"You!" Meng Zihan's face turned green immediately, and his handsome eyes were filled with a gloomy air, which was very scary.
"Your Majesty, if there is nothing else to do, I will not accompany you." I glanced at him lightly, and felt a sense of pleasure in my heart.
"Queen, I see that you don't understand the rules of the harem anymore and your hair is disheveled like a madman. Where are you going?!" Meng Zihan was startled and returned to his usual cold expression.
My movement suddenly stopped, and as expected, I responded to those words. He looked at me now, no matter how he looked at me, he didn't like me.
I took a deep breath, turned around, met his playful eyes without fear, and sneered: "Really? Since the emperor dislikes my concubines so much, why bother to come here and ask for trouble?!"
"Queen, don't be too arrogant!" At this time, Meng Zihan could no longer suppress his anger and stood up suddenly, with two blazing flames dancing in his black eyes.
"Sister, please apologize to the Emperor." Wen Ruoyu came to me hypocritically at this time, poured a cup of hot tea, and motioned for me to present it to the Emperor as an apology.
"That's right, why should I apologize?!" I pushed the glass of water away, turned around, looked directly at Wen Ruoyu, and asked.
"Ouch!" Wen Ruoyu was startled, and the tea poured onto her hand, causing a blush.
"Fu Meiyan, you are a lunatic!" Meng Zihan was shocked, rushed forward, held Wen Ruoyu's hand, frowned in distress, then suddenly raised his head, with a look in his eyes
Anger made me tremble suddenly.
"I'm sorry." I glanced at the two people and felt very sick. I apologized to Wen Ruoyu lightly and walked straight out, ignoring the thunderous shouts behind me.
"Fu Meiyan, you are simply a lunatic!"
"Your Majesty, tell me, will there be any scars on my concubine's hands?!"
…
"Leng Mo?!" I screamed, how could this man appear here again?!
"Long time no see." The hoarse voice revealed a hint of exhaustion, and the black belt fluttered in the wind.
I was startled, walked over slowly, turned my back to him, and smiled bitterly: "You forgot, we met three days ago!"
"Yes, I forgot." Leng Mo was stunned when he heard this, his eyes contained too much pain, and his deep voice could not conceal the anguish in his heart.
"What else do you want to see me for?" I deliberately suppressed the sourness in my heart and pretended to be calm.
"Yan'er, do you have to do this to me?!" Leng Mo grabbed my arm excitedly and pressed his lips tightly.
"The past has passed. I'm afraid this is all I can do now." I turned my head away, not daring to look directly into those heartbreaking eyes, and felt a pain in my chest.
"Yan'er, do you blame me?!" Leng Mo slowly let go of his hand, his rough voice full of grief.
"No, I don't blame you. I owe you too much." I turned around, looked deeply into those complicated eyes, and my heart was as sharp as a knife.
"Don't you regret rescuing Ruoyu?!" Leng Mo was uncharacteristically asking me. There was so much load and so much past in his eyes that I thought I would never be able to understand it.
"I don't regret it." I answered very firmly, also telling myself.
"Yan'er, you have really changed. You are no longer the little girl who dared to think and do, and was not afraid of anything." I clearly saw a trace of deep pain and a look of loss in his deep eyes.
It makes people feel unbearable.
"Lie, don't say regrets from now on. It's all God's will. It's fate. No matter what happens in the future, I won't blame anyone!" I held his hand sincerely. At that moment, time seemed to have stopped, only With two sincere hearts, Leng Mo, I will always remember you! I swore secretly in my heart, quietly put down his hand, and walked towards where I should go without looking back.
In the haze, I saw very familiar faces. My mother still likes to sit in front of the dressing table and look at her aging face before going to bed. My father still has a computer and a cup of hot tea. I could work until midnight, but the silver threads had already quietly climbed up my hair as black as ink. The pomegranate flowers on the balcony also sprouted small buds, which I picked with my own hands before I left. That familiar one The room, haha... is still the same as when I left it. A photo of me in school uniform hangs neatly on my bedside, my favorite.
Love is the superstition of the right time and place
those people
Does it only exist in dreams?
Why do I use all my strength
But in exchange for half a lifetime of memories
…
"Miss, miss, wake up!" Xi'er's whimpering voice seemed to ring in my ears, slowly, slowly, she took me back.
"Mother, please wake up quickly!" Chunxiang's anxious voice rang in my ears, bringing my memory back to reality bit by bit, that cold palace.
"Why are you kneeling here?!" I suddenly opened my eyes, and saw Chunxiang and several other girls kneeling on the ground, their eyes red from crying, as if they were attending a funeral.
"Miss, you're finally awake. Chunxiang, go get some hot water. Qiuxiang, go and bring the medicine..." Xi'er quickly ordered her to come, looking very haggard. On her fair face, the two dark circles under her eyes were especially obvious. .
"Xi'er, what's going on?!" I slowly moved my body and felt that my body was extremely heavy. It seemed difficult to sit up.
Seeing this, Xi'er hurriedly stepped forward, put a pillow behind my back, gently helped me stand up, and said worriedly: "Miss, you have been in a coma all day, and you have been shouting something. Mom and Dad, Xi'er was frightened!" Xi'er said while wiping her tears, her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Oh? Really?" I gently wiped away the tears on her face, feeling that I had just had a long dream, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a serious illness.
"Well? Where are Xiao Beizi and the others?" I looked around and saw Chunxiang and the four of them busy doing it. Each of them looked very pale, probably because they had been frightened for a day because of me.
"Uh..." Xi'er hesitated, looking away as if she was hiding something from me.
"Xier, is there something you don't want to tell me?" I frowned, pulled her over, and looked at her closely.
"Miss, don't think so much, just have a good rest. I'll bring you a bowl of porridge." Xi'er pretended to smile, pulled the hanging silk quilt, tucked it up for me, stood up, and wanted to leave.
"It must be about the emperor again, right?!" I closed my eyes and a deep voice sounded behind her.
Xi'er's legs stiffened slightly when she stepped down the wooden steps, then she pulled them back, walked slowly in front of me, and said with relief: "Miss, it's actually nothing. Don't think too much, your body is the most important!"
"Oh? Really? Then why didn't he show up here?!" I looked deeply into those innocent eyes, and unconsciously held Xi'er's cold little hands with both hands.
"Miss, maybe the emperor has been too busy recently." Seeing this, Xi'er put my hands into the quilt with a pair of small hands and tried every means to comfort me.
"Really? Is he very busy? Is he too busy to see me, or is he unable to get away from Ruofei? No, no, it should be said that we are inseparable!" I looked out the window, my voice was distant, but unusual.
Calm. I don’t know when, I fell in love with the tree outside the window.
The big bare tree didn't have a single green leaf, but it stood proudly in the biting cold wind and accompanied me through the first winter. Maybe it's because I, like it, in this "bare" era,
Living alone but proudly...
"Miss, please don't be sad. Your Majesty has been so kind to you." Xi'er saw my face sinking, her eyes staring blankly out of the window, tears falling down her cheeks. Only I know that those tears were shed for me.
.
"Xi'er, what are you doing?! I'm not sad. He didn't come to see me, and I'm still clean. How can I be sad?" I struggled to hold up my heavy body and gently wiped her face.
tears and laughed.
"Oh? Really? It seems that I came at the wrong time. In this case, why did you come to report to me?!" Meng Zihan walked in at some point, his face gloomier than the sky outside.
"Sister, you are serious, how can you say these things to a servant?!" Wen Ruoyu quietly poked her head out from behind Meng Zihan and walked forward with a smile.