and become emperor?"

This time, he didn't give me a look, and the expression on his face hesitated.

Rebellion is not something ordinary people can think about, and they can dare to do it. Shen Gongzhen has been a minister for so many years, so close to the imperial power, it will inevitably slowly develop this kind of ambition; but Shen Xiaokun-I did not see this in him This kind of ambition, he also does not seem to be a person who can play with ingenuity and ingenuity, otherwise he won't be drunk by the cold opportunity to steal his soldiers. A man who has painstakingly practiced martial arts, can he really think about becoming emperor? If he really thinks so, he should learn the way of governing the country, not dancing with swords.

Hesitating for a long time, he murmured, "But my father died early, my uncle taught me from an early age, and I—I must help him."

I've heard that Shen Xiaokun's father, Shen Gongzhen's elder brother, was a general in the North Korean Central Plains. He died in the northwest before he was born, and he followed his uncle ever since.

He did all this, but only blindly filial piety.

I slowly said, "So, you have helped to the end."

He looked up at me.

"You are still young and have a skill, even if you don't follow your uncle, you should be able to make a career, but if you want to get stuck in the mud, that is to find yourself dead."

"..."

"Shen Xiaokun, rebelling against conspiracy, this is a major crime of the Nine Nine Tribes. I think your uncles and them, even if they had not died in the Refuge River Valley before, should now be questioned for the crime.

Shen Xiaokun's face turned pale.

I said, "And you, fortunately, escaped. This is God left a trail of blood to your Shen family. Don't destroy yourself."

Shen Xiaokun listened to this sentence, as if a thunderbolt struck down in the clear sky, and the fruit in his hand was snapped open, and the juice was splashing.

Families like them naturally pay attention to bloodlines, and annihilation is the cruelest thing. That sentence I just reminded him.

Shen Xiaokun's hands kept pressing hard, holding the fruit in the palm of his hand. The purple juice dripped down with his fingers. It seemed to be mixed with some blood. He gritted his teeth and slowly said: "All those who blame people!"

"...?"

"If it weren't for their encouragement, my uncle would not--"

I listened in my heart, as if I felt something like: "Your uncle, was you tempted? Who is it?"

He lowered his head and gritted his teeth. "I don't know, but, more than three years ago, my uncle got on the line with those people."

"...!" Three years ago, I bowed my head, and that was when I was locked up in the cold palace.

With that said, a light flashed through my mind.

Before Yuwen was killed in the prison, I always felt that Shen Gongzhen ’s power in the DPRK had spread too fast, and even the concubine had a kind of overbearing atmosphere, and later, even more unscrupulous, Naturally, because they already have plans to rebel.

But now listening to Shen Xiaokun's words, he was encouraged by some people.

What kind of person and what power and power are there to encourage Shen Gongyu to rebel?