She didn't say much, stood up slowly, and saw Hua Yuejin subconsciously taking a step back.
Chu Jiaoli gently suppressed the doubts in her heart and turned around to leave without leaving a trace.
Returning to the concubine's palace, she carefully inspected Xiaoli's claws and found no blood. Instead, she found a piece of something the size of a fingernail, which was close to skin color and had a thin layer. It did not have the texture of pastry or cloth. She carefully wrapped the thing in a handkerchief and handed it to Linglong, saying, "Find out what this is and don't let the prince and princess find it."
Linglong nodded in agreement: "Yes."
Chu Jiaoli gently picked up the little pear and put it on her lap. She stroked its soft hair with her slender fingers. Listening to its purring sound of enjoyment, Chu Jiaoli's head started to hurt again.
"This cat's fur is as pure white as pear blossoms, so I call it Little Pear."
Chu Jiaoli came back to her senses, blinked her eyes slightly, and murmured: "Xiaoli... is this how your name came about?"
"Let me give this little pear to you. It is destined to you and likes you so much. It will make you happier if you follow it."
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip. She had a strong feeling of intimacy from the first moment she saw Xiaoli. Although they were destined, she clearly understood that this was Beigong Tengxiao's gift to Hua Yuejin.
, the words in my mind are simply ridiculous.
She raised her hand to rub her temples, closed her eyes and sighed softly. Could it be that... she had a delusional disorder?
At night, you will see a magnificent scene in front of you.
In the splendid palace, Beigong Tengxiao was dressed in a noble golden dragon robe. He looked down at her with doting love in his eyes.
Standing next to her was a woman in purple clothes. She raised her eyes and saw that it was Mo Wei.
Mo Wei had a cold smile, and the long sword in her hand was dripping with blood, staining the clean carpet, which was shocking.
Suddenly, the sword was raised, and the fire light stung her eyes.
His arms were grabbed by the man in front of him and turned to the other side.
When he raised his eyes again, Beigong Tengxiao's chest had been pierced by a long sword, and his chest was stained with large stains of blood.
Chu Jiaoli's heart suddenly tugged, and tears burst out of her eyes instantly: "No... don't..."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and touched her face, his face gradually turned pale, but his eyes were still filled with gentle doting: "You have always been the only wife in my heart..."
As he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and his body suddenly became cold, like a stone statue, lifeless.
"Don't..."Don't die...
Chu Jiaoli suddenly opened her eyes, her glass-like pupils filled with fear and uneasiness.
Beigong Tengxiao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was suddenly startled. He was worried about Chu Jiaoli, so he waited until late at night when she was asleep to come and see her.
I've just given her a sleeping point, so she shouldn't wake up...
Chu Jiaoli stood up, holding her forehead, and looked at Beigong Tengxiao in front of her. She stared at it for a while, her eyes filled with tears.
She reached out and touched Bei Gong Tengxiao's face, which felt warm.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned slightly, she...why wasn't she surprised by his appearance?
Her cold hands slowly reached into his collar and touched his chest. She felt the strong heartbeat and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She closed her eyes, threw herself into his arms, and murmured: "That's great..."
That dream was really terrifying. She would never have thought that the delusion she had developed could give her some comfort.
It’s just...does hypochondria have such a real feeling?
Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows lightly. Was he frightened?
He raised his arms and put his arms around her shoulders, raised his thin lips slightly, and said, "What? This morning you were acting like you were breaking up with me, and now you're throwing yourself into his arms?"
Chu Jiaoli's face was slightly stiff. She frowned slightly and left his arms awkwardly. Her cheeks were slightly flushed with embarrassment. She lowered her head and said, "What are you doing here?"
Beigong Tengxiao hesitated to speak, and his delicate phoenix eyes returned to an indifferent look, saying: "It is my responsibility to take good care of you for Zhongluo. I just don't want you to have any accidents in Beiming.
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Beigong Tengxiao clenched her fists, not knowing what terrible nightmare she had.
Seeing her slightly pale face with fright, and some beads of sweat on her forehead, he felt terribly distressed. He really wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her gently: Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid...
I will always be by your side...
Chu Jiaoli's eyes dimmed, she turned away and said: "As you can see, I am very well."
Beigong Tengxiao's expression did not change and he responded coldly: "Yeah."
Chu Jiaoli's lips opened slightly, but she hesitated to speak. They had clearly broken up this morning, but he came to disturb her heart again. She should have driven him out, but her will was so shaken.
The two of them were silent, and Beigong Tengxiao seemed reluctant to leave.
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes to look at him. The beating candlelight reflected his knife-like profile. The image of blood and red blood flashed past in her mind, making her eyes flash.
"You don't want to die." She couldn't help but murmured.
No matter how great their rift is and how deep their hatred is, she cannot bear to see him in danger.
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her and said, "Are you cursing me?"
Chu Jiaoli's eyes flickered, she frowned and looked at him seriously, saying: "No..."
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her tearful eyes, and his heart froze. She probably didn't even notice it, but her expression was so affectionate that it moved him.
He raised his hand and untied his hair tie, and the tied black hair fell away. The black embroidered hair tie covered her ears with lightning speed and blinded her eyes.
When Chu Jiaoli reacted, her eyes were completely dark. She frowned and was about to reach out to pull off the hair tie, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned her down on the bed.
Chu Jiaoli struggled for a while and said, "What are you doing?"
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her blindfolded eyes and no longer concealed his emotions. He showed a slightly sentimental look and said in a low voice: "Don't look at me like that."
That love without a trace of scheming and without hesitation seemed to be scolding him silently: Beigong Tengxiao, you are so cruel!
It's great that she can't see herself, so she doesn't have to play this annoying drama anymore.
The corners of Chu Jiaoli's eyes were slightly moist. Did she do something disgusting to him again? Did he find it disgusting to even look at her expression one more time? Well, before showing a more sarcastic expression, he stopped it in his own way.
.
Accept your fate, you will fall into this trap for the rest of your life.
A hair tie isolates the two people from looking at each other, just like the feelings they conceal under the masks.
Beigong Tengxiao stared at her, his dark eyes filled with blurry mist, all the past events appeared in his mind, and his heart throbbed hard.
He slowly closed his eyes, and with deep love and longing, he leaned over and kissed her lips gently.
