Heartburn

——To tell the truth, even from this angle, Kuang Xiqing still looks warm and moist, but her beautiful eyes are slightly narrowed, which is rather inhumanly cool.

"...Emperor sister?" As I was lying on the bed with my back, and she was sitting on the side of the bed condescendingly looking down, she had an advantage in her momentum, taught me to be very passive, and her tone couldn't help but become weaker.

"These are all memorials to impeach you." After looking at me for a moment, she took the lead to look away, pointing to the pile of memorials piled on her hand, and said faintly, "I didn't expect it to be flooded. There is a credit to King Ling, huh?"

Turning over the memorials according to her instructions, Luo Zhi's crimes were varied, ranging from trivial matters to the big crimes of the Jiu Clan. If it were not for the party involved, even I would have believed it true.

It's really hard for these supervisors to take Kuang Xihan off the horse so much.

"Emperor Sister, if I say that these have nothing to do with me, can you believe it?" Realizing that there is seemingly no ridicule and teasing in her words, it seems that she has no intention of condemning her, I tried to defend myself.

"Han'er said that he hadn't done it before, that means he hadn't done it-you are my imperial sister, and I naturally believe in you." Kuang Xiqing chuckled lightly, slapped the stack of memorials to the ground, and touched mine. Face, asked softly, "Are you hungry? I let the small kitchen warm the medicated food, can I use some?"

"Yeah." My stomach sang Kongchengji as early as when I woke up. If it weren't for being frightened by her sudden change of face, the first sentence I spoke was to say I was hungry.

Put on the shoes, sit down with her at the table, waiting for the female officer to arrange the dishes.

I drank a small bowl of soup first, cushioned my stomach, and then started to move my chopsticks; I remembered to maintain the etiquette during eating, although I was very hungry, I slowed down the eating speed, and as much as possible " The word "elegance" is attached-but every time I turn my eyes, I can see another pair of eyes that are like water, teaching me that my original interest has faded like cold water.

She placed the table and chopsticks just like me, but she didn't see her moving chopsticks. Instead, she looked at me with interest, her eyes filled with shallow soft light, as if I would be satisfied as long as I was full. Staring with such gaze, there was a sorrow in a corner of my heart, slight but...cannot be ignored.

I moved a few more chopsticks, and I was half full. I put down my chopsticks, took the silk kerchief handed by the attendant, wiped my mouth, and couldn't help asking, "Why don't the emperor need some? Why just watch me eat?"

"No, I'm not hungry." She took the silk kerchief in my hand and wiped my cheeks accidentally stained with sauce. The smile on the corner of her mouth was as moving as the spring breeze. The medicated diet prepared by the doctor for you."

"Well, thank you Sister Huang." I held my breath and didn't smell the scent of ambergris on her body, but couldn't help the heat that came close to her face when she talked to me-because she wiped my face, she was very close to me , One hand fixed my chin again, teaching me not to turn my face away, but to lower my eyes silently, avoiding the face that was similar to Jiang Zhuo, which taught me heartbeat.

Sometimes I even get confused, whether it is this face that teaches me to be throbbing, or the obsession that Kwong Xihan left behind in my consciousness.

As if sensing my resistance, she stepped away a little casually, handed the silk kerchief to the female officer next to her, took a sip of the tea cup, and asked casually: "Nothing left or right, Han'er might as well be with me. Tell me about your experience along the way."

——Speaking of experience?

I can remember that Jiang Zhuo only mentioned one sentence, and the other party immediately glared, obviously not willing to hear related topics; or, what prejudice she has against Jiang Zhuo? For what?

Can't figure it out...

In order not to irritate her, it is best not to mention Jiang Zhuo's name again, but I have stayed with Jiang Zhuo all along the way, inseparable... Moreover, in my heart I always don't want to lie to her-whether she is right Have I deceived.

Seeing I hesitate to speak, Kuang Xiqing's expression instantly turned cold, and she put the tea cup in her hand on the table, raised her eyebrows and said, "The guardian Jiang that I heard about before, but the one transferred to you from the guard? "

I couldn't figure out what she meant to say stubbornly. I could only nod my head, but the alarm bell sounded in my heart.

"Han'er to her... is different," Kuang Xiqing's voice is floating and quiet, her voice is still soft and gentle, but she taught me a cold sweat oozes from behind, "I originally thought that she would not survive three days-- It’s the same as any other plaything you’ve seen."

——Can you not live for three days?

Also, other playthings... It took me a while to understand what Kwong Xiqing meant, but I wanted to be kept in the dark and couldn't understand her suggestion.

Calculating this way, I don't know how much blood debt Kuang Xihan has on his hands.

Although I have long understood the obscenity of the original body, I have been pointed out so bluntly that I have always taught me the emperor sister who cares so much. This feeling is definitely not a simple "sad" word that can be summarized.

I can't tell whether the sorrow that soars in my heart is due to Kuang Xiqing's already aware of her absurd past, or that she has let the past go and never intervenes-not intervening often means...don't care.

"I didn't treat her as a plaything, she was...different," thinking of the gentle color that occasionally revealed to me on that cold face, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop the upward arc--I think Jiang Zhuo should care. Mine, although most of the time she acted more like disgusting me and ignoring me; but I know that it was because of Kwong Xihan in the past, not the current me — suddenly regained consciousness, facing Shang Kuang Xiqing’s meaningful gaze , Taught me a horror, and quickly added disguisedly, "After all, she has saved me so many times."

"Is it just because she saved you?" It was just a moment, and Kuang Xiqing's face wore a soft smile, as if she was simply curious about the answer to the question, and the coldness had never appeared before.

"Naturally." I nodded decisively, and I stared directly at her, for fear of teaching her the slightest clue.

"It was because I was worried, and Han'er understands it best." She curled her lips, stretched out her hand to straighten my temples, and said casually, "You are approaching the age of Shao Li. It's time to marry a regular husband. ——Some people, some things, just have fun, don’t take it seriously and forget your identity."

After speaking, without waiting for me to reply, he turned and left.

Leaving me frozen in place, silently digesting the meaning of her words.

——How did I forget that in this world where women are superior to men and men are inferior to men, women always marry Zhenghu after they reach adulthood.

As a dignified prince, Kuang Xihan is no exception.

She can point it out now, is she trying to remind me? Could it be that she was aware of my thoughts on Jiang Zhuo?

But, it doesn't make sense...I'm not so obvious yet, am I?

Is that a warning? Warn me to constrain in my work, obediently be a dandy clan, idle prince, don't you want to have ambitions that I shouldn't have?

Alas, I hate guessing!

Scratching my hair upset, I rushed back to the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the room was quietly silent, no human voices, no shadows, only the candle shadows on both sides dangling, silently accompanied.

I've been in the palace long enough, and it's time to return home.

I yelled someone to come in and explained what I wanted to do, but when the female officer told me that it was past the door, the palace gate had a key, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

——Since this is the case, why doesn’t it wake me up when the hour comes?

I slandered in my heart, although I was unhappy, after all, I didn't get angry at her... She was also innocent, so why bother to anger her.

Seeing my ugly complexion, the female officer told me again: Kuang Xiqing was staying with the imperial husband tonight, and ordered me to stay in her bedroom and rest for one night, and then leave the palace tomorrow morning.

I politely rejected the female officer's kindness to give me a meal. I looked at the sky and sent her out. I went back to the bed. I don’t know if I slept too long earlier, but at night, I lost my sleep. .

I tossed in the bed filled with soothing incense, sweating from my tossing forehead, but I became more and more energetic.

Reluctantly sat up, put on an outer cloak, and opened the door.

The watchman outside the door saw me pushing the door, and suddenly awakened from my sleepy doze, and cautiously saluted: "What's your command?"

"This king can't sleep, come out and walk around." Passing him, I wandered towards the side of the corridor.

"Your Majesty!" He was so frightened, but he just followed me with small steps, trying to persuade me to go back to the room, but his tongue was knotted and he couldn't speak-I only swept away with a cold eye, and he cried and fell silent. , Did not dare to speak any more, did not even dare to look up at me.

Nodding satisfied, skipped him and walked forward.

Want to come to Kuang Xihan is also very powerful in this harem, these ordinary attendants see more scenes of her sending people off, and I don't have to worry about it and I am shocked.

Although I could feel that a few guards besides him were also following far behind, I didn't care about it—after all, they were just abiding by their duties.

And knowing that someone is behind to protect my safety, in this pitch-black night, I can walk around without fear.

The moonlight is boundless, the night is as cool as water, and everything is in silence, as if I alone are still awake, wandering in the cold and quiet harem. There is a small palace lantern hung every some distance under the corridor, and the shimmering light emitted is enough to illuminate the surroundings, and it is a different scene from the day.

I walked aimlessly, and unconsciously came to a familiar garden; that rockery is still the same as when I came last time, covered with verdant, green bamboo like a shadow, and occasionally there are night insects. , It was even more cold and quiet-when I came last time, Jiang Zhuo was with him.

Oh, yes, I also met that inexplicable noble monarch afterwards... Memories flooded, and when I thought of Jiang Zhuo, I smiled unconsciously, but when I thought of the noble monarch I was involved in, I suddenly felt sad, while thinking, footsteps Gradually stepped into the depths of the rockery.

"His Royal Highness?" If it hadn't been for him to speak out, I would almost have forgotten the attendant who had been following behind.

Looking back at him coldly, I lowered my voice and frightened him: "Wait for this king here, don't follow, otherwise...you should know this king's temper."

"Yes, yes." Sure enough, he was so frightened that he bowed and saluted, never daring to lift his steps again.

Seeing him so scared, I can't help but feel a little guilty. Seeing his appearance is just a teenager, am I being too harsh on him?

After going back for a while, reward him with some snacks to save him from being on duty, let him go to rest... even a little compensation.

After making up my mind, I stopped paying attention to him, and continued to walk sideways toward the depths of the rockery.

On a whim, I deliberately returned to the rockery to see if it was still the same. I followed the route in my memory, turning left and right, and found the end in a short while.

A few steps away from the exit, I heard someone talking vaguely, and I was vigilant, but I couldn't help being curious. I stood behind the rockery and listened attentively-the voice sounded like Jiang Zhuo!