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Chapter 222

Chapter 222 Fear

In this imperial city, there are still many palaces with carved beams and painted buildings, and the palace people come and go in clusters, busy with the work at hand.

It's just that she is missing.

Jiang Huaiyang went to the palace where she had lived before, but both places were locked, and the inside was dark and dusty. It looked like it had not been visited for a long time.

He has been to the Imperial Garden and even to the Concubine's Palace.

He asked many people up and down, but no one told him that that person did not exist and was just made up by him.

He retorted with a sneer. He didn't believe it.

But there is no such person like Cheng Jiuji in the palace. Did she know about her brother and deliberately avoid him? Or did she get jealous and hide somewhere where he can't find her?

Jiang Huaiyang pursed her lips tightly, her heart seemed to be grasped by something, and even breathing was painful.

Whether you know it or you are angry, you should never leave without leaving a word.

The red plum blossoms in Luomeixuan bloomed beautifully, and the petals fell on his shoulder. He caught a glimpse of red in his peripheral vision, turned his head, and picked it up from his shoulder. His fingertips tightened and turned white, so the petals were twisted in his hand. Made clay.

But, what position does he have to keep her? He can't bring up a brother to repay her.

His hair covered his face, making it difficult to distinguish his expression. He turned back to look at the empty courtyard. He dismissed the palace people, and he was the only one here.

He knew that she had been here before, but the world didn't know it. How could he prove it?

The red plum blossoms around him were falling more and more fiercely, like a rain of blood, like a torrent, flooding the entire Luomei Pavilion. He stood there helplessly, looking at the people fleeing in all directions, with no intention of moving. .

After a while, everything he saw was blood red. When the redness subsided, and he opened his eyes again, he saw that the Holy River Temple was right in front of him.

His whole body was shaken, and he immediately walked towards the courtyard where he once lived. The cold wind whistled in his ears and his clothes rustled.

He knocked open the courtyard door and looked for the banyan tree.

He suddenly stopped.

"Ling Ling——"

The banyan tree is towering, with thousands of red threads hanging down from it. They were all tied by pilgrims in the past for the purpose of praying. The first one was tied up for an unknown period of time. The little lady he had been searching for for several days was standing under the tree. .

She raised her hand to tie the red silk, but she was still dissatisfied no matter how she tied it, over and over again.

Jiang Huaiyang called out again. She seemed to have heard him just now, but she didn't look back.

His heart tightened slightly, and he rushed forward and grabbed the red silk. Only then did Ruan Yuyi react. She turned her head sideways, her lacquered eyes looking distant as if she were looking at a stranger.

"What are you doing here?"

His throat tightened slightly, and he felt lucky in his heart - she still remembered him.

He suddenly laughed, and in her cold eyes, it took him a long time to stop. After suppressing his laughter, he suddenly forgot why he was here, and what he had experienced before was all hazy and vain.

He paused and said, "You know everything."

Her fingertips touched his waist, and even though they were separated by clothes, he really felt every touch. Her fingertips stayed on the sword at his waist, and she hummed casually.

Seeing her calm look, he felt relieved, "Whatever you want, just say it, I won't be stingy in compensating you."

"Your Majesty, does your Majesty know what I am thinking about?" She lowered her head, seeming to be very interested, and kept her eyes on the long sword. From his angle, she could only see the velvety hair that had not been oiled. top.

Without saying a word, he took the red rope she was holding in her other hand and twisted it around her fingertips a few times.

The red rope, as bright as cinnabar, made the little lady's fingertips become more and more as white as jade.

Unable to wait for his answer, she suddenly tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword, jerked it out, and took a few steps back. She became fierce and pushed the cold-gleaming long sword into his heart.

The cold sword breaks through flesh and blood, just like the scene on the battlefield at that time.

He coughed, and a sweet smell filled his throat - he deserved to receive this sword. But he didn't want to let go of the grudge so easily. If so, would she still stay by his side?

Ruan Yuyi also raised her face, tilted her head and smiled, with crystal tears almost falling in her eyes:

"I am thinking, why was it not you who died at that time, but my brother?"

"Without power and power, should I die for you?"

The severe pain spread throughout her limbs and bones, and he raised his hand with great effort to wipe away her tears.

She seemed too lazy to talk to him and drew out her long sword with her backhand. The sword was still stained with blood. When she turned around and left, just one drop after another fell behind her.

He wanted to follow, but a throbbing pain in his heart stopped him. When he opened his eyes again, he realized it was a dream.

There was still the gold pin account in front of him. He turned his head slightly and saw that she was still sleeping peacefully next to him. Her breathing was even and shallow. In the small space, the light fragrance of her body was filled with it. Maybe it was powder, maybe it was brought by birth.

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In short, the fragrance invaded his bones and blood and seemed to be difficult to separate. He took a long and slow breath.

At this time, there was cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he put on his cloak and got up and walked out.

The cold wind invaded his muscles and corroded his bones, but it woke him up and freed him from the nightmare just now.

He didn't know how long he stood under the moonlight. When he opened the curtain again and entered, he suddenly realized that he was covered in cold air. If he was in bed with her again, he might wake her up.

So he slept on the couch with his clothes on.

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Ruan Yuyi woke up first when she was full from sleep, and when she looked around, there was no one there. She thought it was him who got up first, because she was wearing embroidered shoes to stay.

Just as she opened her mouth to call Mu Xiang in to wait on her, the black color on the small couch caught her eye.

She wondered why he was lying here. When she came closer and saw that his eyes were closed, she didn't dare to disturb him. She just took a small quilt, unfolded it, and covered him.

His nose looks like a shaved nose, his eyebrows are like green spots, and when he doesn't open his eyes, they are really warm and moist, making people feel so close to him in a trance.

Ruan Yuyi stretched out her hand to smooth his frown. Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist.

She was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "How long have you been awake, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Huaiyang stared at it for a long time. The face in front of him was so vivid that it made the tip of his nose feel a little bitter. He pulled her down and let her fall on top of him.

He said hoarsely, "When you put on the quilt."

She held her hands in front of him, feeling a little uncomfortable. She wanted to get up, but he was holding her tightly. His voice fell into her ears, "Don't move, just hug her for a while."

Then she became obedient and stopped moving.

She felt that His Majesty seemed a little strange today. He slept on the small couch for no reason. He looked like he was afraid of something.

But she couldn't figure out what on earth he was afraid of?

Jiang Huaiyang suddenly realized something, held her shoulders to help her stand up, so as not to press her abdomen, and then stood up himself.

She cooperated with his movements and stabilized her body, her eyebrows twitching slightly.

She opened her mouth, using a strange voice that didn't belong to her, "——Are you looking forward to its birth?" She heard her heart beat like a drum.

Although she didn't like it here, if she really got pregnant in the future and had to avoid it, she thought her child would need his protection.

She didn't want to admit it, but deep down she was still vaguely expecting something.

(End of chapter)


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