Shuangxi couldn't remember what the maid said later. She only remembered that she said... she said... her child was saved! There was nothing wrong with the child!
Shuangxi cried in surprise, and her heart that had sunk to the bottom suddenly rose.
Shuangxi's face had a look that was both crying and smiling. Only Shuangxi herself knew how she was reborn from the abyss of despair and returned to this world.
Anyone who has never almost lost a child will never understand the heart-wrenching pain.
Okay, okay, everything is fine now.
Her child is still there, still there...
Shuangxi burst into tears with joy.
She is not a person who loves to cry. She has never cried so emotionally for those men. At this moment, for the little life in her belly that has not yet been born, Shuangxi is crying with a mixture of sadness and joy.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?" the maid asked cautiously.
Hearing the title Princess, Shuangxi slowly stopped crying. She, who had lost her mind due to the loss of her child, slowly regained her consciousness.
Now that I'm having double happiness, my mind is clear and clear.
She thought carefully about the ins and outs of this matter.
Wu Xian... Thinking of this name, Shuangxi rubbed his forehead and felt a headache. She seemed to have said many hurtful words to Wu Xian.
Shuangxi thought of Wu Xian's look when he left, as if he was a wounded little beast. He had obviously put away his sharp claws, but she was injured, but she still blamed him...
Shuangxi's heart was filled with an emotion called guilt.
From the moment Shuangxi knew that his child was still alive, Shuangxi understood that Wu Xian was not the one who harmed his child.
If Wu Xian really wanted to harm her child, he would not go to any lengths to save the child.
Shuangxi bites her teeth secretly, don't let her know who is so vicious and wants to kill her child. If she finds out, she will definitely retaliate tenfold and a hundredfold!
After figuring out that it was not Wu Xian, Shuangxi felt an unspeakable guilt towards Wu Xian.
This kind of guilt makes her even more guilty than when Shuangxi first pretended to be affectionate towards Wu Xian.
Shuangxi asked hoarsely: "Where is the king?"
The maid answered cautiously: "The king has just left. The look on his face is very scary..."
Shuangxi looked a little sad, and suddenly felt that he was a shameless person. He actually trampled on Wu Xian's sincere heart like that. Wu Xian was such a proud and conceited person, but he was misunderstood by him, and he listened to so many heartless words from himself.
You must hate yourself, right? It must be... very uncomfortable, right?
Shuangxi moved her lips, and then said after a long while: "Help me find the king, just say that I want to see him." She should apologize. Although she knew that such an apology was pale.
The maid was just stunned by Wu Xian's look. Of course she didn't want to see Wu Xian at this time, but Shuangxi gave the order and she couldn't help but refuse, so she had to agree in a low voice and then walked out.
Snowflakes are falling outside again today. The snow in the Northern Desert rarely has the soft goose feather shape. Most of it is snow particles, like cold sand, blown by the wind and hitting people's bodies.
It hurts and hurts.
Wu Xian stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the biting cold wind, letting the wind pick up the snow particles and hitting his deeply contoured face, neither dodging nor dodging.
The cold snow melted little by little after hitting his face. Although the snow was cold, the pain was burning.
This kind of pain can make Wu Xian feel that he is still alive in the world. After Shuangxi said such decisive and distrustful words, Wu Xian felt as if his heart was dead.
He doesn't feel any pain, and his heart doesn't hurt at all.
Only now did he realize that behind the deep pain, there was unconscious numbness.
Wu Xian stood in the wind and snow, but it was as if he was not standing in the wind and snow. What stood there was just his body.
He encountered so many hardships, but none of them could defeat him. Hong Hou, who was in power at the time, did not defeat him. Later, the kings of other tribes in the Northern Desert also did not defeat him. But now, he is being beaten by a
The little woman was knocked down by a few gentle words.
Wu Xian sighed, and then there was a long silence.
The maid took small steps and carefully acted as the princess's messenger. She was really afraid that the king would suddenly be angry with her.
The maid cautiously called out: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." The cold aura surrounding Wu Xian made her upper teeth chatter with her lower teeth.
"Go away!" A single word without any intonation.
The maid didn't dare to go back like this. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and said in one breath: "The princess wants to see you."
When Wu Xian heard this, his back stiffened.
"Haha..." A self-deprecating chuckle sounded, but there was no trace of a smile on Wu Xian's face.
He murmured softly: "She saw that my injuries were not serious enough, so she wanted to give me a few more cuts..." At the end of his words, he was filled with despair.
The maid couldn't hear clearly what Wu Xian said, so she had to stand aside and wait.
Just when the maid wanted to speak again, Wu Xian spoke: "Tell the princess that the ceremony of conferring a concubine will continue to be held. She is still the princess. Once this matter is over, I will send her back to where she wants to go."
Wu Xian's words were difficult to say...Send her away? Is he really willing to send her away? But if he doesn't send her away, is he going to have her here, looking at him with those cold eyes filled with hatred?
Whenever he thought of Shuangxi's eyes, which looked like he wanted to eat him alive, Wu Xianjiu felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.
What are you doing by leaving her here? Are the two of you torturing each other?
Wu Xian kidnapped Shuangxi in the first place, mostly because he believed that he was better than others and believed that he could make Shuangxi stay here willingly. But now, he was despairing... He felt that no matter how hard he tried,
This damn woman doesn't even have a single heartbeat.
According to Wu Xian's past character, there was a person who hurt him like this. He had probably killed this person, but he couldn't bear to be cruel to the double happiness he was facing at the moment.
Even if she hurt him like this, he wouldn't be able to fight back.
The maid heard Wu Xian's words and left quietly.
Shuangxi was lying on the bed, listening to the maid telling Wu Xian's words to her. An unspeakable feeling surged in her heart, and she didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.
Ordinarily, Wu Xian is willing to let her go. She should be happy, but now, she is not happy at all...a little bitter, a little astringent.
She originally thought that Wu Xian would yell at her, yell at her, and lose his temper with her. Then he would tell her not to keep this child. She never expected that Wu Xian would say such a thing to her.
In Shuangxi's mind, Wu Xian's face, filled with indescribable sadness, kept floating around.
Shuangxi sighed. Lying on the bed, thinking about what Wu Xian was doing at the moment. Since he had already told him to leave, why did he still hold the concubine ceremony...
This is a kind of stubbornness in Wu Xian's heart. Doing this can at least prove that this woman once belonged to him. It can be regarded as a comfort he gives himself.
Wu Xian thought that after sending Double Happiness away, he might not fall in love with any woman again, nor would he want to touch another woman. He didn't want to see an empty place next to the queue when he died.
…
Even if it is in name only, her name will be engraved next to him in the future.
This is a kind of explanation he gave himself.
Shuangxi was very sleepy. No matter where she lay, she couldn't fall asleep.
In the afternoon, the concubine conferment ceremony was about to be held. Shuangxi put on the special ethnic costumes of the Northern Desert in unison. The seven-color, rainbow-like clothes were draped on the mountains and densely covered with beautiful embroidery.
Shuangxi's pale face was covered by delicate makeup. At this moment, she was being supported by a maid in a solemn and generous manner.
Wu Xian stood not far from Shuangxi and glanced at Shuangxi.
At this glance, he looked at it extremely seriously. He remembered Shuangxi's eyebrows, eyes, lips, and hair. He wanted to remember this day. No matter what this woman was thinking, at this time,
She all belongs to him.
After taking this look, Wu Xian turned his head and stood with his hands behind his back, no longer looking at Double Happiness.
Shuangxi then quietly looked at Wu Xian.
He was wearing a red and black robe, with eagle feathers hanging on the hem of the robe. He looked a bit like a shaman dancer. Such clothes made him look extremely handsome.
.
Shuangxi has heard that in the Northern Desert, when you get married, wearing eagle feathers on the corners of your clothes means that you will only be with you in this life.
Shuangxi's heart felt a little bitter. Wu Xian stood there with a surging power and an indescribable arrogance, as if he was the only one in the world. If you look carefully, you will find that this
Behind this unruly and arrogant attitude, there is deep silence and loneliness.
"Hold hands!" the etiquette officer shouted loudly.
Wu Xian moved, then turned sideways, strode to Shuangxi's side, and reached out to hold Shuangxi.
I don't know if it was out of sympathy or something, but when Wu Xian was about to meet her, Shuangxi slightly raised his hand and put his hand into Wu Xian's.
Wu Xian grabbed Shuangxi's hand expressionlessly. Only he knew that his dead and heavy heart suddenly ignited with sparks because of Shuangxi's small response.
But immediately, he put out the spark.
How could Shuangxi respond to him? Maybe she couldn't wait to hold the concubine ceremony and leave here immediately?
Thinking of this possibility, Wu Xian became cold and his hands became stronger. He wanted to throw Shuangxi away, but he did not do so. No matter what, the woman next to him was the woman in his heart.
ah!
She had hurt him a thousand times, but he was reluctant to hurt her at all.
Hold hands and kneel together to worship the Eagle God.
This is the etiquette of the Northern Desert, simple and not complicated.
Wu Xian and Shuang Xi held hands and saluted together. Waiting for the ceremony to end, for some reason, Shuang Xi shed a tear.
These tears are not because she was forced to perform this ceremony. The specific reason is that she herself cannot explain... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, your
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ps: This chapter made Arqiong himself cry...Wu Xian...he was a bit domineering, but he still lost to love in the end, the love for Shuangxi in his heart.
