Then, he lowered his head and looked at her gently for a long time and said, "Qianshang, are you blaming me?"
His voice was so gentle and almost eerie
Qian Shang stared at Qi Ye, unable to say a word or make an expression.
I can only look pale, like a puppet, lying on the bed
From beginning to end, she should have known that her life was not up to her, but to him.
"Qianshang, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame Hud for his inability. If he were the emperor, I wouldn't want you if I wanted you." Then, Qiyeyou buried his head deeply, as if he was crazy.
Still asking for her body
Until the doctor arrived, Qiye still hugged her tightly
Then he looked at Qian Shang and stretched out his wrist
Qian Shang didn't look at the things around her, she just closed her eyes. She could feel her heartbeat, as dull as death.
She didn't even remember what the imperial doctor said. She just heard Qiye repeat it one by one, and then ordered people to boil the medicine. Then there were only two people in the palace.
Qian Chang closed her eyes, feeling that she had no strength to struggle at all, and she did not have enough mood to resist. She had to succumb to Qiye, and had to succumb to fate.
The courage that made her resist for a moment had all dissipated.
She is still the same person in the cold palace
Quiet, lonely, silent, forbearing, even desperate, even having to endure
She is always a woman, a woman who cannot resist fate
Qianshang's calmness made Qiye's anger rise again. Qiye himself never realized that this woman could always arouse his anger in an instant.
She didn't want to follow him, and he was angry. She avoided her as he wished, and he was even more angry. Now, even if she doesn't resist him, he is angry!
