#Fanwai·Nanhuai#
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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I beg you..." The clear man's voice begged bitterly, with despair in his voice, he spoke mechanically, repeating the words of begging for mercy.
In the dusty hall of the cold palace, a man in white knelt on the ground, trembling all over, kowtowing non-stop.
He knocked heavily, each sound was very loud, and soon the ground was dripping with blood, staining the ground red.
The woman in the dragon robe stood indifferently.
Behind her is the palace gate, and the sunlight outside the gate shines in. Her tall and slender figure, against the light, looks solemn and indifferent.
Backlighting, I couldn't see her eyebrows clearly.
Behind the vermilion pillar, the young child held the pillar in his small hands, with a pair of beautiful and clear light-colored pupils, a little dazed and panicked, staring blankly at his father who kept kowtowing on the ground.
He pursed his lips tightly, his white and tender cheeks became paler at this moment, crystal water droplets rolled in those cat-like eyes, but did not fall off. The child's fair little hands grasped the pillar tightly.
My father told me to hide it and not to go out.
He said that he had offended the noble servants beside the empress, and the empress would definitely not let him go this time.
The father said that the empress was very angry, and if she saw the child, she might even vent her anger.
As long as it is well hidden, the empress may have forgotten about this child long ago, and maybe she just hid it.
Nan Huai is very obedient.
He didn't go out, but he was very sad, obediently huddled in the corner, like a frightened poor kitten, his white and tender hands clenched his sleeves tightly, and his light-colored pupils stared at the blood without blinking.
In the sun, he felt a little cold and shivering.
The man in white knelt and stepped forward, begging and desperately grabbing the corner of the queen's skirt, "I really didn't mean to offend Xiao Guishi, Your Majesty, please forgive me, please... please..."
The woman lowered her head slightly.
In the next second, she stepped back, pulled out the corner of her dragon robe, and said indifferently: "Then Xiao Gui's injury, should it just be forgotten?"
The man in white raised his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly, "Xiao...Xiao Guishi is a son of a noble family, his family is noble, and he won't argue with me... He only hurt his forehead, and I didn't mean it, that injury will be healed soon recover… "
The Queen suddenly raised the corners of her lips.
With a sneer.
As a result, the man's words stopped abruptly, and he looked at her in panic and bewilderment.
"You also know Xiao Gui's servant's family is noble? Now his mother's family is the most helpful to me. You, a lowly Lenggong, dare to provoke my beloved servant?"
The queen said lightly, "Now, I have promised Xiao Er that I will give him an explanation... Why don't you use your life to explain it to him."
She glanced at the man at her feet.
The other party looked up at her, his face was pale, his eyes were beautiful, and under the bloody forehead, they still looked clear and clear.
The Queen suddenly stopped.
But the man quickly lowered his eyes, his voice was hoarse due to dryness: "Your Majesty..."
He whispered: "I have nothing, no family background, no identity, but..."
He stopped.
I didn't say any more.
The queen frowned, turned around flatly, and ordered the people next to her, "Drag on."
The attendant quickly responded, "Yes."
…
The woman stood alone in the hall for a few seconds, then suddenly she narrowed her eyes: "I remember there is another child. Where is he? Bring him here."
The child hiding in the corner was quickly found.
When the palace servants saw the little man, they were all stunned for a moment, and did not arrest him immediately.
This is such a beautiful child.
(end of this chapter)