He sneered: "Thanks for the emperor's concern, you must talk to the concubine Nian, and let her not come here at will."
The emperor interrupted him softly.
"I asked the concubine to come here, it's irrelevant."
The fire of the state officials can be set off, but the lamps of the people cannot be lit! Long Feili, hello... One day, your world, your woman... Long Liyu was furious, but he couldn't attack, and left with a cold smile.
The emperor glanced at the edge of the willow forest.
"The servant retire." Xia Sang, who had been standing beside the willow forest, bowed.
In front of the Qiyuan gate, it suddenly became quiet.
The emperor's gaze seemed to rest quietly over her head. Sadness and anger... Emotions tend to dissipate or hide in tranquility, and it seems that only melancholy is left in her heart. Xuanji still didn't raise her head, and she didn't know whether she didn't dare or didn't want to, so she had to look sideways at the lake.
The spring sun is light and warm, the light softly paints the lake mirror, on the unnamed lake, the waves are shining, the weeping willows are reflected on the lake, and the eaves of the palace tower, the jasper Qionglou, are buckled into the lake to make a ignorant picture. .
Occasionally, a bird flying by, with a light touch of its wings or beak, pecks the beauty of the pond.
Some things seem to be beautiful, but they are just like a dream bubble. You can see a blind date from a distance, but you can't bear to touch it, and it will be destroyed when you touch it.
"Chen and concubine retire." It was uncomfortably quiet. Finally, she couldn't bear the irritability in her heart, turned around and left.
"Give it to me," she heard him say from behind.
She wondered, and the emperor's voice came faintly again.
"It's life, don't you want it?"
Only then did Xuanji understand that he was talking about the little wolf, and she was shocked, why... Now he...
Without hesitation, he ran back to him.
Hand him the already drowsy little wolf.
He took it and glanced at her lightly, she finally couldn't help raising her eyes, the eyes of the two met, his eyes were clear, and there was no emotion at all.
She frowned unconsciously, full of doubts like a bank that burst.
The emperor didn't say anything, he took off the bag on the belt around his waist, poured out a pill from it, and fed it to the little beast.
Is he healing it with internal force
The little wolf closed his eyes, and his body did not rise and fall.
Xuanji was worried and couldn't help but said, "What happened to it?"
"Niangniangniang, it will be fine." A voice came out of the willow forest, but it was Xia Sang who had gone and returned.
Xuanji was stunned, Xia Sang smiled and said, "Originally, the emperor had reserved his strength."
The emperor frowned slightly, "Have you taken the thing?"
"Fortunately not to be humiliated." Xia Sang nodded, seeing the emperor's face darkening, knowing that he was talking too much, he was slightly startled, and hurriedly said: "The servant retire."
Xuanji laughed at herself, how could he and her be left.
The emperor put the little wolf on the ground and said, "Come to Chuxiu Palace later."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was no less bored with her than she was with him, and he didn't want to stay any longer.
"Long Feili."
Xuanji smiled bitterly, and called out the long back.
He turned back and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Concubine Nian, it is disrespectful to call me by my first name."
"Why?" Xuanji stared at him closely. He finally rescued the little wolf, but the coldness in her heart was getting worse and worse.
"what why?"
"You know what I'm asking."
The emperor didn't say a word, but he moved squarely, then stopped quickly, frowning and looking at the woman who was holding his sleeve tightly behind his back.
Xuanji stared at him, word by word, "Tell me."
"The various things you have shown are true, which are fake, or should be said to be fake, right?" Xuanji smiled, a bitter taste on the tip of her tongue.
She saw that his long eyelashes were slightly closed, and the shadows under his eyes were mottled. He seemed to be thinking about something.
Finally, he spoke lightly.
"You don't need to pay attention to the rest, Nian Xuanji, it's true that you are kind to me."
He didn't call himself me, he said I... Xuanji's body trembled.
"Is it my father who is kind to you?" she asked in a trembling voice.
"He?" The emperor seemed to laugh sarcastically, and then his voice was slightly lowered, "No, it's you."
So, Long Feili and the original Xuanji are old acquaintances? No, he is the king of a country, how could she be kind to him
She clutched his sleeve, her eyes full of doubt.
Glancing at her little hand around his shirt, the emperor said lightly, "That was many years ago, and you probably don't remember it long ago. Those who do remember just remember it."
Xuanji shook her head with a painful expression, "If you say that I am kind to you, why do you treat me like this?"
"I saved you from the Empress Dowager, gave you a new maid, saved Xuelang for you, and asked Jixiang to talk about things in your palace, isn't that enough?" Huang asked softly.
His indifference the night he left the scar, today in Qiuying Hall... He treats her...
With her eyes scattered, Xuanji stared at the shimmering lake, and an idea gradually came out in her mind and became clear.
He seemed impatient, his strength was slight, and his sleeve slipped out of her hand.
Staring at his Xiuba's back, she heard her difficult voice asking, "Because you don't want me to fall in love with you, do you?"