65 Regression (
"Your Highness?"
The moment the words fell, a faint light clearly flashed in Zhan Jingyan's dark and dark pupils. He didn't speak, just looked into her eyes fixedly, observing the slightest change in emotion, meticulously.
Until it was confirmed that the person in front of him was really the duplicitous wife next to the pillow, the heart that he had been hanging high for a long time finally settled, thinking back on the experience of the past half a month, the taste in his heart, all kinds of tastes.
It was an ordinary night, but after the red candle tent was warm, everything was different.
When I woke up, the little woman who always loved to snuggle up to her side, smiling and smiling, was strangely not around. The arms were empty, and as far as the reach could be reached, the bedding was all warm.
Suddenly his heart was extremely lonely, he hurriedly put on his robe to look for her, and when he opened the bed tent, he saw a person standing a few steps away, looking at him tremblingly.
The same clothes, the same body appearance, even the pear vortex looming at the corners of the mouth, and the charm of the eyebrows at the corners of the eyes are all the same as in memory.
But at this moment, his heart fell straight down, falling into the abyss.
There is still that soft and greasy warmth in the palm of his hand, and the person who slept with him not long ago feels so strange, like a completely different person.
Is it a hallucination?
He closed his eyes, pressed his swollen temples, and then opened them again, looking at the "wife" in front of him again, trembling like a sieve.
Pretty surely, there's something different......
His squeamish bag will cry and make trouble, his temper is bigger than anyone else, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, how can he show him a shocked and frightened gaze?
Her eyes were full of defensiveness, without any emotion, even if her appearance and body were like a mold, she was not the one in his heart at all.
Suddenly, his eyes were cold and his tone was cold. The deep voice was endlessly cold, unabashedly showing a surging killing intent.
"Who are you?"
The person in front of him looked dazed, as if he didn't know where he was, and he couldn't figure out the situation and could only answer in a trembling voice: "I, I am Zhang Ruoyuan, where is this ......?"
The three words "Zhang Ruoyuan" are a bottom limit in his heart that no one can touch, seeing that up to now, the person in front of him still doesn't know whether to live or die and pretend to be his wife, he lifted his lips and sneered, and his outline was as cold as a knife.
Without waiting for her to finish, she got out of bed barefoot, her body whistling like a wind winding through a tree, grabbing her slender and fragile neck, and a cold aura on her handsome and extraordinary face.
"No matter who instructs you, dare to pretend to be Ah Qi, this palace wants you to die without a place to be buried!"
"I ...... There is no ......"
She struggled desperately, and soon her face turned red as she couldn't breathe. Like an ant, it is insignificant, fragile and worthless in his applause.
What is surprising is that the woman who is still submissive to the mother, at the moment of dying, actually released a tenacious survival**, and the stubbornness in her eyes is very familiar.
Even though he knew that to him, her life was like a mustard, she still fought with all her strength, refusing to give up the slightest chance of survival.
Her thin nails gripped his arm, clutching and digging wildly. It was dyed with a beautiful crimson dancΓ΄me, and just last night, he had kissed the same pair of white fingertips more than once.
The little purple face, the weak breathing, and the gradually lighter strength all showed that she couldn't hold on for long, but the desperate madness in her eyes was shocking.
He was in a trance, only a moment of hesitation, and she had seized the opportunity to bite his tiger's mouth.
This bite is extremely hard, like an outlaw, fighting back with his life hanging by a thread, pinning all the hope of life in this last bite. Even if he was as strong as he was, he couldn't help but feel the pain, and suddenly relaxed his strength.
It was this moment of relaxation that she finally found an opportunity, like a tailfish on the board to avoid the blade of the knife, and slippery and slippery to escape from his palm.
Realizing that there were guards outside the door who could not escape, she hurriedly ran to the side of the makeup box, grabbed a hairpin and held it tightly to her chest, her eyes were angry, fearful and as if she was staring at him fearlessly, and she had a desperate posture.
A series of survival performances are dizzying and impressive.
He stood there with his hands in his hands, watching her jump up and down like a clown jumping off a beam, and met her guarded gaze, with a shining look in his eyes, and suddenly felt familiar again.
Contradictory isn't it?
It was a stranger's feeling just now, but she was flustered but pretended to be calm, desperate to the extreme, and still stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, including the small action of subconsciously biting her lip when she panicked, all coincided with his squeamish bag.
Is it or not? To kill or not to kill? There have been few times in his life when he has been so contradictory and entangled.
Thinking quickly about something in his heart, he frowned and strode towards her.
"You...... Don't come, come here again, I'll die with you......"
The little threat that was fierce and inward, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and waved out her clenched hairpin while picking off her coat. With the sound of tearing and tearing, but in the blink of an eye, the well-textured brocade clothes on her body had been reduced to pieces.
"You bastard!"
Because of this sudden change, she took a few steps back, and she was worthy of the dresser, and under her palm was a high-grade blue cloud dotted emerald gold step.
The successive bullies made her ashamed and angry, and her brain went blank with only defense and counterattack, waiting to realize what she had done. The golden step had already been inserted into his flesh and blood, and blood was pouring out of his shoulder, instantly staining his bedclothes as white as snow. The extreme white and red, contrasting with a dazzling bleakness.
She was startled, and she slipped from her palm and fell to the ground with a crisp thud.
He didn't realize it, staring intently at the cinnabar-colored birthmark at the width of a finger under her armpit, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, this palace can't die, and you can't die either. β
After the words fell, she turned around and took the quilt and put it on for her personally. In her cowering and completely confused gaze, she said slowly.
"This palace exempts you from capital crimes, protects you, and not only that, but also fulfills your ambitions. From today on, you will become the master of Shaoqing Garden. What you have to do is make sure that this body is not sick in the slightest bit, and it is not injured in the slightest. β
Seeing her stunned, completely incomprehensible appearance, he sneered coldly, changed the conversation, and patted her blank face.
"Enjoy the most glorious time of your life, and when you find Ah Qi, this palace will chop your flesh into mud with your own hands, and crush your bones and ashes!"
He stood up with frozen eyebrows, opened the door and walked out, and everyone heard the movement in the house, and the maids and maids waiting outside the door came up to meet him, and saw the wound on his shoulder, and there was an uproar.
He didn't explain, but put on his robe and walked away.
After three years of sharing a bed, he was even more familiar with Ah Qi's body than himself, and she had a peony birthmark the size of a copper coin under her armpit, as red as cinnabar. Because of its hidden location, you can't see it at all if you don't look at it.
She has always loved beauty, and she is proud of her ice muscles and jade bones, but the color of the peony birthmark is like blood, she feels ugly, and she is often annoyed by this, and refuses to show people easily.
I still remember the first time the two lingered, she was secretive and refused to show him. Later, he couldn't help it, and when he took a closer look, he actually cried, and it didn't work for him to coax him in every way.
The appearance has a disguise technique, and the voice can also be imitated, but this birthmark, she is secretive, and it is impossible to copy it.
The moment he tore off his clothes, he knew that the one in front of him was indeed his wife.
But it was also at this moment of confirmation that the golden step stabbed into his shoulder.
So, he was lost again.
Even three years ago, she was so angry that she never hurt him in the slightest.
Now, this person who is holding and shaking into his body, and his strength has not been restricted, is definitely not her.
Ah Qi's body is like a fake, but inside is a soul that wants to kill him.
He thought about it for a long time before he came up with a possible reasonable explanation.
Maybe there is a master who is good at witchcraft and uses witchcraft on Ah Ji to control her mind. Or, transplant another person's soul directly into her body.
Soul transfer and body change is too bizarre, it is a forbidden technique, and it cannot be announced to the public. What's more, it was the princess of a country who had an accident, and this matter must be kept secret from the outside world, and no one can feel anything unusual.
But if he had nothing to do, it would be impossible for him to be vain and wronged in the face of a person who occupied his wife's body.
Therefore, he pushed the boat down the river, taking the opportunity of being injured in the shoulder by mistake, and did not set foot in Shaoqingyuan again.
The next month was the most difficult time for him, regularly dealing with political affairs, assisting his father to correct the twists and turns, learning the way of governing the country under the Taifu, and privately using his cronies to spy on the respected magic masters of the nationwide network to investigate the person behind this insidious trick, and a person who was eager to split into several pieces.
One of the most worrying things is that nothing has been found.
All the forces that can be mobilized in their hands are dispatched, countless masters are summoned, and all kinds of methods are used to summon spirits and exorcise evil spirits, but none of them have come true.
The heavy workload could not suppress the fear in his heart, and as time passed, the fear grew bit by bit. He kept searching, kept busy, and refused to stop. He was afraid that if he relaxed a little, someone would tell him that the person he had been thinking about for the twilight would never come back.
It was the nineteenth day of searching for her, and he stood quietly on the stone slab on the edge of the Taiyuan Pool, where she used to sit in a daze. Behind him, he muttered about the white jade bracelet that fell into the bottom of the pool.
His eyebrows moved, and he dispatched everyone from the East Palace to go down to the pool to salvage, but to no avail for a long time. Everyone said that he couldn't find it, but he could clearly see the faint white not far from the center of the pool, and without thinking about it, he jumped into the pool to salvage it himself, and then his consciousness was a little unclear.
When I opened my eyes, I saw her biting her lip and opening her eyes wide, looking at him in disbelief, dumbfounded, like a confused child.
In those watery eyes, there was a surge of emotion that had nowhere to vent, strong enough to engulf people.
I was a lot more worried, and only at this moment, Zhan Jingyan finally settled down. Slowly reaching out from her smooth forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and lips, one by one, the long-lost touch spread from her fingertips to her heart, and her whole body seemed to be washed by spring water, ironing endlessly.
"Ahh β
Zhang Ruo was willing to let him hold his face gently, not daring to move, for fear that all this was an illusion, and the voice that was unique to him was carried out in his ears, igniting his emotions, and tears rolled down in an instant.
If you wish is taken from "as you wish, everything as you wish", which contains the expectations of all the elders of the Zhang family for her. "Period" has the meaning of wish, so she also has a little-known nickname - A Period.
He gave it this name, and since then, "Ah Qi" has become his exclusive title.
He loved it so much that he muttered two words over and over again by the bedside, and he was the only one who could say these two words so beautifully. The clear and warm voice, which penetrates into the bones, has turned a thousand times.
If there was any hesitation before, at this moment, there is no more certainty.
Her Highness has finally come to find her.
Zhang Ruoyuan cried with joy, all the emotions piled up at one point, backlogged for too long, bulging and swelling, and I didn't know how to express it. She laughed, cried, cried, laughed, choked up and couldn't speak.
She likes Zhan Jingyan because he is the modern part of His Highness, and with him, she is unrestrained, free, and really happy.
But only when facing His Royal Highness, she is Zhang Ruoyuan in the true sense. In addition to the happy and happy parts, she will also be sad and sad. In front of him, she will be at a loss, like a child who has done something wrong. will also be cautious, careful wording for fear that he will not be happy.
I'm afraid that he will be angry, afraid that he won't speak, and because of his smile, a flower will bloom in his heart.
He mobilized her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, making her so pretentious that she couldn't help herself, and she was so willful that she was a mess.
Zhang Ruoyuan threw himself into his arms, and his lowered cheeks were already full of tears.
"Why did you come to ......?"
Zhan Jingyan touched her cheek comfortingly, reached out his other hand from under the quilt, and spread his palm. A white jade bracelet was lying there quietly, covered with a thick layer of green moss. He was silent, and slowly wiped the bracelet clean with a white quilt, and the skein pattern carved from the white jade gradually became clear. The jade bracelet is transparent, delicate and lush, spanning a distance of thousands of years, and there is a faint halo circulating around the body.
He didn't move, took Zhang Ruoyuan's right hand, looked at it for a moment, and then put the bracelet on her personally.
The slender and clean wrist, like frost and snow, is integrated with the white jade bracelet, which is indescribably suitable.
Zhang Ruoyuan looked at the lost jade knot and couldn't speak anymore, his two delicate arms clinged to his shoulders, expressing his joy with his body movements.
Zhan Jingyan locked her waist and lifted it up, almost reverently imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows, and then slowly and solemnly hugged her tightly and tightly, so tight that she was not willing to relax for half a minute when it was difficult to breathe, and the two semicircles that had been separated for a long time were finally inlaid together as she wished.
All this, language seems so redundant, the only thing they want is to use the strength of their arms to merge each other into one.
"Ahem!"
I don't know how long it took, but a playful cough interrupted the two who were clinging to each other. Zhang Ruoyuan turned around when he heard the voice, and Chu Ci stood at the door with Zhang Ruoyi in his arms, just looking at them for a long time, and the ridicule on his handsome face could not be concealed.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, I just waited at the door for more than ten minutes, and I saw that you didn't have any intention of parting, so I kindly reminded you two - it's time to eat. β
After that, he raised the lunch box in his hand and pulled Zhang Ruoyi swaggering in.
The gaze swept between the hands of the two of them with ten fingers, Zhan Jingyan was dull and did not see the waves.
Zhang Ruoyuan saw it in his eyes, and before he could figure out how to round the field, Chu Ci had already put down the lunch box and asked for warmth.
"How's it going? When you wake up, there's nothing uncomfortable, right?"
Zhan Jingyan's eyes were heavy, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he did not speak. The condensed face showed that he was not very happy, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Brother for many years, Chu Ci asked himself to understand Zhan Jingyan's personality, and he was also very measured. This is the first time that people have been ignored in person. He wasn't angry, but quietly turned to Zhang Ruoyuan and motioned for her to solve her doubts.
Zhang Ruoyuan hurriedly stood up, smiled and said: "He just woke up, and he hasn't had any energy yet, I was like this when I just woke up, my throat hurts, and I can't speak." Have you eaten with your sister? Why don't you go eat first?"
This explanation does not stand up to scrutiny, but it is reasonable. Chu Ci looked at Zhan Jingyan inquiringly, obviously feeling that his mood was wrong, and his face was gloomy. However, this situation is not suitable for digging into the root problem, so he simply nodded according to Zhang Ruoyuan's meaning.
"It's okay, Ruoruo and I went to dinner, and I called if I had something. β
After speaking, they went out together, the two of them matched in appearance, very right, and Chu Ci's right hand in his sight was still on Zhang Ruoyi's waist, which was very intimate, like a young couple in love.
Zhan Jingyan stared at their backs walking away hand in hand, and spoke without emotion.
"The two of them are satisfied. β
His face was expressionless, and no ridicule or sarcasm could be heard. However, as a man, a good brother who is like a brother and sister is with his wife, no matter how broad-minded he is, there will always be more or less discomfort in his heart.
Zhang Ruoyuan was a little unsure of what he was thinking, but he knew that this topic was nothing less than a dead knot, and it should not be continued no matter what. Although it is not very clever, he still chooses to change the topic.
"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"
He shook his head and looked at her, there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand.
"You know everything?"
Referring to Chu Ci and his sister's affairs, Zhang Ruoyuan nodded, looked at his face, and saw that he was still plain with no emotion, and couldn't help but say.
"You can vent your anger, anger, and grievances, just don't pretend to be silent and stuffy in your heart. I feel bad about you like this. β
She would rather he be angry and angry than see him provoke like this. Obviously, he is the one who is most qualified to be angry, but he has restrained himself until now.
The most distressing thing is that all his forbearance is because he cares about her.
In front of her, he never said that his sister was not.
In front of her, he would not speak coldly to Chu Ci and his sister.
The more he was silent like this, the more painful her heart was.
"I'm sorry. β
I always owe you this "I'm sorry", grandfather, grandmother, father, brother, sister, I have cared about many people, but I have ignored you.
Zhan Jingyan's eyes were like pools, bottomless, and half-loud, before he touched her head and sighed.
"It's gone. β
Raising Zhang Ruoyuan's little face that was still guilty, let her face herself, and said in a deep voice.
"You are really angry, especially when you are stubborn and refuse to live a good life with me.
What is the use of being angry? We are husband and wife, and from the moment the ceremony is completed, we become one with life and death. The most alien and cold are husband and wife, and the closest relatives are also husband and wife, why not make each other comfortable and happy?
Everyone has negative emotions, and I'm no exception. But now, I don't feel angry, and I don't get angry because of people or things that don't matter.
The only one who can make me feel aggrieved is you, understand?" 166 Reading Network