His eyes slowly moved from her sleeping face to the table, looking at the letter she had written, with a hint of incomprehensible astonishment in her eyes.
The densely packed Chinese and Romanian characters describe the current situation of Beigong's soaring in the sky and the tiger falling in Pingyang, asking for the support of the Chinese and Romanian forces. The words are precise and sincere, and the logic is rigorous, unlike her usual careless style.
When Chu Jiaoli was studying in the Imperial College, she also showed him many of her compositions.
This way of writing is very similar to Chu Jiaoli's original style.
He gently took the brush away from her hand and tried to carry her to the bed. This subtle move made Chu Jiaoli wake up from a light sleep.
She frowned slightly, opened her eyes, looked at Beigong Tengxiao, was slightly startled, looked back at the letter on the table, raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, not knowing when she fell asleep.
She arranged the papers on the table and said, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, what else do you have to do?"
Beigong Tengxiao was slightly stunned. He frowned slightly and said, "What do you call me?"
Chu Jiaoli raised her slender eyebrows and said, "Your Highness?"
Beigong Tengxiao leaned down, raised his hand to lift her chin, looked into her clear eyes, with a complicated look on his face, and said, "You always call me by my name, why did you change your name?"
Chu Jiaoli seemed a little puzzled by this question. With the frequent thoughts, she seemed to be gradually unwilling to become as cheerful as usual. It was not that her mood had worsened, but that she had calmed down from the inside out.
Down, just as Linglong Bairi said, she became more elegant.
She didn't know the reason for the drastic change in temperament. Facing Beigong Tengxiao, she trusted him without hesitation. She looked at him frankly and said, "I just suddenly felt that I should call you this way."
Hearing this familiar tone, Beigong Tengxiao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her memory is slowly recovering?
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You have changed."
Looking at his enthusiastic eyes, a trace of astonishment flashed across Chu Jiaoli's eyes. She showed a faint smile and said, "Isn't this why the prince came here late at night?"
Beigong Tengxiao turned away indifferently and said seriously: "Why do you leave Xu Qingqian in your dormitory?"
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli's expression became serious. She looked at Beigong Tengxiao and said: "Her father, Xu Zhixian, may be able to achieve great things and may be useful to you. This is why you will bring her into the mansion."
Right?"
Beigong Tengxiao was stunned, and Chu Jiaoli seemed to have enlightened in an instant, becoming aware of him, understanding him, and thinking about him as usual...
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows indifferently and said: "The prince looks at me like this, which will make me mistakenly think that you are pleased with me. The reason why you covered my eyes last night is because the prince does not want to see something, or maybe because
...What doesn’t the prince want my concubine to see?”
After being exposed, Beigong Tengxiao frowned and stared at her, his fists tightened unconsciously, and he said in a low voice: "You think too much, the only one I love is Li'er."
"The prince keeps saying that he loves the princess, but his contact with the princess is not even close to that of his concubine. It is like the traditional Chinese medicine before. The prince clearly has the antidote, but he does not hesitate to find another man to touch the princess. If she is really the one you love, it is really unreasonable, but the above
You cried and expressed your heartfelt feelings in front of the princess's grave for months, but it was not false. In this case, there is only one possibility, she is not real..."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to cover her mouth, with a look of surprise and shock in his eyes. He pursed his thin lips and said close to her ear: "You are so sharp-tongued. If you talk nonsense again, you will be careful about your life." Chu Jiaoli looked at him calmly, and his slightly panicked reaction had confirmed her suspicion.
When Beigong Tengxiao slowly put down his hand, Chu Jiaoli leaned into his ear and whispered: "My lord, please don't worry, I will keep it a secret."
Bei Gong Tengxiao gently raised the corners of his lips, kissed her cheek, tapped the letter paper on the table with his slender fingers, and said hoarsely: "I know that you are very loyal."
Chu Jiaoli slowly closed her eyes, and the familiar scent of his body entered her nose. She opened her lips and said: "I also have a certain status in Zhongluo. I will give this letter to Uncle Wei. It will be useful to the prince in the government."
Helpful."
Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and he said: "You clearly heard what I said in the cemetery. You know that I was demoted here for another purpose, so you are not afraid of unnecessary trouble?"
Chu Jiaoli lowered her head and straightened his collar and said: "Your Majesty has lofty ambitions and long-term plans. He really does not need the support of women. However, the current situation is serious and he is besieged on all sides. I want to do my best to fight quickly and win the battle quickly."
Being trapped in the shallows, I am afraid that some villain will succeed."
Beigong Tengxiao's expression turned dark. He raised his hand to hold her catkins and said, "Why?"
Chu Jiaoli smiled faintly and said: "You are my concubine's husband, and I am always right towards you, right?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao chuckled, grabbed the back of her hand and gave her a quick peck, saying, "You are so virtuous and pleasing to the eye."
Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly: "Winning the prince's favor is not a good thing, right?"
Beigong Tengxiao raised his slender finger and pointed at her red lips, saying: "So, keep your mouth shut when it comes to the people you want to be wary of."
Chu Jiaoli took out a black hair tie from her sleeve, slowly unfolded it, and said: "You have to take care of your own eyes when necessary, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and covered her eyes with the hairband.
Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were dark, he kissed her lips, gently rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, and said hoarsely: "Good girl..."
Chu Jiaoli felt her body hanging in the air, being hugged by him. She bit her lip, raised her arms and put her arms around his neck, leaned against his chest, and walked towards the bed with him.
Imperial Palace, Qingxin Hall.
"Cough cough cough..."
Bei Gonglie was lying on the dragon bed, his face was horribly pale. He coughed hard several times, gasped weakly, and his eyes were blurry.
Wen Liangren sat beside the bed, blew on the decoction in his hand, scooped up a spoonful and fed it to his mouth, frowning worriedly and said: "Your Majesty, drink the medicine."
"Pah!" Bei Gonglie raised his hand and the medicine bowl was pushed to the ground and broke into pieces.
He glared at Wen Liangren and said, "This medicine has no effect at all! Why is my body becoming weaker and weaker?"
Wen Liangren hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head and said, "I don't know..."
Bei Gonglie clenched his fists tremblingly, recalling that the gentle man risked his life to block a sword for him and his tire slipped, and he could never doubt her.
He looked up sadly and said, "Could it be that... my time is coming?"
The gentle man frowned and said, "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense..."
Bei Gonglie seemed to have thought of something. He slowly turned his head to look at Wen Liangren and said, "Where is your brother? Is he still missing?"
Wen Liangren shook his head and said: "I really don't know..." She rolled her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, my brother has superb medical skills. If you allow him to show up, there is really a magic medicine that can cure the Emperor, but... But the Emperor has
He issued a wanted death warrant, but his younger brother may have been afraid... and went into hiding. How about the emperor rewrite the edict and spare him from the death penalty?"
