At this time, the tears falling from the corners of the eyes were intertwined with the sweat seeping out, and a face that could never be seen appeared, anxious, helpless and hesitant, so fragile, deeply tugging at his soul, holding her tightly.
Hands, sharp eyes squinted to the side, "Did the empress say anything after she came back?" He didn't believe that his drama could hurt her like this.
Zhumei bowed her head and responded: "Your Majesty, the master has not said a word since he came back."
Zhulan said: "Before returning to the palace, the master said something to the slave." Looking back on the master's expression when he spoke, perhaps it was the answer. His Majesty asked, so he did not dare to hide anything.
"What?"
Zhulan responded: "Master asked me, slave, have you ever experienced the feeling of letting the person you are closest to deny your existence?"
Denied existence by the person closest to him? Mrs. Nalan is deceased. Could it be that Nalan Qinghong did something to hurt Ning'er? It seems that the relationship between father and daughter is not what he realizes in his heart. Why is that? It has cooled down.
The cold eyes flashed fiercely, and fierce murderous intent surged out, Ning'er, no matter who hurt you, I will make him pay the price for it and regret being born in this world, "You all go down."
"According to the decree."
After the door clasped slightly, he took off the cotton brocade in his hand and threw it on the ground. He pressed Feng Ning's sleeping acupuncture points with his fingers to let her consciousness fall silent and no longer be disturbed by nightmares. She took off her robe and
On the couch, he hugged her body tightly, smelling the cold and familiar breath. They had only been apart for a few days, but it felt unusually long for him.
Holding her palm tightly, losing the warmth that kept her away from the cold, she closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly...
The snow outside the window was so thick that it was so heavy that the branches couldn't breathe. After the winter birds stopped and flew away, some white snow fell on the branches. The sunlight piercing the clouds reflected on the snow dazzlingly and transparently, melting the snow droplets.
The crystal appearance is like grains of natural crystal.
She was so tired, her body had not been so tired for a long time, she was too tired to even open her eyes, but her sober consciousness did not allow her to continue. When she opened her eyes, the blurred memories began to become clear. She had slept so hard last night, as if she was here again.
In her previous life, her mother abandoned her and left the ward. Her grandmother beat her and called her a broom star.
, she was in pain, she screamed, but no one paid attention to her. She thought that after she was reincarnated, everything would be over, and the heavy past would not be brought up again, but the underlying fragility in her heart could not withstand the mention of Concubine Hua yesterday. Some
I hate my own uselessness. It turns out that I don’t hide it well and can be exposed by others - anytime and anywhere.
The past and present life are one. Master, I can’t throw it away, and I don’t want to face it. Can you tell Feng Ning what to do?
Feeling that she had regained some strength, she sat up. The next moment, Zhumei Zhulan walked in. Although her mind was groggy, she could still tell that something was wrong with Zhumei's body. Her slightly pale face told her that someone was injured.
, who dares to hurt her in the palace? "Zhumei, where did your injury come from?"
Zhumei put down the things in her hands and knelt on the ground, "This slave failed to take good care of the master and deserves to be punished."
So, he had been here before, and he was so sleepy that he forgot that this was the imperial palace, and the person who could hurt her was undoubtedly the emperor. He did not take her life, so it should be considered a punishment. "Get up, you don't have to wait on me today."
Come down and heal your wounds."
Zhumei shook her head and said with a hint of fear, "I don't dare."
Not wanting to talk too much about this, Feng Ning moved his eyes that were resting on her outside the window. The sight of white calmed her irritated heart a lot, "Don't make me say it a second time."