Chapter 270 Peach Blossom Stuffed It Does Not Have the Fragrance of National Brewing!
Di Qianao's sharp-jointed fingers slid down from Luo Changan's clavicle, landed on her heart, and pressed gently, "You can hold everyone here, but you can't hold me alone. Once your heart is full,
I was the first one to overflow and be discarded. I want to ask, have I really been in there?"
"No, Emperor." Luo Changan slowly raised her eyes, looked up at the man she respected, deeply loved, and feared, and said with difficulty, "How could I be willing to abandon you."
"I often hear people talk about feeling cold, but I don't know what it feels like." Di Qianao put his hands into her hair, clasped the back of her head, pulled her close, and said tiredly: "Today I finally realized what feeling cold means."
I’m tired of holding you hand all this time. I won’t hold you anymore from now on.”
Luo Changan's tears welled up in her eyes, and she whispered: "I...I have to learn to walk by myself. It's another year, I'm twenty-five years old. I...can't hide behind you all the time."
Di Qianao lowered his head, pressed her lips, pushed a pill into her mouth with the tip of his tongue, sealed it with a kiss and made her swallow the pill, and then left her coldly, staying with her.
distance.
Luo Changan breathed heavily and stroked her throat, wondering what kind of medicine he was feeding her.
"The wedding is at the end of next month. On that day, are you going to climb up to the Phoenix Tower, or are you going to go to jail and go to the guillotine? It's up to you." Di Qian'ao coldly waved his sleeves and stepped out of the house.
All the strength in Luo Changan's body was drained. She leaned against the wall to stabilize her body. She slowly sat on the ground. She couldn't describe what she felt in her heart. She was free and empty. She could go to see Bai Ze without any distractions.
At least she had more than a month to think about how to rescue her younger brother, and she could avoid the confusing situation of preparing for the wedding with the emperor while having a private meeting with Murong Jue. This was what she wanted.
But the feeling in my heart is really bitter and hard to describe.
Aunt Mei came in and helped Luo Changan up, "Madam, all the women in the world are eager to be good to him. They tried every means to coax him and beg him. You are the only one who tried your best to push him away. Who is he? Two at a time.
He feels strange every time, and it is called ignoring Longwei again and again. Why exhaust his patience? If you make him want to break up with you, you will have no future. When he loves you, you are the queen. He doesn't love you.
"Who are you? I quickly chased after him and explained it clearly to him."
"Aunt Mei...Aunt Mei..." Luo Changan sat down in despair, "Tomorrow I planned to go to the imperial temple to see the queen for her baptism, but I won't go. In five days, the royal painter will come to paint a wedding portrait for me and him.
No need. I won’t go there to taste the wedding banquet dishes next month."
"Mother," Aunt Mei wiped her tears because she was so angry with Luo Changan, "how many years did it take you to get to where you are today! It's just one step away! How can you do this! What great temptation is there, as for you abandoning the emperor, even your life?
How can that peach blossom wine be as fragrant as the national wine! A scholar can only deceive women with his face, how can he compete with the sincerity of an emperor. Please wake up, my dear."
"Aunt Mei, please let me go." Luo Changan smiled bitterly, I am a hopelessly ungrateful woman.
***
Cangmiao was making medicine in the Royal Medicine Pavilion. With a glance, she saw Jin Shang walking into the house. Looking at the white lips and cold face, he felt his pulse and said, "The heart disease has recurred, and the pulse of the heart is in danger. You...this is another...
..."
"I'm off eight times a day. I'm so angry that my heart is bleeding. How could I get into such a situation... Is there something you can't tell me directly?" Di Qian'ao clutched his heart and said slowly: "Here.
I will use medicine, heavy medicine, and state affairs will still be waiting for me tomorrow."
"You have a heart disease that cannot be cured by medicine." Cangmiao gave Emperor Qianao a medicine to suppress the heartache. "It's not an option to worry about a woman running away while worrying about state affairs. You might as well find another wife."
Emperor Qian proudly said nothing.
Cangmiao sighed, "Does she have any difficulties? Is there anything worth her giving up her position as queen and her life to have an affair with the Protector... Forget it, except that they still love each other,
I can't think of anything. I can't help you. How come this woman can love the person who killed her father and her enemy? I can't understand it."
Just as he was talking, Cangmiao was startled, "Wait a minute, there is a poison in your body, and you have locked Luo Changan? If you use the love-locking poison, if she is even slightly intimate with others, although, you will be affected.
Fatal backlash. That voodoo is nourished by your essence and blood, and is extremely exclusive. I invented this thing to challenge the limits of medical voodoo. The consequences are unimaginable, but you actually used it."
***
The next day, Luo Changan came to Murong Jue's secret place again. When the black silk silk above her eyes was taken off, she saw Murong Jue in white shirt, without the smell of alcohol. Judging from his appearance alone, he was elegant and extraordinary.
Inside, there is a lot of decay.
"Chang'an, you're here." Murong Jue wished he could hold Luo Changan in his arms.
Luo Changan lowered his hands like a zombie. When he entered the room, Luo Changan knew that he would never be able to go back to the emperor. He was already... spiritually unclean and would never be able to clear himself up.
"Hold me, Chang'an." Murong Jue requested.
Luo Changan said dullly: "People are already here, why don't you follow your process? I remember the first step was Miss Song."
Murong Jue took one step across the thunder pond and held her wrist, making her feel as if she were visiting a grave.
Holding the thin wrist, Murong Jue's heart suddenly moved, but suddenly he felt an extremely dull pain in his heart, which he couldn't bear, as if he was poisoned. He released Luo Changan's wrist, covered his heart, and squinted to endure the pain.
"How is your Excellency?" Luo Changan was puzzled. Seeing Murong Jue's body in extreme pain, it would be a great relief if this little man had an incurable disease.
"It's nothing. Maybe he has been hungover for a long time and developed a hidden illness." Murong Jue forcefully took Luo Changan's hand, but as soon as he took it, he felt as if his heart was filled with insects, so he had no choice but to throw away Luo Changan's hand.
, "I'll take you to see Miss Song. It's a different story today."
Luo Changan watched the changes quietly. After sitting down, he saw Song Panyan's cheeks were disfigured, while Murong Jue carefully observed Luo Changan's expression.
Luo Changan was very uncomfortable and watched the torture for two consecutive days, leaving an indelible and shocking memory in his heart.
"Chang'an, aren't you happy? In the past, I suffered a lot of grievances for you because of this woman." Murong Jue said emotionally, "In the past two days, I hope that all your grievances have been healed."
"Sir, since you made Miss Song's flesh and blood into this baby hairpin, all the past has been healed." Luo Changan said softly: "From tomorrow on, there is no need to watch the execution."
Song Panyan stared at the baby hairpin in Luo Changan's hand in disbelief. She couldn't believe that the man she loved so much actually used her flesh and blood to make a baby hairpin to please a woman. Throughout her life, she had been greedy for money for the sake of her husband.
I have done a lot of things, and I have a lot of lives in my hands. I can even send my relatives to the guillotine with my own hands. I have never had any second thoughts about him since I married him. Why did he have to kill me with his own hands? Why did he have to let him kill me?
He ruined my appearance and fell in love with him. I regretted it. If I could do it all over again, I would never let him into the house!