No wonder the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a blurry figure sitting on the bedside.
"Su Man." Jian Xin moved, "Close the curtains."
Su Man did as she was told. As long as her sister woke up, she would do whatever she asked her to do.
Jian Xin's eyes tentatively narrowed a slit, and when he saw that there was nothing serious, he opened them, blinked twice, and the waves were flashing. However, when he lowered his head and saw that his whole body was intact, he was extremely surprised for a moment, and subconsciously touched his hands with his hands.
Her cheeks were soft and tender. She couldn't help but grab Su Man's shoulders, "Didn't I get burned to death?"
Su Man covered her mouth and smiled, "It was the monarch who brought my sister to Eagle to find the evil lady."
Him! The surprise on Jian Xin's face was replaced by a confused look. At the most critical moment, it was him who saved her, who stayed by her side and always protected her.
But why was she so cruel to him, rejecting him thousands of miles away again and again?
Seeing Jian Xin's reaction from the side, Su Man felt sad for a moment. After the monarch gave her sister the medicine, he only told her to serve her well, and then left lonely. The red clothes looked like cooling flames, which made people feel a bit chilly.
How could the monarch and his sister end up in such a deserted situation?
Jian Xin turned over and took her feet off the bed. Just as she was about to lean over to look for her boots, Su Man had already handed them to her feet and was about to put them on for her, but she gently pushed her hand away. After putting them on, she walked toward Qi Ming.
The palace flew away.
She was pulled by a strong desire. She just wanted to give the lonely monarch on the throne a little more comfort and warmth. She was destined to live and die, so how could the common people have anything to do with her? The world was so big, she had to pity the misfortune of a few people.
?However, that lonely heart, with the painful blood flowing slowly, only needs her to keep it warm.
The guards of Qiming Palace changed again and again. Since her resurrection, she had never taken the initiative to come to Qiming Palace to find him, so she felt even more strange. Just when she was about to say something, the guard recognized this woman who could not die no matter what.
He made an inviting gesture inward in fear, backed away after she walked in, and closed the door knowingly.
The pen in Shao Kefan's hand paused in mid-air, facing the blank space after a line of comments on the official document. The ink had condensed to the tip of the pen and was teetering on the edge.
He knew that she was getting closer to him, but with his careful mind and clever mind, he couldn't figure out her purpose. Was she here to accuse him of not saving her from the fire in time and causing her to suffer so much?
He said goodbye and went to stay with the place where her husband's soul was gone, until a hundred years later?
The messy and fast footsteps in the main hall stopped at the door of the study, and the ajar door was slowly pushed open.
Jian Xin looked at the lonely figure in red and slowly moved over.
Every step she took seemed to shorten the distance a little. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to see the body under the red dress tremble slightly, as if she finally saw a little fire in the sky of ice and snow, and her heart suddenly became hot.
She leaned down, put her hands under his shoulders, moved towards his chest, and hugged him gently, then she realized how cold his body was.
At the same time, Shao Kefan's hand that had been motionless for a long time finally moved, and the ink condensed into beads on the tip of the wolf hair fell onto the rice paper with a "snap" sound, like black sand that had been dotted on, and it did not faint for a long time.
Jian Xin lowered her head and buried it in his neck silently, feeling that his body was getting warmer.
"Jian Xin." Shao Kefan called out with difficulty.
"Well..." Jian Xin responded softly.
Shao Kefan held up her face with his backhand, then stood up, turned around and hugged her tightly, saying in a deep voice, "I have waited too long for this moment."
It was already dawn for most of the day, and it was already dawn time. In a moment, day would have come completely. Shao Kefan woke up, and his eyes habitually glanced at the watch. It had reached Yin hour three, and he stared at the person pressed beneath him.
, hazy, like an unreal dream.
Last night, the passion that had been suppressed for her for the past few years came overwhelmingly. It was a lot of tossing and tossing. After the passion, he maintained the entry position, resting his head on her shoulder, lying on her back.
She fell asleep tiredly.
He turned over and lay on the outside of her, but he felt as if something was separated from his body, and he became half lighter. Only then did he remember that he had almost integrated her into his body all night long.
Five years ago, he wanted to start a war and she alienated him. She never had such a night again. After many things and a short but long time, she finally returned to him.
Shao Kefan sighed secretly, with a sense of satisfaction, but in an instant, many old memories surged in his heart, and he was extremely sad for a moment. He gently pulled the brocade quilt with his hand, covering her naked jade body, and then put on the white
I put on my clothes and got out of bed.
"It's more than an hour before morning morning service. Why are you up now?" A concerned voice came from behind.
Shao Kefan turned around and saw Jian Xin standing up, staring at him quietly, her long black hair spread over her bare chest, back and shoulders, messy and distressing, yet full of temptation.
He covered her breasts with his hands, kneaded them gently, and with a little force, he pressed her down on the bed, then leaned down, leaned into her face, and said softly, "I won't sleep anymore, Yiweidian
It was destroyed and is being rebuilt. From now on, you will stay in Qiming Palace."
Cover it again? Jian Xin felt warm and nodded, watching him pick up the red dress that was messy on the bedside and put it on elegantly. Then he put the white belt around his waist and tied it gently to make it stable but easy to take off.
of Slipknot.
In the center of the belt, blood stains loomed, and she suddenly remembered that four years ago, because she had not spoken to him for a year, he put the Phantom Sword on her neck, cut a thin wound, and then used his
The belt turned into a beloved sword bandaged her.
It has been three years since I died, and three years since I married him. The past events are too far away, as if a century has passed in my past life. However, whether I mean it or not, it is unforgettable. How could she forget that the concentration he gave her was so strong that it melted away
Inexhaustible love.
The hatred eventually faded away over time. The alienation also faded away because of what he did for her.
However, she has to live in contentment and guilt. After her death, she felt guilty towards Qin Weiluo when she married him. After her resurrection, she felt guilty towards Qin Weiluo when she was with him.
Although they were all choices made in isolation, she could not find peace at all.
Jian Xin was stunned for a moment. Shao Kefan had already combed his long hair and tied it with a red ribbon. He turned around to look at her, raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and then walked out of the curtain. After he got up, he rang the summons bell.
Daqing had been waiting outside for a long time, holding the face wash in hand.
"Wait a minute." Jian Xin suddenly thought of something extremely important.
Shao Kefan turned around and saw her sullen face, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes, "Jian Xin, what's wrong?"
Jian Xin hesitated for a moment. Seeing that he was very patient, she felt a little sorry. She gritted her teeth and finally said, "Why does Chen Meier hate you so much?"
A strong murderous aura and extreme hatred appeared in his eyes. For a moment, his eyes shone brightly and sharply, but his face became extremely gloomy.
Jian Xin felt a little scared when she saw his appearance.
Shao Kefan quickly walked to the bedside, put his arm around her shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Jian Xin, would you like to forget that night? Don't leave a shadow in your heart. It's not something people can bear. It can no longer be described as pain." His.
With his head lowered to her heart, Jian Xin could only see the hair falling down, but could not see his expression. But she knew that he was repenting and feeling sorry for her, so she reached out and gently stroked the waterfall-like hair.
Long-haired, her mood was extremely complicated, "Things have passed, am I not fine now? However, I want to know why Chen Meier did this? Why does she hate you so much?"
Shao Kefan let go of her and stood up. Pain and fierceness intertwined in his eyes, and his handsome face twitched, "I will definitely know, as long as she doesn't die."
"Immortal?" Jian Xin thought thoughtfully, "Are you leaving her to be tortured?"
"Yes!" Shao Kefan sneered, "Jian Xin, if you plead for her, I will have to think that you are unreasonable."
Jian Xin shook her head and said firmly, "No, I hate her. When the fire burns on my body, the pain and hatred I feel cannot be expressed."
Shao Kefan was startled, then a cruel and satisfied smile appeared on his face, "She is about to die. She will spend the rest of her life in daily nightmares."
Jian Xin's heart froze slightly, but she bit her lip and forced herself to recall the pain that penetrated her bone marrow the night before, leaving no room for half-hearted kindness.
The Cangteng Palace stretches fifteen miles from north to south and twenty miles from east to west. It has blue glazed tiles that stretch in an undulating manner. Flowers and trees in the courtyard and garden are dotted with them, making them colorful and shining. Standing on the Jinhong High-altitude Covered Bridge, you can
I glimpsed the vague edges, and the two ends disappeared into the place where the sky connected with the wasteland and mountains.
Except for some small prisons scattered in the palace, the real prison is located at the northernmost end of the palace. There are about fifty prisons and forty-nine prisons are used to detain criminals of various disciplines. The torture, questioning, etc. are all in accordance with the laws and regulations, without making any mistakes.
The one located at the westernmost end is specially used to deal with people who are ordered to enter by the king. They may be criminals, or they may not be. The most important thing is that they can be tortured at will, but they must ensure that they do not die within a certain period of time.
Chen Meier's deadline is the rest of her life, and she cannot die before her destiny arrives.
Kuxin Prison has a total of one hundred compartments, made of cold iron, with four iron walls. A regular iron door was cut out on the side near the corridor, and a small window was set on the wall near the north.
Just like the prison Jian Xin once stayed in, it was deliberately kept away from the sun, damp and cold. There were hooks hanging on the walls of the cells, which were used to hook various instruments of torture, all of which were cruelly used.
A heart-rending scream came from the first compartment, and soon became extremely dull. It sounded like a person opening and closing his mouth feebly, but unable to make any sound, but mixed with the sound of being unable to resist, just
It means being able to be manipulated by others.
When the two torturers brought Chen Mei'er into the Kuxin Prison, her horrified eyes swept over the torture instruments hanging on the iron wall. Her eyes widened even wider, and her eyes seemed to burst out.
She knew clearly that these things were waiting to destroy her body.