She asked him just now if he was incapable of water.
How could she know.
More than ten years ago, the night before the seventh-year-old ninth prince ascended the throne, he was drowned in a small lake in the palace.
He swam up several times, but instructed people to use a scabbard on his head to beat him back. That night, blood gurgled down from his head. His eyes were full of blood, and he only saw a pool of darkness and neon red...
He gritted his teeth, flicked the hem of his clothes, and stepped into the pool.
Cold, wrapped around the skin like a disgusting water snake.
At the same time, flying splashes of water, like falling star dust, scattered all over him.
Under the stars and moon, in the silent nine-layered palace tower, he saw her bursting out of the water, her extremely pale face, but her eyes were bright and stubborn, her eyes were deeply condensed, and her long black hair was scattered on her back, like a demon. Charming seaweed.
She, like a beautiful water demon who had been silent for thousands of years, woke up from the deep lake.
She is undoubtedly beautiful and beautiful, but in this place with countless beauties, she is not outstanding.
At this time, however, there was an overwhelming feeling.
With his feet on the water a little, he carried her out of the water.
Beside the lotus pond, she was trembling in his arms, her teeth rattled slightly, and her movements were light, but it seemed that she didn't even have the strength to tremble.
He hugged her tightly - in the end, he still didn't bring that thing up, this sin, why bother.
"Huozhezi." Her voice was faint.
He tightened his hand behind her back and lit the fire.
"See if it's this one."
Long Feili was shocked, and in the firelight, she slowly spread out her palm.
Filled with water, a heavy bag. The brocade is simple.
Xuanji also saw it. A tightness in the chest, the whole person froze.
If there is Mingming, what is such a coincidence
This kit is exactly the same as the one I picked up that day.
The only difference is that this one has the word "Xinyi" embroidered on it.
She saw his slightly solemn gaze.
It was the look of looking at something precious, she thought she would not be mistaken.
Her whole body was numb from the cold, her head became more and more groggy, but one place was surprisingly clear. She heard herself asking, "Your Majesty, do you have a script?"
"Don't you know my name?" Long Feili asked.
"You." She whispered softly, that is, she asked.
He answered.
Xuanji laughed softly.
Thinking about it, the little eunuch that day was fair-skinned. Although she couldn't see his face, he was clearly slender.
Is it a woman. Which of his concubines, or someone else. But, if it is a concubine, why hide it like this.
Table words, kits.
From this, heart Yi.
She quietly looked at the back of her hand, which was mottled by stones, seeping a touch of blood.
His eyes were on her palm, but not her wound.
Making wedding clothes for others, isn't that what it is? But who can you blame, can you blame him
He is a king, and he has countless beauties in the harem.
It's just a small tip, such cherishing is because of caring. There is someone who hides in his heart.
Heart Yi. The ripples in my heart are as beautiful as water.
Who is she. Auspicious, or who.
The king, who is high above the ground, has a secret that cannot be disclosed.
She was there in the Chuxiu Palace that day...
Ah Qi - In fact, from start to finish, but you were wrong.
Putting the kit in his hand, she staggered to her feet.
The fire is extinguished.
He stood up quickly, and she broke free from the hand he held.
"Nian Xuanji." There was anger in his voice.
She took a few steps back and stared at him, "Your Majesty, I will help you get your things back, is there a reward?"
Does she have to say these words at a time like this? The anxiety she had felt since she was freed from his arms grew louder, Long Feili said solemnly: "Come here, I will help you drive away the cold."
Xuanji shook her head, "Your Majesty, my concubine only asks you one thing."
"Or, you can read Xuanji's sign and tell Xuanji to serve the bed. If not, please don't enter Xuanji's room at night in the future." She said word by word.
Fake, fake, all fake!
I thought I had nothing to ask for, maybe in my heart, but there was always a glimmer of hope, a little bit of wishful thinking... I can be the one in your heart.
However, I forgot, in this deep palace, which woman doesn't think so. In fact, I don't blame you, I blame you for not loving me. how come.
So, you are the king and I am the concubine. Other than that, please don't give me any more hope.
So be it.
Whenever a concubine or a concubine sleeps, there is a record of the deacon in the palace. This is evidence of whether a harem woman is favored or not, and it is also used as a concubine in the future, and the authenticity of the emperor and prince's heirs.
Seeing her shivering body, Long Feili was furious and sneered, "Nian Xuanji, do you care so much about this? You want to be the most favored concubine in this harem, I will give it to you!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xuanji just smiled, turned around and left.
His body was suddenly heavy, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.
When it is a good day and beautiful scenery is fake. It really is a one-off.
Maybe, just now, I should have stayed a little longer...