Heartburn

"Satisfied?" She took over the action of my hand, pressed **** the wound on my neck, while pulling out the regular wound medicine from her arms, and swiftly hemostatic medicine bandage, she was so familiar that she almost softened her heart— -But it was just that moment, "The person who makes the choice has never been me."

Throwing the blood-stained ring on the table, Jiang Zhuo glanced faintly, and then withdrew his gaze calmly, still focusing on bandaging me, as if there was no intention to explain it, which made me vaguely promoted. The last glimmer of expectations raised was completely shattered.

——Does she really abandon the token of love I gave her?

Then why should I cling to the same insignificant feelings anymore.

"Choice? Yes," she swept me into her arms abruptly when the bandage was over. She didn't use too much force, but she taught me that I couldn't get rid of easily. "You have never chosen me-it's ridiculous that I understand today. In my heart, only your emperor sister!"

I haven't recovered yet, and heard her continue to say: "And I, from beginning to end, are just a stand-in!"

She leaned close to my ear and gritted her teeth and said, her voice was full of yin and anger, but the gesture of holding me was so gentle, as if she was afraid of crushing me, I even felt a piece of warmth dripping from my neck. The heat was so shocked that I couldn't help but look up, but was pressed tightly in her arms.

After a while, I finally broke free of her shackles, and looked up, only to meet her delicate and cold profile, the corners of my eyes were reddish, but it was more like the afterglow of anger.

——Perhaps it is my illusion.

Jiang Zhuo... how could she cry?

She shook her head mockingly, but listened to her reluctantly and said: "Oh, I should have known that you don't even need the throne for her...what am I?"

——No, it's not like that.

I never used you as a stand-in.

Because you are the first person I met in this world.

"I really hate my face. If I wasn't born to resemble Kuang Xiqing, I wouldn't have the stiff plan of Li Daitao, I would not be noticed by you, and I would not be used as a substitute for her, playing with applause. between."

——No, it is not!

I never meant to provoke you, let alone cheating on you.

I... love you.

I screamed frantically in my heart, defending myself, but I couldn't say a word when the words came to my lips, just arrogantly thinking: Since she has misunderstood, then let her go.

What's the point of explanation?

It's nothing but sad.

Seeing that I didn't answer, she lowered her eyes as if by default. She glared at me in anger, trembling all over, as if she would explode anytime.

"Everything is my fault, are you going to kill me?" I closed my eyes and sighed, I asked gently.

"How could I kill you!" she blurted out angrily. Seeing me, she immediately turned her face away in embarrassment, and explained in a cold voice, "You are the first daughter of the first emperor, the dignified prince, if I killed you, wouldn't it? Do you want to teach the people of the world to punish me and accuse me of being a cruel monarch?"

"That's not true. According to King Ling's reputation, the people in the world only have the reason to celebrate with the crown, and I am afraid that even Doctor Yu Shi would not admonish it." I smiled, but it is rare to have a leisurely self-mockery, and she can't help but stimulate her .

"Shut up! Hurry up and put away your thoughts about life and death! If you die, wouldn't the fifty thousand soldiers hit the water?" She sternly stopped me, her fists creaking, as if hovering on the edge of rage. "If you dare to commit suicide, I will immediately send someone to kill Kuang Xiqing, and the entire Lingwang Mansion will be buried with you!"

——She wouldn’t know, even if I’m gone, as long as the half of the Tiger Talisman is in her hand, the power of 50,000 soldiers and horses will not run away.

If I die, for her, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Well, I don't want to die, you let me go." After the foreshadowing, I told my real plan.

However, she saw her slap the iron cage with a severe palm, bending the three-fingered iron railing by half an inch, and let out an awful noise: "Go? Where are you going?"

"Anywhere, as long as you can leave here." Leaving you.

"Oh, don't think about it." She sneered, and squeezed my chin without mercy. She wanted to use force, but the next moment she was burned, she withdrew her hand abruptly, just to emphasize bitterly, "Don't think about it!"

After putting down such a dry and ruthless word, then he fled and seemed to leave the stone room.

I caressed the cold wound after applying ointment on my neck, finally held back my tears, only sighed softly.

After I broke up that day, I returned to the days of imprisonment. I just stayed in the side hall of the Chaolu Hall all day. The guards kept guarding from entering and leaving. The only difference was probably— -The person who imprisoned me has changed from Kuang Xiqing to Jiang Zhuo.

Knowing that Yan Ke had left Guanlan with Kwong Xiqing, I let go of my heart, and had no intention of resisting, so I just let it go.

She came to see me every day, sometimes she just glanced at me quietly through the screen, and sometimes she just sat on a cup of tea, and left without waiting for me to speak.

In addition, she also sent people from time to time to send some weird gadgets and valuable treasures and antiques. She did not send them to me in person, but quietly placed them where I could see them through the clever palace attendants.

Perhaps it was a bottle of fragrant lilies that I saw when I woke up early in the morning, perhaps it was a table of my favorite dishes at lunch, or a fan of beautifully written inscriptions on the desk... I would water the flowers on time. , I ate the food at the next table, and carefully collected every gift she gave, but I didn’t feel happy at all.

Why didn't she understand-these thoughtful gifts and favors were far inferior to her sincere apology.

Perhaps in her heart, she didn't feel that she had done something wrong, and she didn't mean to regret it.

It was five days in a flash.

That evening, shortly after dinner, the palace attendant was clearing the table, and she walked in with Shi Shiran holding her hand, waved her hand to avoid their greetings, and sat on the armchair opposite me with one hand on her chin. ,in silence.

The palace attendant delivered two cups of tea, and then wittily withdrew from the door, leaving me alone.

She picked up the tea lid and slowly skimmed the floating leaves on it. The white mist that rose in wisps of white mist covered her expression, making people indistinct.

I picked up the tea like her, and continued for a moment of silence, just like the previous five days, maybe she will remain relatively speechless until she leaves... Is it because I don’t take the initiative to speak, she will never talk to me ?

In that case, why not let me break the deadlock.

"Have you... had dinner?" After thinking about it, I still couldn't find a topic that could be cut into. I had to start with the dinner in front of me-I asked in a low voice while drinking tea.

"Cough cough, cough... well, used and used it." She didn't expect that I would suddenly speak, but she took a sip of tea, suppressed a few coughs, and turned her face red. Stammered and replied.

Staring at her embarrassed face for a while, after she worked hard to breathe and returned to her previous serious and indifferent face, I suppressed the uncontrollable smile and asked coldly: "If I don't speak, you Are you planning to stay in a stalemate with me like this?"

"Of course not," she put down the tea cup, frowned and looked at me with a calm expression, but a touch of helplessness passed through her eyes, "I just, I just don't know... how to speak."

"Then I ask you," I took a deep breath and tried to calmly express my thoughts, "Are you going to keep me here for the rest of my life? Like the bird in the cage, the carp in the pond? "

In this area for a lifetime, you will never be free for a lifetime.

Then, depression ended.

"No, I didn't..." She shook her head and explained to me after a moment. "Kuang Xiqing's forces have not been cleaned up. This palace is not just my subordinates, but also the spies placed by others. You will be in danger if you leave."

"Oh, that's right, there are many people who want my life." Self-deprecating smile-there is another biggest reason I didn't say, but they know each other well: I'm afraid it is in Kuang Xiqing and her confidant. Here, I am Jiang Zhuo, the biggest accomplice in the upper ranks.

Without my token, how could she mobilize Yan Ke's dead man? Without the backing of those dead men and fifty thousand soldiers and horses, why would she have entered the palace, making this civet cat a blind eye for the prince?

All this must be counted on my head.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you." She stood up, looked at me with scorching eyes, and said firmly.

"Is anyone this, including yourself?" I smiled at her, but my heart aches. This person who keeps saying that he wants to protect me is also the person who hurts me the most.

Can I still trust her?

How to believe her.

"I..." She froze in place, clasping her hands, but could no longer move towards me.

"Heh, Jiang Zhuo, what do I mean to you?" Suddenly, I realized that I had said countless likes and admiration to her countless times, but it seemed that I had never heard a word from her. Similar response-sure enough, is it just me being sentimental?

"Jane Xin," she looked at me deeply, suddenly took a step forward, another step, and in a flash she came to me, looking down at me condescendingly, every step seemed to be on my heart, teaching me I subconsciously held my breath, looking forward to her answer-in the dark, as if I had a foreboding that this answer was what I had been asking for for a long time, "I..."

"Your Majesty, report urgently--" At this moment, an anxious female voice rang through the door, interrupting the confrontation between us, and also destroying the eager sentiment.

"I..." She ignored the knocker, staring at me steadily, and stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The man yelled in a low voice outside the door reluctantly, and the knock on the door made him feel anxious.

"...You go." I raised my hand to trim the meticulous dress for her, I smiled, and turned back to the inner room.

The door opened and closed, the faint sigh quietly passed away, and the room fell into a dead silence.

She was gone, and I vaguely felt as if there was a door closed in my heart.