"En..." Xiao Ting snorted, her complexion changed drastically, and she was as pale as paper in an instant.
"You are the concubine I am marrying. For more than two years, nearly a thousand days and nights, huh... how about tonight..."
His tone was still slow, his eyes were as bright as before, no longer evil, and became bewitching, and he was very indifferent after a while.
Xiao Ting gritted her teeth and looked at the devil in front of her. Yes, he is a devil. The Ninth Prince would not treat her like this, and Chu Li would not treat her like this.
Only him, only him...
"It seems that Xiao Xiao is blaming the deity..."
It's not that Xiao Ting doesn't want to talk, she can't move at all, and can't open her mouth, she can only make basic physical reactions.
She didn't get acupuncture, but her soul seemed to be sealed, she couldn't control her body, but she had the perception of her body.
"Then, this deity will satisfy you..." Their eyes met, his eyes were bewitching and bloodthirsty, his face was getting closer and closer to her, and his lips were about to touch, but the next moment he leaned over and bit her neck.
The smell of blood filled her nose, Xiao Ting's body was experiencing ice and fire, pain and joy...
He didn't look at her anymore, turned to his back, threw her on the bed, raised his hands above his head, Xiao Ting suddenly felt a burst of shame.
"Xiao Xiao, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you..."
In a word, let him go from being gentle to full of hatred, accompanied by that rough action, Xiao Ting no longer has the mind to perceive everything around her...
"If it really hurts you, I will also feel it..."
Feeling my suffering, my pain, my unrequited love, the rest of my life!
And the rest of your life too!
She fell into an endless abyss, a path that she had never traveled in her past and present lives. It was extremely dark, bleak and cold, and even her perception was frozen. In her mind, there was only a ray of light in front of her eyes. It was a familiar thing, which belonged to her and belonged to him...
Her body was hot and cold, she didn't know how long this dream was, and she didn't know if this road had an end.
The forehead veil was cold and hot again.
All the perceptions were there, but her mind seemed to be burned, she couldn't hear anything clearly, she only felt that her ears were very noisy, and there was no peace for a moment.
She couldn't sleep or move, and the feeling was unspeakable.
People around her never stopped coming and going, only in the odd place beside her, there seemed to be a figure watching her silently all the time.
There is no warmth, nor cold, just look at her lightly, lightly.
When Xiao Ting woke up, she felt like she didn't know what year it was.
"Ma'am, ma'am, you finally woke up, ouch, that's great."
Someone yelled, and then the tables, chairs and tea cups ping-pong, and after a while, someone put a hand on her wrist, as if to feel the pulse, but she still couldn't open her eyes, but she felt more.
She just listened to them silently and let them pour her the bitter concoction. She seemed to have sweet dates, candied fruit and the like, all of which she ate. She couldn't move, and couldn't open her eyes.
But none of that was what she cared about, that gaze, that person...
did not show up!
How long has it been in such a dazed state
When Xiao Ting had the strength to open her eyes, the sky was bright outside, the birds were singing and the cicadas were singing, and it was very quiet.
The wind blowing from the window was warm and fragrant.
The leaves rustled, although it was hot, but not disturbing.
"Oh, ma'am, why are you up? Lie down quickly, the doctor said, you should rest at ease."
Xiao Ting has gotten used to this voice these days, and knows that she is the woman who has been waiting by her side all the time.
At this moment, hearing the reputation, she was just an ordinary woman. The palms that came to support her were a bit rough, obviously they often did some rough work.
There are weather-stained wrinkles on his face, and his eyes imply a shrewdness who is proficient in the world.
Greeting each other with a smile, although sophisticated, the concern in his eyes does not seem to be fake.
"Who are you?" Xiao Ting didn't refuse her support, and according to her wishes, she lay down on the pillow.
Maybe she had been lying down for a long time, and she didn't have any strength in her body.
It is not as good as the previous body, without the vigorous vitality.
"Ma'am just call me Mama Feng!" Mama Feng asked Xiao Ting to lean in, and brought a bowl of porridge from the side.
Carefully leaning in front of her, added a spoonful of porridge, the batter was very thin, she blew lightly, and said: "Madam is just awake now, the doctor told me to use some thin porridge, here, drink it slowly, and scald it carefully."
Xiao Ting was not pretentious, looked around, it seemed that only her things were in the room.
Xiao Ting was restless, she didn't know how long she had been lying down, and after eating half a bowl of porridge, she couldn't drink it anymore.
"What is this place? You, why are you here?"
Now that she had some strength, Xiao Ting spoke bluntly.
Mother Feng wiped the corners of her lips with a somewhat rough handkerchief, and then sighed: "This is Qingyang City. Madam has been ill for two months, and your husband hired me to take care of you."
Feng's mother spoke bluntly, directly revealing her identity.
"You said I've been lying here for two months?" Xiao Ting felt that she just fell asleep, why has it been two months
"That's not true, it's been almost three months. I don't know what's wrong with you. Your husband hastily invited all the doctors in Qingyang City, but he couldn't see the reason, but the high fever continued. He stayed by his side every day. He said that he had important things to go out every day, so he invited me, an old woman, to take care of you."
Speaking of this, Mother Feng had some unfinished words, and when Xiao Ting looked over, she was reluctant to speak.
"Let me tell you, Madam, no matter what your husband did wrong, he treats you very well. Between husband and wife, there are quarrels at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed, and it's not easy for men to go out. Don't blame him, ah."
Xiao Ting didn't respond, obviously the Ninth Prince said something to explain the relationship between them.
quarrel
Have there been fights between them
It seems not, since she married him, they are just a marriage contract, each living their own lives, not interfering, not destroying, not active, not taking the initiative to intervene, just two strangers under one roof.
Afterwards, many things happened before we slowly walked together.
Maybe it was because he went through all kinds of hardships, she felt it hard, and wanted to bury herself to accompany him, don't think, there are too many lies between them...
She used his name, and he used her life!
Looking back on the past, it doesn't make much sense, it's nothing more than an ordinary family matter, with little intention, neither sweet nor sad.
But the plainness she had been pursuing and yearning for all this time collapsed in an instant, and she no longer had the same mood as before.
"Then what about him, my husband?" Xiao Ting finally asked.
Mother Feng saw that she was not worried, her eyes were light and she was not very happy, but she frowned, but it was still a family matter, so she couldn't speak more.
"He, he said he was doing something important and would be away for a while."
Xiao Ting lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and asked again, "Did he ever say, when will he return?"
"He actually said that, it can take half a month at most, or four or five days at least, it's just..." Mother Feng frowned.
Seeing that Feng's mother hesitated to speak, Xiao Ting asked directly: "Then when will he leave now?"
The shadow of the tree outside the window did not know when it fell alone, but only a few branches fell down, shaking slightly.
Mother Feng replied in a low tone. "It's been almost a month."
Xiao Ting waved her hand to let her go down, just as Mama Feng left, two people greeted her at the door and knocked on the door, Xiao Ting thought it was Mama Feng and answered, but she didn't expect that two faces she hadn't seen for a long time came in.
"My subordinates pay respects to the princess."
It turned out to be Ah Da Ah Er.
"Why are you here?"
After Xiao Ting asked, she knew that it must be the Ninth Prince who didn't trust her, so they stayed here.
"If you go back to the princess, there will be changes in the court, and the prince will go away with the emperor's order, so he asked me to stay and protect the princess."
Ada and Aer knelt there, although she didn't raise her head, she was still startled, and she didn't know what happened, Wangfei's temperament was very different from the past.
Xiao Ting was silent for a while, then asked weakly: "Did he make any other arrangements before he left?"
"Go back to the princess, yes, the prince once said that if he didn't return in half a month, he would let his subordinates take the princess back to Li City first."
"En." Xiao Ting tilted her head, then waved her hands, and said, "I'm fine, we'll be leaving in two days, you guys go get ready first."
"Yes, this subordinate will retire."
An unknown place in the empire, with deep mountains and dense forests.
Among the endless mountains, there is an ancient building standing tall.
The black walls and black beams and columns give people a sense of depression.
But there is no lack of dignity and majesty.
This place seems to be no one's land, silent, even the sound of birdsong has disappeared.
Dead silence is its eternal keynote.
In the most central hall, there was a quarrel, "Young master, you are not the patriarch now, and you dare to do such a thing against your ancestors and refute the clan. If you become the patriarch in the future, how can the whole clan survive?"
This hall is still built of ebony, the beams and pillars are about four or five feet high, extremely wide, and a man sits on top of it, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, majestic.
Standing on the left and right of it are four black-clothed old men, all standing in robes and holding scepters. They are very old and full of lifelessness.
It was one of them who spoke.
But the other person he was so angry with was a young man in the center, dressed in white, standing proudly.
Its posture is extraordinary, and its posture is magnificent.
He stood in the very center, with one hand behind his back, facing the majestic man above him, turning a deaf ear to other people's words, with a sunny smile on his face all the time.
The gloomy and oppressive hall suddenly adds a touch of light, injecting the only vitality into it.
"Young master, what you are doing is actually doing something to exterminate the clan!"
A group of people are talking with each other.
But the majestic man above remained silent.
"Patriarch, the legacy of the ancestors must be obeyed, you must not indulge the young master..."
"Yes, patriarch, the young master must have been deceived by others when he was young, but it is really wrong to disobey the ancestor's precepts, and now let that man go, the world will be chaotic, the world will be chaotic..."
"How can we be worthy of our ancestors and how can we explain to them?"
(end of this chapter)