Heartburn

"What...what do you mean?" She curled her lips, curled her eyebrows, and looked at me as innocent as she looked at me. She didn't seem to realize that what she said had brought me like a stormy shock--or Said that for her, this is just an ordinary and normal proposal.

"Didn't you think about it? The taste of sitting on that throne." She gently took my hand, gently embraced me, and gently said in my ear, every word seemed to bewitching. The incantation is clearly a clear and moving voice, but it taught me not to give birth to the familiar throbbing, "When you become the lord of the world, who else would dare to force you... to do things you don't want?"

——Lord of the World, what a tempting word.

Maybe she was right. If I were the high emperor, no one would dare to force me to marry one after another who I didn’t like, nor would anyone dare to threaten me to kill all the people I cared about?

But ah, I also know clearly that the price of sitting in that chair is far from what I can give up, and the setbacks and burdens I have to endure in order to consolidate my position are not something I can afford.

Like the former Kuang Xihan, I don't have the ability to rule the world, and I have no ambition.

And Dudu taught me that I was shocked and painful more than it was the proposal of my beloved one.

"Is this what you hoped for?" I took her hand down, withdrew from her embrace, fixedly looking at her, into her abyss-like eyes, but couldn't see her heart, "I hope I will usurp the throne." , Ascended to the throne and proclaimed emperor?"

"Obviously, you really didn't want it." She didn't avoid my gaze, she still looked at me with her lips curled, but the curvature of the corners of her lips showed a bit of bitterness, and her eyes became gloomy, "I already understood. But I am still unwilling and want to try."

——The look she showed at that moment taught me incomprehensible and uneasy feelings.

"Try what? Test my true heart?" I pressed my displeasure, I avoided her clinging hands, and said in a cold voice, "I told you, my biggest wish is just to face you flatly. Keep your life...Could it be that you don't believe me?"

I took a deep breath and glanced at the end of the deserted garden. I didn’t want to see her. I just stared at the hazy moon shadow behind the clouds: "Or, all this is just my own passion. You never thought of it. Together with me, stay away from this fame and fortune, right or wrong? All, all..." It's false.

——Furthermore, if you become an emperor, can you get what you want?

No, it's not like that.

When you are a prince, you have the troubles of the prince; when you are an emperor, you also have the emperor's helplessness. Who is better than anyone?

What's more, I have long planned to let go of everything and Jiang Zhuo to return to the mountains and forests in the future, learning how to wander the world like Duan Wang, why bother to take the most painful and tiring errands in this world on my body and worry about it?

"I believe you naturally, and it's not unwilling," she frowned as if angry, and interrupted me very quickly, not willing to hear me continue, "I proposed, It’s just for you to stop being controlled by her—instead, letting you ascend to the throne and proclaim the emperor is undoubtedly the most labor-saving and safest way."

"There will always be a way," I clenched my fists, persuading her, but also persuading myself to be convinced of this, "I neither want to compromise with her, let alone be an emperor."

Seeing that she had to persuade me again, I couldn't help but tell my true thoughts: "When it's a last resort, I will take you out of here."

——I have a tiger charm of 50,000 soldiers and horses donated by King Duan in my hand. Yan Ke also secretly trained a group of loyal guards.

She once told me that although the number of this group of guards is limited, all of them are dead men with one enemy and one hundred, even the palace guards.

The world is so big, as long as you have armor and money in your hands, you can’t go anywhere.

As for the aftermath, I also thought about it: the attendants in the palace each sent a sum of silver and two to be dismissed, the same was true for the attendants, and my husband, Fu Zhenzhen, could only say sorry to him.

However, Fu Yunchong should be able to save his life, and if I don’t take him with him, the emperor will understand that I have no intention of him, and naturally won’t embarrass him... The only thing that needs to be considered is how to escape. The palace is now.

"Leave? Where do you go?" She frowned, seemingly interested in my proposal but suspicious.

"Nanfeng, Rongxi, or even leave Dawu, wherever you go, as long as you and I are together." I put my arms around her, and thought to myself that I could convince her if I acted like a baby in spite of face.

"Innocent," she felt very close to me, but her lips were not forgiving. "You still think things are too simple."

When the argument was still constant, Jiang Zhuo suddenly hugged me and flashed into the shadow of the rockery, covering my mouth and nose with one hand, and placing his index finger on his lips with the other, motioning me to silence.

After holding my breath, I heard footsteps coming from all directions, accompanied by a cold, low voice report: "My Majesty, found the trace of the assassin!"

Kuang Xiqing's calm and indifferent voice sounded, and taught me a cold heart: "Find King Ling, and the rest...kill without mercy."

I was in a panic, and when I was at a loss, Jiang Zhuo squeezed my face soothingly and whispered, "Wait for me."

After speaking, I don’t know from which direction she broke through, but disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant, leaving only the roars shouting "Grab her" from outside, which taught me to almost suspect that I was in her arms at that moment. The authenticity in it.

"Papa." With the small movement of the gravel being kicked into the air, I raised my head and faced the eyebrows of Kwong Xiqing looking down. She was not as gloomy as I expected, and she did not make a splash. She just smiled disapprovingly, and Hand it to me, as if to contain the mischievous child: "Han'er, follow me back."

Staring at her gentle smile, when I woke up, I had already reached out to her.

Even if it is clearly known that this is her false tenderness, it is difficult to refuse. Probably this is one of the huge influences that Kuang Xiqing can't get rid of on my body.

Silently followed her back to the previous room. The guard at the door had changed a group of people, including the two women who were called "owners" by B Liu.

After stepping into the house, Kuang Xiqing had no plans to sit for a long time. She just stood not far from the door, looking at the paperweight that I had forgotten on the side indifferently: "It's so late, why would Han'er appear in the imperial garden?"

"Can't sleep, go for a walk." Avoiding her gaze, I said casually.

"So that's it," she followed my words, as if she believed it was true, "just remember to ask someone to follow me next time, don't worry me."

"Hmm..." Seeing that she didn't intend to pursue where I went, or to see someone, I was relieved, but still squeezed the cold sweat for Jiang Zhuo-I don't know if she has left or not. With her martial arts, it should be Will not be caught... right.

At this time, a guard with a commanding pattern embroidered on his shoulders quickly approached the door, and knelt down on one knee: "Report-the west gate caught a woman of unknown origin, suspected as an assassin, please make your decision."

"Didn't I say that? Killing without mercy." Kuang Xiqing glanced at the guard coldly and waved his hand impatiently.

I felt tight and blurted out: "Wait!"

"Huh?" She looked at me sideways, curled her lips and smiled, knowingly asked, "What's the matter?"

"Don't kill her, it's about Nabifu...I should be you." Needless to say, that person must be Jiang Zhuo.

In order to save her life, she had no choice but to slow down.

"Han'er, a mere assassin, can you really value you so much, so you don't hesitate to compromise with me to save her?" She raised her eyebrows, and the sharp glow in her eyes seemed to understand everything.

——A mere assassin?

Perhaps to Kuang Xiqing, she was just an assassin.

But how can she explain her importance to me in a few words?

This, but Kuang Xiqing can never be taught to know.

"... Let her go, please." To her smiling eyes, I was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say.

This game was doomed from the moment I couldn't calm down, but I had no choice.

Because I dare not take Jiang Zhuo's life to bet the possibility that Kuang Xiqing will not execute her--I dare not.

Unexpectedly, I was still wrong after all.

My care for her is the source of her unforgivable sin.

"Are you begging me for her? Huh," Kuang Xiqing's eyes changed, and then she slowly retracted the arc of her mouth, then turned around coldly, "If this is the case, then I will keep her even more terrible."

"Don't!" Seeing her walking out without looking back, I just felt that the blood of the whole body was pouring into my mind at this moment, extreme fear, shock, hesitation...Finally, it turned into a stern shout. "Don't... make me hate you!"

But her footsteps didn't stop for a while: "If you don't love, then hate it."

--hate?

I only hate Kuang Xihan and myself.

I was pacing anxiously around the house, worrying and regretting in my heart: I had known this, it would be better to...

Oh, what's better?

Usurped? Enthroned?

Ask yourself, can I really pass the hurdle in my heart?

Probably, it can't.

But is it really the result I want to be helpless like a beast now?

The answer is also unsolvable.

Before I knew it, the sky was bright, and I was still imprisoned in this place, trying hard to solve the problem, and there was nothing I could do about it.

While suffering, there was movement outside the door.

A slightly familiar female voice sounded vaguely: "Subordinates are ordered to bring breakfast."

After waiting for a while, the guard guarding the door gave a few warnings and let it go.

The door was pushed open, and against the light, I squinted and saw that the person who came in with the food turned out to be B-6!

Suppressed, I quietly waited for her to close the door, walked to the table and put down the tray, then rushed up, took her arm, lowered her voice and asked, "Why are you here? Where's Jiang Zhuo? How is she? Say it!"

"Your Majesty, stay calm, Lord Jiang was caught by the guards last night, and his life is temporarily safe, but the Holy Will is unpredictable..." She also lowered her voice and said to me.

Although I had expected it, hearing her news still taught me to relax for a while.

——Although Kuang Xiqing puts down the cruel words, she will still be jealous. If she hasn't figured out all the causes and consequences, she will kill people regardless of the cause. On the contrary, she is not the thoughtful and suspicious emperor sister in my mind.

But one night has passed, is there any way to save Jiang Zhuo's life?

Thinking of this, I didn’t hesitate anymore, took out a kit from my close-fitting pocket and stuffed it into Yiliu’s hand, and said in a deep voice: “You give this thing to the steward Yan as a voucher, and ordered her to take people around the palace quickly. , Come to save the king and Jiang Zhuo-try not to conflict with the guards, everything is mainly about saving people, remember to remember."

Not only the jade jue that Yan Ke gave me, but also the half of the tiger charm left by King Duan is in the bag, which is my entire net worth.

I just hope that Yan Ke can understand what I mean, and the time is too late to turn the tide.

"Yes," she bowed for half of the military salute, and solemnly promised, "I will definitely live up to your Highness's entrustment."

After she left, I began to wait in trepidation, consoling myself, and being scared at the same time.

When it was almost noon, the quiet palace suddenly became noisy.

I heard the footsteps of people coming and going, and the noise of shouting and cursing... After a while, I heard the clashing of soldiers.

After a long time, until noon, the sunlight was westward, the setting sun was bloody, and the burning eyes of the fire cloud shone through the window screens into the room. It was gorgeous and gorgeous, hot and tragic, and it seemed to indicate something in the dark. Ominous omen.

There was a voice of conversation coming from outside the door, and I leaned over to listen to it for a while, and for a while, it seemed as if my whole body was sealed by nine cold days of ice and snow, and I couldn't move.

"How is the front?"

"What else? The rebellion has been suppressed! As for Jiang Zhuo, the head of the thieves, he was captured by our Majesty and sent to the jail!"

--what does she say?

Jiang Zhuo was...pushed into a jail!

What happened?