Heartburn

"You said...what?" Tears suddenly came out of her eyes, and her trembling and broken questioning.

This kind of reaction, if it weren’t for her acting skills, she would not know it if she had reached the level of proficiency. I sighed in my heart, and I really didn’t want to imagine: If she really admitted that she instigated it, and How to deal with it yourself.

However, the current situation is not much better, at least I can't think of a solution after racking my brains.

In my current impression, she has the appearance of cold and indifferent with her cross-brows, and the appearance of her gentle smile with affection. It has never been the case of her biting her lip and crying silently, and she can't even imagine her tears. Look like.

What I never expected was that she actually cried because of a word of mine.

A dignified woman, and still sitting on the world's Ninth Five-Year Lord... I couldn't help but laugh at myself in pain: After all, I saw the emperor in tears. Will I be killed by her who woke up afterwards?

Well, perhaps what I need to consider most now is how to stop her tears and restore the calm and wise emperor.

"You heard it right, it was the Guang'an County Master who told me personally..." Seeing her in shock as if she was not false, I swallowed the original question and turned to lightly tentatively said, "Do you know why he did this? "

"He used poison to you? He, he used poison to you!" I finally found something wrong with her-it seems that after hearing the news, her eyes became loose, and her mouth tossed and muttered. What, it seems unbelievable, and it seems to be the grief after the fright, the teardrops rolled down unconsciously, the lips are completely bloodless, as if the person who was poisoned was her.

"It seems that you don't know it," she was taken aback by the way she looked, but also because of an inexplicable pain in my heart. I couldn't bear to see her desperate. I hesitated for a moment, but I walked forward and held her. The cold hand used this to attract her attention and recall her sane, "Then you know what's wrong with him? Why did he attack me?"

In fact, I would like to ask her about her views and handling of this matter. I want to know her position and whose side she will stand on, but she changed her mind in an instant and kept her questioning-if she is biased towards Wei Shu, then she should how is it? I think I can't accept it.

"It's my fault, it has nothing to do with you... What do you have to do with him?" She blinked suddenly, with a drop of tears on her slender eyelashes, because the blinking action dripped out of thin air, in the cold and hard. The golden jade floor tiles splashed and shattered, with a "click", like a heavy beating, hammering in the bottom of their hearts, "It's all... my fault."

I frowned and watched the person who had always been cold and self-sufficient finally no longer weeping in silence, but my face became paler and sadder, and the self-reproach and pain in my eyes were so heavy that people could hardly breathe.

"It's your fault? Is it really you who instructed him to do it?" Seeing her shook my head hurriedly, I sighed in my heart, with a soft tone, "Since it wasn't you instructed, it was his own opinion, so how could it be you? What’s wrong with you?"

Why take matters to yourself? Are you trying to shield him? But it clearly doesn't want me to misunderstand it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She didn't explain any more, she just kept looking at me apologizing, holding my hand tighter and tighter, so strong as to crush my palm, but the fragility on her face Pain also taught me to feel soft, not to mention blame, even the thoughts of resentment can't give birth to the slightest.

Although I don't understand, I just can't help this face and this person.

This is probably the bond of blood...I think.

And when I made excuses for my softheartedness and unbearableness, I heard her mutely say: "Wei Shu grew up with me, just like my brother. No matter what he does, I can’t do anything. Decide to kill him."

This is actually full of errors and omissions, and can't stand scrutiny, but the sincerity in her eyes and the self-blame in her tone can't be faked: "I didn't expect him to take action against you. I didn't protect you... it was my fault."

——What Wei Shu did to me is his choice, his grievances with me, I don’t like that you will be mistaken on yourself, and I don’t like you defending him like this and shielding him... It makes me feel jealous .

Of course these thoughts are deeply buried in my heart and will never tell her.

"Don't cry, you are my sister and my relative, how could I blame you?" I shook my head with a wry smile, I wiped the tears on her cheek with my fingertips, and coaxed softly, "No Heirs will have no heirs, Xuan'er is very cute, and I will treat her as my own."

Besides, I can't actually accept having children from a life who has no emotional foundation or even an impression. As for whether I will fall in love with him in the future... Who can say for the future?

Now, all I know is that I don't want to see Kuang Xidong so sad.

Perhaps it was my relief that had the effect. Her mood improved, her sadness faded, and her whole body calmed down, her moist eyes staring at me, brewing an inexplicable emotion.

I think it was my comfort that worked, so I suppressed the uncomfortableness, raised my hand to her shoulders, embraced her around her, and whispered softly: "Are there any children? You don’t need to worry about things that are destined. Seeing that you are sad, I just feel sad in my heart..."

I said it inadvertently. Although it was not at the right time and a little weird, it was the true thought in my heart.

Unexpectedly, I didn't have time to say anything else to dilute this strangeness, but when she saw her eyes suddenly flashed, it seemed that a large expanse of flowers bloomed, and the whole person was filled with joy.

I was about to smile back at her, but her backhand grabbed the palm of her hand, and she gently stroked my cheek with the other hand. Before I realized that I was wrong and wanted to go away, my lips softened—it was a lesson. She kissed!

Her eyes widened suddenly, her eyelashes like butterfly wings were trembling slightly, revealing her uneasy heart at the moment; the temperature on my lips was so hot, but I seemed to be thrown into the count nine. In the ice and snow of the cold sky, it was cold to the bone.

How can she? how come!

Are we not sisters? Where does she put me?

I was shocked to the extreme, and my brain was blank, as if I had been stunned and beaten severely by someone, and it was a long time for me to return to my mind. Countless cross-examinations hovered in my head, but in the end there was only a deafening voice hovering: Kuang Xidong, my sister, kissed me.

Kuang Ximing-kissed me.

Almost at the next moment when this sound rang through my mind, my body reacted before my consciousness. I only heard a very clear and loud "pop-", and the tingling sensation from the palm of my hand made me understand myself. It really slapped that slap.

Her complexion was as fair as jade, and she didn't have any defense against me. Under the blow of my full strength, even the whole face was beaten to the side, and one cheek immediately swelled up, and a face appeared. Very clear palm prints.

I was stunned by this incident. I only felt that the panic in my heart was worse than when I was kissed suddenly, but I was a little bit more distressed than the previous irritation—the palm prints on the cheeks. There is a thin layer of rice, and my palm is still trembling from the remaining force of the back shock. It can be seen that the strength is great, and I can also think of her pain.

Caressed her cheek and asked her about her situation, my fingertips moved slightly, and I forced myself down-I clenched into a fist and retracted my back. The sharp pain of the nail on the palm of my hand taught me to wake up instantly: First of all, I Being frivolous by a woman and my sister. Secondly, I slapped the emperor.

This situation is extremely complicated and beyond the scope of what I can solve. It taught me that for a while, I don't know whether to pursue her ethical behavior or worry about her crime.

Breathtakingly quiet.

After a while, Kuang Ximin raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth gently, and slowly turned his head to look at me. There was no anger or grievance that I expected, and no shame and guilt eager to explain. Some were just deep and heavy pain, mixed with Unwilling to ask for unwillingness and complexity of hesitant to speak-the emotions in the eyes were surging, and I couldn't help but turn my eyes away before I could see it clearly.

I'm afraid to look at her, I'm afraid that I will be caught in those eyes after seeing it for a long time, I'm afraid that if I see it deeply, I will involuntarily let go of the distance and shackles I hold on... I vaguely feel that the consequence is that I don't want to see. It’s unbearable.

"Go out...you go out," rubbing my face, suppressing the urge to cry, I chilled my voice, not looking at her, "I want to be quiet."

"Jian Xin, listen to me..." She grabbed my hand again, eagerly trying to say something, the palm prints on her face were dazzling, reminding me that I impulsively gave her a heavy hand. Remind me that the unexplained kiss really happened.

"Go out, don't force me." Seeing that she didn't give up, I didn't know where the courage came from. I grabbed her by the wrist with one hand, dragged her to the door, and pushed her out of the door. The door was closed hard.

When she was finally isolated outside the door, and only myself was left in the whole room, the rush of emotions and memories suddenly filled my mind, as if the storm was struck by the waves, caught off guard, and confused.

I leaned against the door, holding the painful head in both hands, and slowly slipped to the ground.

Immediately before his consciousness disappeared, the person was crying over and over again in his ear.