But just at this glance, he completely forgot to breathe.
The woman didn't raise her head, or rather, she didn't even have the strength to raise her head, but she hugged his feet tightly with both hands, so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
It seems that he has spent his whole life just to hold on to the last hope of survival.
Time stopped at this moment, and he stared at the purple crystal bracelet on the woman's hand without blinking.
He was afraid, he was afraid that he would find out after blinking that it was just his hallucination.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the white snow shone brightly throughout the pavilion.
How could the blue sky and white sun be his hallucination
That was his bracelet, the bracelet he gave to that woman.
There is only one bracelet in the world.
This was the only token left to him by his mother-in-law. It is said that when the Emperor and the Queen Mother fell in love, they ordered craftsmen to make it from Wang Jing, a purple crystal from the East China Sea. There was only one. Later, the Queen Mother gave it to him. The mother-in-law, the mother-in-law gave it to him before she died, saying that she would give it to the woman of his choice in the future.
He obviously gave it to Mo Shuang, why was it in the hands of Jieyu, who was new to the palace
Of course, everyone didn't know the reason. When they saw the woman hugging the emperor's legs and not letting him go, they just thought it was a pointless struggle. A guard came forward and without any explanation, he waved a stick at the woman's arm. .
The woman groaned, but still did not let go of her hand.
Leng Qisu finally came to his senses and slowly raised his head to look at the guard, his dark eyes stained with bloodshot eyes.
Seeing that the stick was useless, the guard was swinging the wooden stick, preparing to hit the woman's arm again, but just when he saw the wooden stick was about to hit the woman's arm, suddenly, there was a bright yellow flash, and the guard screamed and was thrown far away. , his body hit the stone railing beside the pavilion, and then rolled to the ground.
The guard vomited blood, frowning and looking at the man who took action in disbelief.
The man who waved his sleeve and hit him directly on the chest was their emperor, Leng Qisu.
Everyone was dumbfounded and stared at all this, forgetting to react.
No one can guess what the young emperor is thinking at this time. He just said clearly that he would be punished twenty more times, so why now...
Leng Qisu slowly knelt down, carefully picked up the woman's face lying on the ground, and lifted it up bit by bit.
The woman's head was covered with sweat, and a few strands of broken hair in front of her forehead were wet with sweat and stuck tightly to her forehead. She covered her face with a gauze, and there was a moist crimson stain on the thin gauze, which was the blood stain that was not yet dry.
Her watery eyes closed lightly, but not completely, as if she was about to fall asleep, but she tried her best to hold back.
As if feeling Leng Qisu's touch, the woman slowly raised her eyelids and looked at him weakly.
Their eyes met.
For a moment, everything seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Leng Qisu frowned, feeling a great pain in his heart, as if thousands of hands were grabbing his heart so hard that he couldn't breathe.
It's her, it's really her!
But how could it be her
Wasn't she the queen of Meng Zhaoguo
How would it appear here
So last night, the woman lying behind him in Feiyan Palace was also her
He actually missed it like this
With a painful look in his eyes, Leng Qisu looked away and looked up at the top of the pavilion. When he looked at her again, his eyes were filled with only love.
The woman looked at him, as if she was smiling, but she didn't seem to be. Her lips moved, her breath sprayed on the gauze, and the gauze flickered slightly, but it was impossible to hear what the woman was saying.
"Do not talk!"
He spoke softly, his voice was extremely hoarse. Suddenly he remembered something and shouted behind him, "Imperial doctor, please send the message to the imperial doctor!"
As he spoke, he gently and carefully held the woman in his arms.
However, the wounds on the woman's back were too heavy and dense. Even though he was careful, he still touched her wounds. The woman's pupils shrank in pain, but she managed not to scream.
He lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead and the corners of her eyes gently, as if to coax and comfort her.
Everyone stood frozen in place as if turned to stone, looking at this scene in astonishment. No one moved.
Until he yelled again, "Are you all deaf? Call the doctor quickly!"
Only then did someone react and hurriedly ran to the Tai Hospital.
Leng Qisu stood up with the woman in his arms, walked out of the pavilion, and walked down the steps. Suddenly a figure rushed in front of him and reached out to stop him.
It's cloud tide.
She raised her hand and looked at Leng Qisu with red eyes, looking extremely aggrieved, "What do you mean by this, Your Majesty? This woman injured my concubine's hand like this and almost killed her. Could it be that your Majesty is planning to Is this such an appeasement? The emperor is the king of a country, and he doesn’t even have basic principles just because of a woman?"
She knew that this was not the way to talk to an emperor.
However, she couldn't help it, she couldn't bear it.
It was okay to neglect her and ignore her all these years, but today, for a new person, a new person who hurt her, he was so ruthless to her!
Leng Qisu slowly moved his eyes away from the woman in his arms and looked at her indifferently. Suddenly, his eyes were as cold as frost on the twelfth lunar month, "I don't know what you did to make her almost kill you. All I know is that if you don’t get out of the way, I will really kill you!”
His words seemed to burst out from between his teeth, revealing a bone-gnawing chill.
in principle
What are principles
Ever since that night, when he put the country and everyone behind him and jumped off the cliff, he knew that this woman was his principle.
Yun Chaoxi swayed and was frightened by the cold light in his black eyes.
She knew that he really had murderous intentions.
Leng Qisu snorted coldly, walked past her and walked forward.
A gust of cold wind blew by, making Yun Chaoxiang shiver. At this time, the veil on the woman's face was also blown off, floating in the air for a few times, and landed gracefully on the stone steps.
At that moment, Yun Chaoxi finally saw the woman's face clearly.
Although it was just a passing glance, she still saw clearly the face that made her hate her to the bone.
She opened her eyes wide in shock, feeling unbelievable, and staggered back a few steps. If it weren't for the support of the stone railing behind her, she would have almost fallen.
Why is it her
How could it be her
Everyone in the pavilion stood there, staring blankly at Leng Qisu's back as he hurriedly left.
Until the bright yellow completely disappeared from sight, everyone still stood there and did not leave for a long time.
Some people are envious, some are jealous, some shake their heads, and some sigh.
Linglong smiled bitterly.
Leng Qisu hugged Zizhuo and walked quickly towards the Feiyan Palace. When he reached the fork in the road, he paused slightly, then turned around and walked towards the closer Longyin Palace.
Li Quansheng trotted behind him, looking at the anxious man. He didn't know how to speak. After secretly gathering his courage for a long time, he finally carefully reminded, "Your Majesty, she is Ru Yan, but she looks just like Mo Zhaoyi." …”
Leng Qisu turned around and glared at you with a stern look, "I will settle your debt with you!"
Li Quansheng was shocked and quickly fell silent.
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Longyin Palace, inner hall
When Leng Qisu placed Zizhuo on the dragon bed, Zizhuo had already fallen into a coma.
Soon, the imperial doctor and the medical woman came.
The imperial doctor checked the injury, and the medical woman began to apply medicine to Zizhuo. Leng Qisu stood beside the bed with his hands behind his hands, his thin lips pressed into a cold straight line.
The entire Longyin Palace was quiet, no one spoke, and everyone's expressions were extremely tense.
It was very difficult for Zizhuo to take off his clothes. The wounds were all stuck to the fabric, and every time he tore it, it seemed as if his skin would be pulled off.
Although she was unconscious and couldn't feel any pain, Leng Qisu was still awake. Every time the doctor woman's hand moved, he felt like a knife was scratching his heart.
Suddenly, Zizhuo seemed to whimper. Although it was very soft, Leng Qisu heard it clearly. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, waved the two medical women away, and said angrily: "How can you take off your clothes like this? Do you still want her to live?"
The two medical women were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.
"Get out!" Looking at the woman on the bed, Leng Qisu's face turned extremely ugly.
"Yes!" The two medical women crawled away.
Leng Qisu then ordered the maid next to him to prepare hot water.
Soon, the hot water came. He frowned slightly, rolled up his sleeves, soaked the brocade towel in the hot water, and then gently wiped the wound on Zizhuo's back.
The coagulated blood diluted when it met the hot water. He held her in his arms and carefully took off her tattered clothes.
She lay softly in his arms, her back covered in blood and her body completely gone.
Leng Qisu pursed his lips tightly and picked up a porcelain bottle. Because his hands were a little shaky, he twisted it for a long time before unscrewing the lid of the porcelain bottle. Then, he sprinkled the powder inside little by little on her wound, because the wound area was It was so big and deep that he almost used up a whole bottle of medicine to cover all her wounds...
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There was silence in Longyin Palace, and everyone was taken out by Li Quansheng.
Leng Qisu sat beside the bed, his dark eyes staring closely at the pale, almost transparent face for an instant.
So quiet.
It was so quiet that there was almost no sense of presence.
He lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips and nose gently, making his heart tremble with pain.
Raising his head slightly, he curved his lips and smiled bitterly.
It seemed that every time this woman was with him, she was bruised and bruised, either mentally or physically.
Every time, he wanted to give her the best, but every time it backfired.
At Guanmei Pavilion, he almost asked her to receive another twenty canes.
If he hadn't walked in front of her, if she hadn't hugged his feet desperately, if it hadn't been for the amethyst bracelet on her wrist, he couldn't even think about what would have happened
In this regard, he can't compare to that Chu Xunmo, right
Just now, looking at her eyes, he knew that she still hadn't recovered her memory.
But why does she appear here? Or does she appear here as the new concubine
Because of love? He knew it wasn't!
That day in Meng Zhao, she would rather stab him with a hairpin than leave with him, so how could it be for love
But for what
He has always been a careful and cautious person. He believes that everyone has a purpose and motive for doing anything. Although her motive is unknown, he knows that she has it.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that these were no longer important. As long as she woke up, as long as she was by his side, he didn't want to care about the reason or purpose.
And never ask!
Suddenly, the woman on the bed waved her hands randomly and shouted in a dreamy voice: "I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor!"
Leng Qisu was shocked and quickly grabbed her hand, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I'm here, I'm here."
She didn't want to see Junshang, nor did she want to see Brother Chu. He knew that the person she wanted to see was him.
Just this alone made him so excited that he couldn't contain himself!
Although, although, if it were Mo Shuang, she would not call him Emperor, but would only call him Leng Qisu, but this is enough, isn't it
The woman slowly opened her misty eyes and looked at him, staring closely for a long time. There were tears in her clear eyes. She moved her dry and peeling lips and murmured: "Your Majesty..."
(End of chapter)