"Was she my sister?" Qing Leng's surprised voice unexpectedly rang in their ears. Nangong Mei, who was dressed in a thin fur coat, stood by the door with her hands on the door frame and looked at them.
"Mei'er, why are you up?" Luo Si's cold eyes were immediately filled with tenderness, and he strode towards Nangong Mei. He took off his light yellow dragon robe and put it on Nangong Mei, and skillfully hugged her in.
In arms.
"Mei'er..." Panta turned to look at Nangong Mei, whose face was still pale, feeling extremely guilty, and tears bursting out. Although she was still haggard, it could be seen that she was fine, so she could rest assured.
Nangong Mei glanced at Panta, then turned to look at Luo Si, and said: "Was she really my sister before? But why don't I want to be with her at all? She makes me feel nothing.
Half a warm feeling."
Luo Si hugged Nangong Mei a little tighter and said calmly: "You were good sisters before you entered the palace, but you were no longer good sisters long before you lost your memory."
"Why?" Nangong Mei just asked casually, as if the answer was not important to her.
Luo Si looked at Nangong Mei affectionately and said softly: "She was jealous of my love for you, so she fell out with you." Perhaps, this is the best explanation.
"Oh." Nangong Mei just responded lightly, with a sweet smile on her face, "Si, I'm tired from standing, please take me in to rest." It turns out that she had such strong thoughts at that time.
The desire to protect Panta is because she used to be her good sister, but she is no longer a sister, and she will no longer pay extra attention to her.
She didn't want to care too much, she just wanted Luo Si to pamper her carefree every day.
Luo Si looked at Nangong Mei dotingly, bent his knees a little, picked up Nangong Mei, and said softly: "Since my beloved concubine is tired, I will carry my beloved concubine into the house to rest." After saying that, he strode towards the court.
Walking towards the back room, the palpitating tower kneeling on the ground was like transparent air.
Nangong Mei wrapped her slender jade hands around Luo Si's neck, pressed her face against his neck, gently closed her eyes, and had a faint smile on her lips.
A gust of breeze passed by Panta, and she stared blankly at the two people hugging each other and leaving, feeling so heartbroken that she could bleed.
This is retribution! In order to get the favor of the man she loved, she betrayed her sisters who treated her sincerely. But in the end, she got nothing and was filled with desolation.
She came here just to see if Nangong Mei was well. She got her wish, but she was completely heartbroken. Nangong Mei, she is living a good life. She doesn't hate or complain, and she doesn't want to run away. She feels at ease.
Staying beside Luo Si, being held in the palm of a country's supreme being, she has the happiness that women all over the world envy. And the man she loves finally gets the attachment of his beloved woman as he wishes, and is willing to stay in his arms with peace of mind.
Winning. They are all so happy! Finally happy!
But as for her, she has nothing! She has lost her best sister, gained the disgust of her beloved, and has lost all the sunshine in her life.
Her best sister had forgotten her, and their former sisterhood had been completely forgotten. In the end, all that remained was that feeling of disgust. She could no longer feel any warmth on her body.
From the moment Nangong Mei appeared and said that she no longer had any affection for her, her heart was already hurting so much that she couldn't breathe. Although she could still feel the beating of her heart, it was the rhythm of dripping blood.
Her originally delicate and beautiful eyes were filled with sadness. She stared painfully at their departing figures until they disappeared. Her eyes still couldn't leave from that direction, and her sharp nails had unknowingly sunk into the flesh and blood of her palms.
Without knowing it, the low voice was full of despair, as unreal as auditory hallucinations, "I am full of sins and filth, and when I shed my last drop of blood, I hope to get the right to pray to God. I am in agony for the last time in this life.
A prayer, hoping that my best sister Nangong Mei and the man I love most in this life can be happy forever and not be annoyed by the world."
She got up from the ground with difficulty, her eyes were as calm as water, and she could not see any emotion. She picked up her embroidered shoes and walked towards the outside of the palace step by step. Every step she took was so heavy, as if she had already crossed over in one step.
for centuries.
The lonely and lonely figure becomes smaller and smaller on the blue and white stone road of this palace.
At night, a frightening scream came from Xiaoquan Palace where Concubine Chu lived, followed by wailing throughout the palace.
Concubine Chu cut her wrists and committed suicide.
According to legend, blood flowed all over the ground, staining the entire ground with a layer of blood.
That night, Nangong Mei woke up in the middle of the night with tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't know why she was crying.
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
Concubine Chu's suicide by cutting her wrists quickly spread throughout the palace. Since that day, the queen was deposed and Concubine Chu committed suicide, which has become the focus of everyone's discussion. Various rumors are flying in the sky, and naturally there are many.
The people who got involved with Nangong Mei were all kinds of good and bad.
Even if people change, the palace will not change, and the blue lake, slightly rippling by the spring breeze, will still flow quietly in the imperial garden.
Luo Si was wearing a light yellow dragon robe, but he didn't have the majesty of the Nine-Five Lord. He gently held Nangong Mei's slender waist from behind, leaned his head on her neck, and whispered: "Mei
Son, what are you thinking about?"
Nangong Mei meekly stayed in Luo Si's arms, but her dark eyes were still staring blankly at the rippling lake surface, and she faintly said: "I don't understand why Palpitation Tower committed suicide?"
Luo Si's slender body suddenly stiffened, and he felt uneasy for a while. Then Feng Qingyun said calmly: "She knew that she would never get the rights she wanted. She was so frustrated that she committed suicide." Regardless.
Panta and Nangong Mei had been at odds because of something, but it was a fact that they had been such good sisters. Nangong Mei's tenderness towards her was something he had never seen before. He was a little afraid that Panta's appearance would change the relationship between him and Nangong Mei.
The current situation of Nangong Mei.
"Is that so?" Nangong Mei said as if talking to herself, "Is this palace really as murderous as people say?"
Luo Si hugged Nangong Mei a little tighter and said firmly: "No matter whether it is as cold and dark as people say, it is the home of you and me! I will always be by your side and drive away everything for you.
The darkness brings you the warmest home!"
"Home?" Nangong Mei murmured softly. This was a term that was very unfamiliar to her. She could not outline its outline. Luo Si's caring and gentleness made her feel deeply sad. The family in the palace
Women all took Luo Si as their husbands, but they could not find the so-called home in Luo Si. They only had the sorrow of surviving in the harem.
Panta's death may be just an insignificant one in this harem full of bones. But Nangong Mei's heart is getting heavier and heavier, not because of Luo Si, but because of Panta. This person she has forgotten
This woman, this woman who was once a good sister, this woman who could no longer feel warmth, now made her feel heartache.
Although she doesn't like her, she doesn't want her to die! Although she doesn't want to see her, she hopes she can live a good life!
Palpitation Tower died, and the already blank heart became even more empty. It seemed that something had been forcefully pulled out of my heart, leaving only pervasive sadness.
"This is home!" Luo Si walked around to Nangong Mei, knelt down on one knee, stared at her affectionately and said, "Mei'er, will you marry me?"
A look of surprise flashed through Nangong Mei's dark eyes, and then she became calm as water. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and she said lightly: "Am I not already your concubine? I have married you a long time ago!"
"Not a concubine, but a wife! The only wife in this life!" Luo Si's charming eyes looked at Nangong Mei affectionately, with only that peerless face in his dark pupils, "Marry me and be my queen, okay?"
"
Nangong Mei suppressed the smile on her face, looked at Luo Si and said patiently: "The queen has just been deposed, so you let me be the queen. Aren't you afraid of the whole court talking about it?"
"So what about the discussion?" Luo Si's dark eyes were full of determination, "The position of my wife can only belong to the woman I love most, and it can only belong to you! As long as you are my queen, who in the world dares to
Not convinced?!"
Nangong Mei stretched out her slender jade hand to hold Luo Si's big cold hand, nodded and said: "I promise you, I will be your queen." She didn't care about anyone else, as long as she could stay by Luo Si's side.
She doesn't mind whether she is a concubine or a queen.
"Really?" Luo Si looked at Nangong Mei excitedly, his dark eyes shining brightly, stood up, and hugged Nangong Mei in his arms.
Concubine Han was indeed his concubine, and he carried her back in an eight-carriage sedan chair. However, it was Hange who he carried back, but not Nangong Mei who was standing in front of him now. Nangong Mei had never married him,
It's just that she doesn't know.
He wants her to truly belong to him, he wants her to put on a bright red wedding dress for him and become his bride, he wants her to be his unique queen!
Facing Nangong Mei, he felt nervous and uneasy like never before. Proposing to her was even more nervous than when he went to the battlefield for the first time. Even though he was very sure that she would agree, he was still worried about the small possibility.
There is a chance that she will reject it.
Now, she really agreed in person, how could he not be so happy that Nangong Mei could finally truly belong to him!
Nangong Mei, who was held in Luo Si's arms, didn't feel the slightest bit happy. For some reason, the word wife always made her feel heartbroken.