As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Chen nodded, lowered his bag, and walked forward without giving up. The lonely figure slowly became smaller in the sunset, which stung my eyes.
Relying on the vague memories of Song Yufeng taking me away in the past, I quickly found my way back to the palace in a short while.
"Miss?" Xi'er put one elbow on the table and meditated. When she saw me, she immediately stood up and shouted excitedly.
"Shh! Sister, do you want to kill me?!" I quickly closed the door and walked in dodging all the way, but it didn't exhaust me to death. At this moment, when she called me, all my previous efforts were in vain.
"I'm so thirsty. I haven't drank water or eaten in a day!" I panted heavily, grabbed the jade pot, and poured it down my throat regardless of the image.
"Miss, please slow down." Xi'er quickly took out her handkerchief and helped me wipe away the water running down the corner of my mouth.
"Is there anything to eat?!" I reluctantly put down the kettle. My eyes widened, like someone released from prison.
Xi'er looked at me sadly, stood up and took out a plate of pastries and put it in front of me. She put her chin in one hand and looked at me quietly as I devoured it.
"Don't ask anything for now. Let's talk about it after we're full." I lifted my head out of the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, took some time to say to her, and then buried my head again.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open with a violent sound. Like a frightened bird, Xi'er stood up reflexively and looked at the visitor in horror.
Meng Zihan? My eyes froze, the hand holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake stopped in the air, and I sat blankly for a while, watching him walk over.
"Go down, no one is allowed to come in without my order." Meng Zi had a cold face and his eyes were as bright as a torch, which was always locked on my face.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Xi'er bent down and slowly backed away. Before going out, she gave me a worried look.
"Me, me!" I stood up hastily, froze my hands on both sides, and stared at him helplessly.
Meng Zihan remained silent, his dark eyes looked over me like an eagle, his handsome face was as cold as frost, which made me shiver.
"Well, you drink water." I picked up a freshly poured cup of tea on the table with both hands, put it to his hand, and stammered to find something to say.
Meng Zihan's eyes still stayed on my face, he took the cup calmly, put it down, and inadvertently touched my finger, which felt cold for a while.
A strange aura spread between the two of us. He just stared at me, as if he wanted to see through everything about me, his sharp eyes like a sharp sword.
"Meng Zihan, don't stare at me like that. If you have something to say, just say it!" I sat down next to him, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by him.
"Then tell me where you went?" The tone was calm, but I knew this was the prelude to the storm.
"I went out for a trip." I dodged and lowered my head, not daring to look into those sharp eyes.
"Really? With whom?" It was indeed the emperor, so calm that I couldn't help but admire his endurance.
"Maybe." I responded unnaturally, instinctively wanting to protect Ji Chen.
"Yan'er, when will you be willing to tell the truth to me? Are you still unwilling to let go of your guard against me after nearly a year of acquaintance?" Meng Zihan sighed heavily, his voice helpless and distant, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
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"No, I..." His exquisite eyes suddenly made me feel inexplicably flustered, and I staggered back a few steps.
"You and Yu Zhao came out of the palace together?" Meng Zihan said calmly, with a hint of hesitation, and his eyes were as calm as water.
"Yes." I moved my gaze elsewhere, not daring to look into those dark eyes.
"Where have you been?" Meng Zihan glanced at me, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"I didn't go anywhere, I just took him shopping." I turned my back and pretended to tidy up my clothes, not daring to look into those questioning, cold black eyes.
Meng Zihan raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, with a serious look on his face. He suddenly strode up to me, grabbed my wrist arrogantly with one hand, and burst out with anger in his cold voice: "Are you going to tell me that I dress like a prostitute just for shopping?
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Damn it, it’s this clothes, I muttered and cursed, looking at the hand that was being pulled tightly by him, expressionless.
"What are you talking about?" Meng Zihan frowned, his sharp eyes like two cold rays.
"No, I didn't say anything." I lowered my head hastily and took a few steps back in fear. I felt that Mencius was as violent as a lion at this moment, which made me a little scared.
"Are you scared?!" Meng Zihan half-squinted his eyes, tilted his chin, and looked at my face with a pair of eagle eyes.
Who wouldn't be afraid of him like this?! Although I had already expected such a scene, when I actually faced him, I was still as nervous as a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong, nervous and uneasy.
"Tell me, what did you and him do? I want you to tell it yourself." Meng Zihan suddenly relaxed the restraint in my hands, and his eyes burst out with fire-like anger.
"What can you do? Don't think so dirty, okay?" I was also angry. The repeated insults and threats made me feel very uncomfortable.
Meng Zihan was startled for a moment, then laughed and took a few steps back, his eyes sad and unwilling: "I'm dirty? Who can tolerate his woman and a man he has only seen less than three times missing for three days? Yan'er, you
You are looking down on me!"
"No, it's not what you think." I hurriedly defended myself, but Meng Zihan's panicked and desperate eyes made my heart tremble for some reason.
"What I thought? Then tell me, what is it? Fu Meiyan, can I still trust you?!" Meng Zihan picked up a cup on the table and threw it heavily to the ground. At the same time, it broke my heart.
What did he call me?! Fu Meiyan?! I took a trembling step back and said in a sad and helpless voice: "Okay, this is what you want me to say. Then I'll tell you, I'm being hunted, it's as simple as that."
I passed him silently, without looking back, and walked out...
"What did you say?" Meng Zihan stepped in front of me and held my shoulders tightly, almost crushing my bones.
"Do you want me to say it again?! Ever since I became this damn queen, I have been chased and killed. I finally managed to escape with my life, but I still have to be subject to your unreasonable suspicion. Okay, I am solemnly informing you now.
You, I've had enough, whoever wants to be the queen, let her be!" After saying that, I shook his head away hard, turned around and wanted to walk out!
"You said someone is chasing you?" Meng Zihan suddenly calmed down, and a murderous aura rose in his dark eyes.
I took a deep breath, turned around, and faced those questioning eyes without fear. I surprisingly calmed down and said, "Am I too impatient to jump off a cliff?!"
Meng Zihan's expression tightened, and he suddenly stretched out his long hand and took me into his arms. His hoarse voice revealed endless exhaustion, "Yan'er, you are suffering. It's my fault. It's all my fault."
I was stunned. This man's face changed faster than flipping through a book. One moment he kept suspecting that I, Hongxing, was cheating on me, and this moment he apologized to me in a lowly manner. Who is the real him? Should I believe him? I don't know. …
"Go away, I'm tired. We'll talk about everything after I wake up." I pushed him away. The argument was really draining my energy. After yelling a few times, I felt weak all over and stumbled back to the bed.
"Yan'er, are you sick?" Meng Zihan gently put his hand on my forehead, and then slowly put it down, as if talking to himself.
I gently closed my eyes, turned sideways, and let him hug me from behind. His long hair was scattered on my shoulders, and his slightly rapid breathing sounded one after another in my ears.
"Are you angry again?" Meng Zihan put his head on my shoulder like a naughty child, and his warm breath tickled my face.