Heartburn

After the kiss, there was a long silence.

The starlight has gone, and I don’t know when there will be another bright moment. My interest has long since disappeared, and my mood has fallen to the bottom. Even if she is by my side, it seems that there is an invisible barrier between us—I touch She has no intention of confessing to me without her true thoughts.

In the stagnation and speechlessness, the boat moved erraticly again - even though she was reluctant in her heart, the boat finally stopped on the shore. She didn't ask me, but took me off the boat by herself. The shimmer of light returns to the original path.

The mood on the return trip was very different from the surprise on the road when I came. I couldn't help but bury her shoulders once again in the bumps, but the familiar breath made me sore that I almost shed tears.

The silence continued until she hugged me back to the door of the bedroom.

I sniffed, pressed down the tears, struggling to jump from her arms, deliberately ignoring her hesitant expression, ran into the room without looking back, and fell on the bed. , Buried his face in the soft pillow.

The choking couldn't be suppressed after hearing that the door was gently closed, and tears quickly wetted the pillow towel.

-Isn't it just a broken love?

it's not a big deal.

I didn't have much hope in the first place...At least I have fought bravely, and I don't leave any regrets.

Although comforting myself in this way, the pain in my chest has not diminished the slightest.

I was depressed in my heart, but I couldn’t resolve it, and no one could sue. I shut myself in my room and said that I was pushed back from the court meeting. I also sent away the medical officer sent by Yan Ke. Apart from forgetting to sleep and eat, I read the ancient books on the bookshelf, yes. Nothing else is interesting.

After more than half a month, Yan Ke really couldn't stand it anymore, and forced me to move me with the bookshelf and soft couch into the garden. It was called sunbathing in the best name, and he sent three thirds and four thirds to hold on to both sides. I just had to stay outside for half an hour before I was allowed to go back to the room.

This situation was changed from the time when I tried every possible means to persuade me to lie in the house and rest.

I also knew that she was doing it for my own good. I was afraid that I would stay in the room all day long to get moldy and get sick, so I would simply let her mean it, squinting my eyes and leaning against the specially constructed shade canopy, doing nothing to do. Stay, kill time.

The view of this garden is very pleasant, and after seeing it for a long time, the mood has also been relieved a lot.

I took a bite of the soft and sweet pastry, and then sipped the fragrant and slightly astringent tea, I closed my eyes comfortably, enjoying this rare tranquility.

However, the appearance of uninvited guests suddenly broke this comfort.

I frowned and looked displeasedly at the teenagers who walked mightily from the other side of the garden.

"His Royal Highness, these are the eight servants in the backyard." Bing San bent over and leaned close to my ear and whispered.

"How do they know that this king is here, huh?" Although I asked her, I already had the answer in my heart.

I guess with the heels that Yan Ke sent someone to inform, otherwise these delicate and weak boys would not risk being tanned by the sun to wander around in the garden, let alone find me accurately. The secluded corner.

I really didn't want to deal with them, but I couldn't just leave it, so I just ordered Bing San to stop them ten feet away and didn't teach them to keep approaching.

"The king needs to be quiet while reading, and tell them to stay away." With the book on my face, I avoided the eager gazes of the teenagers, sinking my heart and thinking about the "Dawu History·Chengle Benji" that I had just seen. A few sighs of emotion emerged.

According to this historical record, Emperor Chengle Kuang Yunfei was so overwhelmed by his merits and desolate. He was taken the throne by Yongjia Emperor Kuang Yunwei and was demoted to King Xi, and was called the abolished emperor in the world. King Xi was the only daughter Kuang Xinqi, and the daughter died. , Then there was no successor, and Wang Xi had no one line of success.

It turns out that the throne of Kuang Xihan's ancestor is not justified. History is always written by the victors. As for the truth, there is no way to verify it. Only the parties know it.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that the movement there calmed down. I guessed that the little guys who were waiting for fruitless should have left obediently. I relaxed the book on my face and I was about to stretch my waist and move. With my hands and feet lying softly, unexpectedly, my sight was a group of teenagers standing or sitting, keeping quiet-all eight of them stared at me and never left.

"Bing San, what's going on?" I glared dissatisfiedly at the guard who nodded and smirked, and I asked in a low voice.

"Back to your Highness, you only said that you would not let the servants approach, but you didn't let your subordinates drive them away..." She explained with a little grievance.

I was speechless for a while, so I waved her to move closer, intending to explain to her, and figure out a way to entice these eager teenagers, and then leave. Unexpectedly, the words hadn't been spoken yet, another bright red and willow color burst into his sight, but the leader was a woman—it was one of the thirty beauties that Kwong Xiqing had admired.

In this case, does it mean that Yuanjia has a narrow road? Or is there a wolf before and a tiger behind?

I sighed silently, and watched as the group of people took advantage of their numbers to block the first eight servants and their servants out, while the leading girl carried her skirt and tried to stop her without being humble or arrogant. Bing San, who was a safe distance away, saluted not far in front of my couch, and Man Sheng said, "Maid slave in purple clothes, please greet your majesty."

"Get up." Holding the shelf and letting her finish her salute, I yelled at the tall and beautiful young woman, waiting for her to explain her intentions.

"The emperor valued him and gave the servants and other people to His Royal Highness, but he has not been summoned by His Royal Highness to wait for bedtime. I am very frightened. If there is any rudeness, my Highness will express it." She finished speaking, and bowed deeply. The back was straight and stubborn, and it taught me what to say.

But, how can you say so grandiosely about this call to attend the bed?

I tilted my head and touched the bridge of my nose, and deliberately changed the subject to dismiss her, but from the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and the words turned into two other words: "Come here."

Her body clinging to the ground shook suddenly and raised her head in amazement. After that, she got up and walked quickly to my side, as if she was afraid that I would suddenly regret it.

While watching her, I paid attention to the figure's reaction without a trace - the person's footsteps that he was about to take slightly stagnated, turned around and flashed to the corner, hiding his figure.

I don’t know if I am moved with compassion for the girl who is pretending to be calm, or just because of that person’s estrangement. When the girl leaned in front of her, I pulled her by the arm and led her. On the soft couch, he wrapped her waist with one hand and raised her chin with the other. He was like a dude: "Your name is Ziyi? How old are you this year?"

The girl who was just holding on and picking by me, who just tried my best to maintain her stability blushed suddenly, and replied with Ai Ai, "The slave maid, the slave maid, fifteen this year..."

My hand trembled in response to her answer, and there was an unspeakable sense of guilt in a moment. At the age of fifteen, it was not much different from my former student, and it was just a naive and ignorant child.

What is the ability to bully a child?

What's more, even if her reaction is tested by this, what can be changed?

After all, I have been rejected.

Thinking of this, the thought of anger also quietly passed away.

With a self-deprecating smile, I withdrew my hand and leaned back on the soft couch with a sense of excitement: "Fine, you go."

But the girl in turn grabbed my hand and hugged it to her chest. Hyun Ran asked weepingly: "His Royal Highness dislikes Ziyi's old age? Then can Bai Qi serve His Royal Highness? She just passed the beginning of this month. Thirteen-year-old birthday..."

The girl’s soft **** pressed tightly to my arm, the depth of the depression seemed to sink my entire arm in, and the tears that gradually condensed in her eyes taught me to push it away hard, so I had to do it with this fascinating force. The embarrassing posture patiently explained: "This king doesn't mean that...you, you let go first."

She bit her lip, and hugged my arm tighter: "Since your maid looks down on slaves and so on, the slaves don't have the meaning to live, and they have nothing to love, but if you die, you still hope that your maid will be fulfilled."

"Oh? This can't work!" I was taken aback by her stubbornness, and I didn't care about embarrassment. I quickly grabbed the girl's shoulders and eloquently persuaded me, "How precious is life? How can I just give up and give up! Is it because of If this king does not accept you, are you going to seek life and death? It is reckless! Absurd! Stupid!"

When the righteous indignation was filled, my head became hot, but I immediately calmed down. I glanced at the person's position secretly, and met her with a slightly indifferent gaze. There was a dull pain in my heart. I turned away from sight and bit my lips. The whitish girl sighed deeply, not only teaching her, but also enlightening herself: "People live for themselves, not for others. As for the so-called love, it is more than family and friendship. Where is the price of life worth paying for the illusory and dispensable things?"

Seeing the girl's dazed expression, I suddenly realized that what I was saying was a violation of the feudal concept she had accepted since childhood, and taught her that she couldn't understand it. If it were spread out, it would only arouse suspicion.

She insisted on serving me, I'm afraid it wasn't for any feelings, but because of the responsibility of being chosen by the emperor and the inertia of being taught.

"In short, this king doesn't dislike you, but you don't need to wait for you to sleep. You are all of this king. Without this king's permission, no one is allowed to hurt you, including yourself, understand?" Slightly pushing away from her hand, I stood up from the couch, looked down at her, and said seriously.

If you want to come to such an overbearing order, it will be better to teach these children to obey and accept it.

"Yes, the slave and maid obeyed." She lowered her eyes and nodded respectfully.

"Well, this king is tired, let's go back." I informed Bing San Bing Si, who had dutifully stopped the servants who had been trying to approach, and I turned and walked in the other direction-and Jiang Zhuo, Zheng Jing Wait there quietly.

Glancing at the rockery held by her palm, the hard rock seems to have faintly cracked with a spider web-like trace, which shows the ups and downs of the person applying the force.

I deliberately took her palm to see if there was any injury, half of my hand stretched out but fell down again, and my back fell behind-I said that I would no longer be entangled with her, and I should not break my promise.

Besides, she doesn't want my concern either.

I closed my eyes vigorously, regaining the astringency in my eyes, and I moved on.

The moment I passed her, I wished she could hold me, even if it was a verbal retention... But in the end, she didn't say a word until I walked out of the garden.

Nothing at all.

——Soon, it will be the day of the wedding with the son of the emperor.

Probably, only then can I really give up.