MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 159

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"Where is he now?" Manxi was anxious when he heard it. He expected that he would send troops early, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, and he had to go out in person.

The ninth prince said: "Just as early as the early dynasty, he returned to the Palace of Government."

Man Xun immediately lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed. However, he was too impatient for a moment. He was light-headed and had no energy. He planted it under the bed.

The ninth prince was stunned, too far away to help her, and could only watch her fall to the ground well before running over and asking: "Qi, what's the matter with you? Although you are in a hurry, you don't need to do this Hurry. "

The floor tiles were cold, and she landed her head first, her eyes darkening. A large bruise on her forehead almost saw blood, and she rubbed her hands with pain, so she stopped quickly. With a sigh, it was really anxious and chaotic. Seeing the nine emperor looking at her in anxiety, she shook her head and stood up holding the bed, facing the mirror of the dresser, only to see that the person in the mirror was pale, like a chronically sick person, and she slightly Suddenly, sitting down beside the bed, he said to the nine emperor: "You go first, I'll be there in a little while."

The Prince Nine saw her look different, and she was not at ease, "Qiyi, are you ... really okay?"

She lowered her hand, touched the numb legs, and wheezed for a moment, then said casually: "It's all right."

The ninth prince had a little doubt in his heart, but he was worried about his seventh brother, and he didn't think about it any more. He promised to leave first.

She lifted her head, took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. She grabbed an outer cover, walked to the dresser, and sat down, ordering the royal dining room to prepare a meal.

After grooming, she applied some rouge gouache to her face, trying to cover the sickness and bruise on her forehead, trying to make her look more energetic. The meal was ready, and she led the palace people to the Palace of Government.

The ninth prince paced back and forth anxiously outside the hall, and immediately met Man, when he arrived, "the seventh brother is inside."

She nodded and stepped up the steps, but was stopped by several guards who had never seen it before the door. "The emperor has a purpose and no one can enter."

She frowned, before speaking, the nine emperor reprimanded, "Be bold! You can see clearly, she is the queen concubine and has the right to participate in politics. There is no place in the palace where the emperor can go."

The guard's face changed slightly, and he knelt, "This is the emperor's will, please don't make the slaves embarrassed by the damsels and King Jiang."

"You!" The Nine Prince was about to attack, just listening to Manyan sinking his face, and coldly ordered to the guard: "Let's go!"

The guards were frightened by the cold rebuke, and bowed their heads, afraid to move.

Reaching out, he pulled out the sabre on a guard, pointed at them, and sternly said, "The emperor hasn't eaten well for a few days. This palace is for the delivery of meals. If you dare to stop, you just ignore the body of the emperor Regardless of the destiny, what sin should you take? "

The guards were shocked that they could not afford such charges, and they confessed their wrongs and begged for mercy: "The slaves deserve to die, please forgive your mother!"

The ninth prince yelled, "Get out of here!"

"Yes." The guards gave way, and Manyu entered the hall, and the windows inside the hall were closed tightly, still cold.

The emperor at the desk had long heard the noise outside, and he held a pen in his hand, trembling slightly, and a drop of ink splashed onto the desk, slowly fainting. He frowned, keeping his eyes on the closed door. Since the early morning, someone had reported to him that she had returned to the palace, and he had been struggling, afraid to see her, but so eager to see her. He couldn't help thinking, what would be the first thing she would do after returning to the palace? Will she come to see him? Will he blame him for leaving her alone? Could she understand the struggles and guilt he felt at the moment, and the suffering he couldn't face?

Such torture, he felt that he was going crazy!

When the heavy hall door was pushed open, the slender figure appeared in his sight, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes to see the music in his hand, but couldn't see a word. I never knew that I was so timid. He listened to the sound of her familiar footsteps, seeming to be a little bit unsteady, and she ordered the slaves to put down the sound of their meals, with a slight hoarseness, which made people feel sad.

After waiting for the people in those palaces to retreat, Manxi slowly walked to the front of the royal case, as if nothing had happened. He smiled gently and said, "No worries, come and eat."

His face was tired, his eyes were slightly sunken because he couldn't get a rest, and when he heard her, his heart trembled, as if he had waited a long time for a sentence and finally got the same mood. He suddenly understood why he didn't want to have a meal these days. It turned out that he was just waiting for such a person to say such a sentence.

Standing up, he didn't look at her, walked straight to the dining table, and sat down. The hot food exuded a seductive aroma and his stomach grunted.

He smiled slightly and sat across from him, trying to help him with his meal. He just raised his hand and noticed the weight of his fingers, then put it down again. Looking at himself serving rice, picking vegetables, and chopping rice, he is no longer as elegant as before. She sat quietly, looking at it quietly, without moving her chopsticks. No appetite, just want to look at him like this, keep watching, if you can see the sky like this forever, even if you don't speak, it is good. But tomorrow, I do n’t know when we will meet again?

The battle between the world is about to begin. The battle has never been won or lost. Her body like this now will only be a drag on him.

She pursed her lips, and the bitterness of the medicine left in her mouth seemed to penetrate into the bottom of her heart little by little. She slightly tilted her head and her nose was slightly sour.

After the meal was over, the wind was falling, and he put down his chopsticks, calmly, and asked, "Why don't you use it?"

"I have eaten." She took a deep breath and responded with a smile. "I heard that you are going to drive away, and start tomorrow?"

He nodded and said "En" softly. No more words, after a while, he got up and returned to the royal case, she bit her lip and turned to look at him, "Can you leave it to me in the last day before departure?"

He was slightly surprised, and then he looked up at her, only to see her for a few days. Her face seemed to be thin, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but she couldn't hide the sadness and sorrow that came from her eyes. He intuitively wanted to agree, but changed when the words came out. "I still have business. These government affairs must be handled before the expedition tomorrow."

She glanced downcastly. "Can I help you tomorrow, too?"

He closed his lips and didn't speak.

The food on the table was getting colder, and the only heat in the room was gone. She slowly got up and smiled forcefully, "You're busy, I'll go first. Remember to rest at night, if you fall, No one can take revenge on his mother. "After that, turned around, bracing the tired body and slowly walking towards the door.

The thin back, so thin, looked lonely and cold.

"Aman," he called involuntarily.

They haven't seen each other for a few days. They have been too far apart. The destruction of a corpse and even a soul creates a guilty conscience for two people, a distance that can never be crossed.

"I'm sorry!" He murmured. Throw her alone in Yuzhou City, sorry! I can't care for her like I did before, sorry! He even felt that if she left her this time, she might be happier if she chose Fuzi instead of returning to him.

Tears suddenly burst into her eyes and blurred her vision. She lifted her head, swallowing the bitterness of her throat, and her voice was empty and misty. "You are not sorry to me.

When he was shocked, he ignored it, and while he was guilty, she would be in debt. He strode after him, holding her before she went out, "It's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

Whose fault is that? She asked herself this in her heart. It was not her fault or his fault, but they had to bear the cruelest result.

Pulling over her, facing the light, the bruising bruise on her forehead was so obvious, he was shocked: "What's wrong with your forehead ..."

She glanced over her head and said lightly, "It's okay, I accidentally fell."

He frowned. "Why did you wrestle well?" It wasn't the first day I met her. A calm woman like her, accidentally wrestling would not happen to her.

"It's all right." She tried to smile.

He sighed and went to shake her hand. She was startled, busy backing her hands behind her, and turned away from him. "You have to deal with government affairs, I'm tired, I want to go back to rest." He said he would leave before waiting. .

He glanced down, grabbed her, and dragged her hand indiscriminately. She was so weak that she couldn't support her. At this moment, he was dragged by him so much that she couldn't stand even before standing down. His face changed, and he reached out to fish. Her knees had touched the ground, and a sharp tingling came from her. She couldn't help humming.

Zongzheng hugged her without worry and placed her on a soft chair in front of the bed. Can't help but unravel the cloth wrapped around one of her fingers, she couldn't stop it.

In the eyes, it is not the white skin like jade in the past, but the red and swollen wounds that have been washed away from the blood, the **** wounds, the frostbite worsens in the cold weather, and the flesh is blurred, which makes people feel painful when they look at it .

Zong Zheng's heart trembled, his face changed greatly, his eyes were dark and unpredictable, and his voice was mixed with anger. "What's going on?" 2k novel reading network