After buying some roast chicken and duck, some braised vegetables, and Leng Qisu's favorite crabapple cake, Mo Shuang headed home in large and small bags.
Let's just make do with it, and even though they are all cooked dishes, they are all bought in big restaurants, so they should taste good.
In fact, the various trainings at Blue Wing Gate also include cooking skills.
A good craftsman, a good female craftsman, must not only be good at literature, martial arts, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also be good in the hall and in the kitchen.
However, now her heart was in a mess. How could she still be in the mood to cook for that man
The scene that happened today was so terrifying.
I don’t know who shot this arrow
Could it be Brother Yi
Probably not. He had no reason to shoot her. At least for the time being, he still believed her.
Who could it be
The remnants of the bandits? Or some of Leng Qisu's secret enemies
She didn't know, and she tried her best not to think about it. It was too complicated and too tiring.
However, Leng Qisu blocked an arrow for her, which really shocked her.
Regardless of taking advantage of her or not, at that moment, at least, he didn't think too much. He just pushed her away without hesitation and blocked her.
Although she found various reasons for him to do this, for example, he just wanted to have peace of mind, for example, he wanted her to become his chess piece more wholeheartedly, for example, he knew that one arrow would not kill him, etc. , etc., but at the moment when the long arrow penetrated his chest, she knew that her heart really hurt along with it, or it hurt even more.
To say that I am unmoved would be a lie.
But she couldn't be moved by it.
Indecisive, complicated and contradictory, wavering, she hates herself like this.
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The room was very quiet. The moment she pushed the door open, she almost thought that the man had left. Inexplicably, she felt a little bit disappointed in her heart.
Before she even had time to put the things in her hands into the kitchen, she walked into the inner room eagerly. When she saw that the man lying on the bed was still there, her heart slowly calmed down.
He lay there motionless, his face pale, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed weak and lifeless.
So quiet.
Her heartbeat suddenly stagnated. Was he asleep? still… ..
Frightened by her own thoughts, she broke into a cold sweat. She quickly threw the things in her hands on the desk and ran to the bedside.
"Your Majesty!" She tried to call him softly.
no response.
She grabbed his hand and found that his hand was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Why is it so cold
Her heart sank suddenly, and she reached out tremblingly to feel his breath.
Oh my God!
No!
She opened her eyes wide and breathed heavily. She couldn't believe it. She stretched out her hand again and found that her hand was already shaking.
still none.
what happened? How is this going
Wasn't it fine just now
Not willing to give in, she quickly leaned over and pressed against his chest, wanting to hear the steady and powerful heartbeat.
No.
No.
still none!
This is not true!
This is absolutely not true!
She grabbed his hand again, rubbed his palm fiercely, and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
A fear she had never experienced before tightly surrounded her, layer upon layer, overwhelming her. Her voice became increasingly trembling and choked.
Seeing that he still didn't respond, she started shaking his body like crazy again, "Your Majesty, don't sleep, Your Majesty..."
Tears flowed out without warning, and flowed out violently. She cried and patted his face.
How could he be such a strong man and such an omnipotent man? How could he just sleep like this
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"How come you, a grown man, are not as good as me, a woman? My chest was injured and I managed to survive. What about you? How could you do this? How could you do this? Wake up! If you don't wake up, I will I look down on you! I... I will really hide so that the prince can never be found again. The prince... The prince... "
Her mind was completely blank. She shook him with red eyes and cried until she was hoarse.
After a while, she saw that he was still lying there motionless, with the skin on his face and hands so pale and transparent. An unprecedented despair filled her heart. She stood up unsteadily and pointed at his nose. , started to curse loudly.
"You said you were waiting for me. You are a liar. You are a liar. You lied to me from the beginning and you are still lying to me now. You are the most abominable liar in the world!"
Tired of scolding, she fell down on the bedside again, with empty eyes and murmured to herself, "The most disgusting liar. Liar... just a liar..."
The surroundings were very quiet, eerily quiet, as if she was the only one left in the world.
After an unknown amount of time, her eyes suddenly lit up, she grabbed his hand and said eagerly: "My lord, are you kidding me? Are you punishing me on purpose? It's my fault that I shouldn't have done that to you. Really? Okay, as long as you wake up, I promise... I promise not to leave, hide, or do that to the prince, okay? Okay? "
At this time, she didn't know if it was her hallucination or something else, but she suddenly saw the corners of Leng Qisu's mouth raised slightly.
(End of chapter)