Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 185(1/2)

Every corner of life has a knot, which is tied to the front edge and reincarnation.

He slept peacefully, but because of the injury on his back, he could only sleep on his back. At first, he insisted on chatting with her, talking about the time when they first met, the palace, and his state of mind when he married her...

Like an old friend who talked about everything, he and she were untying the knot hanging between them at the corner they passed together.

He talks and she listens.

Even though he was a tough man and a member of the royal family who was born and raised in a honey pot, the sword wound was still a bit too much for him to bear. Drowsily, he closed his eyes.

Her hand was always held tightly by him.

Quietly staring at his sleeping face, his face was still a little pale, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a smile. His breathing was even, and his strong lines looked unusually soft after falling asleep, like a man who had found warmth.

The child looked a little helpless in her eyes.

He tried to withdraw his hand, but he held it tighter, his brows bunched together in dissatisfaction, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth began to decrease. It was not until she stopped struggling that he regained his original trajectory.

She has been sitting here for half an hour, letting him hold her hand and staring at him. For the first time, she began to face up to everything that happened between them. She was saved because of hatred on the execution ground, and in Prince Qing's palace.

He married because of hatred, and finally broke up because of hatred. It seems that he and she have always been surrounded by hatred.

She didn't remember how he abandoned the word, but she only remembered that at that time, her mind was filled with hatred. And he just stayed with her silently. She ignored him and everything around her, focusing on

I just think about how to sink myself into the abyss of hatred.

Going to Yanbei was the bud of her new life, and seeing Xiang made her flower of life bloom instantly. The plain, new life washed away her burdened soul. Her love was also at that time

, dedicated to that indifferent man without reservation.

If it is said that when you come to this other world, you must go through transformation before you can be reborn. Then Wan Qiqing is the one who witnessed her transformation; and Xi is the one who gives her rebirth.

With her past and unknown path ahead, she chose the latter.

As if he was dreaming, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, and he held her hand harder. Through his generous palm, she felt his hesitation. She wanted to insist on withdrawing her hand, but hesitated at this moment.

After marrying Hao, her heart was filled with love, and he only allowed her to experience happiness. Gradually, she went from being innocent and knowing only hate and not hating, loving and not loving, to accepting and understanding.

She has more complex emotions. In other words, she can have another kind of feeling for this man she doesn't love.

It's very subtle, very strange, hard to explain, and unclear.

In fact, he should be the one who gave her her first rebirth.

However, at that time, neither he nor she could clearly see the seemingly invisible thread that could not withstand the wind and rain.

If it is interrupted, it will be missed.

Because of him, she understood a lot. Looking back, except for what she has now, all the things before were just flowers in the mirror, gorgeous and dazzling, but lost their reality.

Gently, open his hand.

The moment the door closed, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes...

Before dawn, the young eunuch was waiting outside the room with his dragon robe, concealing the fact that he had been assassinated. Wan Qiqing still insisted on going to the morning court. This is an extraordinary moment, and there must be no carelessness.

When Mai Mai got up, Wan Qiqing had already left. After washing up, she came to the yard and stood in the morning light, stretching comfortably. This was the place where Hao lived, and it was full of memories with him. Mai

Mai doesn't feel strange at all.

"Sister Xuanyun," Xiao Yu came to her holding a bag of things, "the things you ordered are ready."

"Well, okay," Mai Mai smiled and nodded, "Let's recharge our batteries and wait for Xu Shi to leave the palace!"

The emperor stayed overnight in Nianxi Palace, and the news spread throughout every corner of the palace.

Concubine Mei ordered her palace to be cleaned from the inside out. The plum blossoms in the garden had withered and were scattered all over the ground in pink.

When Dong'er conveyed the rumors from outside the palace to Concubine Mei word for word, she just turned around indifferently and continued to feed the red carp in the pond.

"Inform the imperial kitchen that I will host a banquet in the palace today, and the dishes must be exquisite."

"Yes," Dong'er turned around and left.

"Mei Fei," the sudden appearance of the guards behind her startled Mei Fei. As soon as she let go, all the fish food fell into the pond, causing the fish to swarm together.

Turning back and seeing Wan Qijing's personal bodyguard, Concubine Mei showed displeasure on her face, "This is not Prince Jing's Mansion, the rules should still be followed."

"What Concubine Mei taught you is," the visitor just nodded slightly as an apology, then took out a small paper bag and handed it over, "This is what King Jing asked his subordinates to give to Concubine Mei."

Mei Fei took it, raised her eyes and asked, "What is this?"

"King Jing said that it can make Concubine Mei get twice the result with half the effort."

As smart as Mei Fei was, why couldn't she hear what he meant? She turned around quickly, clenched the package tightly in her hands, calmed down her emotions, and said in a clear voice, "I would like to thank Prince Jing for his kindness."

"yes,"

There was no sound of the guards behind her. Concubine Mei opened her palms, with shame, anger, and humiliation flashing across her face. Finally, she raised her hands and wanted to throw them into the pool, but stopped in mid-air...

Wan Qiqing endured the pain in his back and sat in the imperial study room, continuing to discuss with several ministers. Now that all parties are ready, they can send out troops at a selected date. It is different from the last expedition. This time, from food and grass

All the military resources are fully prepared, and the soldiers and generals are in particularly good spirits after getting a rest. In addition, the climate in March is pleasant, which will not cause weather problems for the battle. They are confident enough for this battle.

After a busy day, it was almost dusk, and the ministers retreated one after another. Wan Qiqing stroked his brow tiredly, and the pain behind him never stopped. It was time to go see her, and he didn't know if what happened yesterday had happened.

scare her.

The young eunuch saw that he had finished handling state affairs and hurriedly stepped forward to report, "Your Majesty, Concubine Mei sent someone to invite the Emperor to have dinner."

"I won't go." Wan Qiqing refused without even thinking.

"Well," the little eunuch hesitated, spying on his face, and whispered back, "Today is the birthday of Concubine Mei."

Wan Qiqing was slightly startled and slowly lowered his eyes. In his memory, he seemed to have never known her birthday. Ever since he had that figure in his heart, he seemed to have completely forgotten about her.

"Let's drive."

Dong'er, who was waiting outside the palace gate, saw the emperor's carriage approaching from a distance, and immediately ran back to notify Concubine Mei to come out and pick it up.

Concubine Mei wore a pale pink pleated skirt, combed her temples with great effort, put on some light makeup, walked in leisurely, and took the maids and eunuchs in the palace to the palace gate to kneel down to greet the holy driver, elegant yet elegant.

noble.

Wan Qiqing stepped down from the sedan chair and said, "Mei'er, get up." Behind the sedan, a dozen eunuchs were holding the congratulatory gifts that Wan Qiqing gave to Concubine Mei.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mei Fei stood up gracefully.

Wan Qiqing took her hand and walked in, "Meier, I have been busy with state affairs in recent days, and I have indeed neglected you. I even forgot your birthday. Don't you blame me?"

Mei Fei smiled sweetly and said, "Mei'er is very happy that His Majesty can take time out of his busy schedule to visit Mei'er." When Wan Qiqing came in, she glanced at Dong Guo'er as if nothing had happened.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Looking at Wan Qiqing's slightly pale face, Concubine Mei asked with concern, "Your Majesty, have you been too busy with state affairs recently?"

"Well, I'm a little busy." The table was full of dishes, but he didn't move a chopstick, and he didn't even touch the wine. He just drank a few sips of tea.

Afterwards, silence.

For a long time, Mei Fei poured a glass of wine by herself, drank it all, put down the glass, and looked at him with a smile, "Haha, since when did the Emperor and me become so alienated?" There seemed to be a look in her eyes.

Sparkling crystal, his eyes kept falling on the cup of ginseng soup on the table.

He raised his eyes and looked at Concubine Mei's pretending to be strong, revealing a touch of unpredictability.

"Even so, Mei'er didn't have a moment to spare, didn't she? Her close friendship with King Jing and her reputation among the people will impress me." Wan Qiqing's words made Concubine Mei startled.

It turns out that he knew it all along.

She poured another glass of wine and drank it down. The burning sensation in her throat did not bring her any comfort.

"I still miss the old Mei'er who played the piano and played with the moon, being arrogant and looking down at the world."

"Haha, the palace is only suitable for a woman like that to survive," Mei Fei smiled lightly, raised her watery eyes, and looked at him intently, "Don't have extravagant expectations, don't force it, just stay quietly where you belong.

In the corner of the room, I stroked the piano and told the sorrow that no one could understand. Day after day, I persuaded myself all the time to wait for the opportunity to seize the ethereal feelings. Such waiting will not cause trouble to anyone.

Even if the one you love is about to marry someone else, you must continue to pretend to be noble and keep your only self-esteem. What the emperor wants...is this Mei'er like this?"

At this moment, she allowed herself to have one last glimmer of hope. As long as he could give her a little hope, she would give up everything without hesitation.

He stared at her deeply, his eyes slightly narrowed, "What I can give you is freedom."

This result was already expected, and he could no longer tolerate anyone in his heart. Concubine Mei smiled bitterly, and it was time to wake up from her dream.

He took a deep breath, carefully hid his cowardly self, and regained his elegant and beautiful smile, "The Emperor can't do anything without eating. Come on, let's drink some soup to warm yourself up."

She scooped up a spoonful of ginseng soup and handed it over.

Wan Qiqing took it and stirred it a few times with a spoon. Mei Fei watched it closely.

At this moment, his personal eunuch hurriedly ran in, without even bothering to salute, he directly whispered a few words into his ear. Wan Qiqing's expression suddenly changed, he put down the bowl and stood up quickly, saying "I have something to say"

"What happened?" and strode out of Concubine Mei's palace.

He stared blankly at the bowl of soup and slowly stood up, "Let's move on."

Some things are destined.

The moonlight is slightly cool, exuding a charming halo. Carefully, try not to step on the plum blossoms on the ground, raise your hand, and follow the petals that fall from time to time.

In March, it’s time to wither.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage