Through his shoulder, Mo Shuang looked at the dancing candlelight on the desk and felt that her fate was just like that candlelight, so precarious.
What to do next
I don't know how long it took before she gently broke away from his arms. This time he let her go without forcing him.
She bent down to pick up his clothes from the ground and put them on him, "It's cold at night. Prince, you'd better put on your clothes. Be careful of getting cold. Some things can't be thrown away. If you throw them away, you will only cause harm to yourself. You still have to pick it up if you lose it, right?”
While she was arranging his clothes, she lowered her eyes and spoke calmly, but her heart felt like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
Leng Qisu just kept looking at her, looking at her quietly, letting her do and talk. Just when she put on his clothes and was about to turn around, he suddenly raised his hand to hold her face and said to her Kissed her on the lips.
Xu had been standing outside for too long, and Xu was not wearing clothes just now. His lips were very cold, and they were pressed against hers, so cold that she trembled.
When she came to her senses and wanted to struggle, she heard his voice vaguely escape from her lips, "Mo Zhuang...has this king changed his mind?"
She was shocked, thinking she had heard wrongly.
However, those words hit her heart so hard, each word was loud and clear.
His lips trembled slightly and pressed tightly against hers, tenderly and affectionately.
A passionate kiss.
It was different from any other time in the past. This time, it was filled with too many emotions that couldn't be wiped away or resolved. It seemed to be whispering something, and it seemed to be telling her something silently.
what is it then
she does not know.
While she was absentminded, he had gently pried open her lips and teeth, inserted his tongue, entangled hers, and danced gently.
But the more gentle she was, the more she couldn't help but become addicted, as if she was being sucked into a bottomless whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper.
Her breath was taken away bit by bit, and even her consciousness began to become chaotic bit by bit. She gasped and felt like she was almost out of breath, and he finally slowly let her go.
He looked at her and she looked at him.
Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke.
She stared into his deep pupils, hoping to catch something from those black stone eyes, but the colors in his eyes were complicated, and there were many emotions that she couldn't understand.
Just when she began to suspect that what he just said was just her imagination, he suddenly spoke, "Has I changed my mind?"
Although the voice was so hoarse and low, this time, she was sure that she really heard it clearly and clearly.
She licked her lips, feeling as if she hadn't come out of the kiss just now. Her breathing was still so difficult. After a while, she spoke with difficulty, "Do you know what you are talking about, Your Majesty?"
"I also want to know what I am talking about?" His dark eyes were locked on her face for an instant.
Mo Shuang was startled, and she was speechless when he asked her this question.
The two did not speak for a long time.
There was silence all around, so quiet that it seemed that only the breathing and heartbeats of the two people could be heard.
It's so irregular, so crazy.
Suddenly, Leng Qisu lowered his eyes, sighed deeply, turned around and walked to the desk, sat down, looked at the dancing candlelight on the table with his dark eyes, and asked her, "Do you want to hear the story of me and Linglong?" "
Her breathing stagnated involuntarily, and she looked at him in astonishment, somewhat unbelievable.
Once, she just held the square silk to test it in front of everyone, and he almost killed her.
Once, she just embroidered a magnolia on his brocade robe on her own initiative, but he destroyed her embroidery frame and abandoned his brocade robe.
Their stories don’t belong only to them, right? Isn't that an untouchable forbidden area in his heart
Why tell her
Although, her true heart is what she wants to hear.
"Come, come here!" He raised the corners of his lips slightly and waved to her.
Somehow, she walked over obediently.
He reached out and hugged her from behind, letting her sit on his lap, gently resting his chin on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Are you willing to listen?"
Mo Shuang pursed her lips and did not answer.
"The king's mother-in-law was originally a folk woman. Due to the favor of my father during a private visit in disguise, she became pregnant with the king and entered the palace. However, the mother-in-law has a humble status and has no plans to fight in the harem, so she died soon after giving birth to the king. I fell out of favor. Although I worked hard to read and learn all kinds of knowledge, I was still looked down upon by my father and ridiculed by other brothers. When I was eight years old, I was framed by several brothers, saying I stole a luminous pearl from the Queen Mother, who is now the Queen Mother. My father was furious and drove me out of the palace. At that time, only the eleventh brother interceded for me. He was only six years old at that time. Because of this He was even punished by his father to face the wall for three days and was not allowed to eat."
Having said this, Leng Qisu paused. Mo Shuang turned her head and saw him frowning slightly, with a hint of sadness lingering.
Unable to help herself, she stretched out her hand and gently touched his eyebrows, as if she wanted to smooth out the wrinkles there. Leng Qisu grabbed her hand, placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, and said with a faint smile, "This king is fine!"
"Later, a general in the court saw that I was pitiful, so he took me in..."
"General Li Fei?" Mo Shuang asked.
"Yes." Leng Qisu nodded and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, he is your fake father. He took me in, taught me martial arts and the art of war. He is very strict. If I can't learn well, I will I had no food to eat, and I couldn't sleep. I remember it was winter, and I was scolded by the general because I couldn't learn a move. In anger, I ran away. I was still a child, and I was penniless, so I could run. Wherever he went, he wandered on the street, and later he starved to death on the roadside. It was a four-year-old girl who saved me. She gave me two steamed buns, which were made of silk silk bags embroidered with Mulan and Shadow. Then, she told me that as long as you persevere, there will always be hope for anything."
Mo Shuang saw the faint light in the corner of her eyes. When he said this, the corners of his lips raised slightly and his eyes softened. Her heart actually ached.
"That little girl is Linglong, right?"
"Well!" He pursed his lips and continued, "She told me that she is the young lady of the Feng family. She would run out to meet with me every day, practice martial arts with me, and bring me delicious food. Accompanying me through the most difficult three years."
Mo Shuang listened quietly, with a trace of jealousy in her heart. Yes, these experiences are engraved in her heart. They only belong to them once and no one can replace them.
"Later, when I returned to the palace, I never saw her again. I led troops in battles and repeatedly performed extraordinary feats. At the age of eighteen, I was named the General King. At that time, Dr. Feng was the most valued person around my father. The royal physician, no matter whether the illness is serious or minor, must be treated by Dr. Feng. Once, my father had a headache and asked me to go to the Feng family to ask Dr. Feng. Only then did I see the little girl again. She was climbing on a magnolia tree. She was picking a magnolia on the high branch when she slipped and fell from the tree. The king happened to pass by and caught her. However, seven years have passed and she no longer recognizes the king. In fact, he The king doesn’t recognize her anymore, maybe they both look different, after all, we were all so young at that time.”
With a low sigh, he continued: "She didn't even remember clearly those things back then. Later, she only remembered it intermittently when she saw the silk in my hand. Later, her father died. , the seventh brother ascended the throne, and the entire Feng family was slaughtered. In order to keep her safe, the king asked her to work as a maid in the palace, under the pseudonym Linglong. In fact, the Feng family was beheaded, which was partly because of the king. The seventh brother was very jealous by nature. , suspicious, he is afraid that this king will threaten his throne, and all the people close to him will be removed one by one. This is the case with the Feng family. Therefore, in this life, I owe the Feng family too much, and I swear that I will Good for Linglong, but..."
He didn't say any more, but buried his face in her shoulder, seeming very tired.
Listening to their past, Mo Shuang felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, but more of it was a sense of apathy, a sense of being powerless about the past.
After all, time can't be turned back, after all, she wasn't the one who walked with him.
The traces that should be carved have been carved and no one can erase them.
If you forcefully erase it, it will only increase all kinds of troubles, just like he and she are now.
"Does the prince really understand his own heart?" She looked sideways at him.
(End of chapter)